It's spring, but the northern border is still full of snow and wind, and most of the time here is like this, and only a few months do you know what it means to be hot.

The last time Su Mo was here, it was a relatively sunny and warm weather.

This time, Su Mo didn't come, two powerful helpers took this trip for him, one of these two people was covered with tattoos of beasts, and the other was dressed in black, his face seemed to be shrouded in light smoke, and no one could see his face clearly at all.

They weren't the most powerful people on the mainland, but for this border town, only Sheriff Thorin could pose a threat to them.

The people guarding the gate of the town didn't even notice the two people in such strange costumes.

At that time, their eyes were probably darkened directly, and then they couldn't even see the backs of the capable people.

The shadow was the first to lose figure.

His body is somewhere between shadow and matter, and he is obviously much stronger than he used to rely on his martial arts master abilities.

The shadow ability is his own ability, and one day it will surpass the ability of this master of martial arts who cannot be upgraded.

It didn't take long for him to return to the Beastmaster.

"The sheriff isn't in town, it seems like we can just take that dog from him, do you come, or do I come?"

"I'll do it anyway, you put the letter where the sheriff can see it, and then let's get out of this place, I hate the weather in the north." The Beastmaster wrapped himself tightly in his cotton clothes, the price he had to pay for refusing to wear a leather coat.

After speaking, the beastmaster raised his head and let out a whining chirp.

Soon a big dog came running over, and when he saw the beastmaster, he was first confused, and then he left his owner behind, and flattered the beastmaster.

"I'll take you to a fun place, and your master will pick you up tomorrow." The Beastmaster stooped down and patted the big dog on the head, then stood up and walked towards the station outside the town.

The big dog followed, sensing the Beastmaster's kindness. This is another person besides the sheriff that can be trusted unconditionally.

And the shadow also left the letter and left quickly.

When the sheriff returned, he saw the letter from which the visit was obvious, and when he opened it, he almost fainted.

Dear Sheriff,

Make the pet cute, take away the same trip to Mogan Mountain, the famous mountains and rivers, and pay the time of the southern country, lest you be hungry at sunset tomorrow, and you will not be able to eat your stomach, and you hope that the sheriff will prepare more wine and food, waiting for the big driver.

Your dear Christopher Waltz.

The signature on the back was slightly familiar, and he quickly opened the drawer and took out a piece of paper, opening it to compare the handwriting.

Sure enough—

Dear Sheriff,

I suppose you must be calling me a shameless bastard, even if my men have mercy on your only concern in this world.

You can call me Christoph Waltz, not Hans, naturally because it can be a little more word......

Love Yours Always:

Christopher Waltz!

Shameless!

The sheriff let out the same angry roar as the last time, and the thief, after many days, he appeared again.

The first time he stole the soup pot in his house, the second time he took the collar around the neck of the big dog, and this time he actually stole the dog directly.

How the hell did he do it!

I didn't feel anything on my side, and the big living dog was gone.

However, while angry, Sheriff Thorin also breathed a sigh of relief, at least this guy who left a name indiscriminately, he is not a cruel person.

Otherwise, the last time it would have been more than just stealing the collar.

Mount Mogan!

It's a train ride to the place, a little southwest, and it's obvious that this damn guy is going to lead himself there.

"My lord, do you want to send someone to pursue it?" The servant asked tremblingly.

"No, help me pack my things, I'm going to go out." Sheriff Sorin pulled open the drawer and pulled out his short gun.

After some hesitation, he pressed the wall again, and a dark grid popped up on it, and an old longbow lay inside.

Then he figured out a whistle and brought enough equipment.

The servants prepared their horses and rations, and a troop of cavalry began to assemble outside the town, and the sheriff, who had been absent from the battlefield for many years, was once again ready to go on the march.

For my dog!

The reason why Su Mo chose this border magistrate was because he had to find a witness for this operation.

This person doesn't need to be in a position of authority, but he has to be the kind that can be very convincing, and as long as he witnesses everything, he can't tolerate Archduke Stan's tricks.

The last time Su Mo left from the sheriff, he took some bullets with him, and he also took a sword.

There is a line engraved on it.

This sword is hereby bestowed upon His Excellency Dort Sheriff Sorin, and Eastern District Commander Wellesley, for the winter of one hundred and seventy-two years in the federal calendar.

He was curious why a federal boss would give a border sheriff a sword.

Later, I checked it and learned a fact.

Thorin Sartre!

This surname is very interesting, and it is the same surname as Duke Sartre of the Federation.

And the surname Sartre can be traced back to a very long time ago, which is not important, the important thing is that before the three countries of the Eastern Continent were divided, it was the era of the Sartre dynasty.

Sartre was divided into three, only the tyrannical last emperor was hanged, and the blood of the Sartre royal family was not broken.

Thorin is probably a member of the Sartre family.

He hung a lot of swords on the wall, basically all of them were given by Duke So-and-so and a war zone boss.

Before settling down, the sheriff had served in the Northern Legion for nearly twenty years.

What a perfect witness.

Moreover, this witness Su Mo invited to move, as long as his dog was plundered, the sheriff would obediently comply.

A gentleman can be bullied!

Unaware that he had already begun to use the words of the villain to explain his actions, Su Mo gathered a large number of players in Huggins the next day.

No one knew what was going on or what the mission of the trip was.

The high-level leaders of the big guild who participated in the plot with Su Mo, no one would go around talking nonsense, and everyone was worried that there were too many people who went and their prestige was not enough for their own share.

Besides, what if the leak makes the test site prepared.

Usually you can compete for interests, but today this matter not only involves interests, but also involves the bottom limit of being a human being.

"Let's go, I'll tell everyone to bring more priests and priests, have you brought them?" Su Mo asked.

"Don't worry, I've brought with me all the priests, bishops, and priests in our family, who have never enjoyed the treatment they have enjoyed today." Shifang Mingliang replied very seriously.

Unconsciously, he recognized Su Mo's dominance today.