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Chapter 1379. Separation in Life and Death
As the highest military commander of the Kavkhovaya region died in an "accidental fight", a huge wave of chaos was sweeping across the city of Berne.

No one can tell what caused this chaos, but it must be related to something that happened on a street in the old city. In short, when several houses in the old city were set on fire, the black smoke and flames rising into the sky seemed to symbolize that the long-suppressed chaos could no longer be stopped.

Especially those who lost everything in the investment crisis, they urgently need a window of release.

So everything related to the Misty Sea Trading Company was in trouble. The building of that scam company had been burned down, but the people who supplied them were still in the city.

In the beginning, the gang members only approached several large chambers of commerce that had close ties with trading companies and tried to extort some money, but this wrong behavior soon attracted imitators. The frustrated people entrenched in the port area saw with their own eyes the gang members blew up the door of the chamber of commerce and moved things from inside, and some dark desires in their hearts were awakened.

When the first hungry person bravely joined the "zero-dollar shopping" and successfully snatched back food and a handful of coins, the situation got out of control.

In just one morning, most of the shops on several commercial streets in the port area were "visited" by angry crowds.

The shop assistants did not dare to resist at all. If they did not obey, they would be dragged out and beaten by the angry crowd. This crime of passion was committed without mercy, and the herd mentality of not punishing the majority with the law soon led to bloodshed on the streets.

When the first businessman holding a gun opened fire to defend his property, the zero-dollar purchase quickly developed into a riot, and began to spread to the entire city of Bernie with the port area as the origin.

The unlucky small businessman Alyosha was also involved.

He really didn't want to. After witnessing Artyom's fall and the fire that night, he had planned to leave the city, but the burial of poor Artyom's body was delayed for a day and the result was that he couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

He huddled in the corner of the street, trembling as he watched those beast-like people roaring and smashing open a bakery with bricks. He saw those people rushing in and beating up the honest owner, then stealing all the money on the counter. There were also homeless people rushing in and looting all the freshly baked bread.

The guy was still a bit "chivalrous". He rushed out with a bunch of fragrant bread, but instead of eating it himself, he distributed it to the little homeless people on the street who were too hungry to walk.

It's quite darkly humorous.

Because Alyosha had been having a hard time recently, the guy forced him to eat three fragrant croissants.

It was precisely because of this identity that Alyosha escaped the fate of being abused by the mob. After all, no matter how angry and crazy a person is, he would not argue with a homeless person on the street.

But the chaos continues.

The small businessman didn't dare to go anywhere and could only hide on the street. While shivering as he ate bread, he saw those people who were usually very respectable also joined the battlefield of plunder under the influence of some force, and some people even took advantage of the chaos to do bad things.

He saw a few thugs rush into the looted grocery store, drag out a crying young girl, and take her to the alley next to it.

The small businessman recognized those bastards as Artyom's former "brothers".

Of course he knew what these guys were trying to do, and his simple sense of justice made him stand up, but his cowardice as a small man made him dare not step forward. As a result, when he was in a dilemma, a sudden gunshot made Alyosha shrink his neck sharply.

He glanced to the side and saw a strong servant holding a shotgun being dragged off a galloping carriage. The guy screamed a few times and then fell into silence, and the luxurious carriage was overturned by everyone.

Amid the screams of women and children, the scattered property in the carriage was looted, and some people were eager to make a move on the young woman with the child.

"Fuck! What kind of world is this!"

Alyosha could not bear it any longer.

He rushed over and picked up the bloody shotgun, pointing it at the others and yelling. He himself didn't know what he was yelling, but facing the black muzzle of the gun, the people who had already robbed the things finally decided not to touch this "tough guy".

They dispersed and followed the crowd moving forward to find new targets, leaving only a dismantled carriage and the dishevelled lady and her frightened child.

"Thank you"

The lady said in shock, but Alyosha ignored her and rushed into the alley next to him with his gun.

After a few gunshots, the small businessman with trembling legs walked out of the alley with the help of a crying young girl. He used to be a good hunter and forest ranger, but now his fingers were shaking and he couldn't get the bullet into the gun chamber no matter what he did.

But he knew he couldn't stay here anymore.

"follow me."

He said weakly to the lady who was crying silently while holding her child on the street:

"I know a safe place, just upstairs across the street. No one goes there. I've been hiding there for days. Don't pick it up! The more money you carry with you at this time, the more dangerous you are! Damn it! Leave the damn money behind!

Throw away all the luxurious ornaments you wear, haven't we suffered enough from it?"

Amid the small businessman's somewhat uncontrolled roar, the lady who was obviously of noble birth gritted her teeth and, following Alyosha's instructions, took off her bracelets, rings and necklace and threw them aside.

