Noble Emblem

Smelling the smell of caramel in the air, and watching his dozens of mournful men lying on the ground, Bush Bush stood up from his chair. Although the situation in front of him was obviously unfavorable to him, he was not surprised or even afraid: "A powerful noble master, well, you won, what do you want me to do?"

"Help me find any strange places in Caronte recently, such as corpses, strange noises, and inexplicably missing women." Beta threw a cloth bag with a lot of gold coins and a lot of silver coins. "This is your reward for working for me."

"I am a powerful and generous aristocrat. I have no reason to refuse." Bush Bush smiled slightly on his withered face, but there always seemed to be a strange irony: "I will let my men take the entire Caronte. Turn over the city and you will definitely find the clue you want. "

"Thank you." Beta said something politely, as if the atmosphere on both sides was extremely friendly, and the lay men on the ground were not his handwriting.

When things are done, it is natural to leave.

Old Bush watched Beta leaving, and then continued to look up at the sky ... The big guys lying on the ground, after mourning for a while, stood up one after another. Although their blood was not very good, their bodies were all slightly injured, no Serious injuries.

"The aristocrat has kept his hand." The smirk on Bush's face became more obvious: "Seeing that there is no, this is the gap between the professional and the non-professional ... You little things, you think you have a lot of people, occupy A few dirty water streets are terrible? Professionals, just hit a dozen of you without any knowledge. How dare you take me to attack the main city?

The cold smirk made these big men downcast.

Old Bush smiled hesitantly: "The money has been thrown away by others. You can't do this. It's up to you. Anyway, I have a few days to live. You are all still young, and you should understand that there is still a bright future, even if you don't. The future, at least, also enjoys life, but other people's money is put down, you do not work, hehe, as a result, you can all understand.

"I just don't feel convinced. Why are those aristocratic grandpas born once they are born, and above all, why we poor people, when they are born, are given to others."

"That was a great ancestor of someone else's house." Bush said with a humorous smile. "How many generations of effort they have passed, their descendants can now be enjoyed by nobles, and your ancestors are all stupid, stupid, no Enterprising, naturally you are suffering ... If you want to blame, blame your ancestors for not fighting. Of course, if you still look like this, your descendants will blame you for not fighting. "

The class solidification in this world is relatively serious, but it has not reached the point where it has not been completely motivated. Ordinary people can send their sons to knights as knight apprentices, magic apprentices, or merchant apprentices. If they work hard enough, they are not stupid. They will naturally be seen by the nobles and cultivated more. After all, the nobles It also requires loyal subordinates.

As long as it passes through several generations and slowly accumulates, it can also survive the nobility status. The next thing is to see how the buck generations strive to obtain more resources and increase their power.

And in this world, every one or two hundred years, there will always be a melee. At that time, there will be a big shuffle of the ranks. It is the most common time for civilians to get ahead.

Of course, it is also the most tragic time for civilians.

It's better to be a peace dog than a troubled world ... This sentence is a **** lesson for thousands of years.

Ten big men sighed, and helped each other to leave. The old Bush's hut returned to tranquility all at once. He sat on a rocking chair, and after a while, walked in a young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old, born with a sword and eyebrows. At first glance, he was a handsome boy. A little more on his face seemed to be indifferent to seeing the world, which destroyed his temperament more or less.

"Father, are you looking for me?"

"Um." Bush nodded, looked up and down the young man, and then sighed, "You're stronger, but you're ineffective, do you know?"

"I know, but opportunities are created for people who are prepared. As long as I gradually become stronger, one day, I will get a chance to become a professional. By that time ..." By the way, the face of young people The hole showed some intention to kill.

Bush Bush sighed and said slowly: "I know your vengeance is serious, but there are some things that really aren't something ordinary people can handle ... but you're right, opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared. Right here Not long ago, an aristocrat came to our door and asked us to investigate recent incidents about dead bodies and missing women. I think this may be related to the disappearance of your sister. You can try to blend in. Check you Tell him what he got. "

After the young man was surprised for a moment, his face was ecstatic: "Really?"

