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The chaotic footsteps of "Da Da" are too numerous to be loud.

"What's going on?" the housewife poked her head out of her door, it was early in the morning, and many people who had just returned from the vegetable market were carrying all kinds of fruits and vegetables in rattan baskets.

"Where did the voice come from?" asked the neighbor's wife, who was carrying a vegetable basket on the side of the road, but the other person also shook her head, indicating that she did not know.

The answer appeared in the next moment, and at the end of the road there was a vast crowd of residents and mercenaries with farm tools and weapons piled up in a haphazard pile, and it was obvious that they were heading for the Duke's Palace.

"Is it going to rebel? The housewife covered her mouth with a look of fear, but then she made eye contact with someone familiar in the crowd.

"Yo! dear. Her husband, who had gone to the market in the morning to sell his own rattan baskets, greeted her with a scimitar used to chop wood. "Y-are you going to me off!" scolded, the staggering housewife, who almost fainted, while her husband shouted as he walked forward in a crowd.

"It's all right! I'm with the sheriff—"

The sound was gone, and the mighty procession still hadn't all passed. There were only a few real warriors in the team of four or five hundred people. The male civilians in their regular clothes with farm tools were the most noisy of them all, and the ranks snowballed as they continued to be joined by people running in the alleys along the road

"Knock, knock. The crisp sound of wood hitting the stones sounded rhythmically, and after a minute or so the procession passed, Viga, the sheriff with a cane and gray sideburns, slowly walked up, accompanied by several people.

The inhabitants who had not joined them looked at them in amazement, and the whole procession came straight to the door of the Duke's Palace.

"What do you want to do!" the gate of the front yard was tightly closed, and the two elite soldiers in half-body armor at the door leveled the spears in their hands and scolded loudly.

"Please come out and give us an account!" shouted one of the inhabitants. The others followed suit and repeated loudly with their weapons raised in their hands.

"Please come out and give us an explanation!"

"Please come out and give us an explanation!"

The words of more than six hundred people shook the earth, and the two elite soldiers hesitated because of this momentum, and they leveled their spears and began to slowly retreat. The residents remained confrontational and did not move forward, the two looked at each other, and then one of them nodded.

"I'll go and inform Your Excellency, Steward. With that, he opened the small wooden door above the gate and slipped inside, locking it from the inside with a "click". The remaining elite soldier swallowed. Even if there were only four or five green-badged mercenaries in it, the rest were ordinary civilians, and the weapons were only scythes and axes, and the number of hundreds of people was definitely not something he could handle alone.

"Please come out and give us an explanation!"

The inhabitants shouted loudly as they raised their weapons in unison, and the sound of footsteps and metal clashing in the mansion was heard, followed by a dull "click-clatter".

The heavy wooden gate was slowly opened, and nearly a hundred elite soldiers in full armor walked out, led by Medlow, who wore full-body plate armor and held helmets under his armpits.

"What are you doing here!" reprimanded the chief knight, and the men behind him ran to the sides in orderly steps, and then leveled their spears in unison. The glowing of cold metal weapons and heavily armed soldiers made the residents of the front row subconsciously take a step back, and many of them stepped on the feet of their companions behind them, and most of the residents of the Kingdom of Crane wore leather sandals to keep them cool. Therefore, it hurts to step on it, and some people immediately scream and scold.

The first reaction of the person who was stepped on was to push the other party away, and the push of the person behind caused the person in the front row to stumble and almost didn't hit the spear.

The confusion quickly spread from the front row of the formation of more than six hundred people to the center and rear, and the words that had been neatly shouted for an explanation from the Duke just a moment ago had been replaced by shouts and curses.

Bustling like a vegetable market, hundreds of Monroe residents pushed and shoved each other, while swearing words in various Monroe dialects rang out incessantly.

Some people in the last row who didn't know the situation probed their heads to see what was going on in front of them, and many people in the middle tried to persuade peace, while people in the front row were beating and scolding each other without giving in.

"......" Medlo's face was as cold as water, and less than five minutes had passed, and the civilians in front of him began to fight. There was fine sweat on his forehead. The inhabitants arrived early one morning training time, which is why he arrived so quickly with his well-armed soldiers. But what are they doing here?

interrupted his important training and forced him to take time to deal with it, such a farce like a monkey show?

The corners of the knight's eyes began to jump, and those who knew him well understood that this was a sign that he was about to be angry, but everything soon took a new turn.

"Give-me-peace-quiet!"

A loud roar came from behind the residents, and most of the hundreds of people in the chaos stopped scolding each other and looked backwards. The few remaining were quickly stopped, and within ten seconds everything was silent again.

"Knock, knock, knock, knock. ”

"......," Medlo pursed his lips, and the crowd split into two sides, and the man on crutches staggered slowly.

Next to him stood two other members of the security post, as well as three mercenaries who had a relationship with each other.

"Sure enough, you're behind it. What's the point of doing this kind of useless work? Medlow said in a cold tone, while Vega shrugged, "Who kept me from letting go, maybe it would be better to look forward, but who knows." ”

Vega sighed: "Some people just can't let go easily. ”

"Dwelling on the past is the behavior of the weak...... You don't have much left to live. Wouldn't it be nice to keep a low profile and spend the rest of your time? Medlow's tone was still somewhat emotional, and after he finished speaking at Vega, he turned his gaze to the clerk of the sheriff's office next to him.

