"I...I will take you there." Pali said with a pale face, but his eyes quietly looked behind Ryan: "The treasure house is in the secret room. I know where I will take you there, don't kill me."

"Then lead the way!" Ryan let go of his hand, let Parry land on the ground, and urged him: "Hurry up, or I'll kill you immediately."

Parry stood up and walked towards a place in the house without saying much. Ryan followed behind him, soothing his body. Every battle was about fighting, and he needed to mobilize 200% of his body's strength, otherwise death would come to him.

Therefore, if a fighter who often fights cannot break through and take good care of his body, he will often die suddenly in middle age.

Pari walked in front, opened the door of the study, pointed to a portrait and said, "The switch to the secret room is right behind the painting."

"You go and open the agency. As long as you get the things, I won't hurt you." Ryan has observed these days that Alem has a special trust in this child. There are several times when others took "IOU" to ask for compensation, which were all things that the child took.

The only thing he didn't expect was that even if the guy Alem suddenly had strong combat power, fortunately the other party lacked combat experience and was caught by him and planned to kill him in an instant.

"I had already confirmed to kill Alem before. That guy was resurrected from the dead and his strength had improved by leaps and bounds, and there must be a reason."

"If I find it, maybe I will soon become a fighter, or even go further!" Ryan flashed his firm gaze. He was a farmer in a small town. When he practiced the bone-making method, he showed his strong talent.

But resources are a threshold. Without resources, unless a person is born with a super-god physique, it is impossible to go further. He will only kill himself when he changes blood. However, for the sake of his own fighter journey, Ryan did not accept his fate, but chose to surrender to a local aristocrat and accept the other party's offerings.

Being a dog for the nobles, Ryan gained capital to make himself go further. Then, for further dreams, he murdered the nobles and gradually undermined his successor.

He knew his identity. It was almost impossible for a person without a title to obtain a title. All he could do was to do was to undermine his rank. And when the other party grew up and had great justice, he could ask other nobles or churches to help him at any time to drive him out or kill him.

Therefore, after draining the resources of the noble family, Ryan left with the resources directly in the name of traveling and breaking through to the fighter.

He did a lot of dirty work, assassination, stealing, robbing caravans. In order to break through the fighters and change his own destiny, Ryan broke all his bottom line. This is his enlightenment. He firmly believed that as long as he had enough resources, he could break through to become a fighter.

At that time, if you change your identity and go to other countries or regions, you will become a human being.

Seeing Parry lifting the portrait, turning the mechanism behind, revealing a passage, Ryan laughed and walked inside, then raised his hand and twisted it lightly, grabbing a knife sword that was chopped.

Turning his head, he found that it was still a little boy, Ramiyi. He held the knight's sword in both hands, his body trembled slightly, and he used all his strength, but the knight's sword remained motionless.

"Your heartbeat is so obvious, kid." Ryan waved his hand and flew to the side, and took Ramiyi's neck with one step forward, then raised his foot and kicked Pari, rushing over, allowing him to roll into the secret room.

The secret rooms of the nobles all have traps and mechanisms, and he needs someone to explore the way.

Ramiy, who was blushing with one hand, walked into the secret room passage, and Parry was struggling to stand up.

The eyes flashed through several rows of shelves, and most of the things on it were empty. You can see that the inside was empty when you opened the boxes. Although the nobles paid attention to the so-called decent, they could not stand the diligence one by one.

Fortunately, there was something on the shelves behind. Ryan breathed a sigh of relief, walked over and grabbed Pari, threw him over, and hit several wooden shelves. He could see several crossbow arrows quickly set up from the corner of the wall, and even some places were trapped.

Pari fell there, and the man fainted. There were a lot of wooden thorns inserted into his body. The deadliest piece was on his neck, and the thorns were very deep. Blood was flowing downwards. It was impossible to survive for a long time, depending on the situation.

Ryan crossed the trap lightly and threw Ramiyi out of the other hand again, stepped on Ramiyi. After observing for a while, he hugged his hand with a cloth, opened the box on the shelf, revealing the jerky thing inside, and put it into his pocket.

His hands and feet were quick, and there was not much resource left in Eskin Manor. After collecting all of them, Ryan's eyes fell on the two little ghosts. Parry was already dying, and the only one left was the one at his feet.

It is impossible for him to leave a living person. Even if he changes his identity, it is a hidden danger. You must know that the face of a nobleman is not valuable or valuable, and it is also valuable to say that it is valuable.

Once this matter is revealed, he will be excluded by all the nobles, after all, all the nobles pay attention to the so-called rules.

There was no fluctuation in his heart. Ryan didn't know how many innocent people he had killed over the years, just two children, but he hadn't killed them.

Looking at Ramiyi lying under her feet, without any hesitation, Ryan raised her feet slightly and stepped down hard. Ramiyi's body twisted and struggled like a bug, blood gushed out of her mouth, and then her body softened weakly.

Ryan, who was unwilling to be troublesome, walked out of the house with the things he had plundered, and with a beautiful yearning for becoming a fighter and changing his destiny, he ran into a strong wind and the hot breath of life.

Without any resistance, Ryan's body was knocked to the side, as if he was hit by a chariot. Ryan only felt his body disintegrating, thinking of a broken doll, blood gushing out from his mouth and nose, and he knew that his internal organs were broken.

The resources in his pocket were scattered all over the ground. Ryan wanted to struggle, but he couldn't use any power at all. Just a moment of collision, his life entered the countdown and his thinking began to blur.

"I... haven't become...fighter yet...I..." Ryan's eyes widened, and he murmured to say something, and then he completely lost his color.

Duran, who rushed in, didn't care about the person blocking the road, rushed into the secret room, and then saw the little boy lying in a pool of blood.

He gently picked him up and could feel the other party's breath of life was rapidly disappearing. Duran had no way or any power to save him. His own life also entered the countdown, and despair was shrouded in his body.
Chapter completed!