An emaciated child, crying and running desperately in a remote alley. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, how can a child's pace be as good as that of an adult?

The child ran through the alleys, but the footsteps behind him got closer and closer, and then, the footsteps disappeared, and the child kept waving his hands and feet in mid-air, crying even harder.

"Nice little cub, dare to run?"

"Wow-wow-"

"Jill, come and feed this little cub some pills."

"Don't!" Although the child was young, he understood that the "little pill" was by no means a good thing, and struggled even more in horror.

"Yes, pinch the little cub's nose - this little guy is very nimble, and he can get us quite a few Rael in the future."

"Mom - help!"

At the end of the day, as usual, Rhodes passed by on his way home, and when he heard the shrill cry of a child nearby, he ran into the alley as fast as he could.

He saw the scene that made him angry, and his face suddenly turned red.

"Boy, there's nothing wrong with you here, get out of here!"

A villain shouted fiercely at him.

How can it be okay? He's the captain of Afron's vigilante, though, he's only been in office for less than a week.

Rod clenched his strong fists and rushed forward, "Bang-Bang-", and under his iron fists, there was a dense sound of bones shattering.

"Boy, who are you, you dare to provoke our bloody fangs!"

The villains soon found that they were no match at all, and they all hugged their heads and howled.

In response to the villains is an even more ferocious iron fist.

The next day, Rhodes arrives at the sheriff's office, where he gathers his men and decides to clean up the filth hidden in the corners and send the damned villains to the dungeon, or hell.

On the third day, early in the morning, when Rhodes came to the sheriff's office, a figure appeared at his desk, a personable noble gentleman, Menzi Joyce, the sheriff of Afron, who saw his arrival, and the gentleman straightened up and said to him in a serious voice:

"Rhodes, I know that you have always been a valiant and upright knight, and that your glory in the Sixth Eta War is unforgettable. Young people like you are the hope of the Kingdom...... However, this is Afron, under the sun, shadows, and there are some rules, please don't try to break them...... I don't want young people like you to be hurt. ”

Mr. Joyce patted Rhodes on the shoulder, sighed softly, and left the sheriff's office.

Rhodes was silent.

Mr. Joyce's words had multiple meanings, including a warning about his current behavior.

Rhodes remained silent as his vigilante companions gave him sympathetic and reassuring glances, wondering if the knightly rules he adhered to were really so straightforward and ridiculous.

He quickly found the answer.

From that day on, he began to frantically carry out martial arts and physical exercises, only in this way, could his heart get rid of the torture of reality a little.

……

As a last resort, Rhodes braked urgently to stop the "fast charge", and he had no intention of demolishing the house. He smiled again when he saw the skeletal eyes behind the pillar.

There was a sly glint in the young man's eyes, so obvious that there seemed to be a bit of smugness hidden.

He admits that if the young man had been hiding around the pillar, he would not have been able to win three moves.

So, Rhodes put down the broadsword, and as a true knight, he had no habit of repenting.

"Let's go!"

Rhodes had decided that this was the end of the operation - he was one of the three captains of the Afron vigilante, and had a little autonomy over some matters.

As for Mr. Menchi Joyce's arrest warrant?

The Elantra Code is one thing, but the right and wrong in his heart is another. Those "bloody fanged" little ruffians are completely scum in the eyes of Rhodes, who abides by the rules of chivalry. In fact, if it weren't for the warrant from Sheriff Menchi Joyce, he wouldn't have cared if these scum lived or died, even if it was just a glance.

Those scum are innocent.

Perhaps some of them are not guilty of sin unto death, but what about those who are harmed by them? Afron wondered how many families had been torn apart by these scumbags of extortion, how many poor children had been reduced to the tools of their desire for money, and how many kind commoners had been terrified of their evil deeds...... These things are like maggots in the dung pit, although Rhodes sees it in his eyes, but because of all kinds of overt and secret constraints, he has never really implemented the justice in his heart.

However, seeing others take action to clean up those scum, he was a little happy in his heart.

Rod turned and stopped the two vigilantes who were tangling with the bandits, and then turned his gaze to the bald man shivering under the wine table.

"The murderer has been killed, close the team!"

Rod said calmly with an unchanged face, but as he spoke, his gaze stayed on the bald man.

The bald man couldn't help but nod again. He wanted to say something about Captain Rod's blatant false reporting of the plot and connivance at the murderer, but after squirming his lips a few times, he finally acquiesced, he really didn't have the courage to argue, after all, he was just an ant that could be pinched to death in front of Captain Rod.

"Please leave Afron immediately!"

When Captain Rhodes and his entourage left through the hall of the "Dolphin Country", they left behind such a sentence.

Glo understood what the "grey uniform" meant, and while he didn't understand why his opponent would open up to him, that didn't stop him from rejoicing in his desperate situation.

The so-called three tricks of the "gray uniform" are just to stop and find an excuse to go down the stairs. Although this excuse sucks!

Glo walked into the compartment of the tavern hall, Oliver had already climbed up from the floor, leaning against the wall and gasping slightly, a wisp of blood drooping from the corner of his mouth, Glo looked at his best friend, but suddenly found that Oliver's health had dropped by more than half.

This is the strength of the LV25+ knight, just the aftermath of a block.

Oliver glanced up at Glo, and quickly coughed and grinned.

Glo responded with the same smile.

There is no need to say more.

Glo approached, grabbed Oliver's arm, placed it on his shoulder, and walked out of the compartment with heavy steps.

The companions of the bandit group, seeing that each one of them was nothing serious, looked at each other again and laughed.