The sheriff was very excited. "Why did you attack the Kingdom's envoy?"
He was actually very happy, because this time not only did he actually exert some effort - his clothes and pants were covered with dried mud - but he was also seen by Hitzfeld.
The most frightening thing about this kind of thing is that no one sees it. He feels that many of the problems he was worried about before are no longer problems after this.
"Because someone ordered them to do so."
Hitzfeld walked over and said something that made the kneeling soldier turn pale.
"Order? Why do you want to give such an order?"
Not only Sheriff Dabe, but everyone else, including Belmullen, was confused.
Could it be Lieutenant Colonel Kabu?
He anticipated that they would come here today, so he asked people to remove the roadblocks?
This doesn't make sense... Hitzfeld obviously came here on a whim. She was originally planning to go to -
and many more?
Where was she originally planning to go???
It was as if lightning had struck through Sheriff Dabei's heart. He suddenly shook and got goose bumps all over his body.
"Angus." Hitzfeld ignored them. "Look the way we came."
"I think they will be here soon."
The way you came?
Everyone was stunned again.
Will anyone else come here?
At this moment, there was an obvious sound of a car engine roaring from behind.
The noise was so loud and harsh that it sounded as if the driver was planning to drive the car directly into the checkpoint and knock away all obstacles in front of him.
Gradually, the distance got closer...they all saw clearly that it was a convoy.
The convoy was led by a luxurious sedan that rushed forward. Every car in the convoy was a luxury car. It raised a cloud of dust along the way, and from the faint sound of horse hooves, it seemed that there was a cavalry unit behind.
"boom!!!"
The car at the front of the line continued to move forward with unabated momentum. Even though the driver could see another convoy blocking the way ahead, he still stepped on the accelerator and continued to accelerate.
At this point, even the dumbest person can see the problem.
Obviously, the so-called order should be issued for this team.
Considering the order issued by Earl Xie Yang not long ago...it is not difficult to guess the identity of this team.
"Clang!!!"
A loud bang brought their attention back to reality.
That was Belmaren - he rushed forward like a tank, raising his hammer again and again, and the oncoming car flew into the air, drew a spiral trajectory in the air, and fell into the mine with a rumble.
The noise was so loud that the convoy behind was affected. Starting from the second car, they braked slamming, which led to a series of rear-end collisions.
After the chaos finally died down, the doors of the carriages opened one by one, and more than a dozen people got out.
Some of them wore black dresses, colorful ties, hats, and trekking poles, while others were obviously women of the family, wearing lady dresses and ladies' dresses, including the elderly and children.
A whole family...
The corner of Sheriff Dabe's mouth twitched. He had already seen Rudy Kerkinson in the dress queue. Although he had never done anything for this guy, the police station had received bribes. Seeing this guy leading people towards here, he inexplicably lacked confidence.
"Good day, count."
A thin man with a mustache and a goatee walked up and stopped a few meters away from Belmaren, looking at Hitzfeld standing behind him with a gloomy look.
"Since you are here, I think you must know who I am. So I won't waste any more words..."
The man sighed and took out a notebook and a pen from his pocket.
The book is a checkbook, and the pen has a metallic luster.
Even when he was asking for peace, his movements were so calm and composed, as if he was not the one whose last escape route was blocked, and his actions at this moment were actually giving alms.
"How much do you want?"
As he was about to write, Rudy Kilkinson raised his head again.
"How about five million Sera?"
"This money can provide you with a few nice properties in any city, and hire a group of servants."
"If you want, they can be replaced with fruit farms in Talignan. We can help you with all the concealment and tax avoidance."
Hitzfeld just stared at him, unmoved.
"Six million? Or seven million?"
The man wrote and turned the pages, his brows furrowed.
"I'd actually be happy to give you more... but you have to know that this is not just my company after all. I have a brother who owns more shares than I do."
"We also welcome you to join us as a shareholder. As long as you give your nod, seven million Sera will enter the company as shares... I promise that everyone will welcome your joining. From now on, you will become the uncrowned king of Xixinna and Manion, and everything in this land will submit to you."
I have to admit that his tone was too charming. Even Sheriff Dabe and his men were terrified when they heard it - that was seven million Sera!
If an ordinary police officer does not generate income and only relies on salary, how long will it take for him to earn so much money?
Based on an annual salary of about 160 years, that would mean you have to endure for 44000 years!
No one can remain indifferent to this amount of money! Sheriff Dabe looked at Hitzfeld nervously, and at the same time felt a strong fear in his heart.
Perhaps agreeing to this number would not mean much to Count Xiyang.
But after the deal was done.
that is……
Is this really something they can listen to and walk away alive?
