The ruined Findel district was nothing but rubble and black, scorched earth, and the wails of the old and sick mingled with the chirping of crows lingered in the air.

Andrew walked through the broken streets, with only the surviving residents peeking through the doors with twinkling eyes. The horrific Holocaust had been deeply imprinted in the minds of the survivors, and the shadow hung over the hearts of the Herodians, and there was no hope in the eyes of these Herodians.

This is the despair brought about by the flames of war! Andrew thought silently, and the area ravaged by the tyrannical war was full of makeshift graves.

The dead silence was chilling, and every now and then a nasty cry could be heard in the distance, and when I looked up, the sky was full of hovering crows. It is said that they eat the dead for life.

Andrew took a few hurried glances before leaving the place to find the mechanical shop where Constance Dante had lived, which, though less devastated, had been completely devastated and completely transformed. And the already intertwined roadway was also unrecognizable because of the destruction.

The looming figure roaming the streets dispels the idea of Andrew walking in, poverty can sometimes turn people into beasts, and he used to live in other lower towns, where the filthy streets are filled with fireworks women in the skin business, and scoundrels take risks. It is reality that distorts people, and the atrocities derived from people continue to distort the world.

Following the instructions given to him by Constance Dante, Andrew fumbled for the location of the mechanical shop.

"Maybe Your Highness has really made a decision!" Andrew muttered to himself that he had witnessed the decadent years of Constance Dante, but he had not given up hope that the former knight king would be revived.

Once the young king stood in front of the temple of Mars in Constantine's Square, guarding the glory of the empire, Andrew had always believed that the new Rome would bring his country back to light, and that the knight king would be the one who carried the lamp in the darkness.

Eventually, Andrew found the dilapidated mechanical shop in the ruined streets, a two-story tiled house that had been unrecognizable but miraculously not collapsed.

"This should be it!" Andrew looked at the dilapidated tiled house, covered with smoke and dust. Vaguely looking at it, Andrew seemed to be able to recognize the appearance of himself when he left here. The young man rubbed his hand against the white notch on the doorframe, which Cons, Dante and himself had left when they were measuring Sophia's height. "It's so nostalgic! I didn't expect everything to be preserved! Although it had been destroyed, he could still remember what it was, remembering that the three men had come from the Thracian countryside to live here for two years. Although he has lived in the school warehouse for a longer period of time, Andrew has a closer sense of intimacy with the place.

According to what Constance Dante told him, under the second floor tile in front of the door to the left, there was something that Cons Dante was hiding.

What could it be? Andrew silently asked himself, maybe there was something that Cons Dante really didn't want to tell even himself! I don't know what's going on, thinking of this, Andrew feels an inexplicable unhappiness in his heart. But the thought only passed through his mind, and Andrew opened the door, and the rotten wooden door was gently pushed open, and it was already a mess, apparently an uninvited guest had already visited before. The house was overturned, and I think it was also forced by those Herodians who were hungry and cold.

Andrew walked over to the stone bricks, and could vaguely make out that the floor was indeed different from the others, smooth rather than rough.

For some reason, Andrew's fingertips crossed the cold surface but stopped, and for some reason, a deep uneasiness rose in his heart again, but Andrew still took a deep breath and removed the stone brick.

"This is ・・・・・・" The moment the deep shadow below appeared in his field of vision, Andrew took a deep breath of cold air the next moment.

・・・・・・

"Is this it? What foul air! Rothkop frowned in disgust as he scanned the streets of Findel, as if he didn't want to stay any longer. This kind of lower town was not something that a nobleman like him would set foot in, but Rothkop still came here.

"Are you sure that kid is here?" Rothkop asked coldly, looking at the man who was full of alcohol, and did not hide the contempt in his heart at all.

"Sure, sure!" The man who nodded hurriedly said, "I followed him here just now, that kid must be here." ”

Charlie has not dared to trouble Andrew since he met Constance, but that doesn't mean he doesn't hold a grudge against it. And this coincides with Rothkop, the aristocratic boy's hostility towards Andrew has not been a day or two, and the wooden guy knows nothing.

"It's time to let this shitty thing know what happened to something that shouldn't be moved." A fanatical smile appeared on Rothkop's face, and he subconsciously licked his lips, daring to touch Christine, the prey of his dignified duke's son! The time has come to make him pay.

"I'll leave it to you next." Plushenko sneered.

"No problem, Master Rothkop, we're here to help." Charlie let out a flattering and hateful laugh like a pug, and behind him were several large men with spikes and sticks in their hands, all of whom Charlie had met in the dirty downtown. At night, he spends his days on street corners and acts as a thug in a casino during the day. And this time they came here to teach a young man who didn't know what to do.

"Just a lowly Herod, not even a second-class citizen. Go ahead and do it! Charlie said excitedly, rubbing his hands together.

・・・・・・

With a thud, something smashed into the ground, pulling Andrew's thoughts back in. Andrew withdrew his gaze, and the sound seemed to come from deep in the room.

Is there anyone in there? Andrew's heart was suspicious, but he decided to go in and find out.

Andrew slowly approached the depths of the room, just as his hand touched the doorknob. Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a dark shadow rushed in front of him.

Andrew was caught off guard, was hit hard in the chest, and sat on the ground. But he didn't have time to cry out in pain, only heard a cry of distress and begging for mercy.

"Let ・・・・・・ go over me! I didn't mean to! Andrew got up, and then he saw that there was a gray-faced child in front of him, his face was full of tears, but his eyes were very bright.