The clouds were blown by the strong wind, causing the weather to become cloudy and bright. When the sun came directly above the continent, it suppressed the changeable weather in the northern realm.

They poured into Johnson City without any hindrance. Mayor Grace Guy rode in front of everyone, and the horses behind him came to him with thunderous hooves. He surveyed this familiar city.

, said in a deep voice: "Go to the police station first."

…

"Are you just expelling them?" Grace Guy dismounted, stood at the deepest part of the guard, looked at the fat face, and said: "Sir, you are an official, the Chief of Security of Johnson City personally appointed by the King of the Kingdom!

What are you afraid of? If you don't want to send messengers to find me in Peace Town tomorrow, you need to find a way to solve it once and for all."

"Mr. Mayor, what do you plan to do?" asked the fat security chief. He was sitting on the chair, his fat squeezed into the gaps of the chair. The chair creaked from time to time. It was obvious that the life of this chair seemed to be very fast.

It was about to end. He sent people to find Chief Amanda, but what he didn't expect was the mayor of Peace Town, who also brought so many well-trained light cavalry. And he was a little unwilling to see this

man……

"There is no need to think about arresting them all." Mayor Grace said, "But it will always be easier and less noticeable to arrest just one person. We can operate at night. All we need is you.

In a word. During the day, we just show off. We can’t show too much hostility, let alone draw out our swords to intimidate them. The crazier they are, the more they will destroy themselves!”

The fat guard sighed: "Grace, this plan is really good. Then you go and try it... But don't blame me for not reminding you that he is an extremely dangerous person. You must know that Johnson City

It is a free city-state that does not belong to any nobles. The dark forces that are not suppressed by the nobles' private armies are extremely terrifying!"

"Just a bastard of the dark forces." Grace said confidently, his eyes shining with a sinister light. After experiencing the battle of Baphomet, he was sure of the strength of the warriors he recruited.

The fat police chief shrugged. "If you want to attack a dark force boss at night, it's like fighting a crocodile in the water. If it were me, I would rather wait until the pond dries up and let the crocodile slowly die of thirst. Gray

Si, I know you have recruited some people with extraordinary martial arts skills. I just watched them.

Any one of them would have a frightening light in his eyes. But this time it was different. My entire security staff had been maimed by those guys, and there were more than thirty security guards lying in various medical centers in the city...

To be honest, I don’t think you want to take risks. Our security staff...may have their spies." The fat police chief said the last words in a low voice. After he finished speaking, he looked uneasily not far away.

The security officer who was organizing the documents glanced at it.

Grace frowned and suddenly growled: "Lonur, if you say that, we are no different from dead people!"

In a fit of rage, Grace actually called the fat man's chief of police by name. He was a small town mayor, only at the same level as the town-level chief of police, and one level lower than the city-level chief of police.

"Don't worry, only the two of us know about that matter." Ronnur was not angry because of Grace's disrespect. "Right now, you just need to help me stabilize the situation and slowly pour dirty water on them."

.”

"I want this matter to end soon." Under her slightly withered hair, Grace's brown eyes looked at the fat police chief suspiciously. "But after this, I hope we never meet again. Guard Amanda

The chief seems to have smelled the smell of rust in the basement of our house. I still haven’t figured out who is behind that guy. What do you think? Mr. Ronnur Chief of Police.”

"You think I want to see you?" Ronnur leaned back, lowered his voice as much as possible, and said in a low voice: "You damn guy even dares to steal the kingdom's armaments and weapons, just steal it, you steal it from me

Johnson City bastard! Grace, please understand, I took your money ten years ago, but that doesn’t mean you can dominate me forever!”

"I just hope you can help me cover it up. There's not much you can do." Grace said, "You have to know that half of the gold coins produced by the Duolon Mountain gold mine have gone into your pocket."

The long sword was placed on the table in front of Ronnur.

Ronnur looked at the iron sword and smiled. "I admit that you are not very courageous, and you are also the cruelest person I have ever seen. I have helped you keep that secret for ten years. I want to know why you trust me."

I?"

"I don't trust you." Grace shook her head slightly, looking at the fat police chief in front of her with dark eyes. "I trust the power of gold coins. As long as the mine exists, the fat on your body will become fatter."

The last lap, the more you give up

I am not allowed to die. What? Do you want to fulfill your duty as chief of police and send me to prison? You have neither a noble backing nor the so-called honor of the kingdom. I spent gold coins on your way out of the peaceful town.

It's piled up! You don't have gold coins, you're just a puddle of fat. To be honest, you're just a lowly scumbag." Grace stared at him closely.

Ronnur avoided his gaze, snorted, and said sarcastically, "Are you qualified to talk to me about your origin? Be careful not to let others know your racial identity. A true scumbag will never see the golden sun!"

"Ha, it seems that I have offended you." Grace leaned over, put her hand lightly on the table, and slowly brought her face close to Ronnuer's fat face, "I'm really sorry...but ah

, Ronnur, you are indeed a scumbag. Sense of honor, sense of responsibility, family affection, friendship, which one do you have? Hum, the answer is really pitiful. The only thing worthy of praise for you is that you chose the right and

By standing together with me, you can live fat and strong until today, so...if you are not stupid, you should know what is best for you. What makes me happy is that you are still willing to lower your head and kiss me so far.

boots! And I hope... you can keep kissing me!"

"Hahaha! Thank you for giving me boots to kiss." Ronnur smiled instead of being angry. He thought for a moment, then pinched his temples with his fat hands full of grease. "Since we are both scum, then you

Can you tell me what exactly you want? Women? Wealth? Land? Or power? You already have almost everything, no less than a small nobleman. I want to know, why do you want to touch the kingdom's armaments and weapons? You want to

Rebellion? Moreover, this is not your first time..."

"Shut up." Grace interrupted him, gently stroking the crescent moon carving on the handle of the iron sword. "You are also a devil, don't expect me to tell you everything. All you need to know is that I want

If you die, you can do it at any time." After Grace said that, regardless of the expression on his fat face, he turned around and strode out, walking towards his light-armored knight.

At this time, the light-armored knights had fed their horses, and after a short rest, they were all in the best mental state.
Chapter completed!