If everyone becomes an adventurer, who will put in the effort themselves?

Mira's eyes held a strange look when she said 'nothing was illegal'.

Although Lynn's actions weren't illegal, they were still immoral!

“He didn’t break the law.” Cohen nodded upon hearing this, while inwardly thinking the same sentiment: 'He’s just a bit unethical.'

Even among the diverse group of adventurers, someone as wicked as Lynn is extremely rare.

Especially since this demon orb happens to be a member of the Knightworth family.

The thought of having such a demonic being in his family gave Cohen a headache.

Let's get this mess sorted out quickly.

As Cohen thought this, he turned to Jaken, whose expression was tense and whose eyes were filled with anger, and said:

"I'm sure you've heard it too."

"Given the current situation, if you pursue Lynn's recent defamation, he will send your wife to jail."

"Even if you pursue it, because he is your nephew, and because you were the ones who committed the fraud, in the end it will most likely just be an apology."

"Of course, if you don't pursue the matter, and Lynn drops the case, your wife will be able to go home with you soon after giving her statement."

Hearing Cohen say this, Jeken's face showed extreme humiliation.

This feeling of being right but unable to punish the other person is truly awful.

But now, Jeken has no choice but to give in.

From Lady Sia standing next to him, and Mira who had just spoken up for Lynn, Jacken could tell that among the people present, Cohen was probably the only one who was slightly biased towards him.

Even Cohen was only biased towards him in attitude, knowing that he had been wronged, but he couldn't actually punish Lynn.

This frustrating situation fueled Jeken's anger. He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth against the urge to vomit blood, and took another breath, seemingly trying to suppress the impulse within him.

Just then, Xia narrowed her pink starry eyes to conceal the strange blue light in them.

At this moment, Jeken suddenly lost control of his emotions and muttered:

"Just because he's a legitimate member of the clan whose bloodline concentration meets the requirements?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jeken realized he had said the wrong thing.

Lynn's gaze struck him like a bullet.

—Just because he is a formal member of the clan whose bloodline concentration meets the standard?

This sounded like a common complaint, but to Lynn it was no different from solid evidence.

He had already suspected that Jeken was targeting the real Lynn because of the Red Dragon's bloodline, and now, this offhand complaint was enough to prove that Lynn's deduction was probably true.

In this situation, to use gaming terminology, it means that Jacken has finally revealed his health bar.

His weakness is his bloodline, and his problem is also his bloodline. What he covets is probably Lynn's original bloodline!

In this way, the problem becomes one.

Besides sexual intercourse, what else can the bloodline of this world be 'transmitted' through?

Alchemy items? Skills?

Once the method of the crime is found, it's equivalent to finding Jeken's Achilles' heel.

Because Jake, who could turn Lynn into a red dragon bloodline, would absolutely not refuse to use this technique on himself.

Just as Lynn's gaze was like a knife, slashing at Jake's face, Cohen beside him sighed:

"Jackson Knightworth!"

"If you insist on thinking that way, there's nothing I can do about it."

"But I need to remind you that the Knightworth family has never abandoned any member of the clan whose bloodline does not meet the requirements."

"Regardless of whether the bloodline concentration meets the standard, as long as the clansman is willing to become an adventurer, the clan will provide certain support."

"The difference in blood concentration is simply due to the absence of a specific culture program for blood development; in essence, there is not much difference."

"I think someone your age should understand this."

Upon hearing this, even though he already knew things were going wrong and didn't want to expose anything further, a surge of anger still welled up inside Jack.

"What's the difference between making ordinary people without blood ties adventurers and sending them to their deaths?"

"Cough cough!!"

Another cough rang out.

Upon hearing this, Jeken's expression changed, and he turned his head to see Sia's face, which had lost its smile:

“Be careful what you say, Jerkne Knightworth.”

"Your actions just now have crossed the line!"

Upon hearing this, Lynn raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

He had read the Adventurer's Handbook and knew that adventurers with special bloodlines had superior basic attributes compared to ordinary adventurers.

An average person's physical condition is just that—a little bit. Without experience, they might barely be able to move their body after carrying a hundred-pound weight. But the Knightworth family's physical condition allows them to easily carry a three-hundred-pound weight with ease.

That's the difference between the two.

This innate difference is said to be incurable even for hero-level adventurers.

Therefore, Jeken's idea can only be described as politically incorrect.

After all, among adventurers, ordinary strongmen still make up the majority.

Those who think they're superior just because they have bloodline have been taught a lesson by ordinary geniuses quite a few times.