But she still stubbornly took something from the broken carriage and hid it in her bra, picked up the child, threw away her high heels, and limped with the peddler and the girl from the grocery store to a safe place.

Just on the rooftop where Artyom jumped off before, this place was as ignored as usual.

But from here you can clearly see the situation in the entire port area. Looking into the city, you can see that the fire in the old city area connected to the port area is still spreading. The rising black smoke makes it seem as if the entire city has been dragged into hell.

There was no enemy attack here, and no natural disasters occurred, but the chaos at this moment was no different from that of a battlefield.

The small businessman didn't need to guess to know that this chaos would soon spread throughout the city, until those who were crazy because of losing everything calmed down completely, leaving only a fragmented city and a group of fragmented souls.

money!
It's all about money.

Ordinary people who had held on to their good fortune and did not participate in the investment of the Misty Sea Trading Company were no longer lucky enough to escape the ensuing chaos. The despair of a group of people eventually turned into a disaster that affected the entire city.

If this was really a trial, it was now building to a climax.

"Maybe we should go out of town?"

The small businessman, leaning on his gun, looked blankly at the city which he once thought was a prosperous place. He didn't know what to do now. The girl who was rescued beside him just silently pulled at her torn clothes and lowered her head and cried, but the lady who was rescued had an idea.

She whispered:

"You can't leave the city at this time!"

"Ok?"

Alyosha turned around and looked at her in surprise, and heard the lady whisper:

"My child and I just came back from outside the city this morning. There is already chaos outside the city, and it is getting more chaotic than inside the city. There are no law enforcers there. Usually, it is the manor owners and small nobles who rule their respective territories, but most of them are victims of the Misty Sea Trading Company's scam. They simply cannot suppress the riots of their subjects.

my husband
Well, I wish he could survive the chaos of that angry mob."

"Then there's nowhere to go."

The small businessman was in despair.

He looked at the only two pieces of bread left in his arms and sighed:
"With the chaos in the city right now, we'll starve to death here."

"No, there is one last chance."

The lady stood up, walked up to Alyosha and whispered:

"There is a boat in the port. Can you sail it?"

"I can, but only in a small boat."

The little businessman's eyes lit up and he said:

"You mean along the Cadman River?"

"Yes! If everything goes well, it will only take one day for us to reach the border of Transia and go to the city of Batasinn! My father runs a guild there, and we will be safe as long as we get there."

The lady clenched her fist and said:
"But it's impossible to travel this distance with a small boat. We need a bigger boat."

"I know a place where there is such a boat." The weeping grocer girl also wiped her tears and said:

"My family has a small boat that is used to transport goods. I can also help. There should be workers at the dock."

"Then take a break and then go."

Alyosha gritted his teeth and shared the bread in his arms with the two ladies who were in the same situation. He had just eaten one and witnessed the bloody riot so he was not very hungry at the moment. After the three of them rested for twenty minutes, they left here and headed towards the port.

The journey was quite smooth, after all, most people here went to participate in the free zero-dollar shopping event, but when they arrived at the port, the three people unexpectedly met someone no one could have imagined.

"Ivankov!!! You bastard!"

When the small businessman turned the corner and saw the familiar figure, he suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart. He grabbed his shotgun and rushed out. He raised the shotgun in his hand and aimed a few steps away from Ivan. He shouted:

"Look at what this city looks like now! You did this to me!"

"Oh? So angry, it seems to be my client. Sorry, sir, I know you are angry, but please allow me to reply to this message before you shoot me in the head."

Ivankov looked back in surprise at the young man dressed like a beggar. He had no impression of this person, so he should be a small customer. However, he did not care, as if he did not see the shotgun pointed at his head. Instead, he lowered his head and looked at the activated computing orb in his hand, saying:

"I have returned to Bernie City as you requested. Everyone, tell me! Where are Anna and the children? What do you need me to do in order to let them go?"

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"Stop talking nonsense! Follow this map, and someone will take care of the rest when we get there."

A cold voice came from the calculation orb and said:

"Ms. Anna is such a qualified mother. Even in this situation, she still wants to protect two crying children. This precious maternal love is really touching. Unfortunately, she is not smart enough to think that you, a shameless liar, can save her in this situation.

It seems that you hold a high position in her heart, you dirty liar who is having an affair with your sister-in-law.

Forty-five minutes!
This is your last chance!

If that is not the case, we will select a suitable burial plot for Ms. Anna and her two children.

That’s all. "

"beep"

The computing orb stopped working, and Ivankov clenched his fingers calmly. He turned around and looked at the equally astonished small merchant Alyosha. He had heard the voice in the orb just now.

"I came back in a hurry and didn't bring anything with me. Now I need a weapon to save my cousin and two nieces, who are my last relatives."

