【This black thread is no stranger to Armand.】

【They have been there since childhood.】

[This has long been a nightmare that has troubled Armand for countless years...]

【Everything seems to be shrouded in a heavy fog.】

【And now...】

【Illusions that penetrate shadows and darkness!】

[The mad swordsman’s curiosity has been aroused...]

[The current mission goal is: go to the slums and explore the secret of the black lines. 】

"Your Majesty the Prince? Your Majesty the Prince?"

Tik's call brought the stranger's sanity back to reality.

"Walk."

Yun Fan clapped the palms in front of his eyes and raised a faint smile on his lips.

According to the memory of the original owner,

He and Tick hurried to a farm owned by Armand and changed into the same outfit they usually wore when walking in the slums.

then,

The master and servant hailed two rickshaws on the street and arrived at the slums without stopping.

...

There is a particularly clear dividing line between the slums and the main city.

When the stranger's boots left the solid bluestone road and stepped into the soft yellow mud, the slums were already in front of his eyes.

The exquisite buildings and magnificent manors were left far behind, and in front of them were a series of low and dilapidated huts, and temporary tents.

The rags with several large holes exposed were torn and rolled by the cold wind, and a group of gray-headed people crowded under the tent. It could be said that there was no gap between people, and every remaining space was fully utilized.

people,

Crowded with people,

There are people everywhere.

As soon as he entered the slum, Tik frowned and quietly leaned into the prince's ear: "Why are so many refugees from the countryside pouring into the slum?"

"I thought there would be more people here, but I didn't expect... it would be so large."

The little guard had a bad face.

"It's okay." Yunfan waved his hand, indicating that it didn't matter.

He walked slowly along the bumpy muddy road and looked at the scenery around him.

At this glance, Yunfan discovered a problem.

"Hmm...sigh...hum..."

Some people were huddled under the temporary tent, eyes closed tightly, and humming words coming from their mouths in their sleep from time to time.

Snapped!

A sober man walked past Yun Fan's eyes, pulled up a sleeping guy, and gave him a firm slap in the face.

This slap was extremely hard,

But the strange thing is,

The dozing person did not wake up, but turned over lazily, with a sickly smile on his face.

"go away."

The awake person took off the sleeping person's clothes and wrapped them around him, then pushed him out of the tent. The poor guy immediately fell face down and fell into the mud puddle next to him.

But despite this, he still didn't wake up.

Yunfan watched with cold eyes.

A few minutes passed, and when he saw that the man was still motionless, he took the initiative to walk over and turn the man face down.

But...it's too late.

A pale face came into view.

This man actually drowned!

Something weird!

Yun Fan smiled solemnly, then strode towards the tent and grabbed the murderer's hair.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts! You..." Obscene words came from the man's mouth. He cursed and wanted to punch back, but was frightened by the sword across his neck.

Looking towards the tip of the sword, the stranger saw Tik's face.

Slums have always been a no-nonsense zone.

Especially after the influx of large numbers of refugees, the place has become more chaotic than before.

Within a few steps here, the stranger witnessed several murders with his own eyes.

human life,

In this lawless zone,

Really not worth the money.

So,

When Armand and Tick held the man hostage and walked to a remote area, the bystanders looked gloating and watching the show.

"I ask, you answer."

In the wet alley, Yun Fan looked down at the trembling man from a high position.

"clear?"

He took out a silver coin from his waist and gently tapped the man's cheek with the edge of the silver coin.

The tone was calm but seemed to leave no room for doubt.

Take money or take a knife?

Stranger thinks this is not a difficult choice.

"Sir, I understand, really, really."

Sure enough, the man immediately laughed in apology.

"Name?"

"Reese."

"Very good." Yun Fan released his palm and a silver coin fell into the soil at his feet.

"hometown?"

"Bestin Town is just south of Ansel City." Seeing Qian, the man's smile became more sincere.

Another silver coin fell into the yellow mud.

"Why did you flee your hometown?" This is the third question asked by strangers.

And this time,

The man's answer was obviously not that quick.

"Hiss..." After taking a breath of cold air, the man muttered in response, "I, I, I don't know..."

"Oh?" Yun Fan said calmly, "That's an interesting answer."

bass!

Before he could use his identity as the prince to issue an order, Tik increased the strength of the sword in his hand as if he had a trance.

The sharp tip of the sword cut through the man's neck, and bright red blood dripped down slowly along the skin instantly.

"My lord, my lord." The man was so frightened that he almost knelt down, but was raised by Tik's sword, "I am, I really don't know."

"I, the residents of Baistin Town are relatively close to Ansel City, so we have not seen that disaster with our own eyes."

"We immediately escaped to Ansel City after seeing the refugees who fled to Baistin Town. Fortunately, we ran in time, so we only knew that there was a disaster, but we didn't know what the disaster was!"

"I swear to the Lord, if..."

"Master of bullshit." Yun Fan popped out a silver coin and knocked it on the man's teeth, "Then you said a lot of nonsense?"

"No, no, it's not like that." The man became anxious and spoke very fast, "Sir, sir! Please listen to me. In fact, no one can retell what the disaster was, not even those who witnessed it.

.”

"Those who have gone through the disaster have now become guys who just sleep soundly and don't care about anything else."
To be continued...