"Dead?" A magician wearing a fiery red robe frowned, and the hands shrunk in his sleeves were shaking with anger. The imperial civil affairs officer beside him remained silent, trying his best to squeeze out a wry smile, and nodded lightly.
.
"What about his belongings? Just these rubbish?" The magician stared at the civil affairs official, like a lion looking at a hare. But this powerful man in the past seemed submissive and even flattering at the moment.
"Seal Aogu City immediately. Before sunset, I want to see all magic users, dead or alive! In addition, bring all the contracted beast eggs that have not yet recognized their owners. If there is one missing, I will cut off one of your fingers!"
On that day, the ancient city of Aogu fell into complete chaos. There were constant roars in the mage tower, the secret magic union rang the bell, countless knights drew their swords, and the envoys of the major principalities complained again and again.
But no one knows why this is the case. They can only guess that the great mage who has been famous for many years took black powder this morning. Some people with bad intentions even speculated whether he had lost his staff or had something to do with him.
A love letter between a certain aristocratic woman cannot be found.
However, all this has nothing to do with the poor. Just like Boom, who is silent now, he is still worried about the things in front of him. People living in the royal city are divided into three, six and nine grades, "three" is the nobles, and "six" is the merchants
, "Nine" means poor people.
The same is true among the poor. Those who have jobs and incomes keep their chests and heads high. They eat and wait for death, but they have three meals a day and can make ends meet. As for the lowest ones, there are beggars and criminals like Boom.
You may be eating barbecue and drinking ale today, but tomorrow you will be in prison and will never see the light of day again.
Rows of wooden huts fill the northern area of Aogu City. It is like a large drawer that collects poverty and downfall. The so-called "home" is made of five wooden boards, and the so-called royal city identity is displayed on the door.
The number. Boom was sitting on the ground at the moment, staring at the other person with his cold eyes. The little girl "hatched" from the giant egg was crying and reached out to grab the bread in Boom's hand. "Pa!" Boom slapped off the small hands with a steel knife, and the owner of these hands looked a little surprised, a little disappointed, and even lowered his head in grievance.
"This is my reward for getting those gold coins. After eating, go away. This is my place." Boom finally threw the small piece of bread to the other party and said without mercy.
Bah! Bah! The girl was a little confused after hearing this, but she still reached out to catch the bread, stuffed it into her mouth and chewed it. But she didn't know that the other party was planning cruel thoughts in his head.
"You really don't plan to leave? Okay! Very good! Then come with me." Boom wanted the other party to leave voluntarily after eating, but unexpectedly he turned over and lay down on his wooden bed.<
/p>
The sun at noon is like a terminally ill old man, hanging crookedly above the head, emitting a little heat. Two figures shuttled through the North District, crossed the sewage ditch, and went deeper. This is the corner forgotten by the gods.
, is a paradise for smugglers, a hometown for criminals, and a Shura field for countless slaves.
Boom has never been a compassionate person. Those gold coins are his luck. As for this mysterious girl, they are just a bargaining chip. He doesn't care about contracted beasts or not. He only knows little ones like this with intact appearance.
Girl, you will definitely be able to get a lot of gold coins in exchange.
The cold and damp walls were covered with cockroaches and bedbugs, rotting corpses were torn into pieces by wild dogs, and homeless homeless people huddled in the corners. The two walked into a small courtyard, and suddenly there was a pungent smell.
The smell of low-quality perfume hits your face, and you can faintly hear some men scolding you.
"You brat, what did you steal today? Is it for gold coins, or... hey hey hey, you know!" A big man with sores on his face asked with a smile.
"Her! Exchange gold coins!" Boom tightened the steel knife hidden in his sleeve and replied expressionlessly.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, she is such a beautiful girl! Three gold coins, no matter where they come from!" The scarred-faced man was a little surprised, but his years of experience told him that this deal was definitely worth the money.
"Five! Otherwise I will go to another house! She has a clean identity and will never cause any trouble!" Boom raised his head, with a pair of black eyes like abyss.
"Okay! Get the gold coins and get out! Remember to come back next time if you have good stuff!" The big man held the girl's hand with a look of displeasure on his face, while Boom quickly picked up the gold coins on the ground and disappeared without looking back.
At the entrance of the alley.
This is the black market in the royal city and the last refuge for the poor. All shady things can be traded, whether it is the archbishop's dentures, the diapers of the blessed knights, or the secret treasures collected by the magisters.
