Immortal Cultivator of Wizard Academy

Chapter 123 Underground Stronghold
The Ring of the Illusionist, a magical prop for disguise.

Just press the energy-charging magic stone in the groove to activate.

The light and shadow on Lesser's face changes from that of a young man to that of a middle-aged man. He thought he had easily fooled the common people, but he never wanted to attract more dangerous attention.

Tinyham, the Flower Swordsman, was leaning against a lamppost on the side of the road, holding in his hand the extra edition of Kingdom Weekly that he had just bought from the little girl.

Paid a silver dollar and asked for no change. The reason is not because of generosity, but because you have limited things to carry with you when you go out, so you have to make choices. If the use of Jin Long was not too conspicuous and easily left a deep impression on others, he might not even carry the silver dollar with him.

Wandering aimlessly on the streets following the flow of people, Tiniham silently thought about his next move. He even thought about escaping from the royal capital and flying far away. However, none of the planned plans were achieved. Running away in despair would be betraying years of humiliation and humiliation.

Tinyham silently recited the bright red names on the newspaper over and over again, concluding that the situation in the royal capital would definitely change, and decided to stay and watch the changes.

The streets were filled with people's denunciations and curses, taking this opportunity to vent the long-suppressed boiling public resentment. The evil deeds of the fallen nobles are so numerous that it would take three days and three nights to describe them all.

Tinyham suddenly discovered that his own experience was far from the worst.

Compared to the chaos and evil of the fallen nobles. The purpose of Baihua Monastery is to redeem more people, and the major lawful organizations cannot tolerate it.

But even so, so what?
He never doubted the ideals he held in his heart.

For more than thirty years, day and night efforts have been made just to correct the wrong direction of Baihua Monastery.

"I just want to give them a chance to choose! Why force others to give and give unless they are willing."

"Everyone is born free and has the power to decide his own destiny..."

"No one can accept the sacrifices of others with peace of mind to satisfy the emptiness in their hearts... Self-righteous moral kidnapping is also a kind of distortion and evil..."

Tinyham prayed silently in his heart, his eyes regained their sharpness and determination.

He sneaked into the crowd, ready to give whatever support he could to the angry people.

The guards at the Belland family mansion were arrogant and thought that the people surrounding them were just a bunch of noisy sheep as before. Just as they were about to command them to stop for a while, the powerful lurking people took action one after another.

For a time, the swordsmen were filled with fighting spirit, and the various spells secretly released by the casters were colorful.

Seeing that the leading guard suffered heavy casualties, the remaining guards realized that the situation was over and fled.

Since then, the Belland family residence has fallen.

Tiniham stood far outside the mansion and did not follow the crowd to smash and loot property. When I was feeling confused, I suddenly made a new discovery. Not far away, there was a suspicious young man in fine clothes, with a ferocious and angry expression, and he kept whispering dirty words that were hard to hear.

The appearance of a middle-aged man created by the Illusionist's Ring by distorting light cannot deceive the caster's mental perception.

No matter how you look at this person, he looks extremely suspicious!

Tiniham calmly marked Lesser with his mental power and chased him all the way to the entrance of the inner city sewer.

Bend down and pick up the foxtail grass on the roadside to gather the light.

Walking aside and walking on the steps a little above the water, the sound of sewage flowing around me drowned out the sound of footsteps.

The drainage system of the royal capital is like a complex maze.

Although the living environment is harsh, it is a sheltered environment after all, which is much better than an open place.

Rumor has it that tens of thousands of homeless people rely on sewers to settle down. Most of them are some escaped demihuman slaves, gamblers with no way out because of debts, there are also some missing people, and even people who have awakened the dark blood. The rulers of the royal capital had a laissez-faire attitude towards this. After all, sewer facilities require maintenance. The cost of hiring homeless people as scavengers is minimal and perfect.

Any light in the darkness is extremely dazzling.

Tinyham sensed the prying eyes. He is a demi-human from the rat tribe, with a human face, rat ears and tail and other partial animalistic features.

This race is at the bottom of the demi-human race, and basically all of them are miners or slaves.

Generally considered to be the most inferior race of people. Who would have thought that there was a glorious period.

Long before the Dark Ages, rat demi-humans were active at the grassroots level of the military of various countries.

Although strong men above the elite level are rarely born, relying on the reproductive advantage of more than five children on average and relying on greater numbers, they also occupy a certain right to speak.

However, the world is not won by pure numbers, but the will of the strong is the only one.

The excessive number of rat demi-humans instinctively requires more resources and will inevitably conflict with the pure-blooded humans.

After several fierce struggles, the rat tribe demi-humans finally failed to recover.

All countries jointly issued a statement prohibiting rat demi-humans from owning land, shops and other commercial real estate, and prohibiting them from engaging in politics and business.

Since then, the rat demi-humans have been reduced to the lowest level of the human world. Even though they have the racial characteristics of extremely high fertility and survivability, their numbers have never increased...

As if he sensed that Tinyham was not easy to mess with, the rat demi-human crawled back into the cave behind him without hesitation. The sound of his footsteps quickly faded away. It seemed like he was tipping off someone.

Tiniham's face darkened, hesitating whether to catch up and solve the hidden danger. Considering that he was an outsider, he finally suppressed his murderous intention.

He threw away the glowing foxtail in his hand, and his figure gradually became transparent as he took steps. He has also dabbled in stealth. Through fighting and communicating with experts from various professions, I have mastered certain know-how. Hidden form is the most basic. In addition, pay attention to smells, sounds, footprints, etc...

The Belland family established its largest stronghold underground in the inner city. There was only room for one person to pass down the narrow stairs, and there was no light at all.

Located at a depth of more than 100 meters underground, only the real core personnel can know its location, a veritable secret base.

Due to a series of heavy blows recently, the original Viscount Beant of Belland died, and the heir Lesser naturally took over the position of Viscount. The first order given to many subordinates was to completely withdraw from the royal capital and return to the territory.

Wait for the right time to make a comeback.

Before leaving, take away as much property as possible and dispose of sensitive evidence.

Real estate such as shops and land cannot be taken away and can only be sold at a low price as soon as possible, or left vacant or abandoned temporarily.

Lesser frowned, walked heavily, and felt desolation in his heart.

"One day, we will come back."

"The momentary gain or loss of honor or disgrace doesn't matter..."

There was a family that endured humiliation for thousands of years and finally trampled its opponents underfoot.

Lesser believed that with the Bellander family's methods and dark wisdom, it wouldn't take long.

They have been operating in the royal capital for more than a hundred years, and have accumulated enough wealth from generation to generation. As long as they calm down for a certain period of time and convert the resources into strength, it is enough to increase the overall strength of the Belland family to a higher level and compete with the Blue Rose family again.

(End of this chapter)