"Franco, you too, want to mess around with this guy for as long as you want. Standing together, the two of them found that their temperament was like carved out of a mold, younger than Medlo, and the clerk Franco, who was twelve or thirteen years old, said calmly: "Until the real murderer who killed my sister is punished." ”

He said, "Dear brother. ”

"......" the corners of Medlo's eyes twitched. The look on his face looked like he was going to be angry but didn't know what to do, and finally just clenched his armored fist and released it.

"You ...... Idiot. The chief knight waved his hand, and the elite guards of Duke Monroe's mansion took a step forward.

"Ahh

"What if you bring so many people. These rabbles alone could not make any waves, and the army of several thousand men in the city of Monroe was assembled, and all those present were to be executed along with their relatives and friends for the crime of rebellion. Hiding the lower half of his face behind his neck armor, he glanced around with sharp eyes, and at the same time pulled out the armed sword at his waist, Medlo said loudly.

His words caused the already disunited residents to start to talk to each other, and many even flinched.

"Heh, we're not here to rebel. Aggressive loyal dog, let's ask your master to come out and speak first. Vegapi, whose face was covered with stubble, said with a non-smiling smile, and Medlo's expression became even colder. But it was at this moment that another voice sounded behind him.

"Find the Duke. But what's the matter?"

It was a woman's voice, and although her voice was steady, there was not the slightest hint of tenderness. If I have to describe it, it is polite, but it reveals a kind of indifference that rejects people from thousands of miles away.

--As if this courtesy was merely due to her own noble upbringing and no respect for the person she was talking to, the owner of the voice opened her mouth and everyone present understood her identity.

The sound is like the person.

Brown hair. Women in their early thirties wore black off-the-shoulder dresses with layers below the skirt made of precious and delicate gauze, which looked gorgeous and heavy, but was actually quite breathable.

On her feet are delicate sandals of the same color as her clothes, although they are of the same type as those worn by the locals. But the sophistication is far beyond the capacity of civilians.

"If you have something to do with the duke, it doesn't hurt to tell me. "The woman who was very useful for nostrils to see signs of people was obviously the wife of the Duke of Monroe, and she just walked over like this, followed by four or five maids, and it was still early morning, and the sun had not yet come out, but there was also a maid who held an umbrella for her the whole time.

The act of raising her hands and holding the umbrella was tiring, but the maid with her head bowed was just calm and humble like the others next to her, and Medlo bowed to the Duchess, while the other elite soldiers put away their spears because of her arrival.

"Madame, please go back, it will be dangerous here. The chief knight spoke, and the Duchess waved her hand calmly.

"This is my husband's territory, this is the door of my house, and there is no safer place under heaven than my soldiers and faithful knights, and before me my husband's people. Calmly she took a step forward past Medlow, then calmly looked straight at Vega.

"Sir has been in good health lately, what is the matter with coming to the house today?"

Still the same politeness that rejects people from thousands of miles away, the Duchess said to the sheriff. Vega saluted with his cane, and then said, "Sir or something is not for a long time, I came here today to disturb, and I want Mrs. Law to do me a favor." ”

The sheriff's tone was calm, but the next sentence made waves.

"Please come out and give an explanation for the fact that he has privately promoted mercenaries to carry out sabotage activities in the city for the past six months. Vega's one-on-one showdown made Medlo's face change instantly, and the Duchess only raised an eyebrow, but before she could speak, the sheriff dropped another, larger bomb.

"And!"

"Our Monroe security post suspects that little Oscar? Your Excellency Monroe is the notorious serial murderer 'Magician', and I ask Madame to cooperate with the investigation and hand over your son!"

"Wow!"

The sound of ear-to-ear exchange rang out in an instant, and the residents of Monroe who had come together looked at each other, they had not expected such a direct showdown with the sheriff. Many people were blue and wanted to escape, but they hesitated because they were afraid that they would be chased and killed by the elite soldiers if they turned around and ran away.

“...... You're slandering your lord, lord...... Scholar. The delicate face was painted with bright red lips, and the words were spat out through gritted teeth: "Do you want to rebel, Vega Danderik!"

The Duchess raised her voice and scolded the sheriff, while the middle-aged man with gray sideburns and stubble and crutches smiled slightly.

He reached out and touched it in his arms for a moment, then pulled out a delicate piece of papyrus.

The golden ink had been removed, and the Duchess's face changed slightly when she noticed this detail.

"The Monroe Sheriff, Vega Danderick, is appointed as the head of the Monroe Branch of the Special Investigation Team of the Royal Family's Guard, and has all the powers to investigate in Monroe, and—"

"Just report to the royal family of Crane. Vega said this word by word, the smile on the corner of his mouth could not be concealed no matter what, the elite soldiers and residents of the Monroe family behind him were in chaos, Medlow's face was a little tangled, and the Duchess was blue for a while and white for a while-

She clenched her hand, lifted it up and put it down with a blushing face.

"Okay...... Sir. ”

"Shhh

She quickly readjusted her mind, and Vega frowned—not something the sheriff expected—and the Duchess regained her calm and polite tone, and spoke.

"That's fine, but it's okay to ask the duke's eldest son to help with the investigation. ”

"If you want to convict him on suspicion, find some strong evidence. A disdainful smile tugged at the Duchess's lips, and she turned away from her.

"Ah...... Whew......"

"How I feel like things are getting more complicated. Vega smiled wryly and shook his head on his forehead, and Medlow glanced at him before turning around and walking back with his elite soldiers.

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