Poor people are always the cornerstone of power or dynasty. Hungry wild dogs will be lucky to survive because of leftovers, and they will bark and bite when they are desperate. Everything that exists is reasonable. This is the sadness of the times.
It is also an unchanging fate.
Boom slowed down. At this moment, he held twelve gold coins in his arms. The money was enough to buy a large shop. Maybe he could live in a stone house, even one with a courtyard. p>
But when he wanted to return to the wooden house, he felt a little palpitated. It felt like he had eaten a mouse alive while it was tearing and scratching inside his internal organs.
It must be because I missed half a piece of bread! Damn it! Boom thought, squatting in the corner with some exhaustion.
Dream! Real but hazy! He woke up slowly after not knowing how long he had been sleeping. He first confirmed the existence of the gold coins, and then looked around. Through the crimson sky between the gaps, he concluded that it was almost evening, and he needed to do what he wanted to do now.
What I want is not to be in a daze, but to get out of here as soon as possible and eat something.
He stood up holding on to the extremely slippery wall, but his body kept bending. After trying a few times, he walked like a shrimp. But the feeling of heart palpitations became more and more intense, so intense that he felt dizzy.
, so strong that it was difficult to take a step forward. At this time, his mind was filled with a voice: Where are you? Why did you abandon me?
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!
By some strange mistake, Boom walked back to the small courtyard again. But the wooden door that should have been open was tightly closed, and the pungent smell was mixed with the stench of blood. Creak! A pair of small hands slipped through the crack in the door.
Stretching it out, the other party's eyes were still extremely clear, and the somewhat loose gray linen robe still had a familiar smell.
After a moment of daze, Boom turned his hand and closed the courtyard door tightly again, but the scene in front of him was as tragic as purgatory. The scarred man's head was now missing, and the servants were even more miserable.
Dead silence! Except for Boom and the mysterious girl in front of him, there is no living thing here that can breathe.
"Master! I'm hungry! Do you still have that soft thing?" Boom, who was in a daze, was awakened by the girl's voice, and a cold feeling instantly penetrated his skin.
"Who are you? Either kill me or let me go!" Boom held up the steel knife, regretting his stupid behavior, but he still can't figure out why he came back here. p>
"Master, don't leave me here next time. I just want to follow you. I don't have much to eat. I..." As the girl spoke, she grinned and cried when she saw Boom's increasingly unkind gaze.
Get up.
Boom, who was originally trying to fight for his life, was a little dumbfounded when he saw this. What did this girl mean? Should he run away now, or should he stroke the other person's head a few times like those noble gentlemen? Or rather, like a pet,
Want to coax?
"Can you tell me what's going on? You killed them all?" Boom took a step back and asked in disbelief.
"Yes, they are all bad people. If the big guy wants to whip me, I will kill him! Others rushed into the room to help, but I also killed them! Woohoo!" The girl lowered her head with tears.
He fell into the bloody water and splashed with bright red blood flowers.
That night, Boom was busy until the moon reached the branches before burying all the corpses or disfiguring them and throwing them away. The yard was restored to its original state, at least at first glance, there was nothing wrong with it. A white paper saying "Renovation by Change of Owner" was pasted on the wooden door.
After doing all this, Boom and the girl turned around and returned to the slums in the North District.
There was a shrill howl from behind the wooden board on the left, perhaps because the wife had not washed enough clothes today; the wooden board on the right kept retching, and it turned out that the terminally ill old woman had not yet died. A little bit of night dew gathered together, and finally passed away.
It dripped down from the crack on the top of her head and wet the quilt. The cold wind poured in unbridled from the crack in the door, ruffling the hair on the girl's forehead and cooling down Boom's irritable mood.
"You said you are my contract beast? What evidence do you have?" Boom spoke slowly, without any emotion in his tone, like a city guard interrogating a thief.
"Evidence? Hey! This is the evidence!" The girl was stunned at first, but then she cut her palm open with a piece of bluestone, and blood instantly dripped into the pottery bowl. Boom also followed suit and cut his index finger, and a few drops of blood were
Squeezed out.
A faint fluorescent light lit up the wooden house, and two strings of lines composed of magic patterns were entangled together, and finally turned into one, hovering over the mouth of the bowl. The girl's expression was full of dependence, and a sweet smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
But Boom seemed very irritable because he didn't know what to do with the lives of two people.