74. I think it's possible

If God can give Rudolph a chance to do it again, Rudolph will definitely choose to hide the endless revolver and not let anyone know.

  After the two witch hunters left, Sheriff Claude signaled to Kelita to bring the registration form.

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

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

  "Is there such a witch weapon in the treasure house of Bloody Salem?"

  "Maybe there was before, but not now, because it's transferred to my hands now."

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

  "Now, you can legally and legitimately own a witch weapon. One for you, one for Yvonne." Sheriff Claude continued:

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

  When the two female police officers left, they closed the door, and Yvonne had taken her shotgun.

  The sheriff was playing with the endless revolver, turning it over and over to admire it. The sheriff's intoxicated look made Rudolph nervous.

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

  Rudolph immediately reached out to take it. He still wronged the sheriff. How could he think so badly of the sheriff?

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

  Rudolph was a person who signed a physical strength sharing contract once. How could he be so far behind the sheriff in pure strength?

  The revolver stayed steadily in the sheriff's hand, without any shaking due to Rudolph's strength.

  "Rudolf! I've handed over so many important tasks of the police station to you, is this how you look at me?"

  Rudolf didn't give up the revolver, but he was complaining in his heart, the work was handed over to me, but you got all the bonuses...

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

  "Sheriff, then please let go, and use your noble morals to completely convince me!"

  Rudolf pulled the gun again, but still didn't pull it out of the sheriff's hand.

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

  "Hiss..."

  Rudolf felt that the sheriff seemed to know something, but some subconscious told him that the sheriff didn't seem to have any ill will towards him, unlike the two witch hunters.

  Rudolph rolled his eyes and said, "Is it there? Not necessarily."

  "I think there might be."

  Rudolph admitted defeat: "If you say there might be, then why don't I try? Look in the wilderness again? You can't blame me if you can't find it!"

  "I think there must be."

  "There must be?" Rudolph replied tremblingly: "Then I think, with a high probability, it is very likely that it really is there."

  "Here you go." Sheriff Claude loosened his hand:

  "This is full of poisoned bullets made by Bloody Salem, I don't want it. When can you find a new endless revolver?"

  Rudolph took the revolver doubtfully and put it in his gun case: "New... let's see how my search progresses."

  "I think you will make progress within ten days. I hope that after ten days, a new endless revolver will appear in the treasure house of Bloody Salem."

  Sheriff Claude felt that the person who took a fancy to Rudolph was really willing to spend a lot of money. He got such a powerful magical weapon for Rudolph, so it wouldn't be too much to get another one.

  "Then let's see you in ten days."

  Sheriff Claude nodded with satisfaction:

  "Rudolph, the Endless Revolver is an extremely suitable magical weapon for alchemists.

  Although the Endless Revolver is only a level 1 magical weapon, the bullets inside can be loaded at will! Level 2 alchemical bullets, level 3 alchemical grenades, can all be loaded.

  The Endless Revolver can perfectly allow alchemists to exert their strength.

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

  Rudolph scratched his head and said, "Then I'll go first and find you an Endless Revolver."

  Just as Rudolph was about to leave the sheriff's office, the sheriff suddenly said:     "Buy two bottles of fine liquor, two bottles of whiskey, and send them to the cemetery for Old Gray."

  The sheriff thought that Rudolph should go and thank Old Gray, even though Rudolph might not know anything.

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

  "Okay, I'll go right away."

  Whiskey is a little expensive.

  Sheriff Claude looked at Rudolph's back, and fatigue flashed in his eyes. It was not easy to drive away the two witch hunters just now. He still needed to get the police station running to prevent the two witch hunters from filing a complaint first and putting the police station on the defensive.

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

  After Kevin walked away, he couldn't help but ask: "Ichabod, regardless of whether Rudolph is a wizard or not, how dare Sheriff Claude treat us two witch hunters like this?"

  Ichabod sighed:

  "First, we have been here for a few months, and we haven't completed any of the applications submitted by the police station or the tasks given to us by the Trial Bureau.

  The clue was cut off at the level 2 werewolf, and the level 2 werewolf only said that the level 3 werewolf asked them to come, but we have never seen a level 3 werewolf.

  Even if we see one, we don't have the strength to fight against the level 3 werewolf.

  We can't achieve any results, and the werewolf riots are not only continuing, but we don't know the reason. Sheriff Claude has reason to be anxious and angry.  The police station and the Trial Bureau have a division of labor. The police station is responsible for daily affairs, and the Trial Bureau is responsible for major vicious incidents. In  this regard, Sheriff Claude is right, and we don't care when it comes to the Trial Bureau.

  Second..."

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

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

  "What? Level 3 alchemist?"

  Ichabod nodded:

  "I can feel it, I was just targeted. 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 main reasons why the nobles were defeated by alchemists is that the knights rely on iron armor and iron swords, and prefer alchemists on the battlefield.

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

  Even if a middle-level witch hunter from the Inquisition comes, he must maintain due etiquette to the sheriff." "

  But, isn't this sheriff the sheriff who lingers among multiple mistresses, does not do his job, 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 Inquisition. 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 at night, Kevin was lying 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 deliver the rations today?"

  "I'm sorry, Jessica, I'm a little distracted. I've 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, and the werewolf can't be found out where it came from. Now there is a suspected wizard. I can't do anything. I'm a little unwilling."