Targoviste is missing a despicable trafficker, and the root of his evil is about to have a good time with Cepes.

"Officially, my name is Cry Fuli, now you are not the goods, I am not the seller, can you have a drink and chat."

Compared with Sizar, Cryvoli has a much more vicious vision, and in his opinion, the Cepes belong to the category that cannot be traded.

Sizar would have to die if he caused trouble for the auction house, and he was now assessing the severity of the trouble.

"Yes, we can have a drink together. Before I do, though, I'd like to introduce myself. ”

Tsepes showed a friendly side with a smile on his face, but of course, it was only temporary.

The weeping in front of him, as well as this exchange, obviously hides a lot of secrets.

If you want to uproot this sin, you must first penetrate it and understand it from the inside.

As for self-introduction, of course, it is impossible to tell the other party's true identity, otherwise a life-and-death struggle will start immediately.

After quickly thinking of a plan, Tsepes sorted out his clothes and said loudly:

"Ferko Sandria, heir to Nightingale Castle and eldest son of Count Sandria.

This is my dear brother, Arthur Sandria. ”

Far away in Poland, Ferko was about to kiss a beautiful blonde lady when he suddenly sneezed several times in a row.

The blonde lady wiped the snot and spit off her face, slapped Filco in the face, and left the room without looking back.

Cepes, in the old hall, not caring what was happening thousands of miles away, turned to Arthur and said:

"Arthur, take out the family crest and give it to this ......"

"Weeping Furley."

"Yes, show this Mr. Weevoli."

Arthur understood, took out the nightingale badge from his pocket, and showed it to the weeping on the other side.

The heir of the Sandria family, his status is high enough, but not too high, just enough to deal with Cryvoli.

Tsepesh's identity, as well as the attitude he showed, made Cryvoli make a preliminary judgment, today's troubles are easy to solve.

"It turned out to be the future Earl, I have offended before, please forgive me.

I will immediately arrange for someone to escort you home, and at the same time I will give you a gift that is enough to show my sincerity. ”

In his words, Weevoli said very sincerely, but in fact, it was a temptation.

Several noble children will be deceived here, and the most reasonable explanation is that they want to have some fun.

But there are some things that he can't say directly, so he has to wait for the other party to say them.

The development of things was just as he expected, the young noble young master, who said nonchalantly:

"We don't want compensation, we are here this time just to find something interesting to do.

Meet our needs and we will forget all the unpleasantness. ”

Cepes made it very clear, and there was no need to detour around the bush:

"I'm not shy about saying that I run some illegal businesses, and if I want to have fun, I think I can help.

I just don't know what kind of entertainment a few people prefer. ”

"Is this a place for human trafficking?" Tsepes asked, gesturing to his feet.

"The display and trading of goods are all upstairs, and the first floor is where the goods are purchased.

If you want to see something violent, I can take you to another building.

Of course, if you just want to have a drink, find a bed buddy or a killer, and wander around Flea Street, you'll be satisfied. ”

Cry Fuli breathed a relaxed tone, and all kinds of illegal transactions were in his mouth, like a commonplace.

Hearing this, Cepes was in a bad mood, but on the surface, he still pretended to be interested.

"Since we were almost sold as goods, let's start here, please take us to the second floor."

"Please."

Weefuli asked the maid to carry the chariot away, and personally led the people of Cepes to see the long sight.

As he walked, Tsepes asked:

"Mr. Weevoli, you and those guards are not Wallachians, do you know where you come from?"

"We were all born and raised in Wallachia, and I think we should all be Wallachians.

Of course, our ancestors were not the aborigines of this place.

According to the elders, I am an Avar, they are Slavs, and I don't know if you have heard of the 'free society'. ”

Listening to Cryvoli's answer, Tsepes searched his mind for relevant memories and knowledge.

The Slavs need not be introduced too much, hundreds of years ago, the land of Wallachia was ruled by the Slavs.

Before the Slavs, Wallachia was the territory of the Avars, and the free community also originated from the Avars.

Originally, the Liberal Society was a tribal confederation, and the Avars were only one of them.

However, with the rise and fall of one nation after another, the membership and nature of the free community also changed completely.

At that time, only the Avars remained, and after the decline of the local Slavs in Wallachia, they became the fresh blood of the free community.

Two declining ethnic groups, huddling together for warmth, in order to win more rights to live, the free community has become an illegal and violent group.

They are active in various cities, mainly the burghers, who obtain wealth by illegal means, and then use the wealth to accumulate private soldiers and expand their power, forming a distorted virtuous circle.

Memories flashed through his mind, and Cepes thought that the Free Society, known as the Cancer Society, was more appropriate.

The cancer must be eradicated, but the entrenched liberal societies, with the money and the manpower, will always come back after they are cleaned up.

Tsepeš's grandfather tried to drive out all the Avars and Slavs in the territory, but he was unsuccessful.

These two nations themselves have fierce fighting attributes, not to mention that they have money in their hands and can quickly organize an army.

After months of standoffs, the eviction plan fell through, and only the illegal business of a few free associations was hit.

It seems that this cancer still needs to be eradicated by me personally, so let's get as much information as possible.

With a plan in mind, Tsepeš said in a joking tone:

"I know about the Freedom Society, and now I'm a little worried about whether we're going to be high-end goods again when we get to the second floor."

"The principle of the free community is to try not to cause trouble, so you don't need to worry.

Of course, if someone takes the initiative to turn our enemies, that's another matter. ”

Weevoli spoke in a relaxed and threatening tone, while Cepes continued to talk.

"We just want to have fun and nothing else.

Honestly, I'm interested in free societies, can you tell me about your organization? ”

"Sorry, there's nothing to talk about the organization."

The weeping and furious tone was very strict, and Cai Peishi returned in vain, and while speaking, the group came to the second floor.

A small table, placed at the top of the staircase, with two rows of masks revealing the mouth, nose, and eyes.

"Some guests, who don't want to be recognized, can bring their masks here if you need them."

Weevoli opened his mouth to remind that Cepes was the first to put on the mask, and if he was recognized, there would be no way for the show to continue.

Arthur and the others also put on their masks, but the smug Millsa was unmoved.

His expression seemed to be telling a few companions how bright and upright I am, and I dare to show my true face.

As a result, this guy was happy for only three seconds, and Tsepes picked up a mask and buckled it directly on his face.