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Joanna's figure disappeared at the end of the stairs, but the girl's smile still lingered in Albert's mind. The girl is so beautiful, and Albert is in her youth, it is inevitable that she will be a little excited. Of course, that's all. Albert calmed down the deer that was jumping around in his chest, reluctantly retracted his gaze, and at the same time put away his unrealistic fantasies. He knew very well that a beautiful and excellent girl like Joanna could only be worthy of the heirs of the prince and heroes.

After a while, Byron returned home.

Led by Albert, Byron and twenty soldiers arrived at Achill's quarters.

"What do you want to do? This is a private residence. Seeing the guards in front of the door, Achill did not show a hint of panic.

"You guys are going to die when you guys are brought here?" Archer couldn't help but be a little terrified when he saw Albert mixed in with the soldiers. He said in a deep voice, "If Sir Sycamore is frightened, you will all be doomed." ”

Albert walked up to Achill and smiled, "We're here for you." ”

"Don't come here!" Archer subconsciously stepped back and yelled hysterically: "You damn death row prisoner, a pig and dog who is not as good as a master, you are not qualified to talk to me." ”

"Do you want to be beaten?" Albert said in a deep voice.

Judge Byron stepped forward and patted Albert on the shoulder and smiled lightly: "You are not a law enforcement officer, let me talk to Achill." ”

Albert stared at Archel and stepped aside.

"Servant Achill, I need to search your home. Byron's smile didn't change.

"This is my home, it's private territory, and you don't have the right to search it. Achill snorted coldly, a look of nervousness flashing in his eyes, he believed that Albert had been to his house. Archer pondered in his mind what was missing, he didn't believe that Albert would be so reckless and come here without any evidence.

The sheriff stepped forward, took out a piece of parchment from his pocket, handed it to Achill, and said with a blank face, "This is a search warrant, is it okay now?"

"I don't know how to read, how do you know if it's true. Achill threw the parchment on the ground.

"Hehe, it looks like you really don't want us in. Byron picked up the parchment and dusted it off. Seeing Achill's fierce reaction, he had roughly believed Albert's words. Byron and the sheriff glanced at each other, then looked at Albert, and said nonchalantly: "I'm going to take the guards to walk elsewhere, you stay here, don't run around." If you dare to fight, I will sentence you to one more death sentence. ”

Then Byron turned and left.

"Wait. When Achill heard this, he hurriedly grabbed Byron's arm and sneered: "I'm just joking, you can just search." ”

Achill wasn't stupid, and certainly understood what Byron meant. If Albert were left alone here, the result would be that he would be beaten badly, and nothing would change anything. When Byron returns, he will still go in and search. An additional death sentence of 100 death sentences will result in only one death.

"Thank you. Byron said with a smirk, waving his hand and motioning for the guards to go in and search.

Albert shook his head, slightly disappointed.

Following Albert's orders, the guards quickly searched for the "Elementary Demon Pattern Matrix Catalog".

"Archer, where's the title page of the book?" Byron asked.

"I tore it off, can't I?" said Archer, glaring and arrogant. He thought he was really missing something, and it turned out that Albert had found the book.

"Albert, is this the proof?" Byron handed the book to Albert, "There is nothing special about this book except that the title page has been torn off. ”

"What if I add this?" Albert pulled the blood-stained title page out of his trouser pocket.

"What is this?" Byron frowned.

"The title page, the title page of the book. Albert said, pointing the title page to the torn part. "This is what the murderer left me to blame. He told Byron.

"Your lies are so clumsy. Achill scoffed, "And a piece of black paper doesn't prove anything at all." ”

"Is there any other evidence?" Byron looked at Albert.

"Of course, Mr. Judge, we'll see. Albert shrugged and began to inject magic into the book in his hand.

A few seconds passed, and a faint glow lit up on the side of the book.

He turned his shiny sideways gaze at Byron and smiled, "Mr. Judge, do you know Mulet's handwriting?"

"Yes, I visited him. Byron nodded, looked at the words that appeared in the ghostly light, and couldn't help but exclaim, "This is Muller's signature!"

"In order to prevent theft, Daddy Mulair left his signature with a 'colorless magic potion'. Albert looked at Achill: "Do you still want to deny the murderer of Muller's father?"

