Elven Reaper

Seeing the tense look of this young officer in the uniform of the Sheriff's Department, Vivian quickly said: "I can prove that Mr. Akto is innocent."

"No, miss, you can't prove it. You even have to go to the Sheriff's Department with Mr. Akto." Hannibal still stared at Akto.

Akto shrugged: "What if I can prove that I am innocent?"

Hannibal was startled: "How do you prove it?"

Hannibal's impression of Acto was also a bit complicated. In fact, deep down in his heart, he even vaguely did not want to be an enemy of Acto.

This has nothing to do with Akto's strong background, it's just that Hannibal subconsciously felt that Akto should not be the kind of ruthless superior.

Akto tapped Edmund's body with his chin: "His name is Edmund. If you know anything about him, you should know that I can't beat him. Even if he doesn't fight back at all and lets me slaughter him, I can't kill him." he."

Hannibal frowned, wondering where there was a tiger-headed man named Edmund.

After a moment, he suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning and froze in place.

"Yes, it's the Orc Sword King Edmund," Hannibal confirmed to Akto with a trembling tone.

Akto nodded: "Yes."

It can be said that the name of the Orc Sword Emperor Edmund is known to everyone on the mainland. In other words, many young people grew up listening to the story of the Orc Sword Emperor Edmund.

Now the famous Sword Emperor died in the little-known town of Kurik.

Why didn't this news shock Hannibal?

The suspicions of Akto and Vivian were naturally cleared, because no one would believe that a fourth-level magic and martial arts practitioner and an ordinary person could cause any harm to Edmund.

Including using conspiracy and tricks to trap the Orc Sword King.

Because epic-level powerful people, in the hearts of middle- and low-level practitioners, or ordinary people, are god-like existences and invincible.

The next morning.

In the waiting room of the station in Couric City.

Akto sat on a chair, crossed his legs, and lowered his head to read a newspaper.

He was in a good mood, because although many things happened, they did not delay his trip to Polk City.

Akto closed the newspaper and moved the pale gold watch into view. The long-distance bus bound for Polk City will leave in forty minutes.

Having finished reading a newspaper, Akto stretched slightly, feeling a little bored.

Couric City is a city in the earldom and can be regarded as a medium to small city.

A hundred years ago, the basic means of transportation for mainlanders was horses. Some wealthy magicians may create cart-pulling dolls specifically used as coolies.

But that year, a Master Tower Platinum Member invented the power system, and various industrial technology achievements such as buses, cars, and ships sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

And it quickly spread to the entire continent.

This greatly improved transportation on the mainland.

Therefore, as Akto saw, even relatively remote towns can be guaranteed to have one car passing through every day.

It’s just that township bus stations are relatively simple and do not have such waiting rooms.

There are rows of long seats in the waiting hall, and about half of these seats are occupied at the moment.

On the left wall of the large and spacious waiting room, there are small shops with shop fronts. Most of the shops sell cigarettes, drinks, snacks, local specialties, etc.

The shops seem to have a lot of rent, and the bosses are shouting at the top of their lungs to promote their products.

From time to time, passengers are attracted and come forward to bargain. There were a few uniformed guards strolling around leisurely.

The atmosphere in the waiting room is quite lively.

Akto couldn't help but think about what it would be like if the Forest of Elves also had a station.

Elves who care about hygiene and love beauty will make the station clean, sunny, and bright. The entire waiting room should be filled with garlands, exuding a fragrant and gentle fragrance.

Green grass should also grow along the walls of the waiting room. The grass is tender yellow-green and complements the color of the entire station.

Thinking of this, Akto couldn't help but smile.

"Mr. Akto, you seem to be very happy. Are you thinking of your wife in Polk City?" A sweet voice sounded.

Vivian held two A4-sized paper bags and handed one of them in front of Akto's face.

She had a neat bun, a short coat, a pair of tight blue jeans, and white sneakers.

She has a slender body, her small buttocks look soft and bouncy, and they are of medium size, just enough to grab a handful.

"Thank you, I won't eat it." Akto refused gently.

Vivian's pink face was smiling, and she handed the paper bag in front of Akto's face: "Come on, consider this a thank you gift from me."

Looking at her young and beautiful face, Akto couldn't bear to refuse, so he reached out to take it and said thank you.

A sweet smell wafted out of the paper bag. It was a specialty near Kulik City, Wocao beef jerky.

This kind of beef jerky is made by marinating and cooking pieces of beef, then manually tearing it into strips, and then placing it on a plant called ragir grass and leaving it for at least a week.

Ragir grass looks similar to mugwort on earth and has a special fragrance.

The beef jerky is placed on the semi-dried ragir grass. After the aroma of the grass is penetrated and absorbed, the famous lying grass beef jerky in the mainland is made.

Akto chewed it gently in his mouth. It was fragrant but not greasy, and quite chewy. It was indeed good.

On the other side, Vivian stuffed a piece of beef jerky the size of a finger into her small mouth, with her pink cheeks bulging and an intoxicated expression on her face.

"It's delicious." She blurted out her words of admiration. Although her words were unclear, she could tell that the admiration came from her heart.

"Well, the only drawback is that it's too expensive, a bag costs 80 yuan." Vivian sighed after chewing a piece of beef jerky, twirling her slender and soft fingers.

Akto looked sideways slightly, watching the movements of her fingers, and couldn't help but have a picture of her twirling other things in his mind.

Vivian was as innocent as ever, mumbling to herself: "Well, it's hard to make money now. My monthly salary is only 2,300 yuan, and the monthly rent is 600 yuan."

"A day's meal costs start at thirty, let alone clothes. When I was on summer vacation, I chose to go back to my hometown to work because my hometown's consumption was low and I wanted to save some money."

"But I didn't expect that I didn't save much money, and my last month's salary was not paid. I was working well, and the company suddenly disappeared. If I tell my classmates about this, they probably won't believe me."

"The most embarrassing thing is that when I checked out, the landlord withheld my 300 yuan deposit on the grounds that there was a dead person in the house. Huh, I am really heartless. Or maybe I am really unlucky."

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Vivian turned on chatty mode and complained about social life.

Akto was quietly listening to Vivian's complaints, but he thought in a wicked way, with your conditions, why should you be the front desk of a hotel? Go work as a peripheral model, or be a dater, etc. You won't earn much more than this. ?

Vivian was originally a student at a liberal arts university in Polk City, and was about to enter her junior year after the summer vacation.

I originally wanted to take advantage of the three-month summer vacation to work a job and earn some pocket money.

But I didn't expect it, but I was so unlucky. I encountered accidents one after another and didn't make much money.

Yesterday, a building collapsed. The company was wiped out. The boss died on the spot, and his salary was about to be lost.

In addition, the summer vacation was over soon, so I thought of going back to school directly.