The corridor was as dilapidated, narrow and dim as he remembered, and the dusty wooden boards were filled with pores caused by disrepair. Brando came to a door based on his impression, stopped and asked:
"Is it this one?"
"Yes." A voice behind him replied softly, it was the voice of the staff lady.
Freya followed the two of them and looked at the place with a frown. As they stood on the walkway, the wooden boards made a creaking sound, and the air was filled with a choking smell of dust. If she thought about it, even if it was...
Butch's stables in the countryside were slightly cleaner than here. She could hardly imagine anyone living in such a place.
"It seems to be locked." Brando fiddled with the door handle and said.
"I locked it before I left." Antitina replied softly.
"Do you have a key?"
"Well, I always keep it with me." Antitina fumbled and took out a copper key. Brando had a good memory and recognized at a glance that the chain with the key was her original one.
Necklace, he remembered that he had seen this necklace once or twice. There should be a beautiful crystal pendant on the necklace, but this pendant has long since disappeared. He took the key, weighed it in his hand, and was a little surprised: "
Why are you carrying this?"
"I don't know when it will be used." The staff lady replied with her usual seriousness.
"It seems to have come in handy." Brando smiled, glanced at her, and the staff lady smiled back slightly.
He turned the key and opened the door. Behind the wooden door was a huge black mouth of a monster, waiting for its prey to fall into its trap. The three of them stood at the door for a moment before adapting to the suddenly dimming light. This room was just as they remembered.
It was small and full of dust. However, it was very clean. It was obvious that its owner had carefully decorated it before leaving. "Antitina, did you live here before?" Freya looked at it with some surprise.
This room, even the old warehouse of the militia when she was in Buchi, was much more spacious and brighter than this one. She always thought that the staff lady was from a noble family, but she did not expect that she would live in such a place before following Brando.
place.
"Um."
"But I heard Brando say that you are the daughter of a noble family..."
"The lord is not wrong. It used to be so." Antitina replied: "But after my father disappeared, creditors came to the door. In order to pay off the foreign debt, I had to sell the property. I remember that not long after that,
My mother also died of depression, and life became difficult. In order to reduce expenses, this was a last resort."
"I'm sorry, Antitina, I didn't expect you to have such a past. I shouldn't have mentioned it." Freya replied with some embarrassment.
Antitina smiled and didn't care.
Brando came to the desk and lit the remaining candles. The candlelight was like a bean, barely illuminating the room. The room was full of dust, but Antitina walked to the bed and lifted a layer of curtains on the bed.
Opening it, a clean wooden bed was revealed, with just a slight musty smell. Brando glanced at her in surprise. His eyes were full of praise. Freya beside her also came from a humble background. In this room
She didn't feel very uncomfortable in the small and dilapidated house. Seeing the actions of the two, she also silently joined in cleaning up the house. None of the three of them spoke. It seemed that there had been very little time like this since the last time they left Prague.
, the house seemed a little quiet for a while, with only some subtle noises left. It didn't take long for them to clean the house.
Antitina opened the window near the desk. She glanced at the window lattice, frowned, closed it gently, and then opened the drawer. Suddenly she said: "Someone has entered the house."
Brando was slightly startled: "What's wrong?"
"Someone came into this room after I left."
Brando also frowned: "What's going on?"
"There must be more than one person. They came in through the window. After they came in, they checked the drawers first." She walked aside and opened the cabinet: "They should also have checked my cabinet. The books inside were turned over. They seemed to be looking for
what."
"Are you sure, Antitina?" Brando asked with some vigilance.
"Well, I will definitely remember the things I put away myself. Someone must have touched them."
"Do you want to ask the people around you?" Freya asked softly.
"No need, they definitely won't know anything," the staff lady shook her head: "Whether it's a thief or other uninvited guest, they definitely won't let anyone find out on purpose."
"Any clues?"
"It's a little strange. It seems that these people came earlier. We didn't pay attention to footprints or anything else when we were cleaning the house. The accumulation of dust in the house is natural, which means that these people have not been there within the past few months at least.
Patronizing.”
"A year ago?" Brando thought for a moment. At that time, they seemed to have just left Prague. They were not well-known, and it seemed unlikely that anyone would notice them at that time. He thought for a year and answered
Said: "If it really was that time, it could only be a thief."
Antitina smiled slightly: "Then the gentlemen thieves will regretfully leave empty-handed."
This sentence made Brando suddenly feel doubtful. Most of the people living on Digging Street are the poorest and most down-and-out people in the city. It is unlikely that the people living in the gray areas of the city do not know this.
