It was getting dark, Stillberg hadn't come back, Han Jin felt that he couldn't waste time, and Suo began to close his eyes and breathe, who knew that he had just settled down, and a noise came from far and near, in his direction.

Han Jin had to open his eyes, there were about a dozen men opposite, each wearing a long sword around their waists, the leather armor they were wearing was very rough, it looked like they had directly dug a hole in the animal skin and put it on their heads, so it was inferred that the long sword on their waists should be all the way.

However, these people were obviously a group, and they were carrying weapons, and Han Jin slowly stood up against the broken wall, and he saw that the other party's target was himself.

The leader was a middle-aged man of about forty, with a dark face and a very strong figure, and behind him, two men dragged a bloodstained person, as if feeling Han Jin's gaze, the person who was dragged groaned and struggled to raise his head, Han Jin's eyelids jumped suddenly, Stillberg?!

In the memories received, Stillberg's surname is very dirty, of course, Raphael is not much better, and the reason why the mayor of Ladong Town, Mehana, can't get along with them is because Stillberg climbed the wall of other people's houses in the middle of the night and wanted to peek at other people's little girls, but people were caught and almost beaten to death.

Could it be that Stillberg is in trouble again? Han Jin couldn't help frowning.

"Ha, Master Raphael, long time no see. The middle-aged man at the head shouted.

Although the middle-aged man's tone was very ordinary, and the expression on his face was also very upright, Han Jin could clearly feel a thick contempt.

"What's going on?!" Han Jin asked.

"You can't blame me, Young Master Raphael, this piece of garbage dares to steal something!" The middle-aged man grabbed Stillberg's hair and dragged Stillberg over extremely rudely: "Haha, I don't know what this guy thinks, just steal it, he even took out the stolen magic crystal and sold it, and the result was ...... By the way, Young Master Raphael, this guy said that you gave him something? Do you say something, is it?" The middle-aged man deliberately approached Han Jin, his eyes glared at the boss, and he looked like he was menacing, and he had the taste of arresting Han Jin and torturing him.

Han Jin was silent, it wasn't that he was afraid of things, but that the memories he received were too messy, and he needed to sort them out before making a decision.

"I see. Seeing that Han Jin had been firmly suppressed in terms of momentum, the middle-aged man said with a smile: "This guy must be biting people indiscriminately, how can a person as upright as Young Master Raphael be in the same league as a thief, a few of you, bring people back, and then have a good trial." ”

Several big men grabbed Stillberg, but Stillberg didn't cry or shout indiscriminately, he just stared at Han Jin with a desperate look.

"The magic crystal was given to him by me, which dog of yours saw us stealing?" Han Jin said coldly.

As soon as Han Jin's words came out, the field immediately became quiet, whether it was the big men with weapons or the crowd of onlookers, they all became stunned, even the middle-aged man stayed there, and shouted in a tone of disbelief: "You...... What do you say??"

"I'm asking you, which of your dogs saw us stealing?"

"Look for death!" The middle-aged man jumped like thunder, pulled out his long sword with his backhand and roared angrily: "Call you a few young masters, do you really think you are a young master? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu killed you here?!"

"Oh. Han Jin replied in disregard.

The middle-aged man became more and more annoyed, and took a step forward, and the long sword was raised above his head, and he was about to slash down.

Han Jin's face was full of light clouds, and at this moment, he still had the leisure to assess what kind of flaws in the other party's starting style.

Screams were heard from the crowd of onlookers, and the town of Ladong was a relatively quiet place where people lived relatively peacefully, and such scenes were rarely seen.

The inferior long sword hovered in mid-air, less than half a foot away from Han Jin's head, but it couldn't fall any further.

Han Jin smiled, every world has its own rules, Raphael is a baron, a member of the privileged class, don't look at him now that he has no money and no power, he lives like a beggar, but his identity has not changed, even if he kills a commoner, he will be punished in front of everyone, let alone kill a nobleman. What's more, there is no indissolvable hatred between the two, Raphael's memory tells him that this middle-aged man is the sheriff of the town, his name is Svanti, and it is entirely because the mayor of the town, Mehana, hates Raphael's master and servant, so he works hard to rectify people, and he will never want to die with Raphael.

"Okay, how dare you steal other people's things?" an old man with half-white hair jumped out from among the big men.

"Whose stuff did I steal?" Han Jin asked rhetorically.

"Mine!" the old man spread out his hand, and there was a fiery red bead in his palm.

