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Sir Lawlands' residence was stationed in the public security area inside and outside. Many powerful people heard about the tragedy that happened here last night. It is reported that a vicious robber inexplicably broke in and intended to kill Sir Lawlands. As a result, all the guards in the residence of Lawlands were slaughtered, and even Sir Lawlands himself was seriously injured. Fortunately, the perpetrators had not had time to kill Sir Lawlands and encountered the patrol guards who rushed over and fled.

Sheriff Matthew stood in the messy hall with a pale face, his eyes constantly scanning the broken scene around him, feeling the residual aura of terrifying power, and he couldn't help feeling a palpitation.

"Master Matthew, all the evidence and physical evidence have been collected."

At this time, a security officer in a blue and white uniform walked up to him and whispered.

"I understand, what's going on with Lord Jazz now? Haven't you woke up yet?" Matthew nodded slightly and said in a deep voice.

"The Jazz is still in a coma, but she is already in good health. Now his fiancée is accompanying her." said the subordinate.

"I understand. Leave a team of guards on guard and protect them. The others are ready to retreat." Matthewt frowned.

"Is it withdrawn now? Is there a decision in my mind?" The subordinate said with a little surprise.

"Certification?! Bah!" Matthew's face suddenly became gloomy, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out. He lowered his voice and tried his best not to let people around him see his disobedience and said: "Hallen, I can tell you clearly that this case is not something we can intervene at all. Unless you want to seek death impatiently!"

"Sir!" Harlan looked at Matthew's serious and heavy appearance, and was a little shocked for a moment.

"Take a closer look at the breath here!" Matthew said coldly: "Does ordinary robbers have such terrifying power? I'm afraid that ordinary superiors cannot create this effect!?"

The security officer Harren was silent for a while and said, "I understand your concerns, but this matter will definitely cause those bureaucrats to criticize us for negligence..."

"Ku - it's just a group of worms who are afraid of life and death." Matthew said disdainfully.

Sir... You don't seem to be qualified to say this.

Harlen sighed in his heart, but said, "But at least we have to give them a reasonable explanation, otherwise once they catch the handle, you..."

"Explanation? What explanation? Do you want me to tell them truthfully that the one who attacked Sir Lawlands last night was a top-ranking strong man? By the way, I almost forgot the faint magic fluctuations left in the air. If I really told them, I was worried that it would scare the bureaucrats to death!" Matthewt sneered.

Sir... I don't know if those bureaucrats will be scared to death, but I know you have been scared.

Harren shrugged, "Perhaps we can adopt the explanation of Sir Lawlanders' fiancee."

"What's the little girl's explanation? Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that she is lying!" Matthew thought about it for a while and shook his head.

"Even if it's a lie, as long as someone is willing to believe it." Harren said indifferently. "In fact, what the bureaucrats want is not the truth, but a reason to be at ease."

"Hallen, you are really good at judging the psychology of those bureaucrats. You are worthy of being the one I value!" Matthew patted Harlen's shoulder and said with satisfaction.

It’s because every time something happens, you push me out to deal with those bureaucrats! After a long time, you understand some things.

Harlan sighed and said, "Then I will prepare your reply to their speech when I go back."

"Very good!" Matthew nodded, and finally glanced at the dazzling blood on the ground and murmured: "Sir Lawlands is also a not simple person. I didn't expect that he had hidden so well over the years..."

"Sir, what are you talking about?" Harren said, tilting his head.

"Nothing! Be prepared to carry out the evacuation work." Matthewt shook his head and walked directly outside the door.

...

"Harris. Are you awake?!"

When Winnie, who had been serving by Sir Lawlands' bed, saw the other person's eyelids twitch slightly, she rushed on him as if she was relieved, and tears could not be suppressed.

"You bastard! Do you know that you were almost scared to death when you closed your eyes? Do you know how scared I was at that time?!"

"I'm sorry, I've worried you." Herbert on the bed smiled pale, stretched out his hand and stroked Winnie's head in his arms with difficulty and said softly.

"I feel at ease when I see you are fine." Winnie sobbed.

Herbert sighed in his heart, and did not speak for a moment, but just quietly sootheed the girl.

"Are you hungry? Do you need me to ask the servants to give you some food?"

After a long time, Winnie suddenly raised her body from Herbert's arms on the bed and said carelessly.

"No need." Herbert shook his head gently and said, "I just want to be with you so quietly now."

Winnie's little face turned red, and her little head was buried in the other person's arms.

"I heard that there was a little noise below. Did something happen?" Herbert asked after a while.

"Last night, you were unconscious, and the patrol guards in the security area came. As a result, their people blocked the place to investigate and collect evidence early in the morning." Winnie replied softly.

"So that's it. You didn't reveal anything to them, right?" Herbert worried.

"Of course not, I explained to them that you were attacked by a robber..." Winnie shook her head and said.

"The attack of the robbers is such a clumsy lie, I guess they will not believe it." Herbert smiled bitterly.

"...I'm sorry, because I was too worried about your situation at that time, so I couldn't find a reasonable lie to cover up." Winnie said apologetically.

