In the town hall of Tingen, Lord Deville looked at the man in front of him with interest.

Although Monaghan was wearing a fitted sheriff's uniform and there was nothing wrong with the document procedures, Lord Deville, the mayor of Tingen, knew with certainty that he was not an ordinary sheriff.

"The Seventh Team of the Special Operations Department of the Ahowa County Public Security Department of the Kingdom of Ruen".

Lord Deville is no stranger to this special number, but the real "Seventh Group" people can still be seen in person for the first time.

As a certain position in the Loen Kingdom, he clearly knows one thing:

In this world, there is indeed a "special existence" beyond ordinary people.

But they all seem to be cautious about something, and will not show them too blatantly.

However, some clues about them can be found from various places.

For example, there are three more special operations teams in the Public Security Department, and the rumored "Military Intelligence Division Nine."

But looking at the "sheriff" who looked a little distracted in front of him, Lord Deville really felt a little bit unable to speak.

For a while, the huge library felt a little silent.

"Squeak..."

But at this moment, the door of the study was suddenly opened again. This subtle but clear sound of opening the door seemed to break the tranquility in the study.

A young girl in a light purple dress, blushing slightly, walked in anxiously.

The girl who walked in was Lilin with blond hair and blue eyes.

After entering the study, her gaze seemed to be attracted by something at once, and she stood at the door blankly.

Seeing this scene, Lord Deville couldn't help but frowned.

Unconsciously, some unpleasant feelings came out spontaneously, and he subconsciously wanted to speak out.

Unexpectedly, Lilin said "preemptively":

"Schilling? Why are you here?"

"Lying on the grass..."

Lucid, who lowered his head, couldn't help but feel a little at a loss. What's the situation with this special meow?

Wasn't it okay just now? Why was it pierced in a blink of an eye?

Looking up, they happened to look at each other with shocked Lilin.

"..."

The corners of Lucid's mouth couldn't help but twitched, and there was a feeling of "something bad" in his heart.

This meow...but I can do whatever I am afraid of.

After begging, I can't argue with a hundred words.

The scene suddenly calmed down. The four people present looked at me and I looked at you, and they were strangely caught in an awkward atmosphere.

In the end, the mature Lord Deville broke the deadlock and saw that he reluctantly squeezed out a smile, "naturally" laughed:

"You guys talk first, I'll take care of the work..."

After that, he hurriedly left the study, leaving three people staring at each other.

Looking at "Shilin" with a tangled face, and then at this little blond beauty who didn't know her identity, Monaghan felt that things started to become interesting inexplicably.

In particular, seeing the big and bold blinding on the blond little beauty's face, I almost couldn't help the smile in my heart.

And Lilin looked at the "Xilin" dressed up by the sheriff in front of her, and the feeling of doubt and disbelief in her heart became more intense.

She is the sheriff?

For a while, Lilin felt a sense of unreality.

How could a philanthropist and fortune-teller with a wealth of wealth and kind-heartedness run as a sheriff?

It just doesn't make sense...

I opened my mouth, but as soon as the words came to my lips, there was a feeling of "I don't know how to say", so I couldn't say it again.

…

And Lucid was directly in a state of "crash".

This meow...how do you say it?

She lowered her head, glanced at the "pleasant" Monaghan, and then at the "stunned" Lilin, and she felt a sense of guilty conscience inexplicably.

For a while, she had a deeper understanding of the term "underwhelmed"...

In the end, this silent "war" came to an end temporarily with Lucid's piss.

When she walked into the familiar and kind bathroom, she couldn't help but have an urge to be full of cows.

After a long time, she was finally approaching the clockwise ruby ​​pendulum when she divination "it is time to go out" for the sixth time.

After confirming again and again, Lucid, who was still in shock, walked out of the "comfortable" bathroom in a twitchy manner.

After returning to the study, Monaghan was nowhere to be found, leaving only Lilin with his back to the door.

…

Lucid's footsteps couldn't help but stagnate, and there was an urge to run when he wanted to turn around.

But after another thought, he forcibly stopped this strange guilty conscience.

Why did you have a guilty conscience without stealing it?

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she said hello stiffly:

"Ah... Lilin, your dress looks so beautiful today."

Hearing her voice, Lilin turned around and stared at the somewhat embarrassed "Shilin" with her eyes shining.

"Forehead…"

Lucid was staring a little flustered, and the inexplicable feeling of guilty conscience surged again.

Subconsciously, she wanted to find some excuses again to escape from this embarrassing atmosphere.

At this moment, Lilin spoke up after all:

"Sister Xilin, you are really too noble..."

"Eh?"

Looking at Lilin, whose eyes were shining and his face was full of admiration, Lucid felt confused for a moment.

What kind of ghostly **** is this special?

Naturally, she attributed the credit for this magical scene to Monaghan.

"Grumbling."

Lucid couldn't help but swallowed, and sighed inwardly:

"Tsk, this Monaghan has something! I don't know what ecstasy soup I drank for this mayor's daughter..."

The rest of the matter was much simpler. Lilin, who was completely "Silling Little Girl", was undoubtedly no longer Lucid's opponent, and was gently prevaricated by her with a perfunctory response that was not difficult.

But Lucid in the study didn't know what was happening in another office not far away.

Across a table, Monaghan and Lord Deville sat opposite each other.

Lowered his voice, Lord Deville's sparse hair turned up slightly, and smiled:

"Mr. Monaghan, I have a doubt in my heart, UU reading www.uukanshu.com don't know if you can answer it easily?"

Looking at Lord Deville with a smile on his face, Monaghan also smiled.

The two exchanged glances, and the smiles on their faces became thicker.

Monaghan smiled, nodded slightly, and chuckled:

"inconvenient."

"Forehead…"

The smile on Lord Deville's face suddenly froze, but after all, he was also a character who fumbled over in the world of human relationships. He quickly recovered, put a smile on his face again, and nodded and apologized:

"Excuse me, if it is inconvenient, forget it..."

As soon as the conversation turned, he once again raised a topic:

"Look, how is my daughter...?"

Monaghan was stupid, and the smile on his face instantly turned into a daze.