Chapter 73: Viscount Barbers Response (1/2)

Chapter 73: Viscount Barber’s Response

The rain had let up

But, the wind grew stronger

After Gerald’s corpse beca Annan’s rain-drenched hair a littlehis hair back down

Although Annan felt that it ht be cool to transform his hairstyle to a swept-back hairstyle at thisahead of hi?”

Annan took a sudden pause He could vaguely hear the noise co from outside the wall

Annan raised his voice and asked, “Where does this rain come from?”

At the same time, he patted Salvatore on the shoulder and aze

Salvatore was not a fool

The young wizard with short brown hair and heavy eye bags quickly reacted He pro hammer and put it in his pocket, unnoticed

Loud noises soon came from outside the crowd It was accoathering from all directions

“Is Lord Geraint still inside?”

Someone shouted outside, “Is he trapped!”

It was a tallon his chest He appeared to be forty years old His sideburns hite There were some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but he still appeared in good spirits

A pistol in a larger size hung to his waist, and a stainless steel long sas hung on the other side This strange weapon combination attracted the players’ eyes

Behind hi people dressed as public security bureaus They carried strange-shaped oil lamps in their hands, which looked like vertical barrel-shaped lanterns, but the flaht of the flarease paper and turned into a warm yellow

“No, we are…”

“Yes, we are……”

“hello, here…”

The players had no idea how to respond Several players talked at the saroup in a mess However, thethe door Hence, when the new group of people caroup pushed them back All of a sudden, the narrow doorway became a mess

At this moment, Annan’s voice came from inside It was clear and immature, but majestic:

“I am Don Juan Geraint Who are you?”

Annan added, “Let them in”

The human wall formed by the players dispersed to both sides without hesitation The few players who spoke to the opposing ed man just now left the man’s side

Such orderly ed men and the police officers behind him to be taken aback

When he saw Annan’s face, he couldn’t help but be shocked for a moment

It was because Annan’s eyelashes wet by rain, coupled with his icy blue pupils, anic ave others the illusion of being cold, alienated, and indifferent

But this was an illusion

The ed aze, and body language to guess that Annan was a solid and gentle person who followed the law but was not cowardly

This deduction ca cases

He quickly reacted, saluted Annan in a standard s, dear feudal lord My na”