Tonight, the city lord's mansion was brightly lit, and the woven crowded the hall, and the nobles surrounded each other in groups, waiting for the appearance of the main lord.

"Sir, you can't let those outsiders be so arrogant anymore." Someone said this.

"Sir, look at the blow we have suffered this week. No one can sleep well at all." Someone complained like this.

"Sir, the judge is on the road of doing whatever he wants. Please stop him!" Someone expressed his anger in this way.

But all this is not a big problem for Lynch. For people at his level, the arrival of the judge is an information that has long been known. The gods showed great concern about the fall of the world. Lynch also heard about the war reports from Lanxia Island. Hundreds of thousands of foreigners died in battle. These brave outer plane warriors prevented a very terrible deterioration. If it weren't for them, perhaps most of the Ash had now fallen under the evil god's military front.

"Enough, I have my own responsibilities. This time the judge carries the will of the gods, which is different from the past." Lynch did not have much malice to these things. After all, they have their lives, but Lynch did not want to participate in the matter of the judge. After all, this judge carries the will of the gods, and the Duke of the Guardian and at least two grand dukes took care of him. Lynch had no confidence in singing a stage play with the kitten.

"But sir, they have been doing destruction all over the past week. The two noble families have been destroyed for this. Old Morin just wanted to ask for a love affair for his illegitimate child, and the whole family was hung on the gallows." Lynch's finance officer, young Mrs. Philey, said: "It's so terrible. Our lives are completely unsecured. The judge can take our lives at almost any time."

"But he hasn't killed you yet. I know you are afraid of him, but has he killed innocent people?" Lynch asked, "The Mapoli family has produced an evil god believer. Although Vasef is a little innocent, a crime of misunderstanding is doomed. As for Old Morin... the owner of the rat nest is actually his illegitimate son. Don't you think the Valorin family where Old Morin is located is dead?"

To be honest, when it comes to Old Morin's matter, Lynch also wants to thank the judge. His actions helped Lynch solve a big problem. Old Morin's daughter married one of the four great masters. If it were Lynch himself, he would probably not be able to take action at all, but the judge from the outsider was different. He would never be vague in his actions. Just as he said he would kill the whole family, dozens of people from Old Morin's family were hung on the gallows. The speed of action was really amazing.

I'm afraid the situation here will take time to spread. Lynch even knew that someone had already informed him, but why should I stop it? Lynch could take advantage of this opportunity to confirm how reliable the background of this judge is.

After all, as an indigenous, I don’t know much about the situation on the side of the countrymen. Lynch knows that some people have surprising backgrounds. For example, the girls who came with the judge that day, one of them had a black girl with a long head that was wrapped in a cotton bag, which was seventy-sixth-slightly similar to the paintings passed down by the Lynch family. And judging from the name "long-lasting", this is also a real princess among the countrymen. The territory owned by her family is calculated in tens of thousands of units in the main plane. Since such a terrible girl is willing to stand behind the judge, she must not be his wife, and she definitely has a lot to do with. Since she was rescued by another countrymen a few months ago, Lynch has begun to pay attention to these people. At least, Lynch wants to know why the benefactor saved him.

"But sir, he can kill the Valorin clan himself, and maybe he can kill any of us present tomorrow." The bald man, who was more disproportionate in size, seemed a bit alarmist, but Lynch was not moved: "If you have always performed well and have not had many problems, I think it would not have fallen to that point."

Lynch decided not to interfere in this matter, and there was no problem with the guys under his command. Anyway, for Lynch, he was a city lord who was willing to maintain the status quo. Of course, if the matter came to an end, Lynch would not mind using these "troubled" heads to comfort the judge of the outsider... I hope he could understand more.

But then again, are these guys' heads... enough?

With such questions, Lynch heard the footsteps of his old housekeeper. The old housekeeper was wearing boots with special structures. A little secret of the Lynch family. As a member of the family, Lynch learned to confirm the person he came from a young age through this sound.

"The judge's convoy had passed the gate of the noble district five minutes ago. Master, I think you should go out and welcome the judge and his lovers." The old butler said next to him.

"Of course, the judge's eyes are so sharp. As mortals, we should respect them." The old housekeeper said this and closed his mouth, so Lynch smiled and nodded. He looked at everyone around him: "Everyone, let's go with me to welcome the judge. At least, we should respect the judge who has chosen for us by the gods."

"It's a lawsuit against the dead, right?" someone muttered.

"Accuse the dead is gentler than him." Someone refuted this.

Of course, no one will really not keep up with the team. After all, Qiren is the city lord, and what they want to welcome is, just as the city lord said, the judge chosen by the gods for mortals.

Such beings, if they have tangible evidence, will not only not deviate from the chaotic camp, but will instead gain a lot of deviation from the kind and orderly camp. Such beings can be called "a walking gallows" and "a walking god of death in the mortal world".

It's so terrible and so dangerous, but unfortunately, it's been a long time since the last judge appeared, and many people have forgotten their name.

Watching the leading team composed of the prairie Elf Paladin and the Kitten Saint Host riding the Heavenly Tiger enter the sight, watching the carriage carrying the judge and his lovers approaching, and watching the judge helping his female companions get out of the carriage, Lynch smiled and walked forward: "Welcome, Judge, the dinner that you and your lover will be held brightly."

"Sorry, there is a little trouble on the road, but this is a gift for you." After the judge said that, he walked to the back of the carriage, and then a string of heads was thrown under the steps.

Lynch saw three werewolf heads, and two were half-elf-like.

"Assaulting the inquisitor's convoy in the street, such an act must be liquidated, so I need everyone to answer me very honestly." A lie of detection spread from the feet of the black girl: "Tell me, who among you know their identity and who cast a bargaining chip called gold for their death."

It seems...it's even more unexpected than I imagined.

Who is giving anyone a warning?
Chapter completed!