Why do people like light? Because this word has the meaning of hope. I hope that everything is beautiful today and that I hope that tomorrow will have a happier life.

In the dark night, not many people will really like it, and people will instinctively deal with it by falling asleep.

This sleepless night belonging to Rock and Yag has really turned into a nightmare for those with ulterior motives.

Miral was not calm this night, and the sound of fighting continued until dawn, which caused unrestrained disaster for those who wanted to sleep, and they accompanied Rock through a long night.

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone on the town of Miral, it had an extra gift, a faint smell of blood filled the streets, and some swordsmen fell to the ground in a row, which was called an extra gift.

Death is not a rare thing, but like last night, all those who died were powerful swordsmen, which was a bit incredible.

If you look closely at the wounds of these swordsmen, you will be surprised to find that their wounds are almost the same, all at the neck. It can be imagined that the person who attacks is powerful and will kill these swordsmen with one blow.

When people start to move, panic is inevitable. If it were before, the people from the town hall would definitely appear at the first time, but they have been hired to go to Morpheus City.

The law enforcement officers who replaced them have not yet appeared. Soon, some civilians discovered the key clues. Among the dead swordsmen, there were people from the law enforcement officers.

"Oh my goodness!"

“Last night was horrible.”

"Yes, I didn't close my eyes all night."

"Who did this? How should these corpses be dealt with?"

"How did I know that even the people in the law enforcement court have told me here."

This incident swept everyone like a storm, panic and fear cannot be avoided, and many civilians spontaneously gathered at Randolph's doorstep.

Their uneasy hearts need the mayor to comfort them, but it seems not easy for them to see Randolph.

In the study, Randolph was in a panic. He had many guests here, and almost all the nobles in the town came. It seemed that everyone present had the matter last night.

"Sir, I'm afraid you'll come forward." Enoch looked tired. As a witness, he personally witnessed the nightmare last night.

"He is a devil, and he must not be allowed to stay in Miral, otherwise it will bring us disaster." said a nobleman in horror.

"Yes, yes, yes, the adults must expel him, he does not belong here."

“Yes, our safety must be guaranteed.”

"I think we should report what's going on here to the lord."

Tatta.

Randolph knocked on the table, calming down the momentum of talking.

"Everyone hasn't gone to bed all night, so do I. I will handle this matter well. Don't worry, if there is nothing else, you can go back and rest."

"grown ups."

"us."

Randolph waved his hand and persuaded, "No need to say anything more, I know everything. Don't worry, the nightmare will pass, I promise."

"Okay, sir, then we won't bother you."

After all the nobles left, Enoch stood up. Instead of leaving immediately, he looked at Randolph quietly, as if he knew that the other party had something to ask.

"How many people are left in the law enforcement court?" Randolph asked.

"Apart from the ones who participated last night, there were only a dozen people left." Enoke replied coldly.

"Troubleshoot those who died, and you have to give me a report."

"Okay, sir, if there is nothing else, I'll leave first."

"Go, remember to bring it to your door."

After Enoke left, Randolph leaned quietly on the chair. He closed his eyes and soon there was a faint snoring sound.

The turmoil on the street has nothing to do with the goblin tavern. There are silver bell-like laughter in the tavern. It seems that Hera is in a good mood today.

"Thank you for your hard work last night. This is the best wine in the store. Please try it."

"Speak first, there is not a single copper plate in my pocket."

"Hehe, don't worry, I won't ask you for what you want, the owner of Black Thorn Manor will pay."

"Haha, then I'm not polite."

Gulu, Gulu, Gulu.

Murdan looked relaxed, and he picked up a unique-shaped jar on the table and poured it into his mouth.

"What a great wine. I haven't drunk such a good wine in many years. If I guess correctly, this is the bar in your hometown."

"Yes, for us, this is the blessing of the goddess of the forest. So, Mr. Knight, do you want something to eat?" Hera asked seriously.

"Call me Murdan, I don't have a medal anymore. If it weren't for bread, milk or something, I would be a little hungry."

"Hehe, of course not, Mr. Murdan, what do you think of the meat sauce noodles?" Hera asked politely.

"very good."

"Hehe, please wait."

After Hera entered the inner room, Murdan took off the blood-stained jacket on his body, and a smile kept hanging on the corner of his mouth.

It is hard to imagine that last night it was this man with a miserable fate that gave Miral a nightmare, and many swordsmen became the souls of his hands. Now, he is sitting here like a person who is fine, drinking quietly.

Murdan just wanted to see Rock soon at this moment, and had a lot of things in his heart to say to the other party, because only he understands himself the best.

In life, there are always some people who will interact with you continuously. This is the so-called fate. We are born from causes and conditions and are also destroyed with the circumstances.

Rock and Murdan seem to have a very close relationship. Rock and Murdan didn't know when he stood at the door, but his eyes kept looking at Murdan.

Last night was not as thrilling as he expected, and it could even be said to be calm. Although he could clearly hear the movement outside, Rock and Yag chose to stay in the ancestral house.

Now that I saw Murdan sitting here, all mysteries were solved. After seeing the abnormalities in the morning, Yag went to Dogs' home first. He needed to tell Martha and the others about the situation to avoid their worries.

"Welcome, the return knight." Rock walked in with a smile.

"Are you satisfied with the gift I gave, Lord Rock?" Murdan stood up and greeted the other party with a smile.

Hearing this title, Rock hesitated for a moment, then reached out to give the other party a hug.

"Murdan, you saved my life, I will remember it forever."

"Sir, you are polite. This is what I should do. Murdan is willing to follow you forever, and his vow will not be broken, and his sword will not be broken." Murdan solemnly swore allegiance.

"I, Rock. Black Thorns accept your allegiance, and may the glory be with you forever, my knight." Rock was excited, and he helped Murdan up with both hands.

"Ha ha."

“Ah haha.”

At the door of the inner room, Hera was holding a plate of meat sauce noodles with a happy smile on her face. She stood quietly without making any noise to disturb her, feeling that this time should be left to them.

"Congratulations to you, Mr. Rock. It seems that I have to prepare a meat sauce noodles." Hera slowly walked over and gave him congratulations.
Chapter completed!