Explosives, firearms, daggers, and other weapons touched Maltz's skin, and immediately the flesh and blood rippled like water.

All the weapons were integrated into Maltz's body.

Immediately—

Satiety arises spontaneously.

but

Still hungry!

Maltz thinks he can still eat a little emperor cannon!

The old sheriff immediately turned his head to look at Wiggins.

"Anything else?

If there is artillery or something, so much the better! ”

With Arthur as the link, the old sheriff was not polite to Wiggins.

"Of course!

In Rat Street, these things—

How much you want! ”

Wiggins said with a smile and turned to go downstairs.

Similarly, it is precisely because Arthur is there, the golden finger of Mouse Street, that he is not afraid of this emotion.

In fact, except for Wiggins, the rest of the people, although they had different expressions, did not have any fear, only surprise, helplessness and thoughtfulness.

Scott, the newspaper editor-in-chief, was simply curious about the changes in the old sheriff.

Helplessly, Heywood, the former black-hearted landlord, felt more and more like a farmer.

No, it's worse than a farmer.

At least the farmer is at most confronted with venomous snakes.

And he?

You'll have to face monsters!

What a real monster!

Firebolt?

Why does it feel the same as a burning stick?

Heywood cried out in his heart.

Thoughtfully, Cook, the priest of the District with a certain family heritage, pondered whether he should ask his father to give him a special training.

Otherwise, in the face of such an emergency, you are always so passive......

It's just so uncomfortable.

He remembers when he was a child, his father said he had a little 'talent'.

It doesn't seem like much, but it should be enough, right?

The old sheriff stood there, and after taking in the expressions of the crowd, he immediately laughed, and while taking the explosives and firecrackles that Wiggins had brought back, and letting them merge into his body, he said—

"Believe in Arthur!

His daily teachings are not untargeted! ”

The old sheriff said.

Suddenly, everyone was stunned.

Arthur's words and deeds on weekdays, of course, they care about them very much, and even deeply engraved in their minds.

But they felt that the old sheriff had something to say.

The old sheriff still smiled, and raised his right hand.

Under the gaze of everyone, the flesh on the right hand began to squirm rapidly, and the five fingers quickly fit, turning into five large-caliber barrels with a hint of metallic luster, and the flesh and blood sticky bullet chain at the forearm was wrapped around it, and one after another blood-colored explosives were filled on the bullet chain.

When the entwined chain was filled, another chain hung down from the lower arm, and the very special explosives continued to fill.

There was no abnormality, and there was no pain.

All changes in the old sheriff are as easy as eating and drinking.

Such an instinctive change made the old sheriff more and more sure that everything in front of him was arranged by Arthur.

Arthur had already discovered this, and would guide him step by step.

"I've just experienced some things that would be absolutely 'nightmares' for ordinary people, but with Arthur's teachings, I passed it easily!

Then, I felt my body fill with energy.

The state has never been better! ”

The old sheriff said truthfully.

None of the people present were stupid, and they immediately understood what the old sheriff meant.

In particular, Heywood, who thought he was inferior to a farmer, was even more excited.

"You're saying that Lord Krados chose us on purpose?"

The former black-hearted landlord knew that he should be calmer and restrain his emotions, but in the face of this change, he really couldn't hold back.

The others also stared at the old sheriff without blinking.

The old sheriff smiled and nodded, and said with great certainty—

"That's right!

I'm sure you'll get what you deserve if you keep Arthur's teachings in mind - and while Arthur won't say it explicitly, I don't think it's a trick on his part, but ......

It has to be done! ”

None of the people present objected to the old sheriff's statement.

Mystery is inevitably full of uncertainty and danger.

Speaking out, it naturally increases this uncertainty and danger.

The best thing to do is to make them feel that it is not simple, and to control the uncertainty and danger within the range.

"It's Arthur, he's already expected everything!"

Scott spoke from the bottom of his heart on behalf of everyone.

Then, the newspaper editor-in-chief gave the old sheriff a thumbs up.

"Now you ...... It's handsome! ”

Scott's words were full of envy.

If he could, he would like to have similar abilities.

I don't know what about his 'talent'?

What kind of abilities will you get?

The young newspaper editor-in-chief couldn't help but look forward to it, and his brain recalled the scenes after he met Arthur.

He not only hopes to find clues from it, but also to make himself remember all this more.

For a greater success rate.

Scott, who was already extremely impressed with Arthur, wanted to imprint Arthur firmly in his soul at this moment.

Others are in a similar situation.

Wiggins, in particular, had a little more devotion in his expression.

For Wiggins, who had a 'lionheart' with Arthur, Arthur had long been the monarch he had followed in his life, and when the groceries were spread, it remained the same in this life - because Arthur helped him achieve what he thought was a hopeless goal in life.

And the rest of my life?

Dedication to Arthur.

Although it involves the idea that Arthur is here, the worry grocery store is there, and the stronger Arthur is, the better he can survive in Rat Street, but the scorching essence has not changed.

Heywood thought of the grandfather clock and the gold ingot.

Cook is even simpler.

The priest thought of his father.

Because, Arthur had asked his father more than once.

The two immediately had some ideas.

Looking at the thoughtful appearance of the others, the old sheriff smiled slightly, he did what he was supposed to do.

The rest, of course, requires their own efforts.

If they don't work hard, even Arthur can't help them.

Of course, he needs to work hard, too!

The old sheriff glanced at the dagger in Cook's hand, which he didn't have in the weapon he had just swallowed, because his instinct told him that if he barely ate it now, he would have indigestion.

Sure enough, as Arthur said, I'm just getting started! ’

Thinking to himself, the old sheriff walked to the side of the window—he hadn't forgotten the promise he had made with his old friend.

And just as the old sheriff looked at the situation outside, a person looked at this place in disbelief, and exclaimed even more in his mouth-

"Daun. Grimm Mechanical Gunpowder Teaching?!

How is this possible?! ”

(End of chapter)