Mayor Grace's bedroom door stands a tall waiter, who, judging by his size, may also be acting as a squire.

At this time, Baron Hygivi was looking at him coldly. "Get out of the way," he said in a deep voice. "I am the lord of the land on which you stand, and I have the right to order you to get out of the way. ”

No response.

This attendant was obviously stunned, if it was an ordinary servant's subordinates who listened, not to say that they should respectfully get out of the way, at least they would give a chest touch, but he looked like he didn't care.

It seems that he didn't know what the term nobility meant.

Hehe...... Considered a "faithful" guard, I don't know what Mayor Grace put him at the door for.

Baron Hajvi took a step sideways, "Haymir, let him get out of the way." He said to the middle-aged man behind him.

"Yes, sir. ”

The man, Haymir, was only five and a half feet tall, a head shorter than Baron Hajvi, and when he stood in front of the squire guarding the door, he found himself two heads shorter than the other, and only as tall as the other's chest.

However, this did not affect him from throwing the other party out hard.

As it turned out, the walls of the mayor's house were sturdy. When the squire's massive body was thrown against the wall, there was only a muffled sound, and the carved tiles on the wall did not move.

"Open the door. ”

At Baron Hajvi's orders, Hamir kicked open the door to Mayor Grace's bedroom.

Baron Hajvi frowned as he walked into the room. This is the time when the sun is at its highest, and there is not a single light in the huge room. Haijivi looked at the curtains that had been tightly closed, and a puzzled look appeared on his face.

At this moment, he also smelled a strange smell. It seems to be milky, and it looks like rice wine, and the smell produces an uplifting feeling.

"Lord Baron. Suddenly a muffled voice sounded in the dimly lit room, and it was hoarse and indistinct, as if a man had a mouth full of gold coins and shouted it.

Baron Hygivi looked into the deepest part of the bedroom, where a large Western-style bed sits. The bed was surrounded by a heavy curtain. He couldn't see the scene inside.

Searching for the voice, he made his way to the bed, where Hamir followed closely.

"Mayor Grace, it looks like you're sick. ”

"Hehe......" A hoarse laugh rang out from inside the dark brown curtain. "If you had come the day before yesterday, you would have been disappointed. Because I was so ill that I lost my voice, and thanks to the Cardinal of the Cult of Light who returned to the town of Peace and treated me, I might not have seen anyone else. ”

From his tone, Haijivi did hear a sickly hoarseness, not like it was pretending, and for a moment he hesitated.

"Forgive me for closing all the curtains, that's how fever is, afraid of the sun. Please also ask Baron Hajvi not to lift the curtain, it will not be good for you to catch a fever. It's not life-threatening, but I can tell you it's not pleasant. ”

Staring at the curtain for a long time, Baron Hajvi glanced at Hamir.

With a loud tearing sound, the thick curtain shattered into two pieces and scattered at Baron Hygivi's feet. The light poured inside, and Baron Hydgwick heard a heavy wheezing sound inside.

Haymir unceremoniously approached Mayor Grace and tore the turban around his head.

There was no one else in the bedroom, and Hamir pulled Mayor Grace down the window. Baron Hajvi saw his face clearly, and saw a slightly haggard face staring into frightened eyes. "What's going on, my lord?" he wailed and wondered, "what's going on? I shouldn't have been treated so rudely. He cowered and tried to break free from Hamir's control, but Hamir's hand was so tightly tugging at his collar that no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape.

"You go out first," Baron Hajvi said to Hamir. "Let me talk to him alone. ”

"My lord, let me stay with you. "The castle is no longer safe. ”

Yes, the torn curtain is like a torn face, they are already completely undisguised.

"Don't say that, what danger will I be in the face of a fever-stricken in-law?" said Grace, "Lord Town, do you say? Oh, there are no blisters on your face, it seems that you have been cured." ”

Hamir pulled Mayor Grace off the bed and pushed him to the ground. Baron Hydgwick looked down at him like a poor puppy. Haymir went out and stood guard at the door. Outside the window, ravens screamed.

Baron Hygivi pulled the quilt from the bed, revealing a white ketone body inside. "Tell me, do you have the strength to play with the little nightingale if you have a fever, Grace?"

Grace's upper body is naked, and she wears only a pair of obscene pants on her lower body. Of course, his body is nowhere near as attractive as the girl in bed. His half-gray hair was a sign of his weakness. "What sir, I am your loyal subordinate. What is this for......"

Baron Hydgvi used a noble cane to carry the silk coat on the floor to the bed. The girl timidly took it, "How faithful! I will give you two choices! One is to commit suicide at once, and the other is to commit suicide with your son." ”

"No! it's not like that!" Grace screamed, "No, my lord, there must be some misunderstanding between us! I swear to the god of light that I have not done anything to be sorry for you. ”

"Does Mayor Marew think there is some misunderstanding between us? As a lord of a territory, I can execute you even if there is no reason. What's more......" He condescendedly and pointed his cane at the top of Mayor Grace's head. "You dare to pretend to be us Odin!"