One thing, in fact, thieves rarely visit such places, because they probably know that these places are unprofitable. He hesitated for a moment, and suddenly heard Freya say: "There is only one bed here, Brando."
Brando was stunned for a moment, and then he realized this embarrassing thing. He almost forgot that Antitina lived alone in this room before, and there was only one bed in the room.
Antitina was startled, obviously aware of this. After all, all the furniture in this room is a desk, a small cabinet, two chairs and a bed. It is really difficult not to think of it.
In such a simple environment, how to rest at night is a question. "You two can sleep together. Anyway, with my current strength, it won't make much difference whether I sleep or not." Brando thought for a while and arranged it this way.
"That's not possible," Antitina shook her head: "You are the lord, how can a retainer let the lord suffer for him? Besides, this is also because of my poor consideration."
Antitina disagrees, and Freya naturally disagrees. She is not thick-skinned enough to enjoy selfishly by herself.
Brando seemed to have expected this. He looked at the two of them and sighed: "Let's talk about it later. I'll go get you some food first."
Antitina nodded slightly.
In the game, there are many places selling food in big cities like Prague. As long as you can afford it, you can even buy food from workshops on the streets, but here, if you want to get food,
I'm afraid you have to go to a hotel or tavern, or a bakery in the city. If you are further away, there are only mill manors outside the city. There are many people in hotels and taverns, and no one knows whether there is an informant, Brando
Naturally, he is unwilling to get involved easily. And there are no bakeries on the streets near Gravedigger Street. But this trouble is not difficult for him. The most indispensable thing in this slum area is idlers who have nothing to do. He spends whatever he wants.
After a few tols, he found a young man who was willing to help him run errands. He showed his hand to the young man and carved a nightingale mark on the wall with his sword, so that the boy would not dare to do anything for money.
Of course, given his current status, he is not short of money, but he cannot starve the staff lady and Eru because of the future Valkyrie. He is still considered a noble of the kingdom. How can he behave in front of the ladies around him?
So incompetent.
When the young man saw the deep marks he carved on the stone wall, he showed a look of surprise. Brando knew that what the other party was afraid of was not his sword skills, but the symbol he carved. Like this
Most of the people who grew up in the area have dealt with the Brotherhood of Thieves who walk in the gray area, and there are even some of their informants, so the boy must be able to recognize that the mark he left is that between the Brotherhood of Thieves from Golan and Elson.
This is a more advanced way of contacting people. He once briefly learned the knowledge among nightingales in the game. Although it was just a taste of it, it was enough to scare this young man who didn't know much.
The young man was frightened by him. After taking his money, he stood there timidly, looked at him and asked cautiously: "Sir, do you have any other instructions?"
"Do you live near here?" Brando asked.
The young man nodded.
"Do you know the tenants in that room?" Brando asked, pointing to the window of the second room next to Antitina.
"I know. There is a dead old man living there, others call him Ye Xiao. He used to be a loan shark, but later he didn't know who he offended, so he hid here." The young man replied simply.
Brando raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't expect that the person he picked up at random would turn out to be a well-informed guy. But then he was relieved. These young people from lower class backgrounds were wandering on the streets all day with nothing to do.
Except for a few who can endure hardship, most of them are unwilling to be apprentices and be controlled by others. In these times with limited information, it is normal for these people to be well-informed. However, among the rumors they know, nine out of ten
These are all rumors, but some local customs can be found out by just asking them.
"Where's this one?" He pointed to the one next to Antitina.
"This room has been vacant for a long time, my lord."
"What about next door?" Brando's heart moved and he pointed to Antitina's room. The young man hesitated for a moment, as if thinking for a moment, and then replied: "The owner of this room seems to be a poor noble lady, but I have been waiting for a long time.
I haven’t seen her anymore. I heard that she was in poor health and probably died of illness.”
You just died of illness. Brando thought angrily, but when he saw the young man talking about it as if he was talking about eating and drinking water, he knew that the so-called life and death are really commonplace in a place like this. On Gravedigger Street.
In the slums, many people freeze to death and starve to death every year. Everyone understands these things, and the nobles also turn a blind eye and don't care, as if that should be the case. Brando sighed, thinking that at least this
The guy didn't lie, he really knew this place very well.
He asked some more irrelevant questions, and then suddenly asked: "Does anyone 'patronize' here often?"
The patronage he mentioned was naturally not an honorable visit, but the thieves he was talking about. The young man naturally understood. He couldn't help but look at this distinguished gentleman with some awe.
He made up his mind that this was a legendary nightingale. Otherwise, how could he draw the symbol that he didn't even recognize - the symbol must be the one among thieves, but it was much more complicated than he knew.