"What crime do I confess to? Just because of this broken book, you want to frame me for murder?" Archer's face was as usual, but he regretted it in his heart, and he wanted to slap himself a few times, but he didn't think that this broken book had another mystery. But it has come to this point, it is useless for him to regret it, and now he can only deny it to the end. After making up his mind, Achill said in a deep voice: "I have always admired Murel, so I wrote his name, is it also illegal?"

"Achill, three minutes ago you said you couldn't read. Byron said in a deep voice.

"I'm doing what I wrote! Nothing else, get out of here, I need to rest now. Achill yelled in annoyance.

"I'm afraid you're going to have to go to death row. The sheriff walked up to Achill and said righteously: "Achill, you are suspected of murder, and I will arrest you according to the law." ”

"What are you?" Archill scolded, puffing out his chest. "I am a noble servant samurai, and if you want to capture me, you must ask Sir Sycamore's permission. He pointed at the sheriff and sneered.

"Achill is right, you have to ask for my permission. ”

A deep voice came, and people looked back to see a slightly chubby middle-aged man walking slowly with his hands in his hands.

"Good morning, Your Excellency. Achill said happily as if he had seen a savior. The others saluted, except for Albert, who was gloomy.

"Well, looks like you're in trouble. Sir Sycamore looked at Albert, but the words were addressed to Achill.

"Your Excellency, these people have wronged me and are trying to arrest me. Achill said indignantly: "They are offending you and challenging the dignity of the nobility. ”

"I've seen it all. Sir Sycamore nodded, looked around, and smiled, "Would you like to hear my opinion?"

"Listen up, and ask the mayor to show me. Byron replied, frowning.

"Achill, you are a very competent servant samurai, and I have always admired your abilities. Sir Sycamore cast an approving glance at Achill, much to the latter's delight. But then, Sir Sycamore changed his words: "But I have heard of what you have done, and to be honest, I am disappointed. After a pause, he sighed, "Go with the sheriff, in Dawning Town, as long as you don't break the law, I guarantee that you will be safe and sound." ”

"I was wronged!" said Achill as he threw himself in front of Sir Sycamore.

Just when everyone thought he wanted to kowtow and beg for mercy, Achill rose to his feet and slammed his hand into Sir Sycamore's neck. He turned around and said to Byron and the others, "If you don't want him to die, just get out of the way." ”

Everyone, including dozens of onlookers, stepped back, a little apprehensive. If a nobleman dies, everyone in the town is to blame.

"Don't do anything stupid, Achill, murdering a nobleman is a capital offense. Sir Sycamore reassured.

"Fuck you for a capital offense, shut up for me, and I'll kill you if you talk nonsense. Achill shouted angrily and slapped Sir Sycamore.

Achill retreated out of town with Sir Sycamore in tow, and the guards followed closely all the way, but they didn't dare to get too close, always maintaining a distance of at least ten meters.

Avoiding Archer's gaze, Albert crept to a rooftop.

"Achill, it's time to pay off your debts. He stared at Achill with red eyes that seemed to be dancing with flames.

Albert spread the magic power around, locked on to Achill thirty meters away, and began to chant in a pretend. Even though there's no one here, it's better to be cautious just in case.

A fist-sized fireball erupted, dragging a long tail of flame like a meteor, and struck Archer in the face with extreme precision.

"Ahh

The scorching flames burned mercilessly across Achill's face, making a 'clang' sound. If he didn't have the vitality to resist the flames, he would have died. However, the three-star vitality is slightly difficult to resist the three-star dragon flame, and it can only ensure that the inside of Achill's body is not harmed. He frantically slapped his face in an attempt to extinguish the flames, but every time he let go of his hand, the flames rekindled. Even if you cover your face with your hands, the flames will burn through the gaps between your fingers.

The soldiers rushed up and saved Sir Sycamore.

By the time the flames were extinguished, Achill was dying, and his face was inhuman.

The flames burned through his hair, and his skin was not spared, revealing charred tendons, and even bones could be faintly seen in a few places.

"How can there be a magician?" everyone was a little surprised, and they all looked up in the direction where the fireball came from, and at the top of a two-story building, they saw a slightly emaciated red-haired boy in prison uniform.

"It's him!" the people looked at each other, a little incredulous.

Albert jumped off the roof and walked towards Achill, oblivious to the strange gaze around him.

"Thank you, kid. Sir Sycamore approving, "I didn't expect that there was a magician hiding in Dawning Town, and he was so young. ”

"Your Excellency, it is my pleasure to help you. Albert paused and replied politely. "I hope you're not frightened. He bowed slightly.