Furthermore, given that preventing the monsters from the dungeon from advancing to the surface requires the efforts of civilian adventurers, Sia's stern warning was naturally a matter of course.

This is a matter of political correctness, and Jeken cannot overstep his bounds.

After warning Jeken, Sia turned her head to look at Cohen:

"Your Excellency Cohen."

"I understand what you mean."

Cohen nodded, then turned to Jake and said:

“For the next 7 days, you will go to the monastery every morning to participate in a course on basic family knowledge. I will tell the priest at the monastery to have you write a 5,000-word self-criticism every day and submit it to me for review.”

"Heh~!"

Seeing that Jeken, a man in his forties, still had to hand in his homework like an elementary school student, Lynn couldn't help but grin and make a strange noise.

Jeken trembled slightly and turned his head to see Lynn's mocking face.

He wanted to say something, but before he could speak, he noticed that the two military police officers who were escorting Ruth were looking at him with hostility.

These two military police officers were clearly ordinary adventurers, and geniuses at that, who rose through the ranks step by step, suppressing those born with noble bloodlines, to reach the position of military police.

Clearly, Jeken's words just now offended these two.

Realizing the situation was dire, Jeken clenched his right fist and lowered his head slightly.

“I…I understand. I will go to the monastery on time for class.”

Seeing that Jeken had calmed down, Cohen turned to look at Lynn:

"So, what's next...?"

Cohen immediately wanted Lynn to drop the charges and to pack up that idiot Ruth and send her back.

Before Cohen could speak, Lynn suddenly yawned:

"I'm a little tired. Can we talk about it tomorrow?"

"Huh?" Cohen was choked by Lynn before he could finish speaking.

Before Cohen could speak, Lynn interrupted again:

"I understand what you mean, Mr. Cohen, but isn't this not the military police's working hours?"

Lynn blinked, but with a mischievous grin, said:

"In that case, it should be in accordance with the regulations for me to handle Aunt Ruth's appeal tomorrow morning, right?"

Cohen's eyes widened upon hearing this.

This kid actually wants to force Rose to spend the night at the military police station?!

Ruth, who had thought she could go home that night, suddenly collapsed to her knees, causing even the military police officers who were startled by Lynn to stumble.

"You beast!!"

How could you be such a beast?!

Ruth's grief-stricken and shrill voice seemed to pierce the sky at that moment.

At that moment, Lynn blinked, then looked innocently at Mira beside him:

"Miss Mira, my actions shouldn't be illegal, right?"

Mira almost lost control of her expression upon hearing this.

The sight of Ruth breaking down in tears made Mira's eyelids twitch even more.

For the first time, Mira even felt sorry for Ruth.

—Why did you provoke him?

Chapter 20 Is it too late to call for help now?

The entrance to the military police station.

Looking at Ruth, who was crying and wailing, Cohen was also at a loss for what to do.

"Keep an eye on the person involved, don't let her cry herself to sleep!"

"And you, Lynn Knightworth!!!"

Cohen turned around, glared at Lynn, and pointed at the road with an expression that was neither eye to eye nor nose to nose:

"Those who are not involved, get out of here right now! Tomorrow morning at 9 a.m., before I go to work, I want to see you signing the settlement agreement as required!!"

Despite his urge to lash out, Cohen let Lynn go.

After all, Lynn hadn't violated any rules, and the laws of Mona City couldn't punish him. As for moral condemnation, Cohen suspected that Lynn was completely immoral.

"Bring the man in, and Jeken, you come in too. Pay the bail first."

After saying that, Cohen led his team members, pressing Ruth down, into the military police headquarters.

Seeing this, Jeken gritted his teeth, forcing himself not to look at Lynn, and quickly followed.

Seeing Jeken leave, and only when he was a small figure standing there, Lynn visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Mira walked over, glanced at the gate of the military police station, and then turned to Lynn and said:

"So you know what fear is?"

"Look at what you're saying."

Lynn twitched the corner of her mouth, turned her gaze, and glanced at those deep blue eyes that seemed so close:

"How did I know Jake could be so patient?"

After speaking, Lynn paused, then glanced at the dignified lady beside him who always wore a smile:

"Or perhaps, it was this esteemed lady who helped Jake overcome his anger?"

Upon hearing this, Xia was taken aback, seemingly not expecting Lynn to turn the conversation to her.

However, when she saw Lynn actually strike up a conversation with her, Sia also showed an interested expression:

"I've only seen two troublemakers like you in all these years."

the second time?

Who was the first time?

A question arose in Lynn's mind.