"Oh!"
Hitzfeld sighed.
"I want to know what to do with these people after we reach a cooperation."
"Clean it up, of course."
Hearing her say this, Rudy Kerkinson felt relieved and his expression unconsciously became proud.
"After all, the Earl took the largest share... Is it not too much to ask for him to contribute to his own interests?"
Ruined.
Listening to the two people talking, Sheriff Dabei's heart was sinking deeper and deeper into the abyss.
He couldn't help but think of the summary he heard from his prison guard friend - even this golden knight named Belmaren was no match for Count Xieyang. If she wanted to, who here could stop her?
Fear made him tremble, and he wanted to try to raise his pistol to aim at someone, but the lesson learned from the previous soldier flashed before his eyes - he was afraid that if he did so, the gun would disintegrate in his hand before he could aim at anyone, and his head would be pierced with a big hole by some mysterious influence.
He looked up at Belmaren, wondering why the Lord Knight was also indifferent at this moment.
"Rudi? Why are you taking so long?"
At this moment, several women came over pushing a wheelchair. The old woman on the wheelchair stared at Hitzfeld with dissatisfaction.
"Didn't you promise to take the money?"
"You have to do the job if you pay me!"
"You are a lord from the capital, you can't be like those low-level mastiffs and just use inability as an excuse... You want us to trust you!"
"I'll take care of this matter--"
Rudy Kerkinson also looked a little frowned, and signaled with his eyes to those people to push the old lady back.
He really didn't like being caught by his family when he was talking about serious matters. It would make him feel that a certain side of himself was exposed to his wife and children, and he would feel morally guilty.
"Mr. Culkinson."
Hitzfeld suddenly spoke.
"count?"
"That is to say, does your family know what you have been doing?"
"Of course." The man said in a very natural tone, "This is not something I want to hide... I have always believed that humans are very smart animals. Control and restriction alone cannot make a relationship last. Only interests - only by using this chain to bind everyone together can they become permanent."
"Didn't they have any objection to what you did?"
"I am curious about why the Earl thinks so." He raised his eyebrows, "...What is there to object to?"
"That is to say, they did not raise any objections."
"Yes."
"They are enjoying it all with peace of mind."
"Yes."
"Then I understand."
What do you unserstand?
Luddy-Kinson was a little shocked and angry. It was not until this moment that he suddenly realized that the Countess might not intend to cooperate with him. In this case, her questions were too offensive. It was no less than smearing the harshest and most filthy things on him. He couldn't help but want to get angry.
But he didn't stand a chance.
His thoughts suddenly froze - he felt something cold going into his left ear and out of his right ear, his head felt dizzy and hot, and he fell straight down with a spinning sensation.
"Rudi!???"
"You bitch—what have you done!???"
Ignoring the chatter of those mediocre people, Hitzfeld turned around, walked straight towards the open car door.
There was a sound of metal collision and scraping behind him. If nothing unexpected happened, it should be that Belmalen used his armor to block the bullets.
"Have they all been killed?"
Just as she was about to step in, the old knight's voice came.
"……It's up to you."
The girl paused slightly.
She actually has a lot to say and a lot of feelings she wants to express.
But she said nothing in the end, and all of it turned into a sigh, accompanied by a compromise with killing.
She knew she had no right to stop Belmaren.
Any reasons, any excuses...are too pale in the face of the suffering this land has endured over the years.
She was not qualified to forgive on behalf of others, nor was she qualified to show mercy at this time.
Declare war?
Do not……
He threw his body back onto the soft cushion, listening to the gunshots and shouts coming from outside. When he opened his eyes again, there was only determination in his single blue eye.
I was not the first to declare war.
If anyone is heartbroken because of what I did, I'm sorry...
You deserve it.
Chapter 37: The Man Who Sold His Soul (Two in One)
Just as Belmalen started killing people according to his own wishes, in the administrative building, Xia Yibing was just awakened from a nap.
She felt that her consciousness had just entered the gray flower fog again. The thick fog made it difficult to see the scene, and only some pale white halos were shining and flickering in the distance. She tried to cut through these bizarre scenes with a knife but failed. She realized that this might be a dream, and then she quickly got out of that state.
"Have you rested?" When she looked up, she saw the dead fish eyes of the Blood Crystal Crow. The silly bird held a note in its mouth and put it on her face very rudely. "Now that you have rested, go and do your business. There is a crazy person who wants to see you."
Acting crazy and stupid...Who?
Picking up the note suspiciously, Xia Yibing squinted her eyes and looked at it carefully, and was surprised to find that the signature was actually Colonel Bilis.
