Chapter 25 The Worried Sheriff

"Very good! Take the body away and deal with the traces in the room." Hamilton nodded.

"Human skin mask?"

"Wanted order?"

"Scarface?"

Ryan was a little confused at first when he heard a series of keywords, but then he was shocked and obviously a little scared. He didn't expect that these two people were the gangsters on the wanted order. It was really a bit of luck that he could kill these two people!

Scarface was deceived by his thin appearance and acting skills, while the black beard was obsessed with sex and threw himself on Anna.

As long as the other party is a little vigilant, under normal circumstances, he might be overturned by any of them!

But why does the name Scarface look so familiar?

That's right! It's that guy, worth a full five imperial gold coins!

Ryan's eyes lit up, and he instantly remembered the reward amount on the wanted order for the gangster nicknamed Scarface.

So, he can also receive a generous reward.

Also, shouldn't the black beard that Scarface calls the boss be more valuable?

Ryan was delighted.

"Lord Hamilton, this bounty..."

"Want the bounty? Come to the town's administrative office tomorrow to find me!" Hamilton looked at Ryan with a half-smile, then turned and left.

Ryan always felt that there was something hidden in the other's eyes, and it might not be so easy to collect the bounty tomorrow.

The night watchmen quickly carried the bodies in the room and at the door out, and simply dealt with the bloodstains, but at this time, the room was still filled with a strong smell of blood.

After all, two people had just died here.

Ryan looked at Anna, who was still trembling. Obviously, this place was not suitable for her to live for the time being.

He thought about it with great distress, and it seemed that he had no choice but to let Anna live in his own home first.

"Anna, please don't mention what happened tonight to my parents and Mint, okay?" Ryan squatted down, looking at Anna's big eyes that were still a little frightened and said softly.

Anna didn't say anything, but nodded instinctively.

That's enough.

Ryan gently picked up the girl who was already a little limp and returned to his own home next door.

Perhaps because Ryan was guarding her, the girl fell asleep in the second half of the night, with tears on her long eyelashes.

Although the whole thing had been resolved and he was very tired, Ryan couldn't fall asleep all of a sudden. The scene of the murder and the hideous expressions of the two people before they died were like a slide show, playing in his mind.

Suddenly, Ryan remembered that there seemed to be a prompt in the system before, but until now, he had not had time to look at it.

He opened it and saw:

[You have experienced a battle, militia professional experience +121]

[You have experienced a battle, militia professional experience +129]

[Your skill basic swordsmanship has been improved, experience +34]

Hiss!

The militia professional level has been improved so much?

Ryan looked at the militia lv3 (328/500) on the panel, which had more than half of the experience, and was stunned.

It seems that dangerous actual combat is the best way to increase experience!

Although there was a girl sleeping in the same room with him, the atmosphere was not at all flirtatious.

Looking at Anna, who was curled up and looked extremely insecure from her sleeping posture, Ryan could not arouse any desire for this pitiful but resolute and optimistic weak girl.

Talking about women?

Obviously, Miss Claire, who had a pair of elastic long legs and a curvy figure, was more attractive to Ryan!

The next morning, Ryan took Anna downstairs to eat breakfast in front of his parents' astonished eyes. Only Mint looked happy.

"Father, Anna's family had a stranger knocking on the door yesterday. I thought of the recent missing child case, so I took Anna over. Recently, let Anna live with us for a while." Ryan told the story with a mixture of truth and falsehood.

Old Ryan looked at Anna, who was eating with her head down and looked shy, and said with a smile: "Okay, it's a bargain for you, you little brat!"

"Ryan, you have to be nice to Anna!" The mother smiled and said bluntly.

This immediately made Anna blush, and her head almost fell on the table!

"Mom, our relationship is not what you think!" Ryan touched his forehead helplessly and said.

"Isn't it? Then let me ask you, did you rest in the same room with that person yesterday?" It seemed that considering that Anna was next to her, the mother didn't want to say it more directly.

"That's because Anna is scared." Ryan explained weakly.

At this time, old Ryan interrupted, with a slightly serious expression, "Ryan, as a man, you have to learn to take responsibility! Anna is a good girl, you can't let her down."

OK! That's it!

The misunderstanding is big!

However, facing the teachings of his parents, Ryan can only listen honestly now, and wait for a chance to tell the two the truth in the future.

After breakfast, Ryan fled to the administrative hall in the town. After the guard at the door informed, a guard took Ryan to Hamilton's office.

As the sheriff of the town, Hamilton's status is second only to the governor.

In a way, because he controls the security team and the night watch, from the perspective of maintaining regional stability, the sheriff of a region is a more important role than the governor.

"Dongdongdong!" The guard knocked on the door.

"Come in!" A deep and deep voice sounded.

The guard pushed open the door, and Ryan walked into the room and saw Hamilton, dressed in a noble hunting suit, sitting behind a mahogany desk in the room, flipping through some documents.

Hamilton looked up and said, "Ryan, please sit down first. I'm looking at a file. Wait a minute!"

Ryan nodded, pulled out a chair and sat down, then looked around.

This was a clean office with windows and about 40 to 50 square meters. There were several soft suede chairs and coffee tables in the central area, and some bookshelves around.

There was a mahogany desk against the wall, which was where Hamilton was at the moment. There was a pile of parchment scrolls on the desk, which seemed to be some files.

Before Ryan finished looking around the room, Hamilton put down the parchment scroll in his hand, looked at Ryan, and said with a smile: "Ryan, you have grown faster than I expected."

"Are you interested in joining the Night Watch to help me? You see, these files are all unfinished cases, left by that idiot Kuzma!"

"I'm seriously short of manpower recently! It should be said that the security environment in the entire Mayster County is not very good right now. The day before yesterday, three miners disappeared in the Elim Mine in the southwest of Shimmering Gold Town. It is said that unidentified creatures appeared in the gold mine, and only blood was found at the scene."

"Also, just yesterday, my guards came to report that they found traces of evil fin fishmen in the northwest of the town, upstream of the Glimmering Lake, the water source of our Shimmering Gold Town. You know, these disgusting guys will seriously pollute the water! But I don't have enough manpower to drive them away now."

Hamilton pointed to the pile of parchment scrolls on the mahogany desk and said a little angrily.

"Kuzma?" Ryan had heard of this name before. The pseudo-second-generations mentioned it in their casual chat. It was the last sheriff of Goldshire, who seemed to have left a lot of bad debts for the new Lord Hamilton to deal with.

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(End of this chapter)