Chapter 12 Regan and Ted

The two mud men were quietly thrown to the edge of the area covered by the divine tree and were discovered by the collection team.

Sherman was grim. He watched the two mud men being knocked open and washed out with water.

They were…

Many people couldn't believe it.

The woman who just recognized her son burst into tears.

"Is that the guy who used to hang out with Catlow"

"Stop talking. Look, Mrs. Regan is crying so hard."

The people around them all quieted down and only heard Mrs. Regan's crying.

The two men who died were the sons of Ted and Regan respectively.

They got along well with Catlow, and they could be regarded as his underlings.

Catlow didn't show up in the crowd.

"This should be made by the fish monsters."

Roy came in a hurry and check their wounds, but he didn't make it clear.

But in his opinion, this was definitely done by the fish monsters.

The threat of the fish monsters always existed.

"Bury them and comfort their families."

Sherman didn't pity these two people.

If they hadn't thought of giving vent to Catlow's anger, they wouldn't have used tricks to hit him and be chased into the swamp.

If they were not chased into the swamp, they would not be killed by the fish monsters.

All of this had cause and effect.

"Evacuate these people. Don't gather here."

Sherman put the two small money bags in Roy's hands and said: "Give them to their own families."

Someone in the army barrack had already started training according to Sherman's plan.

When this group of soldiers got the initial effect, they could increase the number of soldiers. After having a certain number of soldiers, they could consider going to see the relic.

Now as long as the fish monsters didn't come here, they would be safe.

The tasks for ten wooden houses were neither too much nor too little.

They could only collect materials slowly.

Sherman walked away.

Roy went to Regan's family first.

They were closer and more approachable.

"Mr. Marquis feels sorry for this matter. He asked me to give this wallet to you. I'm sorry for what happened to Mr. Regan."

Roy was talking to Mrs. Regan at the door.

Mrs. Regan was so sad that she sobbed slightly and said, "Please express my gratitude and respect to Mr. Marquis."

She hadn't recovered from the grief of losing her beloved son.

She had never thought that her beloved child would die in an instant?

Although he was a little naughty, Mrs. Regan always believed that he would turn over a new leaf.

But now he was killed by fish monsters.

Suddenly, a young man rushed out of the room and threw the wallet in Roy's hand on the street. "Why do you thank him? My brother was killed by him. We thank him? Are you kidding?"

He was very serious when he said this. Apparently, he had already taken it as a fact.

Roy, the mayor of the town, didn't put on airs and emphasized the fact, "Little Hans, your brother ran into the swamp himself."

Hans Regan glared at Roy, "Is there the place for you to talk?"

Mrs. Regan scolded, "What's wrong with you? Apologize to uncle Roy!"

Roy was quite generous. He forgave Hans Regan's rudeness and didn't show any unhappiness on his face.

"Mr. Marquis's words had been conveyed, Narissa, I'm leaving now."

He left without picking up the wallet.

Mrs. Regan picked it up and gave Hans a hard slap.

Hans retorted against his mother.

Catlow was right. Brother was right. It was all because of that damn marquis!

He believed firmly.

There was no accident when he went to the house of the Ted's.

Mrs. Ted accepted the money from the marquis calmly and thanked them.

Ted had always been messing around and had broken up with his family.

Mrs. Ted had expected that her son would end up like this.

"Do you know where Catlow is?"

Facing Roy's question, Mrs. Ted was a little surprised and shook her head. "I don't know."

She even didn't understand why Roy asked about Catlow. Her son had been hanging out for a long time.

In such a small place, even if Ted was ragged and hungry, he was unwilling to go home. When meet, he even contradicted her because he thought what Catlow said was right.

At the thought of this, an uncontrollable sadness overwhelmed her again.

Mrs. Ted wiped her eyes and said, "May I ask why he went to the swamp?"

She racked her brains but couldn't figure out why he ran into the swamp.

"It's hard to say."

Roy felt embarrassed to tell her the truth, but they had the right to know the truth.

So, he simply told Mrs. Ted about it.

Mrs. Ted was speechless when she heard that Ted should go to attack fish monsters.

No wonder he ran into the swamp.

"I see."

Mrs. Ted politely declined Roy's money bag.

"Ted deserves it. I have no reason to accept this, nor can I accept this. Please express my gratitude to marquis on my behalf."

The door slammed shut.

After calming down for a while, Mrs. Ted went back to work.

She had raised Ted alone. Now that mark had passed away, the room was extremely quiet.

The funeral was held in a hurry, and there was only a very simple ready-made coffin.

Ted and Regan would be buried today.

Both two families wore plain clothes, and the others wore black cloth on their arms.

No matter what kind of feud they had before they died, they had come.

Supported by her husband and son, Mrs. Regan burst into tears.

Mrs. Ted waited for the funeral in the coffin silently.

Compared with Regan, she was much quieter.

Only Catlow didn't come.

Roy observed the crowd quietly.

Catlow didn't come at all.

The priest came to pray for the two people, trembling with fear that he would do something wrong.

Saintess appointed by the true God was standing here. If he made a mistake and offended the true God, the saintess could deprive him of his priest robe in anger.

"Great true God, thank you for taking your devout soul into your arms and bringing him to an eternal kingdom, giving him joy, giving him happiness..."

Hearing the news, Sinard didn't look at the priest but stared at the field coldly.

She had known everything, so she didn't show much mercy.

She even felt that Sherman was a little soft-hearted for giving comfort money.

Sherman was also there. He watched for a while and then left.

He was really impatient with the long mourning.

"These two people are dead. Master, shall we continue to investigate?"

Dolores held an umbrella for him from the drizzle.

Sherman looked straight ahead and said, "Investigate? Must investigate! When the funeral is over, tell Roy, even if we need to dig three feet into the ground, we must find out Catlow."