Weird Star Witch

If God could give Rudolph a chance to do it again, Rudolph would definitely choose to hide the Endless Revolver and not let anyone know about it.

After the two witch hunters left, Sheriff Claude motioned to Kelita and asked him to bring the registration form.

The police chief looked at the registration form. Yvonne had already filled out two forms for Rudolph: "You said, this is the witchcraft you picked up?"

"That's what it says on the registration form."

"Is there such a witchcraft in Bloody Salem's treasure house?"

"It might have been there before, but not now, because it has been transferred to me now."

Sheriff Claude took out a pen and quickly signed the registration form.

"Now, you can legally and reasonably own a witchcraft. One for you and one for Yvonne." Sheriff Claude continued:

"Kelita, Yvonne, please go out first, Captain Rudolph and I have something to say."

When the two policewomen left, they closed the door, and Yvonne had already taken away her shotgun.

The Sheriff was playing with the Endless Revolver, turning the revolver over and over to admire it. The Sheriff's intoxicated look made Rudolph fearful.

After a while, the sergeant suddenly handed the revolver to Rudolph.

Rudolf immediately reached out and took it. He had still wronged the Sheriff. How could he think so bad of the Sheriff?

But the next second, he knew he was wrong. The police chief was holding the revolver tightly. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull the revolver over.

Rudolf was a person who had signed a physical strength sharing contract. Why was there such a big gap between him and the Sheriff in terms of pure strength?

The revolver stayed firmly in the Sheriff's hand, without any shaking due to Rudolph's exertion.

"Rudolf! I have entrusted so many important tasks of the police department to you in vain. Is this how you treat me?"

Rudolf did not give up the revolver, but he complained in his heart that the work was all handed over to me, and you received all the bonuses...

"Tell me, what do you mean I might ask you to hand over your magic weapon? What do you mean I might embezzle your magic weapon?"

"Chief, please let go and use your noble morals to completely impress me!"

Rudolph tugged at the gun again, but still couldn't get it out of the Sheriff's hand.

"I have a guess. I think there must be another endless revolver like this in Bloody Salem's treasure house."

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Rudolf felt that the Sheriff seemed to know something, but some kind of subconscious told him that the Sheriff did not seem to have any ill intentions towards him, unlike the two witch hunters.

Rudolf rolled his eyes before saying, "Is there? Not necessarily."

"I think it can be possible."

Rudolf gave up: "If you say it can be there, then why don't I give it a try? Then go look for it in the wilderness? If you can't find it, you can't rely on me!"

"I think there must be one."

"It must be there?" Rudolph returned tremblingly: "Then I think it is very likely, extremely possible, that it really is."

"This is for you." Sheriff Claude let go:

"These are filled with poisoned bullets made by Bloody Salem. I don't want them. When will the new Endless Revolver be found?"

Rudolf took the revolver dubiously and put it in his gun case: "The new one... Let's see the progress of my search."

"I think you will make progress within ten days. I hope that in ten days, a new Infinity Revolver will appear in Bloody Salem's treasure house."

Sheriff Claude felt that the man who was interested in Rudolph was really willing to spend a lot of money to get such a powerful witchcraft for Rudolph, so it wouldn't be too much to get another one.

"Then see you in ten days."

Sheriff Claude nodded with satisfaction:

"Rudolph, the Infinite Revolver is a very suitable witchcraft for alchemists.

Although the Endless Revolver is only a level 1 witchcraft, the bullets inside can be loaded casually! Level 2 alchemical bullets and level 3 alchemical grenades can be loaded.

The endless revolver can perfectly allow the alchemist to display his strength.

I can't wait any longer, 10 days, no more. "

Rudolph scratched his head and said, "Then I'll leave first to find the Endless Revolver for you."

Just as Rudolph was about to leave the Sheriff's Office, the Sheriff suddenly said: "Buy two bottles of good spirits and two bottles of whiskey and send them to the cemetery to old Gray."

The Sheriff felt that Rudolph should be allowed to thank Old Gray properly, although Rudolph might not know anything.

Rudolph was a little unsure. He didn't know if the Sheriff knew something, so he agreed to whatever the Sheriff said.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Whiskey is a bit expensive.

Chief Claude looked at Rudolph's back, the fatigue in his eyes flashed away. It was not easy to drive away the two witch hunters just now. He also needed to let the police station operate to prevent the two witch hunters from filing a complaint first. , making the police station passive.

After leaving the police station, both Ichabod and Kevin looked unhappy.

After Kevin walked away, he couldn't help but ask: "Ichabod, let's not talk about whether Rudolph is a wizard. How dare Sheriff Claude do this to us two witch hunters?"

Ichabod sighed:

“First, we have been here for several months, and we have not completed any of the applications submitted by the police station or the tasks assigned to us by the trial office.

The clues were broken when it came to the level 2 werewolves. The level 2 werewolves only said that they were sent by level 3 werewolves, but we have never seen a single level 3 werewolf.

Even if we see it, we are not strong enough to fight against a level 3 werewolf.

We can't achieve anything. The werewolf riot is not only continuing, but we don't know the reason. Sheriff Claude has reasons to be anxious and angry.

The police station and the trial office have a division of labor. The police station is responsible for daily affairs, and the trial office is responsible for major malicious incidents.

In this regard, Sheriff Claude is right. We don't care about the trial office.

Second..."

Kevin couldn't refute the first reason. He really couldn't go any further on the werewolf riot.

"Second, I'm sure that Sheriff Claude has become a level 3 alchemist."

"What? Level 3 alchemist?"

Ichabod nodded:

"I can feel that I was just locked. He will shoot me first, and I have no ability to resist. I even feel that the gun in my hand doesn't listen to me. This is the metal surrendering to the high-level alchemist.

One of the reasons why the nobles lost to the alchemists is that the knights rely on iron armor and iron swords, and they prefer alchemists on the battlefield.

If Sheriff Claude is a level 3 alchemist, it will be very different.

Even if the middle-level witch hunter of the Judgment Bureau comes, he must maintain proper etiquette to the sheriff. "

"But, isn't this sheriff the sheriff who lingers among multiple mistresses, does not do his job properly, and has not been promoted for more than ten years?"

Ichabod shook his head. He envied how this sheriff became a level 3 alchemist, but he had no idea about the specific situation:

"Let's go back to the Judgment Bureau. We can't handle the werewolf riot now, so we can only report it truthfully."

"You go back first, I'll say goodbye to my friend and go back two days later."

Ichabod didn't say anything. He knew that Kevin often went to the knight's castle recently.

Late that night, Kevin lay on Jessica's bed, resting his head on his arms and looking at the starry sky outside the window.

Jessica got out of the quilt: "What's wrong, can't you pay the rations today?"

"Sorry, Jessica, I was a little distracted and encountered some troubles recently. "

"Tell me, I'll help you with some advice."

Kevin smiled and put his arm around Jessica's fair shoulders:

"My botanist, how can you get involved in these bad things?

I'm not going back to Fabro City for the time being. I'll stay with you for a while and continue to investigate.

The Black Queen is lost, the werewolf can't be found out, and now there's a suspected wizard. I can't do anything, and I'm a little unwilling. "