"Excuse me, sir, that girl....... Killed?"

The fat patrol looked at Charles in front of him, and wondered in his heart what kind of way this handsome young man came from, and dared to hinder a priest of light from having fun.

What day is today? With so many church clergy on the street preaching miracles, who dares to pretend to be a clergy of light at this time? Eighty percent of them are a real clergy of light playing some special tricks under the pretext of preaching miracles.

On weekdays, they are all sanctimonious, but now they finally have a white opportunity, and they are not allowed to relax when they have prostitution opportunities? What kind of nerves did you young man make trouble?

"No, she's still alive!"

Charles said calmly, the girl drank her own potion and received treatment from Barenster, and there was no problem in surviving, but she just didn't know if it would leave a shadow psychologically.

The fat patrol breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned down to pick up the pen on the ground, the girl is not dead, this matter is not a big deal, just live a little mud and close the case quickly.

"But the criminal posing as the Cleric of Light is dead!"

"Whoa!"

The notebook fell to the ground, and the fat patrol almost fell to the ground, he finally stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked very nervously, "Are you sure that the Priest of Light is impersonating?"

"I'm sure, because a church deacon monk would not commit such an atrocity against the people. ”

"The deacon monk of the church......? Is it called Brummer?" the fat patrol sat down on the ground, his face turned white with fright.

"Yes! He said his name was Bloomer Carmen!"

The fat face of the fat man patrol was first twisted into a bun, and then turned into a chrysanthemum, and after a long time, he said with a crying voice: "This gentleman, tell me your name, you can't leave here until this case is over........"

"My name is Charles Chevalier!"

“........”

The fat patrolman's eyes lit up, "You say you're the Count of Bayonne, Lord Charles Chevalier?"

"Yes, I am!"

The fat man got up from the ground and looked carefully at the Charles dress, confirming that there were dark veins representing the identity of the earl on it, and the whole person suddenly became angry again.

When the sky fell, there were tall people staring, and if he made a mistake, he had a big head to carry it first, and Count Bayonne was definitely a tall and big master, so it was absolutely no problem for him to carry it.

"Earl, please wait, I'll inform my superior......."

The fat man ran out as soon as he slipped away, his status was too low to talk to the Earl, and he needed a higher-ranking commander to interrogate him personally, which was really an excellent reason to get out.

The fat man never came back, not only did he not come back, but his boss didn't come either.

Charles sat in his chair for two hours before there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside.

Listening to the familiar footsteps, Charles held his forehead for a headache, and now he was most frightened by the two women closest to him.

"What's the matter, Lord Earl, don't you even have a person to serve here, don't you even have a cup of tea?"

Olivi, who is less than 1.5 meters tall, began to go crazy when she entered the door, and her stern expression and reprimanding tone made the posture of a nobleman very high.

"I'm sorry noble, there are too many Clerics of Light on the streets today, and our people are out there to find out the news, in case they come to our security office, we will send the Earl to another place, and we must not let them run into it. ”

A middle-aged man in a high-level patrol uniform followed behind Olivi, dealing with it very carefully, and from time to time he glanced at Lord Fani, who had never spoken, in his eyes, Lord Fani was a more powerful character.

"What's the matter, Lord Earl killed someone while he was stopping the criminals from committing the crime, he is innocent, the Cleric of Light wantonly kills underage girls in your jurisdiction, you have to arrest them......."

The little girl Olive was obviously prepared, and her righteous rhetoric made the patrols of the police station speechless.

The privileges of the Cleric of Light are not the same as some of the privileges of the nobles, and they cannot be explained on the table at all.

Lord Fani walked past Olive and asked Charles, "Are you okay?"

Charles smiled apologetically and nodded to indicate that he was okay!

Fani hugged Charles and whispered in his ear: "I will enter the palace now to ask for Your Majesty, you protect yourself first, if there is danger, go to the Holy Dawn Cathedral to hide first, I will come back soon!"

"Fani, in fact, don't bother His Majesty, I'll ......... myself"

Fani didn't wait for Charles to finish speaking, she turned and hurried away, and Charles felt her rapid heartbeat and breathing, and felt a deep sense of guilt in her heart.

"Don't be sorry, Charles, I've already asked Basilent about what happened, you're right about it, we're all supporting you, I've written to Aunt Adele, a light ascetic, not a person. Olive saw through Charles's thoughts, and instead of lashing out at the people at the police station, she turned her head to persuade Charles.

Of course, she said it very loudly, obviously to let people know that the dead Bloomer had an uncle who was a light ascetic, but we also had Aunt Adele, a well-known extraordinary powerhouse on the continent, and a light ascetic was not enough to see.

In the past, Charles was extremely disgusted with Aunt Adele, but now the relationship between the two sides has a tendency to ease, that is, the Church of Light wants to move Charles, and it has to be weighed.

"Oh! Are you going to trouble Aunt Adèle again?"

Charles smiled sourly, lowered his head and silently did not speak, seemingly in quiet contemplation, but no one saw the green tendons that had been clenched in his fists burst out.

"I have to be stronger, stronger than the Light Ascetic, stronger than Crawford, stronger than Aunt Adele!"

For the first time, Charles had a strong desire for strength, in the past, he was still complacent about his seventh-rank strength, and he was complacent about having so many external forces that he could rely on, but now he felt a deep helplessness, no one's strength is as good as his own, every time he has to rely on the strength of others to solve the problem, when is the head?

As the minutes ticked by, Charles sensed groups of people coming from outside the police station, many of them were transcendents with strong fluctuations, they were all quiet, and the whole street was silent, but Charles knew that these people were waiting for him.

At midnight, Fani finally returned, and with her came a chubby old man with gray hair.

"Charles, let's go!"

Fani's face was full of exhaustion, but her eyes were delightful.

Charles was a little confused, he felt that things should not have been resolved so smoothly, shouldn't it be to go to court and discuss the motives of the deceased and the suspect?

Privilege is everywhere, and that's the nature of this world.

"Count Shire, His Majesty has asked me to tell you that the territory you are going to buy is in Rasbullsburg, and I hope you will pay it off as soon as possible. ”

“........”

Charles was in a trance for a moment before he understood what the old man meant.

Fani has never had her own territory, and in order to make her like the princes and princesses of the royal family, Charles once asked His Majesty the King to buy a piece of territory for Fani, but she didn't expect to agree at this juncture.

This is an attitude of His Majesty the King.

"How could he be so kind?" said Charles, who was puzzled.

"Thank you, Uncle Kig, and please convey my thanks and that of Charles to His Majesty the King!"

Fani saw that Charles was a little dazed, and hurriedly came forward to resolve the embarrassment, while the chubby old Tukig gave Fani a doting look, turned around and walked outside the police station, and did not look at the others from beginning to end.

"Let's go, Charles!"

Charles, along with Fani and Olive walked out of the police station into the street, where they saw the streets full of soldiers, Clerics of Twilight, Clerics of Light, and countless torches and ordinary citizens in the distance.