Han Jin turned his gaze to Stillberg, and Stillberg struggled to shout: "Young Master, this old thing is deliberate! I'll go to him......" As soon as he shouted here, a big man next to him slapped Stillberg in the face, and slapped the following words back.

Han Jin saw it in his eyes and hated it in his heart, but he couldn't do anything about it, and said coldly to the old man, "How do you know that Stillberg stole your things?"

"He brought the magic crystal to me to sell, and I saw it at a glance!" The old man said sarcastically: "Young Master Raphael, you said that the magic crystal was given to Stillberg by you, with your current situation...... Hehe, can you really take out the magic crystal?"

"Stillberg stole your stuff and then went back and sold it to you?Is there such a stupid person?" Han Jin shook his head: "It doesn't matter if you're a pig, it's wrong that you shouldn't treat others as pigs." ”

"You ......" The old man was very surprised, everyone in the town knew that Raphael had been poor for several years, and everyone had some scruples about his identity at first, but as time went by, Raphael was less and less regarded as a nobleman, and finally even did not treat him as a person, why is Raphael so bold today?

"Good idea. Han Jin sneered: "Let me suffer first, and when the inquisition intervenes, it will be the turn of others to be punished, but no matter which of us is guilty, no one will find you, right?" Han Jin said that the inquisition is a place dedicated to adjudicating the crimes of nobles, even if he really steals, the people in the town have no right to convict him, even if he is the mayor of the town, he must go to the inquisition in the city, and torture the nobles without authorization, the crime is much more serious than stealing!

The old man's eyes widened, and he couldn't speak for a long time, in his impression, Raphael was a hopeless fool, who knew that today's Raphael has changed into a different person, not only understands things, but also knows how to sow discord.

"Don't go too far. There was an urn outside the venue and a voice said, "Because a piece of magic crystal beat people like this, and now you have to arrest people?"

"Who? Who was talking nonsense just now?" shouted Svanti, who was worried that he couldn't get off the stage, his eyes turned to the crowd of onlookers: "Stand ...... Lao Tzu"

The crowd rushed away with an uproar, not voluntarily, but forcibly pushed away, and a majestic man like a mountain walked in slowly, his figure was taller than everyone present, and he also carried a terrifying giant sword on his shoulder, what was even more surprising was that the giant sword did not have a scabbard, but just tied a few circles of straw rope casually, most of the blades were exposed, and there were still black marks on the blades, God knows if it was human blood. Although he walked slowly, his momentum was overwhelming, and Svanti suddenly closed his mouth because he didn't dare to shout anymore.

"You...... Are you a mercenary??" said the old man, laughing.

"Nonsense, don't you see the badge?" said the big man angrily.

"Huh...... May you ask which mercenary group you belong to?"

"Do you want to make friends or do you want to take revenge on me in the future?" The big man suddenly grabbed the old man's hand, the old man screamed in pain, and the magic crystal in his palm rolled down to the ground, and then the big man shook it hard, and the old man staggered back seven or eight steps, and fell to the ground with a pop, and the big man bent down to pick up the magic crystal.

But the people around him were silent, including Svanti, who was in charge of law and order. Mercenaries, warriors who can be hired, live on the edge of life and death all year round, and most people in this line of work are not easy to mess with. And the restrictions on mercenaries are very limited, they can't mix in one place, it's a big deal to change places, ordinary people can't.

"What are you looking at?" the big man said coldly: "This magic crystal is not mine, nor is it yours!" After speaking, the big man stuck the giant sword on the ground, and took his right hand around his waist, and there were more than a dozen fiery red beads in his palm, which were exactly the same as the magic crystal in his left hand.

"Understood? These crystals belong to my employer. The big man said in a sarcastic tone: "As for these two men, I guarantee that they did not steal, and now you still have any problems?

When the sheriff heard that the other party had been hired by the people in the town, he was bold, and he wanted to say a few official words, but who knew that the other party's tone was becoming more and more arrogant and faceless, and his face kept changing, and finally the cowardly side prevailed, waved his hand, and withdrew with his own people in a gloomy manner.

"A bunch of uninformed hillbillies. The big man spat out his saliva and strode towards the sidelines, seeing righteousness and courage just because of sympathy, because he knew the origin of the magic crystal under certain conditions, in fact, in his eyes, the beggar-like master and servant were not as good as those hillbillies, and he was not in the mood to talk to Han Jin at all.

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