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"Whew... Enough strength. ”

Good wine, the alcohol content is large enough, the mellow aroma is also good, put the wine into the space, and there is still a lot of time left.

There were still about three hours to go, and in another three hours the caravan bound for Cecilia's home would depart, and for a little money, it would be possible to catch it along the way.

The departure times of the caravans had always been precise and had never changed, but it was best to go half an hour earlier.

On the street, the two of them walked leisurely, the time was not too tight, he knew a passage, it only took ten minutes to reach the starting point of the caravan, they could take a slow turn, by the way, to satisfy her curiosity.

Although this is the realm of the [underground], as long as you follow the rules, no one will do anything to you, unless you die, such as a joke that circulates here: once upon a time, there was a man who was the son of a gang boss, and one day he felt that he was very bullish and ran to the door of another gang to die, and then he really died. The story is short and doesn't seem to have much to laugh about, but it's a true story, so the story became a joke.

This stupid father spent a lot of effort to save his son, but the boss of this gang did not bird him, in order to keep his lone seedling, he even pulled down his face and asked others for help, but no one was willing to help, and the reason was the same: he broke the rules.

The territory they are walking on now is the [Common Area].

In these places, there are no gangs, everyone can move freely, and it is also a paradise for some little people.

Here, thieves and other little people living in the corners of the city are able to live freely, no matter what they are outside, and here, like normal people, they can move freely within the limits of the rules.

But it's also a hell for some little people.

Without the protection of gangs, some of the slightly wealthier people will become the focus of robbers and pickpockets.

But no matter how chaotic it is in the places where the minor characters can't see, at least on the surface, it's orderly, even more orderly than the city's [daytime].

Recently, this territory has been a bit chaotic, because the new mayor has come to power, so the chess pieces that the bigwigs have planted in [daytime] need to move, change posture and continue to hide, the mayor seems to have great political ambitions, and he also announced that he will change the name of the city, and what is surprising is that this decision actually passed.

He decided to change the name of the city to Nukabeli.

In a local dialect system, the word means "new, beautiful."

But it seems that the mayor is completely unaware of the existence of the [Underworld], which is naïve (laughs).

In the streets, the light is neat, all the garbage is thrown into the garbage cans, there are quite a few people around, but the sound is not noisy at all, and everyone walks fast, at least on the surface: the city maintains an efficient model.

Everything is in order, without the slightest confusion.

In the mutual checks and balances of all the gangs, the entire city maintains a delicate balance.

And in a short period of time, this balance will not be broken.

As mentioned earlier, for this one, he is nothing more than a small gear on a huge machine that can be replaced at any time.

It's a complete dream to upset this balance on your own, and it's been in place for hundreds of years, and those who are in power can get rid of the unruly at any time, and you might not know how to die by then.

You can't expect a bunch of wizards who eat with their heads, all reckless men who only know how to swing their fists.

Therefore, this is the [Underground World], which is very simple: keep the rules, be honest, cherish life, and stay away from death.

They are still wandering the streets, and everyone else is subconsciously bypassing them.

This outfit that makes them look like bosses keeps others out of danger subconsciously.

Albert, who is working as Cecilia's free tour guide, controls her voice so that only she can hear it, and explains everywhere.

"That's where the killers take their missions. ”

They had just walked to a place with a lot of traffic, and the store he was referring to seemed to be doing a thriving business, but the business was a little wrong, the people who came in and out were wearing ordinary clothes, and the killers who went to take the task all had a passer-by face, the kind that they couldn't find as soon as they walked into the crowd, and a few of them looked very kind and kind, and they couldn't tell that they were doing this at all.

This is the real killer, you can't tell the difference between them and ordinary people at all.

Most of the time, all they have to do is get close to their target, then kill them at close range, and finally blend into the crowd and get out.

Most of the killers look very ordinary, and those who kill a lot and are experienced, can even give people a sense of affinity like a spring breeze, which makes people unconsciously want to get close to them, and some have a very humorous and funny quality.

It's all about getting closer to the goal.

Most of the time, there will be a very comfortable sense of ease when talking to a professional killer, they will be very talkative, they will always be able to quote scriptures, they will also be very funny and humorous, they can always tell a little joke to adjust the atmosphere, and maybe they can dance a dance to help the fun, but if these people take the initiative to talk, uh...

It's best to find an excuse to get out and pray that you're running faster than them.

"The killers here are professional, and usually, it's not a problem to fight ten at a time, just by looking at the combat experience, they can easily take out me. ”

"Like the last assassination of George Bernard Shaw, they are all third-rate killers who are not accepted here, and can only stir up trouble outside. ”

"If all those killers are from here. He raised his head slightly, "Then the end result will be completely different." ”

"That's all I know, what's the problem?"

"Nope. "She looks a little more cautious than she did at the beginning, and that's a good sign, he thinks.

The mission receiving point looks no different from an ordinary tavern, and it's okay to go in for a drink, but most people don't want to go in on the basis of understanding the situation: the people around are all killers! Who can feel safe?!

"So, you've done everything you want to do this time, and you can leave. ”

Scanning around to make sure she wasn't being followed, Alberta led her into an alley.

It was a dead end, at the end of the alley, with only a bluestone wall, and he gently tapped a few bricks.

And then take her straight into the wall...