"Mouse Jerry, you are my son, when did I lie to you?" Bush said lonely, "You should have inherited my position, but you don't care."

Jerry shook his head and said, "I just want to find my sister now. I don't think about anything else."

Bush Elder was disappointed. He really felt that the righteous man was very suitable to inherit his mantle: "If you find your younger sister, consider me again."

"Thank Yifu, I will consider it."

The young man, Jerry, known as the Dirty Water Street Mouse, left relentlessly.

The old Bush sighed long, he knew very well that Jerry's heart was very high, and he was definitely not willing to be a power holder. If it wasn't for the great help that the old Jerry gave to the young Jerry, this young man would not even Will join his power.

"The power of Dirty Water Street must be controlled by someone with a bottom line, otherwise the overly greedy new owner will break the current balance of Dirty Water Street. If Jerry is not willing to do it, then there is no suitable candidate." Bush's face full of pain: "And I'm too old, and I don't know if I can support the next suitable candidate."

"Then leave Jerry."

In the shadow of Bush Elderly, this sentence suddenly emerged.

"Can't keep it." Bush shook his head. "You can't stay forcibly. The child was very opinionated. If he insisted on staying, it would be counterproductive."

"Then leave him with affection."

Bush shook his head: "Although it is true that he can be retained with emotions, I don't want to do it like that."

"This won't work, that won't work, how do you choose a suitable heir."

Old Bush was silent for a while, and then said, "If there really is no suitable candidate, that's fine. I'm dead, no matter what the dirty water street looks like. Before I didn't have Carront, the dirty water street People are not the same ... "

"Just look at it."

The voice in the shadows faded gradually, and Bush Elder closed his eyes again.

On the other hand, Beta was asking about something strange in Caronte. Although a vampire family is powerful, they behave abnormally, so as long as they exist in the city, they will always find some clues.

This is not that Beta is uneasy about those foolishness, but that one more person has more strength.

The vampire also seemed to know that Beta was looking for him, hiding well. But three days later, Beta still received a useful message that a beggar found a woman's body in the river.

The body was pale and wrinkled as if the blood on the body had been drained.

Beta came to the scene alone, but in fact it was not alone. Shirley, Emma, ​​and Jessica were all staying in the mansion space, and they could come out at any time.

The dead woman is not very old, and she can be seen from her appearance and physical appearance that she is a young girl. Beta squatted down and took a closer look at the body of the deceased. It was found that the girl had indeed been drained of blood, and there were two perforations near her throat. From this information, the suspicion of vampires hiding in this city is increasing Bigger.

He dropped a silver coin into the hand of the beggar who provided the news. When he was about to leave, he found that a young man appeared near the river.

The young man slowly walked over, looked at Beta, and asked, "You are the aristocrat who inquired about something strange in this city of Caronte."

This is an ordinary person in front of him, Beta also looked at each other for a while, then nodded.

"The thing you are investigating seems to have a lot to do with what I am investigating." The young man looked around. "But this is not the place to talk, can you come with me?"

Normally, ordinary people don't follow strangers casually, but Beta Art Master is bold and he really wants to know more information. After all, staring in the dark by an enemy suspected of a vampire was not a pleasant thing.

After ten minutes ~ www.readwn.com ~ the two came to a small house.

Although the house is shabby, it is quite clean.

"I wouldn't invite you to sit, either," the young man said slowly. "I've been investigating something in Caronte for three months. I have a lot of information and may be able to help you."

Beta looked at each other and asked, "What kind of money do I need to pay, money?"

"I don't need money, but I have a condition." The young man inhaled slightly and said, "When you find the murderer behind the scenes, hope to bring me. I want to confirm something."

"But you are an ordinary person. If you are involved in this matter, you may be more evil."

The person that Beta wants to deal with is most likely a vampire. Ordinary people encounter this creature without any hope of survival.

The young man's face looked icy: "It doesn't matter. I've already set aside life and death. What I want to know now is another thing. When you can get behind the scenes and instruct people, or I can know the result of the thing." (To be continued.)