Feeling the pressure above her head, Grace clung to the corner of the bed. "It will get dark, the crows will lie, and the villains will spread rumors...... There must be a villain spreading rumors, there are many things, I haven't had time to tell you, yes, it's about Chief Amanda, if I tell his secret, it will make you tremble with anger......"

"Sergeant Amanda, he mentioned you. Baron Hajvi looked slowly towards the door, and Amanda limped in through it. The little nightingale on the bed secretly got dressed and ran out in a puff of smoke.

"Don't take his word for it! I've investigated this fat man, as an Odinite, he doesn't have a surname, which is enough to show that his identity is unknown!"

"Oh, Amanda, don't you have a last name? ”

At this moment, Amanda's blood boiled a little, he had hidden his surname for eight years, wasn't it just for this moment? At this time, where did he still care about the old priest's prophecy, where would he still think about the chaos vortex, only to hear him shout:

"My last name is Yakel, and my name is Amanda Yakel!"

Arkle?

Amanda Yacker?

Arkel Continent - Arkel Royal Family - Hajvi Yaker

For a moment, all the nouns with Arker flashed in the mind of Mayor Grace. "Amanda, are you from the royal family, Aker?, or ......," he pointed at Amanda with a shudder.

"Royalty, hehe, would the royal family come to such a remote town to be the chief of the guard? I am from the Flower Meadows, the territory of Lord Baron Haijvi. ”

It just so happened that the surname of Hajvi Yakel was the same as that of the royal family. This is a very common phenomenon, and of course, when the royal family of Yaker unified the continent, only the nobles dared to continue to use this surname.

Grace had heard Haysjia mention this place, and at this time, he finally recognized the situation. "Are you Baron Hajvi's eyeliner in the town of Peace......?

Amanda ignored him, "Your Excellency," he said to Baron Hydgvi, "he has insulted me, please let me restore my dignity to Arkell." ”

Haijivi silently stepped out of the way.

Amanda limped over, holding a cane in his hand that was two feet longer than the nobleman's cane. Although his leg was lame, he jumped forward nimbly. Grace screamed hoarsely and desperately fled to the other side of the bed. Amanda swung her cane and struck him directly in the face.

"Amanda, you knocked his mouth out, I couldn't hear him clearly. Baron Hajvi stretched out his boot and rubbed the blood that had just splashed on the white sheet. He was complaining in his mouth, but he was shouting in his heart: "Knock!

"Didn't you notice, sir? His tongue is half-amputated. Amanda pointed her cane at Grace's mouth. He then grabbed Mayor Grace from the ground and threw it back in front of Baron Hygivi. "No wonder he talks like a dog barking. ”

"Grace," Baron Hajvi reminded him, "if you dare to frame anyone again, there is definitely a worse punishment." ”

"He called me a, mainly insulting our Arkel surname. Amanda said angrily, smacking Grace on the forehead with her cane.

"What is your relationship with Sisoo?" asked Baron Hajvi.

The corners of Grace's mouth cracked, and several teeth were loosened by the crutches she had just struck. "I have nothing to do with Sisoo...... "If he doesn't say a word, his teeth will hurt a point, and his broken tongue will hurt a point, "After so many years...... I've never seen ...... Sisoo, I was conscientious as the mayor of the town of Peace, and when I faced the Bafont horse thief, I rushed up and rescued your wife, my son...... Pisa almost perished with Bafant. Ask this Amanda Yaker if you ask him what I have done...... Ah!!h

It turned out that Amanda gave him another crutch, this time directly knocking on his ears and buzzing in his head.

Haijvi sighed...... Well, you're out to fight horse thieves, but I've heard that your son's wig has been pulled off by horse thieves. "So that's why you're pretending to be an Odin, to fight the horse thieves?"

"I'm here for the peace town. I love this land and I love every civilian here. You can go out and ask if any townsfolk would speak ill of me Grace. ”

"You killed you for speaking ill of you, didn't you? I wonder how you killed your fellow carpenter. Poisoned him?Knocked him from behind?Pushed off a cliff?Or strangled him?Tell me how you did it?" He now has a lot of hole cards in his hand, and each hole card can make the self-professed conscientious mayor confess his guilt!

The cane pressed against Grace's throat, lifting his head from the ground to face Baron Hygivi. "Yes...... Old Pastor Theon?" he despaired, "Old Pastor Theon...... Promise I won't say it. ”

"Oh, it turns out that the old priest Theon also knows, and it seems that I am going to take the time to visit the old priest. ”

"How do you possibly know? Yes! It's the damn Josun City Garrison Ronur? No way, he's dead!"

I have to say that the mayor's head is still turning very quickly. "Did you kill Lonnoor too?" was Baron Hajvi's reasonable guess.

"He's a shameful guy...... He loves vanity and money, and he is innocent of death! You can't believe the words of such a person, I beg you...... Believe me once, the God of Light is above, and my son is about to marry your daughter!"

Suddenly, the only wry smile left on Haijivi's face disappeared, "You still dare to mention this?" he said, "I just want to cut off the heads of your father and son and hang them on the Ares spear in the church!"

"My lord, I have a gold mine in my hands! I know that you have been collecting money lately, my lord, you have bypassed me!