Chapter 67 Public Security

A grey seabird stood on the mast of the sail, striding back and forth along the wooden pole, and it noticed that there were eyes staring at it below, which seemed to make it very uneasy, and after two probes it finally spread its wings and flew into the sky with a "flutter".

Katrina sat down on the deck disappointed, "I don't know what happened to Coo-Goo." ”

"Who?" Tarrant was unimpressed by the word.

"Friend of Cuilin Mountain, it has been with me for half a month, just while you are lying down and pretending to be dead", Catrina patted her robe, her body covered in dirt, as wolf as she was then.

"Hehe", Tarrant leaned against the guardrail, the experience of Cuilin Mountain was full of hardships and beauty, he missed that night, the moment when Katrina promised, the starry sky of that night was never all bright.

There is only a black spot left on the island in the distance, and the villagers can live a normal life again, the trip was not in vain, recalling the whole process made Tarrant feel the wonder of the world, he originally just went to visit Mara, but he ran into Kira Vidon, and then he was dragged into the incident of Lovell, and finally came to Gilu Island, everything was out of his plan, but he did not regret it, Albert's matter made him understand a little, cherish the people around him, he sat down against Katrina, "We haven't dated for a long time." ”

Katrina turned to look at Tarrant, staring as carefully as if they had met for the first time, "Hmm," she smiled faintly.

"Hah" The priest at the bow of the boat suddenly laughed.

Eternal trouble makes the whole scene comical, and Tarrant glares at her, "You owe me an explanation." ”

The priest looked at the sea directly in front of him, and the hand holding the bottle pointed to the sky, "Kiraviton is always right. ”

"What's the explanation?" asked Katrina curiously.

"I hurt this knight's princess and told her some truths that she shouldn't know," the priest laughed and mocked.

"Heh", Katrina suddenly understood, she put her arm around Tarrant's left arm, "It's all over, and we're still together." ”

"I want to thank Maxine," Tarrant whispered in her ear, "because he kept me by your side." ”

Katrina grabbed his arm tighter, "Your god will hear you." ”

"This is my vow, never broken," Tarrant said earnestly.

The footsteps of a soldier "kicked" on the deck, "Paladin", who leaned over to Tarrant, "Our commander wants to see you." ”

Tarrant carefully pulled away from his sweet embrace, "Good. ”

Donatello was in his office at the front of the cabin, his helmet resting aside, a grim face, about forty years old, and a short tawny groomed as neatly groomed as the greenery of the streets of the White Mist District.

"Sir, are you looking for me?" Tarrant knocked on the wooden door, which was not necessary, and Donatello looked at the door.

"Please be seated", the chief sat upright on a wooden chair, in a laborious but solemn posture.

Tarrant sat across from Donatello, his expression as if something important was about to happen, and he wondered if Donatello had become accustomed to such a cold face.

"On behalf of the vigilantes and the citizens of Wilsing, I thank you for your help," he paused slightly, usually representing a turning point, "about the mage you were looking for, what he did, and why he led you here." ”

"Lovell, he's an illusionist," Tarrant understood the sheriff's intentions, "and the clues we have so far indicate that he's working on a new spell that is completely at the behest of the caster. ”

"What is his goal?"

Tarrant shook his head, "I don't know yet, the whole thing started with a bet from the ancient wizards' guild, the castle's mage Jim ......"

"Conasius has reported to me," the chief interrupted him, "they are going to make history, but they have failed, and the affairs of Gilu Island will not be known to anyone outside the island." What is Lovell going to do, is he in Wilsing?".

Tarrant shook his head again, "We met once, in Siant, he was injured, I think he needs a while to recover. ”

"How are you going to find him?" asked Donatello.

Tarrant clasped his hands together, he hadn't thought about it yet, he had even decided to give up the pursuit of the mage, but the content of the bet was already known, the madmen of the Wizarding Society would do more terrible things, the tragedy of Gilu Island could not be played out elsewhere, "there is a clue", Tarrant did not intend to hide it, the emperor was the main force against them, "Jim mentioned that there was a mage involved in the gambling contract who was imprisoned in Kamienla prison, his name was Zmandi, a necromancer. ”

Donatello nodded subconsciously, "Kamienla, Zmandi." ”

"The mages meet regularly in Jim's Tower, and they probably know each other's addresses, and it's been half a year since the last meeting. ”

"Understood", Donatello's gaze rested on Tarrant's face.

This gaze made Tarrant very uncomfortable, and he wanted to lower his body to avoid the "attack" if he could.

"Is this your first time in Wilsing?". The sheriff asked suddenly.

Beyond the marginal question, he was obviously not a joker, Tarrant couldn't understand for a moment, and simply replied, "Yes." ”

"Wilsin is a large city, twice the size of Siant, and every day the ships that come in and out of the harbor bring with them countless strangers, some kind, others on the contrary, and it is a huge and difficult task to keep the city safe. ”

Tarrant made no statement, and Donatello's words became more and more strange to him.

"Carold embraced a policy of leniency, and the nobles and wealthy men of Siante needed gentlemen like him, but in Wilsing, only scarred sailors could be seen in the streets, and sometimes only half of the ships coming from Comoch were human. ”

It sounds like a plea for Tarrant's approval, but it doesn't fit the personality of the chief, who is absolutely confident in his power and practices, and Tarrant waits for what follows.

"To keep my city safe, I punish the villains severely, so that the bastards who hide in the shadows are frightened, so that they start shaking at the sound of the soldiers' footsteps. Wilsing's goods went from the towns of Gonco, Antlers, Levensy, and Moog to the whole of the Serenso, and I took charge of the security of these towns, so that the soldiers could appear in the eyes of the citizens at all times, and safety was the first requirement of the city, and I said to myself: There is no mercy in my territory, and every tolerance leads to indulgence. I don't care what other people say, I just do my job. ”

Tarrant heard the implicit meaning from his words, an explanation of the burning, but Tarrant did not accept this explanation, and he did not argue, there was no point in arguing about the expression in front of him.

"But," Donatello continued, "it is impossible to guarantee that a sprawling city is free of any threats, and I will do everything in my might." ”

Tarrant still didn't understand what he meant.

"The vigilantes cannot afford to let go of any potential threat, as they cause disproportionate annoyance", Donatello seemed to get to the point, and asked Tarrant in a more stern tone, "Paladin, can that disease really be cured?"

Chapter 67 Public Security