Compared to the sunlit cityscape, the underground sewer network in Twilight City is a completely different world.

If you look at the engineering drawings of the sewer, the shape of the entire pipe network system is a bit similar to "a ring with a cross inlaid inside".

The entire sewerage project was started in March 1171 and took a year to excavate a total length of more than 3.8 kilometers, which is responsible for 70% of the city's population. Today, this municipal project may not be a big deal, but in the Middle Ages, it is a miracle.

The reason why the Duxi sewer network was completed so efficiently and quickly was due to the industrial application of "earthquake fungus" and "soil solidification" on the one hand, and the fact that Duxi City is located by the sea, and the loose soil is conducive to excavation.

Walking through the underground corridor-like sewers, the moon and stars are invisible, and the only faint light that can provide light is some unknown fluorescent mushrooms that grow next to the sewers.

A mysterious man in a robe and hood, walking down the corridor of the sewers, in the palm of his right hand, a bright flame rises and illuminates everything around him.

He walked down the circular sewer to the intersection, then turned to the sewage platform in the middle of the underground level.

This underground room, which is less than 100 square meters, is located in the middle of the entire sewer world, with the church square of Dusk West City overhead.

The mysterious man walks up to the sewage platform and is drawn to the sticky object beneath his feet.

It was as if the "carpet of blood vessels" was all over the floor and walls, and occasionally some undigested human remains could be seen hidden in them. Countless blood-colored worms swim in and out of the blanket, devouring pieces of meat and waste, growing and laying eggs.

"Leslie, you're late, what do I want you to bring?"

A deep voice came from the darkness, and Lawrence, who had returned to his original appearance, appeared in the firelight, smiling and looking at the person in front of him.

The mysterious man slowly took off his hood, and the red mark on his forehead was particularly dazzling, it was Alfonso's servant, the "Flame Breath" xenomorph - Leslie.

"Great Elder, I thought the last time was the last. Leslie's face was expressionless, but her voice trembled slightly: "You promised before, if I give you the list of biochemical plants, you will give my master peace and tranquility, and untie this 'soul link' on me!"

Claurence, looking at Leslie and shaking his head, said, "Kid, your request makes me feel sad. You belong to the Presbyterian Church, and the soul link between us should be seen as an honor. ”

The flame in Leslie's hand shook a few times, "For all these years, you have only been using me to spy on Lord Alfonso. ”

"The word 'surveillance' is not accurate, and I prefer 'observe'. His loyalty, his character, and his choices, don't you find it interesting that you've been with him for so long?" said Lawrence, spreading his hands, "I need someone to follow him, to record his life, and not to be discovered by him." ”

Leslie was silent for a moment, then whispered, "Great Elder, I ask you once again to spare Master Alfonso. ”

Craura glanced at him, his voice elongated in questioning.

"You gave the Sutherland Legacy to his wife, causing the latter to mutate and kill his own children. Leslie's left hand gripped the corner of his coat tightly, trying to calm his tone: "You gave Alfonso the 'dragon bone' again, and watched him slaughter his loved ones with his own hands." In the end, you asked me to pretend to be rescued by him and stay and watch his every move...... I don't understand, I really don't understand, what's the point of all this?"

"I set up a stage on which a play called 'Human Nature' was performed, and that's it. ”

Leslie's words made Leslie look up in surprise.

"Stage?drama?"

"I have never believed that there is such a thing as 'pure goodness' in this world, and that everyone acts with a strong tendency towards self-interest. Even those who give food and wealth to others for free are only seeking the psychological satisfaction of "good deeds". Touching his chin, Lawrence said, "I have seen countless 'saints' and 'virtuous ones' who have been so far removed from depravity and wickedness that in the end they have only been shown to have lost a time or a reason. ”

"So, I use tragedy and bad luck to set a stage for those saints, and from the perspective of an observer, to see if 'human nature' will eventually swallow up their 'hypocrisy'. ”

Leslie's expression looked like he had seen a monster.

Crorences smiled and said, "Do you think I have something wrong with my brain? Or is it a psychopath? It doesn't matter, many people have accused me to my face." Or it would be better for you to take my observation as a hobby. As for Alfonso...... To be honest, I'm getting less interested in him now......"

Leslie jerked his head up, "You mean, you're not going to spy on him anymore?!"

"I found a more perfect performer, but for his observations, I might have to break the norms of the past and change from an observer to an interlocutor. Because he carries with him some messages that are important to me. So, Leslie, give me what I need. ”

Looking at Clarence reaching for his hand, Leslie hesitated.

The former added: "As long as you give me what I want, the surveillance of Alfonso will officially end, and you will be free again." ”

Leslie thought about it for a long time, and finally took out a drawing from his bosom and handed it to the other party.

Crurence slowly unfolded the drawing, looked at the map depicted on it and the time, nodded and smiled, "With your position as master, your relationship with the guards has really helped me a lot......!" The schedule of the Advent Mass the day after tomorrow, as well as the map of the people in the church square, is great, this is what I want. ”

Leslie put on his hood and said solemnly, "Great Elder, please remember your promise, and from now on, please don't disturb Lord Alfonso's life. ”

With that, Leslie turned and disappeared at the end of the sewer.

"Why don't you kill him here?"

Sabrina's figure emerged from the darkness and asked, tilting her head towards Lawrence.

The latter looked at the drawings in his hand and explained: "One, if we kill him now, and we will not see our attendants for two days, it will arouse Alfonso's suspicions; ”

Sabrina shrugged noncommittally, leaned over to look at the drawings, and said, "Although we now have the layout of the venue, we also have the ceremony schedule. But you see, the king's guards are almost two wings combined, not to mention that there will definitely be sentries and spies in the crowd, and we can't get close to him at all. ”

"Approach? Who told you we were going to approach him?"

Sabrina looked at Grassena suspiciously: "If we don't go to him, can you still expect him to fall from the sky?!"

Claurence, looking at the giant wriggling blood worms on the walls of the room, turned his head to Sabrina and smiled, "You're right. ”