Charles is worthy of being the celebrity in front of the second heir of Ari City, and what he understands in case of trouble is fast. Ω(8)(1)Ω『Chinese.┡81.

As soon as I gave the request to the next order, he got up from the ground in a hurry, looked around, saw a rag next to the counter, hurriedly picked it up, and vigorously wiped the foul-smelling excrement on the ground, and then got up in embarrassment and slipped out of the door.

The moment he was about to leave the door, he bumped into something that looked like a wall, and one was unstable, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

He glanced up, and was ashamed and frightened, several emotions blended together, and one was a great shame.

It wasn't a wall, it was a person, a person he knew, and one might even say, Harold, who was always in front of him.

I think that if there was a slightly wide crack in the ground now, he would have slipped into it and hid it for another three days and three nights.

If he had the ability, he would even be eager to kill all the parties and witnesses around him, so as to relieve the shame and anger that had accumulated in his heart.

However, he can't, let alone him, not even his master can do this.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he could no longer care about the smell of urine on his hands, suddenly covered his face with his hands, let out a scream like a woman, and then rushed out of the weapon shop with a roll.

I was pleased with his actions, and then, with one in one hand, I carried the two dying adventurers to the door, and then, one in each hand, threw them both out.

The two adventurers, who were fierce and vicious before, are like two sacks full of garbage at this moment, plopping and falling to the ground, rolling and not moving.

I clapped my hands, didn't look at it, and walked back to the shop.

If in the previous life, on the earth, you had to pay legal responsibility for killing someone, even if you could escape for a while, there would be a day when you were caught.

And this, in Zephyr 6, will not work.

In Zephyr 6, different towns have different laws, and the rules of these laws are made by the rulers of each town.

In other towns, because of the shorter period of life, I did not know the content of their laws.

As for the laws of Ari, I have heard a little.

Except for tax evasion and particularly heinous cases, killing a few people and fighting a few times are not illegal phenomena in Ari City.

This is evident in Harold.

As one of the highest enforcers in Ari City, he looked at the two dying adventurers with an indifferent expression, and his gaze did not regard them as human beings.

After I threw the two out, Harold blamed a little and said, "How did you throw them down the street?" It's going to scare kids and women. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the cries of children and the screams of women were heard in the street outside the door.

"Look what I said" Harold sighed, shook his head, and walked in.

Entered the weapons shop and took a picture with Old Patch.

Old Patch trembled with fright, and muttered, "Oops, what are you afraid of!" ”

While muttering, he wanted to slip away, but I grabbed him: "What are you going to do?" ”

"Run for your life," said Old Patch, in a low voice as much as he could, "Do you have to wait for him to take revenge?" ”

I snorted and said, "Don't worry, Charles won't come to retaliate, I guess he won't even dare to see anyone for a while." ”

"I don't mean him!" Old Patch shook his head and winked.

It turned out that he was referring to Harold.

I shook my head at him slightly, and said with a serious face: "Didn't I tell you before, if you believe me, don't do these unnecessary actions." ”

Old Patch saw that I looked serious, so he stopped running away, but his body was still shaking, and this state was exactly the same as Charles's before, but he didn't pee his pants.

Harold greeted him and whispered to me, "He seems scared." ”

I answered: "Yes, I just got beaten up, and you're afraid of you." ”

He nodded, and then said, "What should I do?" ”

"Haven't you ever met a scared citizen before?" I asked.

Harold shook his head.

I thought for a moment and said, "Just tell me what you're here for, so he'll feel more at ease." ”

After listening to my words, Harold said gently to Old Patch: "You don't need to be afraid, I came this time to help you solve your problem." ”

I saw that Old Patch was still scared, and that he was at a loss, so I hurriedly explained to him, "It's your wife's illness." ”

Maybe I wasn't expressing it clearly, or maybe Old Patch was scared, so I misheard.

After listening to my explanation, he was first shocked, and then fell to his knees with a plop, snorting and tearing: "My lord, although my wife is sick, her illness is not a contagious disease, and it has not affected anyone else. ”

Harold in front of him looked confused.

I covered my face and let out a loud fog grass!

Where is this?

Am I hopelessly bad at expressing myself?

Or is it that the brain hole of this thing has reached an unfathomable level?

Thinking about it like this, I was also confused.

Eventually, after Harold and I explained to him, the clouds of despair finally lifted, and Old Patch wiped away his tears, blew his nose, and sobbed, "You, what you said is true?" ”

"It's true," Harold said patiently.

Old Patch turned to me again.

I hurriedly said: "It's more real than gold and silver." ”

At this time, Old Patch finally believed it, and he let out a long breath, and said with a tired face, "Come with me." ”

As soon as he took two steps, he stopped, turned his head, and told Harold and me, "Remember to go lighter!" ”

Then, the three of us crept into the back hall.

In the back hall, in the innermost room, Harold's wife was lying quietly, with a very bad look on her sallow face, and at a glance she could tell that she had been sick for a long time.

Judging by her thin body and petite stature, she should be a dwarf.

At the moment, she was sleeping deeply.

Harold's eyes showed pity, and he said softly, "Look, how much she looks like an angel." ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Hurriedly wiping away his tears, he turned his head and looked at his wife carefully.

His demeanor is so natural that it is as if he is admiring a work of art, more like admiring a stunning place.

This is his love for his wife.

I sighed and turned my head, and couldn't help but be very surprised.

Harold on the side, tears began to flash in the corners of his eyes.