They all call me Great Master-Chapter 570 - 567 "Don’t Trust the Words of the ’Spirit Medium’." Next!

After hearing Arthur's words, Rechelier nodded repeatedly.

"Of course, of course!

Such a criminal isn't worth wasting our precious time!"

The lack of dissenting echoes brought an additional smile to Arthur's face.

And seeing that smile, Rechelier breathed a sigh of relief.

Lord Kledos in front of him wasn't angry.

That was good! That was very good!

As for Lord Kledos's words?

This case was originally handled by the Shire District Police Station, the continuation of the Haite Furniture Store incident, and it had nothing to do with his Old Town!

Right!

It had absolutely nothing to do with it!

Having Chief Malz take over was naturally no problem at all.

And bringing some manpower?

How could one handle a case without manpower?

That too was reasonable.

'So this is Lord Kledos?

He seems much kinder than I imagined.

Not at all like those guys said, not as terrifying at all.

Indeed, it must all be rumors!'

Rechelier thought to himself, and the smile on his face grew even wider.

For Rechelier, who had just been playing a blindfold chasing game with a few beloved little ones, the sudden event had already left him completely baffled.

Moreover, alcohol was still doing its job within the police chief's system.

Under these circumstances, the police chief was utterly unable to assess the severity of the situation.

But Marinda understood.

This Lady of the Eternal Night was biting her teeth and glaring fiercely at Arthur's back—

'You bastard, using me like this!'

She had been wondering why Arthur had suddenly proposed playing a 'game' to make it up to her.

Only now had she realized.

That bastard Arthur was eyeing Old Town.

The bad guy was expanding his sphere of influence.

She had been curious about how she happened to encounter that little girl and how, following her, there just happened to be a scene where the bad guys were bullying the girl's brother.

All of this!

It was all that bastard's arrangement!

Even she had been a part of his schemes!

What lottery draw!

What direction the cane pointed!

It was all prepared in advance by that bastard!

That bastard knew her personality, she would definitely doubt an address given outright, but she wouldn't refuse a lottery draw, especially when it was in her own pocket.

Fine, fine, fine, so this is how you want to play, huh!

You just wait and see!

Marinda thought to herself, but the smile on her face never faded.

In fact, it even brightened.

Even Chief Malz, who had arrived with Dico, Andy, Looney, Simon, and twenty-six patrol officers, took an unexpected glance at Marinda—this chief had never seen Marinda with such a smile.

In Chief Malz's recollection, Marinda was always maintaining a sort of detached friendliness.

Simply put, she was polite but unapproachable.

She would smile at everyone she met, but that smile was always formal, completely devoid of any warmth.

But now it was different.

The current smile was full of warmth.

'So happy?

Is this how ladies change after they have a child?

Truly miraculous!'

The police chief wondered in amazement.

Then, he greeted Rechelier first.

"Good evening, Chief Rechelier."

"Good evening, Chief Malz."

Rechelier immediately responded.

Their relationship wasn't very close, merely one of acquaintance and having met before without any deep interaction.

Therefore, Malz had no psychological burdens regarding the upcoming actions.

On receiving Arthur's message, the old sheriff Malz immediately understood what Arthur was planning—although Arthur had never explicitly stated it, the old sheriff had seen some of Arthur's arrangements.

That kind of setup was definitely not just for a Shire District!

The additions of Rat Street and Dort District later on confirmed the old sheriff's thoughts.

And now?

That was Old Town.

The old sheriff had not the slightest resistance to it.

On the contrary, the old sheriff was somewhat excited.

Because—

In his old friend, the old sheriff saw the hope of achieving the miracle he had long been longing for.

It was very faint.

But it truly existed.

Therefore, he wanted to help his friend with all he could.

Malz turned and looked at Arthur.

Seeing Arthur nod slightly, the old sheriff smiled and waved to Dico, Andy, Looney, and Simon.

Immediately, the four men, along with twenty-six patrol officers, sprang into action.

The hanging body was put down.

Then came the door-to-door questioning.

Next?

Naturally, evidence was found on the body concerning the collusion of Old Town Level 2 and 3 police officers with gang members, foul play, and malfeasance.

Definitely not framing!

These guys must have done it!

After confirming it...

Clean out the internal staff of the Old Town Police Station completely and replace them with one's own people.

Malz believed Dico could stand on his own, and that it was no problem for him to rise to a Level 3 officer in Old Town, as well as being the deputy chief there.

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Of course, it wouldn't work without reliable manpower.

Hunter and Newt could be taken over.

Simon could go over and help out too.

But once Old Town was stable, he had to be called back.

After all, besides Shire District, Dort District, and Old Town, South Los still had New Town and the Docklands!

Especially the latter!

It was of utmost importance!

Thinking this, Malz prepared to discuss the follow-up plan in detail with Arthur.

Turning his head, the old sheriff found that Arthur, who had been standing by his side, had already walked over to Marinda with a smile.

Seeing this scene, the old sheriff immediately smiled.

Not only did he not go over himself, but he also signaled to those around him not to disturb them.

As a father, the old sheriff understood the excitement of just becoming a father all too well.

It was a desire to be with one's wife and child at every moment.

Especially after the birth of the child, one must get close to the child whenever there was a free moment.

While complaining that the child wouldn't sleep and was troublesome, the corners of the mouth would involuntarily curl up.

Boasting!

It was just boasting!

Even a cat knows to boast to its owner after having kittens.

When one's wife has a child, one really wishes to announce to the entire world, "I've become a dad."

"The young father...

is truly filled with hope."

The old sheriff muttered to himself.

The people around, looking at Arthur and Marinda, also showed smiles.

But these people couldn't see the cold smile that emerged on Marinda's face behind the cover of Arthur.

A radiant smile, tinged with a hint of coldness.

Nobody likes to be used.

Marinda was no exception.

Especially since the one using her was Arthur, whom she considered a friend.

At this moment, if it weren't for the consideration of their cooperation, Marinda would have turned hostile already.

And when Arthur saw the cold smiling Marinda, he was dumbfounded.

"You don't like this kind of game?"

"Game, huh?"

Marinda asked coldly.

The look of astonishment on Arthur's face grew, and he walked over to Marinda's side, raised his hand to point around them, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear—

"Of course it's a game!

Is there a better game than treating an entire district as a mere side dish at dinner?

You don't think I'd be so bored as to have you follow someone and then go eat, do you?

Hurry up, have Urs bring people over to clear out the gangs hiding in the shadows of Old Town, and take their place. Urs is a new face, perfect for this job.

After that, we split fifty-fifty.

If it weren't for the fact that I was being watched too closely, do you think you'd come across such good fortune?"

As he spoke, Arthur rolled his eyes.

Marinda was taken aback.