Much more. Now he was talking about the slang among the fraternities, which made him even more convinced of this.
"Of course not. My lord," the young man quickly replied: "There is not much money and money here. It is unlikely that they would like such a place. Except for those poor mercenaries and old and lustful prostitutes, who would be willing to live there?"
In a place like this?"
"There are always some blind people."
The young man thought for a while and probably understood what Brando meant. He thought hard for a while and then remembered something: "Sir, someone from the patrol cavalry came here a year ago. By the way, they seem to be
Came to find that noble lady."
Brando remembered that they had dealt with those guys here. Could it be for this matter? He frowned and asked some related questions, but the young man could no longer tell the reason. Just like Anti
What Tina said, whether they are thieves or uninvited guests, is unlikely to be willing to have their whereabouts noticed. Finally, he shook his head and threw another silver coin to the young man: "Okay, go quickly, morning
Go back early, I'm still hungry."
"Don't worry, sir, I promise I won't spend any of it carelessly." The young man quickly replied with fear and fear.
"That's not necessary. If you buy food for three people, the extra food will be yours. I'm not short of money, but you'd better not cause trouble for me." Brando replied with a deliberately cold tone.
He asked the boy's name again, and after the other person answered, he ran away quickly, as if he was afraid of staying with him for a while longer. Brando couldn't help but let out a breath. Fortunately, some of the old tricks in the game were not yet complete.
Wang Guang. After one year in this world, being a noble master has become too comfortable. Except for the swordsmanship that is the foundation of one's life, other skills are almost unfamiliar. In the past, these things were all done by Antitina and Fu.
Luo or Caglis took care of everything for him. Today, it was rare for him to take action himself, and he actually regained some of the past feelings.
He stopped and looked at the scene in Bragg before dusk. The sky in the west seemed to be red, and the clouds were full of golden colors. This scene was not much different from a year ago. But at this time, he heard
A sneer: "It seems that the earl is really knowledgeable and not unfamiliar with these low-level things."
Brando suddenly raised his head. The house where Antitina lived was located on the Butch River across Prague. There was a small yard behind the house. Next to the yard was the Butch River. That place originally had
A downward staircase leads to the river, which is equivalent to a small dock. People with a little wealth will tie a small boat to the pillar next to the staircase as another way to travel. However, the tenants here naturally do not have
It's so luxurious. The steps outside the courtyard have been abandoned for many years. The gaps between the stone steps are filled with weeds nearly as tall as a person. At this moment, there is a figure in the grass there.
He squinted his eyes and recognized the other person at once: "Test?" That person was Viscount Test, whom he had met once before at the auction house in Prague, although his appearance had changed greatly.
His blond hair had somehow turned gray, and his face had so many wrinkles that it looked as if he had suddenly aged decades. However, he recognized the contours of his face and that unique look in his eyes, and he knew the other person's name.
.
"I didn't expect that the Earl could recognize me." Test stood on the stone steps, feeling a little emotional. When he fought against the opponent in the underground auction house of this city, he almost killed this person. Unexpectedly,
In just one year, the opponent's strength has grown to this point. He used to think that he was a genius, but now he understands what a real genius looks like. However, these have no meaning to him anymore. When he comes here, he just
Just to find relief.
Brando heard the other party's hoarse voice and asked with some confusion: "Why did you become like this?"
"It's a long story. That experience was a nightmare for me," Test replied, "but it has something to do with you, Lord Count."
"What does it have to do with me?" Brando frowned. He remembered that the only interaction he had with this guy was in the underground auction house. There was no intersection after that. He saw the other person appear before and thought he
I came to him to avenge myself.
"If the earl has time to listen to my nonsense, I can tell you this story slowly. In return, I will tell the earl some secrets about the past." Test replied in a hoarse voice.
Brando was extremely confused, thinking that this guy came to him just to tell some stories. Isn't this guy crazy? But looking at him like this, he was probably crazy, but he was right
The secret in the other party's mouth was quite interesting. He vaguely felt that it might be related to the Unity of All Things, and the biggest threat to him now was that damn organization. He nodded and asked: "Here?
"
"Just right here, there is no one around, it would be a torture for me to wait any longer. I really don't have the time to look for another place." Test replied.
Brando looked at this guy, wondering what experience had turned him into this way, while Test was silent for a moment and suddenly said: "It's because of the Lion Heart Sword."
"Lionheart Sword?"
Test nodded, and then told the story slowly, starting from his search for the Lion Heart Sword for the Union of All Things.
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