"I don't mean to blame you." Herbert patted Winnie and said, "Don't worry, I will solve this matter then."

"Um."

For a moment, the atmosphere suddenly became strange and silent.

"Winnie, I believe you already know my identity after last night's incident." Herbert finally couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

"Um."

"So. Do you want to hear my real story?" Herbert said.

"If you don't want to say anything, don't force yourself." Winnie whispered.

"But. I'm afraid I'll never have this chance again." Herbert shook his head.

"I don't allow you to say that!" Winnie said angrily at him.

"Okay okay!" Herbert quickly expressed his surrender. His pale face pulled out an ugly smile and said, "Actually, I am not the real Sir Lawlands, nor is I called Harris, because I am an impostor!"

Herbert looked up at the ceiling above his head and paused for a while before muttering: "My real name is Herbert, and his identity is a killer who subverted the Fangs. About six years ago, the organization ordered me to lurk in the upper class of Port Louis. At that time, I chose Little Lawlanders, and then, I killed him and pretended to be him, until now."

"Later, when the organization began to secretly investigate an important relic, I was the person in charge of Port Louis, and I successfully found clues of the relic in Port Louis, and the organization told me that once the relic was found, I could be freed from this identity. Therefore, I have been working hard to find the burial location of the relic, even if I was no longer the person in charge of Port Louis..."

"Is it important to you to get rid of this identity?" Winnie asked suddenly.

"It is very hard to pretend to be a person. The longer the time, the more likely it is to lose your true self..." Herbert explained. "I admit that my current identity has brought me many benefits, but I am not the real Lawlanders after all. No one wants to be someone else's puppet and shadow for the rest of his life. If I lose myself, will the whole world and life still have the meaning of existence?"

Winnie nodded in a vague way.

"When I thought I would find the relics smoothly as time progressed, I didn't expect that I would meet you by chance... I can't forget our encounter that day. You stood alone outside the door of the Alchemy Association, like an abandoned child, wandering, hesitating, uneasy, as if you had lost your future..." Herbert recalled, and an unforgettable smile appeared on his face.

"Talent, there is no talent." When Winnie heard this, her eyebrows stood up and argued: "It was only the first time I came to Port Louis that some people were unfamiliar with the place."

"Haha--" Herbert did not mean to argue, but smiled knowingly: "I won't talk about what happened later, but I didn't think that one day I would almost die on the man you once followed."

When talking about Xia Lan, Winnie was silent immediately.

"Do you remember the acquaintance I told you outside the association?"

"Remember! I still remember you almost accidentally hit the carriage because of this." Herbert said.

"Before this, he came here to find me quietly." Winnie hesitated for a while and said, "But, I chose to completely cut off my relationship with him."

Herbert restrained the smile on his face and listened quietly to Winnie's next story.

"I was just a little junior pharmacist back then, and even worked part-time in the hospitality work in the association for the experimental fund. Until one day, I met the injured Lord Xialan. Then, I realized that if I wanted to change my future, Lord Xialan was my only choice. Then, I began to follow him and left the Kingdom of Adria and began to take risks. A lot of things happened along the way, and I fell in love with the other party more or less until one day, he suddenly asked me to leave for refuge in Esdaq Trade City. At that time, I realized that in fact, I was just an optional person in his heart." Winnie smiled bitterly: "Maybe I knew it from the beginning, but I was unwilling to admit this fact. I believe that if the future continues to follow him, sooner or later I will be abandoned by him. Since that is the case, I simply chose to let go."

"I don't know this Excellency Xialan, but I know that he is very strong. If he can survive, I believe that he will definitely attract the entire Elderland in the future." Herbert said in a deep voice.

"But at that time, maybe I was dead." Winnie mocked herself: "In my understanding of Lord Xia Lan, he is like a soulless body, and he will always live in a world that ordinary people do not know. You will never know what he is thinking, nor will you know what he wants to do. In the end, he seems like a murderer."

"It turns out that I am no different from him." Herbert shook his head.

"At least you will change, but he won't." Winnie sighed. "Herbert! Promise me! Don't be the enemy of Your Excellency Xialan! Otherwise, you will really die!"

"I don't want to be his enemy, but there are some things I can't help but say," Herbert smiled bitterly.

"Don't worry, I've already thought of a way not to let you face Mr. Xia Lan!" Winnie said biting her lips.

"What's the solution?" Herbert asked.

"I believe they can't force a seriously injured person to be enemies with Your Excellency Xia Lan, right?" said Winnie.

"Indeed, although the organization is extremely evil and cold in people's impression, there is actually some human touch among many members of the organization." Herbert said. "Otherwise, I would have died in the hands of the Lord last night."

"Since that's the case, as long as you delay your injury and even worsen it deliberately, they will have no reason to make you an enemy with Your Excellency Xia Lan." Winnie said cruelly.

"But what if Lord Xialan comes to kill me again?" said Herbert.

"Don't worry, I won't let him kill you!"
Chapter completed!