"I wonder what kind of statement do you need, Officer?" asked William. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What can you say?" the young officer asked rhetorically, staring at William.

William smiled: "It's getting late, I don't think it's as good as this." How about I apologize and give the officer a satisfactory statement by noon tomorrow?"

"Yes. ”

The young officer nodded, "We're stationed in the barracks a mile away from Wildfire, and you can find me by telling me the name Sika." If you don't come tomorrow afternoon, I will report the matter to the Kuwait Provincial Governor's Office, and the Governor's Office will send someone to deal with it fairly. Let's go. ”

With a wave of his hand, the young officer finally left with five or six troublesome ruffians, and his back gradually disappeared into the night.

As soon as the few people left, William's face turned cold.

"Master William, I'm not lying!"

The tavern staff with a blue nose and swollen face quickly explained: "They are the ones who lied, really! Several people saw it at the time." ”

"I believe in you. ”

Looking at the panicked eyes of the staff, William smiled faintly: "It's not too early, clean up the tavern and close it early tonight." ”

After a pause, William looked at Clean and said, "You come with me to the Lord's Mansion to visit Viscount Modo." ”

Crean has no objections.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, William and Crean both rode horses to the Wildfire Lord's Mansion, which is the home of Viscount Mordo.

At this moment, it was late at night, but Viscount Modo's house was brightly lit, as if he had expected someone to come, and Viscount Modo even sent a butler to wait at the door of the mansion.

As soon as William and the two appeared, the butler immediately greeted them with a smile and led the two to the inner house.

This was the first time William had met Viscount Mordo.

Viscount Modo was a middle-aged and elderly man, he was dressed in a loose aristocratic suit, with a few hairs on the top of his head neatly combed, and whirlpools, but he couldn't hide the fact that he was bald.

The first time he saw William, a trace of hatred flashed in Viscount Modo's eyes.

It was William, who not only seized the business of his Twilight Tavern, but also seized him and the Jackal Mercenary Group and made Viscount Mordo a bogey.

Although he wanted to break William's body into pieces, on the surface, Viscount Modo did not dare to offend William, and he had to be polite to the enemy.

I saw that Viscount Modo forcibly suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and with a smile on his face, he stood up and greeted him with a cane made of precious black Li wood: "If I guessed correctly, this is probably Young Master William, right?"

William smiled and replied with a noble salute, "Hello Lord Viscount Modo, I am the William Rester you call me." ”

After a simple opening remarks, William cut straight to the point and said straight to the point: "I'm really sorry to disturb the rest of Viscount Modo. But I want to ask, how much does Viscount Mordo know about the smashing of the tavern today?"

"Unfortunately, I don't know what happened. ”

Viscount Modo's eyes flickered a little, and his face said with regret. Obviously, he didn't want to wade into this muddy water, and he had the idea of getting out of the matter.

William also saw it, and his tone changed, a little less respectful and a little more cold: "Lord Viscount, are you sure?"

"This, this..."

After repeated questions, Viscount Modo hesitated.

William didn't ask anymore and looked at him coldly.

"Actually, I only know a little bit. ”

Viscount Modo smiled dryly with some weakness: "Actually, that young officer is nothing, he just went to the border to mix up his qualifications and make a profit for military merits." If you really go to the battlefield to fight, I'm afraid it's not as good as some new soldiers. ”

"It's just that this person's identity is a little special, and his leading boss is General Carlo. ”

After a pause, Viscount Mordo continued: "At the same time, he is also the nephew of General Carlo. ”

Hearing this, William's brows suddenly furrowed, and he secretly said trouble in his heart.

The Holy Spirit Empire is heavy on military force and light on literature, and the status of magicians, fighters, and imperial military personnel is much higher than that of Wenchen.

This is also something that can be understood. In this world where humans and orcs, elves and dragons, dwarves and monsters coexist, once a race war breaks out, it is natural to rely on powerful soldiers to charge into battle.

And according to William's knowledge, the generals canonized by the entire Holy Spirit Empire can now be counted in one slap, and General Carlo is one of them.

General Carlo is not the kind of cat or dog that can be sent away at will.

And the smashing of the tavern tonight is also full of strangeness. William still believed his tavern staff, he didn't have to lie, even if he did, he couldn't hide it.

William didn't say a word, silently pondered, and sorted out the whole thing that happened tonight again.

Why did General Carlo's own nephew bring people to the tavern to deliberately make trouble?

Did General Carlo's nephew do it himself, or did General Carlo benefit from it?

The most important thing is, how should you deal with this sensitive matter?

As his contemplation deepened, William felt more and more that the problem was a little tricky.

He didn't want to stay in the Lord's Mansion to continue arguing, but instead took Crean and said goodbye to Viscount Modo, and refused Viscount Modo's fake send-off, and walked out of the Lord's Mansion.

The originally lively streets, but during this period of time, because the army has withdrawn from the border one after another, it has become clear and cold, and there are many fewer pedestrians on the road, as if martial law has arrested fugitives.

"Master William, it's so late, why don't you come to my house to rest. Crean then suggested.

He was originally a thief, and he was actually in a group of gangsters in some uninhabited abandoned and dilapidated houses in Wildfire Town.

However, since being appreciated and reused by William, Crean became rich, and he bought a mansion in Wildfire Town, and his standard of living improved.

Faced with Crean's kindness, William refused: "You can go back." I'm afraid I can't hide this matter, and I have to go back to Sunset Town and discuss it with my father tomorrow morning. ”

"Then I'll send it to Master William. Crean insisted.

William shook his head, at a fork in the road, parting ways with Crean.

Two hours later, William rode back to Sunset Town overnight on a fast horse.

Inside the castle, William passed by Baron Bazado's study, only to see that the lights were still on.

Seeing this scene, William beckoned, summoned the maid waiting at the door of the study, and asked in a low voice, "It's so late, and my father is still on official business?"

The maid nodded, and also whispered back, "Young Master William, is there anything wrong?" ”

William opened his mouth, but didn't speak.

Forget it, I'm afraid that my father, Baron Bazado, won't be of much help in this matter, and it will be worried to say it. It's better to hide it for as long as you can, and it's best to solve it as soon as possible in private.

"I don't have to bother my father, I don't have anything to do. ”

William waved his hand at the maid and returned to his bedroom.

This night, lying on the soft and comfortable bed, William tossed and turned, and his mind was full of thoughts about what had happened today.

The next day, when the sky was dark, William rolled over from the bed with a pair of faint dark circles under his eyes.

Dressing, washing. After arranging his collar in front of the bronze mirror, wearing a round black high hat, and hurriedly drinking a glass of milk, and holding a few slices of sliced bread in his hand, William rode away in a hurry.