Ivan said to the small businessman sincerely:

"The gun in your hand, the bullets in your arms, and this tattered piece of clothing! I want them all. Name your price."

"Are you crazy?"

The small merchant put down his weapon and whispered:
"Don't you know who the people in this city want to kill the most right now? How dare you come back here at this time? My God, you must have gone crazy."

"I know that when I insisted on leaving the safe King's Suite in Booty Bay, my companions told me that it would be almost impossible for me to return alive. My two bosses valued my life and even issued a house arrest order for me.

I know they want to protect me.

But there are always some things that no one can give up, even if I am a heinous person in your eyes."

Ivankov took off his fine coat and threw it to Alyosha, indicating that he should give his ragged clothes in exchange. He took out a golden card from his pocket and threw it at Alyosha's feet, saying:

"Take this card and go to Booty Bay. Someone will meet you there and give you a generous reward! You can also use my yacht with a gold-powered engine. It only takes a few hours to cross the border of Kavhoka and reach Transia.

My advice to you is, don't come back!

Until the goddess brings her blessing here, stay in a safe place, my brother."

"Huh? What did you say? Who is your brother!?"

The peddler swore, but Ivankov looked at him with a subtle look and said:
"Stop pretending!

You and I are one kind of people, and we are all blessed.

That is the glory of Ms. Dutna, and also the advice of the God of Wealth. You and I are destined to deal with money in this life. The difference is that I have become the one hated by everyone, and maybe you can become the one respected by everyone. "

"You are crazy and have been talking nonsense. If there really is a god controlling all this, then he must be an evil god!"

The small businessman shouted somewhat excitedly, but he did not notice Ivankov approaching quietly as he spoke.

When they were close enough, the old soldier suddenly elbowed Alyosha and pushed the gun in his hand up high. With a bang, the bullet flew behind him. The continuous elbow strikes made the small businessman fall to the ground dizzy, holding his neck.

"You are so bad in every aspect, brother, but it doesn't matter. The brothers and sisters in the Sanctuary of Fortune will train you. They can train me, so they can naturally make you a more outstanding person."

Ivan grabbed the gun, bent down and took the bullet bag from the merchant, put on his ragged clothes and said goodbye to the two shivering ladies in a gentlemanly manner. He carried the gun as if he was back on the battlefield against the black disaster and said to the two ladies:
"Take my brother to the boat, go, and don't look back!
This city and Kavkhovaya are destined to be completely and permanently changed, and it's all my doing! This is the most glorious moment of my life, even if I will be infamous for being a character that everyone condemns.

But that doesn't matter.

Perhaps you will be the last people to see me in this world. If I have the chance in the future, I will write an autobiography to describe how the legendary liar Ivankov died in the disaster he created, so as to awaken the world.
If you do bad things, there will always be retribution! "

After saying this, this guy, like the protagonist who had finished his lines at the curtain call, opened his arms to bid farewell to the invisible audience, then took up his gun and set out to rescue his sister-in-law and niece.

A few minutes later, as the gold-fueled engine started, the small and exquisite yacht also sailed away from the dock of Bernie City. Alyosha, wearing Ivankov's exquisite suit, sat blankly at the stern of the yacht.

He looked at the golden coin in his hand, which was shining with a strange light and had runes on it that he could not understand.

This was what he found in Ivankov's pocket. It should not be an ordinary gold coin.

"That is the holy emblem."

The lady holding the child curled up beside her and whispered:

“A holy emblem truly blessed by the gods. Judging from what Mr. Ivankov said just now, it should be the holy emblem of the goddess of wealth Dutna. Things of this level cannot be passed on to others without the push of fate.

It seems that Mr. Ivankov's story has truly come to an end, but that fate has been passed on to you."

"Me? No, whether in terms of ability or courage, Ivankov and I are worlds apart."

The merchant whispered:

“I don’t have the qualifications at all.”

"It is said that Mr. Ivankov was just a poor old soldier before he became famous."

The grocery store girl who finally escaped was wrapped in a blanket. She whispered:
"He wasn't much better than you at that time, Alyosha. You saved me and Lady Vivian. You are better than many people."

"Yes, this is called 'rare goods are valuable'."

The wise lady looked at this somewhat honest but not ugly young man with a subtle gaze.

She was taught by her businessman father to seize every opportunity since she was a child. Suddenly she realized that it might not be a bad thing for both her incompetent husband and her brave but brainless lover to die in the chaos.

Well, this must be an encounter forged by fate. A "chosen one" suddenly appeared before my eyes.

Praise Ms. Dutna!
Praise the goddess of wealth.

This may be a hand from fate, but she followed it!
(End of this chapter)