They all call me master

Bourne rushed over the moment Little fell.

When he raised his hand to check and found no breathing, the tall swordsmanship instructor's expression changed.

The swordsmanship students around him were even more confused.

"Coach Little is dead!"

"Call the police! Call the police!"

In the panic, a few students were still calm and ran outside immediately.

The Desi coach ran over and stared at Arthur fiercely.

"What did you do?"

"Why kill Little!"

The voice was high-pitched and full of questions.

In an instant, it attracted the attention of everyone present. Even the female receptionist who just ran from the front looked at Arthur with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

But Arthur, who was watched by everyone, just sighed slightly in his heart.

He was lamenting the good fortune mixed with his bad luck.

It was clear that he was involved in a murder.

This is terrible, but fortunately, his name will once again be known to the people of South Los. Originally, Arthur thought that he would not have extra XP for a long time in the future, at least until the start of the 'Sword Competition' The account arrived, I didn’t expect to encounter it now.

Almost instinctively, Arthur looked at Desi in front of him.

Unlike Bourne and Little, who are strong and young, Desi is at least forty years old. Not only is his head bald, his temples are gray, and there are deep crow's feet at the corners of his eyes.

But at this moment, because the other party was glaring at him, the crow's feet exploded, a bit like a fried chicken.

The other party's eyes and expressions did not hide his anger.

It seems that he was determined to kill Little.

"Tell me why!"

The other party reprimanded angrily again, and held the hilt of the practice sword tightly.

It was as if he wanted to draw his sword and kill him.

And Arthur subconsciously thought: It's too obvious!

The scene where the thief calls out to catch the thief is so common!

Of course, it is not ruled out that the other party was carried away by anger.

Arthur was temporarily unable to determine which situation the other party belonged to, but he knew what he should do.

Raise your hand, use force, and whip hard.

Snapped!

The slap was so powerful that the Desi coach spun around in circles.

"you……"

Snapped!

Coach Desi, who had just stood still, was about to say something again, but was slapped back by Arthur.

Two consecutive slaps knocked the desi coach unconscious.

After seeing Coach Desi standing there blankly, Arthur spoke.

"Calm down?"

Arthur seemed to ask, but did not give the Desi coach a chance to speak at all, and continued: "Although Little and I were having a swordsmanship test just now, we are at least about one meter apart. Our wooden swords How can I kill someone without even touching each other?"

As Arthur spoke, he restored the scene just now to everyone.

He didn't even look at the Desi coach during the whole process, just like he didn't want to explain to the other party just now.

Because Arthur knows very well that once he explains to the other party, it will be entangled.

Whether the other party is a murderer who wants to cover up, or an innocent person who is blinded by anger, he will be pulled into the whirlpool of self-evidence.

Self-certification is not that easy.

He didn't have the determination to cut open his belly and let people see how many bowls of jelly there were.

So, he chose to do it in his own way.

The effect is pretty good.

The students who had recovered from the shock of the dead nodded.

"Yes, that's right."

"Coach Little convulsed and fell to the ground."

"The two of them didn't touch each other just now."

The students began to agree with Arthur's statement.

However, the Desi coach clearly disagreed.

"Hu……"

Snapped!

Arthur, who thought he was not good at words, once again stopped this man's nonsense with action, and looked at Coach Byrne at the side very seriously.

"Coach Bourne, please take this gentleman to the lounge to rest. He has been too stimulated and is not suitable to stay here anymore."

"OK."

Bourne, who has a bit of simplicity in his character, nodded immediately.

When Bourne dragged Desi to the lounge nearby, Arthur, who was not good at words, spoke again.

"As an older swordsman, he is confused when facing the dead. He is not as good as the young man on the side."

The words were neither loud nor low, emphasizing the words "older", "swordsman" and "disordered".

After the young swordsmanship students around heard this, they subconsciously looked at Desi's back.

Desi, who had already reached the lounge, clenched his fists, looking like he wanted to turn around and fight Arthur, but was pulled in by Bourne.

This look confirmed Arthur's statement just now, which disappointed several swordsmen students around him.

Arthur felt a bit pity.

The people in Bourne are so nice.

If Bourne didn't hold him back, he would definitely slap him again.

What's even more pity is that there are too many people here, otherwise, he would kill them directly.

Who makes him a person who is not good at words?

There is no other way but to take more action.

Not far away, Amy looked at Arthur with a lot more brilliance in her eyes.

It didn't mean anything else, it was just that this girl from the countryside of South Los Angeles found Arthur's slap in the face very relieving.

She also wants to learn.

The students around him were much simpler, and they began to guess Arthur's true identity.

Able to defeat Bourne easily.

On the premise that he could face the dead, he slapped Desi three times.

This is definitely not an ordinary person.

Some people think he is a wandering knight with superb swordsmanship, others think he is the son of a big businessman, and some think Arthur should be the heir of a certain noble.

There were many guesses, but no one was right.

until--

"It's you?!"

When Maltz brought two patrol officers to the training ground on the first floor of the 'Joelchok Fencing Club', he saw Arthur at a glance.

Suddenly, the soon-to-retire third-level police officer felt his temples swell.

Maltz, who wanted to enjoy his retirement life happily, absolutely did not want to be associated with a seemingly troublesome figure like Arthur.

Therefore, after I went back yesterday, I quickly classified the 'Murder Case of Evil Spirit Lauke' into the 'Murder Case of Sheriff Laoke' and handed it over to a dedicated person.

And him?

Naturally, I will continue to wait for retirement peacefully.

But who knew, I would meet Arthur again this morning.

Moreover, it was a murder case!

'trouble! It's really big trouble! ’

‘Should I change districts? ’

Maltz kept thinking in his heart, but he had to bite the bullet and come over.

These are not the days of the Sheriff.

After the new bill was passed three years ago, when faced with such murder cases, every police officer must treat it with caution, otherwise the consequences will be extremely serious - this is the normal situation, but of course it is often abnormal.

However, it is different for someone like him who is about to retire.

He is a rare normal case.

If someone is not good enough, not only will their pension be gone, but they themselves will also be implicated.

"Mr. Police Officer, do you recognize this gentleman?"

Among the already curious swordsmanship students, someone immediately asked after hearing Maltz's words.

"certainly!"

"You guys should also recognize this gentleman, he's quite famous——

‘Psychic’ Arthur Kratos! "

Maltz, who didn't want to get into trouble, tried his best to compliment Arthur.

And the people around him all gasped in surprise when they heard Arthur's name.

hiss!

At the same time, a malicious gaze locked on Arthur.