They all call me master

Chapter 12 Simple answer! (Please read~Please collect~)

The sound rang in the medium's small hall, passed through the long and narrow corridor, and fell into the ears of Sheriff Lauck.

The sergeant stopped and turned around. The other person's face was solemn and bathed in the bright sunlight, and his eyes were like hawks looking at Arthur, who was shrouded in shadow in the small hall deep in the corridor, but was smiling.

Brightness and darkness intertwined as the two looked at each other.

Seriousness and smile collide.

I don't know when, a breeze full of moisture blew to Nanlos and entered Kirk Street. The breeze filled with the unique salty smell of sea water lifted the skirt of the police chief's clothes and blew past the scarlet hanging. After the painting, he lifted the ends of Arthur's hair again, as if a ball of blood bloomed between the two of them.

"Do you have anything else?"

Sheriff Lauck said coldly.

Arthur didn't answer immediately, and the young psychic looked like he was listening.

Seeing this scene, reporter Scott's eyes lit up.

"Psychic!"

he exclaimed.

But he immediately realized something was wrong and immediately covered his mouth.

But this sound has already spread to the ears of everyone present.

Fontel and Wiggins, who were hired, looked at Arthur with horror in their eyes, but there was also a trace of uncontrollable curiosity.

Malinda Julius Caesar was completely attracted by Arthur at this moment.

The lady's beautiful blue eyes were full of inquiry.

Only Lauke, who had been staring at Arthur, was different.

The sergeant's eyes flashed with coldness, his stiff face was no longer just serious, but more of an inexplicable coldness, and his words were extremely rude.

"You liar from the Kratos family, what are you trying to do?"

Arthur still turned a deaf ear.

He listened intently, sometimes nodding and sometimes frowning.

Finally, there was a sigh.

"So that's it!"

A trace of sadness and sympathy appeared on Arthur's face, his voice became deeper, and he asked beside him: "Do you want me to help you?"

"But……

Well, as you wish! "

Saying these words, Arthur stood up, walked to the bookshelf on the side, took out the Ouija board from the side of the bookshelf, and placed it on the desk.

Since the Ouija Board is rectangular, when it was placed on the desk, the firecracker previously placed on the table was placed by Arthur from the position at hand to the top of the desk, farther away from Arthur, and the rectangular Ouija Board The board is considered a parallel.

This Ouija board is completely made of wood. It is not small in area, but it is only less than one centimeter thick. If it weren't for the ten numbers '0-9', basic letters, and 'yes' and 'no' written on it, Two answers are like a thin piece of wood.

The complete set of Ouija boards, apart from the Ouija board itself, also has a matching triangular ‘small board’.

The Ouija board was placed flat on the desk, and the small board was placed on top of the Ouija board. Arthur sat behind the desk, looked at the Ouija board, and murmured softly——

"The eternal monster, the successor of the rebellious bloodline, the founder of Ragnarok, the fearer of the northern gods, the ruler of the Blade of Chaos, the owner of the Leviathan Ax, Kratos..."

This is a spell made up by old Charlie, and it is not a complete one. Initially, it only had the basic words "Eternal Monster" and "Twilight of the Gods".

Naturally, the starting point is to make the name 'Kratos' more famous and better set off the family business.

And what about Arthur?

After inheriting the memory of the predecessor, I feel that words like 'eternal monster' and 'Twilight of the Gods' are too monotonous.

So, he added some ‘prefixes’ based on the two.

Judging from the current situation, the effect is naturally excellent.

The three Scotts were completely shocked by such prayers. Surprise appeared on Malinda Julius Caesar's face for the first time, and then her eyes became more inquisitive.

As for Sheriff Lauck, he seemed to be keeping a sneer, but his neck was twisting unnaturally.

Then, the uneasiness reached its extreme.

because--

squeak!

With a slightly harsh friction sound, the small board placed on the Ouija board moved.

There are no rules, extremely wild movements.

And Arthur seemed to be affected, his whole body was trembling.

"Stop!"

"I'm here to help you!"

Arthur, who had always been gentle, turned harsh at this moment, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

[Intimidate] in the skill bar begins to flash and take effect.

Everyone was startled. When they came to their senses, the small board had already stopped running around and was once again placed quietly in the middle of the Ouija board.

It was as if everything just now was an illusion.

But everyone knows that it is definitely not an illusion.

Subconsciously, the people who had gathered since the beginning first looked at the small board on the Ouija board, and then gradually focused on Arthur.

Under the gaze of everyone, Arthur spoke.

"Tell us, who are you?"

As soon as Arthur finished speaking, the small board on the Ouija board moved again.

Letters are connected one after another.

One name after another was read out by onlookers.

"Mailun, Acker, Joels, Mir, Bruno..."

One name after another rang out from Scott's mouth, who bent his head to avoid missing anything.

Fontel and Wiggins, two witnesses invited by Doculer, gasped instantly.

Because they know these names.

These names were all people who had been killed by the 'axe murderer', and they had all seen them in the newspapers.

And just now Scott even said the word 'psychic'.

Could it be?

A guess appeared in the minds of the two of them.

Sir Arthur Kratos is using his psychic powers to chase the murderer!

The young reporter Scott looked at Arthur with great anticipation.

Ms. Caesar and Sheriff Lauck stared at Arthur without blinking.

Especially the latter, his palm unconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword.

"Although you have already told me just now, I need you to tell everyone here again, why are you here?"

Squeak, squeak.

The little board slides across the Ouija board again.

Every time it slides, there will be a harsh sound.

But everyone present, whether they were reporters, rich kids, people from the street, a lady with extraordinary wealth, or the police chief, all ignored this voice. Their eyes followed the movement of the small board. Wundt This rich man, like Scott before, read out word for word——

"For revenge!"

"To expose our murderer!"

"he is……"

"That's enough! Stop this boring trick!"

Sheriff Lauck yelled, interrupting Fonter's words.

This impolite interruption immediately aroused Vonter's disgust, and the rich man retorted.

"Chief Lauck, are you being too rude?"

"Or……

What is your connection to ‘The Ax Murderer’? "

Vonter's words were extremely unkind.

Don't look at the fact that the police are called "blue devils" and "those with a hobby of killing". These are just the majority of powerless civilians. In the eyes of the rich and powerful, these so-called "blue devils" have a hobby. The killer' is just a 'blue dog' or a 'good hound'.

At any time, there is always a privileged class.

And in South Los Angeles or even the entire East Coast?

It's just more obvious.

Sheriff Lauck ignored it. Firstly, he really did not want to conflict with Fonter, and secondly, because the small board on the Ouija board did not stop.

Amidst the squeaking and squeaking sounds, a name was combined——

Lauke!

Sheriff Lauck!

Suddenly, the entire psychic medium's hall fell into dead silence.