Chapter 3： Martyrdom (2/2)
”Well, stealing people's things and dare to play horizontally?” A half-white old man jumped out from the middle of the big man.
”Who I stole someone?” Han Jin asked.
”My!” The old man spread his hand and had a red ball in his hand.
Han Jin turned his eyes to Steigenberg, and Steelberg struggled to scream: ”Young master, this old thing is intentional! I went to him...” Just yelled here, a big man slaps around In the face of Steelberg, he hit the following words hard.
Han Jin looked in his eyes and hated it, but he could do nothing. He said coldly to the old man: ”How do you know that Steelberg has stolen your things?”
”He took the magic crystal to sell to me, and I saw it at a glance!” The old man said sarcastically: ”Master Raphael, you said that the magic crystal is handed over to Steelberg, to your present Situation... Hey, can you really come up with the magic crystal?”
”Steelberg stole your things, then went back and sold them to you? Is there such a stupid person?” Han Jin shook his head: ”It’s okay to be a pig. It’s wrong to not treat others as pigs. ”
”You...” The old man was very surprised. The people in the town knew that Raphael had been destitute for a few years. At the beginning, everyone was still a bit scrupulous because of his identity, but as time went on, he was increasingly not taking Lafite. I was a nobleman, and I didn’t even treat him as a man. Why is Rafael’s courage so big today? If you don’t understand it, you still have to find a way to recover it. The old man shouted to Sfanti: ”Svanti, this kid is a hard-nosed man, grab him and torture him, I don't believe he is not honest!”
”Good idea.” Han Jin sneered: ”First let me suffer. When the referee is involved, it is time for someone else to be sinned, but no matter who we are guilty, no one will find you, right?” The referee is a place that specifically decides the crimes of aristocracy. Even if he really steals things, the people in the town have no right to convict him. Even if the mayor does not, he must go to the referee in the city and torture the nobility. Crime is much more serious than stealing!
The old man rounded his eyes and couldn't speak for a long time. In his impression, Raphael was a helpless fool. Who knows that Rafael today has changed another person, not only understands the truth, I also know how to provoke separation.
”Don't be too much.” There was a snoring voice outside the field saying: ”Because a magic crystal has made people look like this, now we still have to arrest people?”
”Who? Who was talking about it?” Svanti, who was unable to step down, shouted, his eyes turned to the crowd: ”Take the old man...”
The crowd slammed open, not voluntarily, but was forcibly pushed away. A majestic man like a mountain walked in slowly. His figure was taller than everyone present, and his shoulders were still squatting. A scary sword, even more surprising, the giant sword does not have a scabbard, just a few loops of grass rope, most of the blade is exposed, there are still black traces on the blade, God knows that Is it human blood? Although he walked slowly, but the momentum forced people to breathe, Svanti suddenly closed his mouth because he did not dare to shout again.
”You... are you a mercenary??” The old man laughed.
”Crap, didn't you see the badge?” The big man said with no anger.
”Oh... can you ask, which mercenary group are you?”
”Want to climb the friendship or want to retaliate in the future?” The big man suddenly grabbed the old man's hand, the old man screamed, the magic crystal in his hand rolled to the ground, then the big man slammed, the old man stumbled Seven or eight steps, the slammed down to the ground, and the big man bent over to pick up the magic crystal.
Is this not a rush? But the people around me are silent, including the copy of Svanti, who is responsible for law and order. Mercenaries, soldiers who can be hired, live on the edge of life and death all the year round, and people who mix this line are not easy to provoke. The mercenary is limited by restrictions. A place can't be mixed. If you can't change a place, ordinary people can't.
”Look what?” The big man said coldly: ”This magic crystal is not mine, not yours!” After the big man put the giant sword on the ground, his right hand was in the waist, in the palm of his hand. More than a dozen red beads are exactly the same as the magic crystal in the left hand.
”I understand? These magic crystals belong to my employer.” The big man said in a sardonic tone: ”As for these two people, I promise that they have not stolen. Now you still have problems? Nothing can roll!”
The Sheriff Swandy listened to the other person being hired by the people in the town, and he was daring. He wanted to play a few words. Who knows that the other person’s tone is getting more and more mad, and he is getting more and more faceless. His face is constantly changing. In the end, the weak side took the upper hand, and waved his hand and took away with his own person.
”A group of unseen villagers.” The big man spit out his saliva and strode out to the field. He saw the loyalty just because of sympathy, because under the specific conditions to understand the origin of the magic crystal, in fact, in his eyes, the same master servant The two are not as good as those in the country. He is not in the mood to talk to Han Jin.