Tallinn is a huge city, and you can't walk through the streets for a day.

According to the address, Su Mo came to the legendary slum, the crowded streets were almost difficult to pass a horse-drawn carriage, the houses looked like they could fall apart at any moment, huge cracks could be seen everywhere, and he even saw a collapsed house.

Those who have shelters are not even the poorest, and by the garbage cans in the alleys, a few beggar-looking people are lying on the ground sickly, and what shelters them from the wind and rain is a broken wooden plank.

It's winter, so it's hard to say if you'll be able to survive it.

A well-dressed person like Su Mo, when he walked to such a place, he looked discordant everywhere, and some homeless people even wanted to snatch his clothes. After kicking a homeless man, he had to change his outfit.

Master Su crossed from the western cowboy to pick up rags, and directly became a beggar, and Su Qier went online.

Under such a garment, no one coveted his clothes anymore.

Well...... No one coveted his beauty.

Max lives right next to a dilapidated church in the ghetto.

Confirming that the address is correct, Su Mo knocked on the door of this room that looks quite decent, this guy still lives in a very dilapidated house, but compared to the surrounding ones, it is already a mansion.

After two knocks, there was a response inside.

"Please come in!"

Su Mo changed the outfit on his body, walked in, and saluted with his hand on the brim of his hat.

In the room sat a thin old man with old glasses, with rough skin, a somewhat gray beard, and equally gray hair with sparse hair. He watched the costume on Su Mo's body change, and there was no look of surprise in his eyes: "Guest, may I ask if there is anything that can help you?" ”

"You didn't go out on business today, did you?"

"My youngest son helped me take over a lot of business, and it just rained heavily, I didn't go out, did you see my little son, just at the corner of the street, he asked people one by one, sir, do you need to repair your shoes, my father's craftsmanship is very good......"

"Mr. Max, I'm not here to fix my shoes, my shoes are new." Su Mo put the badge in the palm of his hand and handed it to the shoemaker.

The shoemaker took the badge and examined it carefully, and finally stopped what he was doing, went to the door, picked up a sign and hung it outside, and then plugged it in from the inside.

"Your Excellency, is the Earl alright?"

"I can't tell if it's good or not, but it's as unfathomable as ever." Su Mo replied, looking at the other party's expression, he knew that this envoy was very remarkable, and it seemed that he really licked the dog and licked everything to the end.

"I don't know what you have to do when you come to me?" The shoemaker stood respectfully beside Su Mo.

"Lord Earl wants you to show me Tallinn, it's not the same Tallinn, in fact, I've been to Tallinn many times, I don't know what kind of Tallinn I haven't seen." Su Mo said with a smile.

Warmth and friendship are like a leader who goes down to the local area to inspect.

"Tallinn......" Max sighed.

He walked to the shoe cabinet, picked out two pairs of shoes from the shoe cabinet, took one pair for himself, and gave Su Mo a pair.

Su Mo didn't understand why he gave himself a pair of shoes, this was a pair of cowhide shoes, the quality was very good, and the old shoemaker's craftsmanship was very good, and there were almost no traces of repair.

Why wear someone else's shoes, can he refuse.

"Isn't the size right, probably not, my eyes have always been very accurate in this regard, just by looking at a person's feet, you can know what kind of shoes he is wearing." A voice said behind Su Mo.

Su Mo turned his head sharply and stared at the person behind him vigilantly.

The old shoemaker was gone, replaced by a burly, middle-aged man, wearing the silver-scaled breastplate that mercenaries and servants liked to wear, which provided good protection and did not hinder the flexibility of movement.

The door was still closed, the old windows were closed, and he didn't hear him leave.

So where did the old shoemaker go, and who was this man?

"Don't be surprised, you'll understand it when you put on these shoes." This servant pointed to Su Mo's shoes and said calmly.

Su Mo suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility.

The man in front of him was the old shoemaker, who seemed to have somehow become a different person—if I guessed correctly, the role of the shoe.

Su Mo glanced at the shoes that the other party had replaced that originally belonged to the old shoemaker, and he no longer dared to believe that the old shoemaker he saw just now was the true face of the other party, and the ghost knew what he originally looked like.

He managed to calm down and put the new shoes in his hand on his feet.

It seemed to have become a little shorter, and the parallel line of sight had changed a little, and Su Mo couldn't wait to walk to the front of the dressing mirror - it was reasonable for the poor shoemaker to have a dressing mirror that was not too expensive.

The man in the mirror was indeed shorter, dressed in Tallinn's most fashionable tuxedo gentleman's outfit, with a bowled black top hat and a walking stick in his hand.

The man made a gesture of invitation very elegantly, completely upper-class.

Is this yourself?

"It's good to get used to it, envoy, let's go, I'm your entourage, now I'm going to take you to Tallinn, the badge on your chest belongs to the Morton family, although it has declined, plus me, it's still enough to protect you from being robbed by the homeless."

"Okay, you're very thoughtful." Su Mo nodded, leaned on his cane, and walked out of the shoemaker's house with his unfamiliar steps.

He now understood why Dracula said that the shoemaker was very useful—that he could make people wear whomever the shoes were, and that the skill was indeed very rebellious.

"Oh, Max, where is your little son, I didn't see the child on the street." Su Mo asked casually.

"He's dead, dead under the wheels of the nobility, my lord, let's go, how about starting with the church?" Max looked flat, as if he was telling someone else's story.

"I'm sorry, really." Su Mo said.

The church is still a church, and there are still a few priests in it, but it has long lost its former pomp, and after Su Mo entered, he found that it had become a hospital in the slums.

The ground was covered with straw mats, and young and old beings were lying down.

No one paid attention to Su Mo and the two of them, because between the coming and going of life, all of them lost their curiosity.

"Almost all of them here are factory workers, and the solution they use is poisonous, so as long as the workers work for a year or two, they will be poisoned, and their lungs will basically rot, and there is no cure, and the pastor can't do it." Max said, pointing to a few patients who were struggling to breathe.

"If you know it's poisonous, why do you do it!" Su Mo was speechless.

"Because I'm hungry, if I don't do it, I might starve to death tomorrow, and if I do, I can at least live a few more days." Max said.

"They can go back to the countryside and farm." The wilderness isn't all a place to spawn monsters, there are a lot of ranch farms, and there is arable land everywhere, so what's the point of squeezing into the city.

"Once, almost all of them had their own farmland and livestock, but they were all taken away by the nobles, so you saw all this."

"I guess, if you're going to show me, there must be a lot more like this." Su Mo took a breath of cold air, feeling that he would definitely not be in a happy mood on his next trip to Tallinn.