The rain is getting quieter.

And the wind is strong -

After Gerald's corpse was transformed into a nightmare, an inexplicable gust of wind blew through, blowing Annan's rain-soaked hair a little messy.

He squinted his eyes and reached out to slowly press his hair down.

Although Annan felt that it might be cool for him to suddenly pull his hair back into a big back at this time...... But it's clear that now is not the time to "stand on top of me".

"What's wrong?"

His movements paused suddenly, and he faintly heard a commotion coming from outside the human wall.

Annan raised his voice and asked, "It's raining so hard...... Who's coming? ”

At the same time, he gently patted Salvatore on the shoulder, gesturing him with his gaze.

Salvatore is also clearly not stupid.

The young wizard with short brown hair and heavy bags under his eyes reacted quickly, and took two steps forward to pick up the unremarkable-looking hammer and quietly put it in his pocket.

Soon there was a noise from outside the crowd, accompanied by chaotic footsteps and bright yellow lights, gathering from all directions.

"Is Master Geraint still in there?"

Someone shouted outside, "Is he trapped!" ”

It was a tall man in leather armor with several medals on his chest. He looked to be in his mid-forties, his sideburns were still a little gray, and some wrinkles could be seen in the corners of his eyes, but he was still in good spirits.

He has a huge-looking pistol pinned to his waist and a steel sword hanging from the other side - this strange weapon configuration is clearly appealing to the player's idea.

Behind him was a platoon of young men dressed as vigilantes. They carried a strangely shaped oil lamp, which looked like a lantern in the shape of a vertical barrel, but the flame in it was green, and the light of the fire was reflected through the thin oiled paper, and it turned a warm yellow.

"No, we're ......"

"Yes, we ......"

"Hello, ...... here"

The players didn't know how to respond, and several people spoke to the person at the same time, only to be in a mess. But more people are subconsciously reluctant to get out of the way, so when they squeeze over, they are not afraid to go back. All of a sudden, the narrow doorway was in chaos.

At this moment, Annan's voice came from inside, clear, immature but majestic:

"I'm Don Juan Gellant. Who are you? ”

Annan added: "Let them in. ”

The human wall formed by the players did not hesitate to spread out to both sides obediently until this time, and the few players who had spoken to the middle-aged man before also left his side without hesitation.

Such an order prohibiting it obviously made the middle-aged man and the police officers behind him stunned for a moment.

And the moment he saw Annan's face, he couldn't help but be shocked by him for a moment-

It's just that Annan's rain-soaked eyelashes, combined with his ice-blue pupils, make him feel closer to inorganics. It's like a doll with two jewel eyes...... It gives the illusion of feeling cold, alienated and bland.

But this is clearly a delusion.

The middle-aged man only needs to judge from Annan's subtle expression, gaze and body language that this is a strong and gentle person who abides by order but is not cowardly.

This is his experience in adjudicating cases for many years.

He quickly reacted, saluted Annan standardly, and said respectfully:

"Hello, Honorable Lord. My name is Ferdinand and I'm the Deputy Chief of Police in Fort Rose. ”

"You now know that I'm your lord?"

Annan chuckled: "But when I entered the city before, you didn't say that. ”

When he entered Roseburg before, he also tried to show his noble token to prove that it was the lord's convoy. But the young guards guarding the city gate only admitted the first half - they did respectfully escort Annan and his party all the way to the street with the standard of hospitality to the nobles, but did not recognize Annan as their lord.

He did not answer when he asked about the internal situation of Roseburg, and even levied a city fee from Annam according to the standard of ordinary nobles.

When Salvatore rebuked him, the man was confused but sure that "I had never heard of a lord coming" and "no one knew about it."

After that, Annan quickly stopped Salvatore, who wanted to get angry, and paid into the city with a gentle attitude.

Of course, Annan, who was denied his identity, was mild...... There is no conflict with the two things that Salvatore seems to have nothing to do with the matter, but wants to get angry.

After all, this entrance fee was also paid by Kaizisa.

And Annan could see that the man really didn't know about it.

He should have been a target pushed out by the Viscount. If Annan gets angry at him, he will be fooled.

And Deputy Police Commissioner Ferdinand was so accountable by Annan is not surprised.

Obviously, he also came prepared.

As soon as Annan's words ended, Sergeant Ferdinand immediately responded, "I'm so sorry, my lord. The gatekeeper today is a newcomer......"

For some reason, when he heard this, several players around him couldn't help but laugh. This made Superintendent Verdinand's heart sink.

But he quickly adjusted back, and added without changing his face:

“…… The boy's father had died in the war, so everyone was too accommodating to him, and he developed a habit of being a little lazy. But my lord, I assure you, his heart must be good...... It's not a deliberate attempt to embarrass you. And I also brought all the entrance fees you paid. If you want it now, we'll give it back to you right away—"

It's kind of interesting.

Annan raised his eyebrows slightly.

If this uncle came up and threw all the pots on the young doorman, Annan would have a chance to take the opportunity to get angry and blame them instead. But Ferdinand played the emotional card when he came up, and also hinted at Viscount Barb's battlefield background, and the unity, stability and harmony within Roseburg, but it made Annan have nowhere to start for a while.

However, if this was a plan set by Viscount Barb, then he did not take Annan lightly. At least as an adult nobleman who can understand human speech...... In terms of his pride, this is already a lot of respect for Annan.

So Annan was also smart and did not pick up.

He just smiled and asked, "I think you're here to put out the fire, right?"

"I didn't expect the firefighting efficiency of the Roseburg Guards to be so timely - then you should go in and put out the fire, it won't be good if the fire spreads."

Annan put his hands behind his back and made a clear and melodious voice.

Seeing that Annan was so composed, Ferdinand also had a headache.

The one who said yes and was more troublesome was Salvatore......

This little lord is so troublesome, how shrewd is that Salvatore...... Should I say that he is worthy of being the son of the Black Tower?

Ferdinand pondered for a long time, but still planned to be on the safe side, not to follow Annan's rhythm, but to act according to the script he had received at the beginning:

"You guys go in and help put out the fire!"

Deputy Sergeant Ferdinand commanded.

The officers behind him responded and rushed in...... Tentative firefighting began.

Where can water extinguish the black fire? But when they come here, they can't do nothing.

Even if you're busy, it's good to be a backdrop. It's better than following Ferdinand and poking there as a streetlight......

After the officers left, the lights near the doorway quickly dimmed.

In the darkness, the middle-aged deputy sergeant leaned in and whispered to Annan: "Lord Viscount, I want me to thank you. ”

He said...... Thanks to you, he was able to free himself from the mind control of that dastardly dark wizard. ”

Ferdinand said without changing his face.