At night, the Karthas fog was thick in early winter, and in this residential area, the new or old houses were scattered high and low, uneven, and the gaps between the houses formed alleys -

Some of the roadways have been repaired and relatively smooth, while others are in a completely natural state, and over time, the surface of the gravel and earth has become a pothole, and you can see puddles everywhere on the roadside.

It's not very deep, but if you accidentally step into it, it's easy to step on the mud.

The misty stone roof glows faintly, and in these puddles, the projection of the full moon is reflected—

As a figure passed, the silver moon shadow quickly dimmed and vanished, and when the figure left, the scene in the puddle changed back to its previous image.

The sound of griffons flapping their wings faded a little behind them.

It was only then that Gross let out a long sigh of relief, the air in his lungs was much warmer than the outside world, and two columns of white air poured out of his nostrils as he stared at the orange light cast from a distant building.

The griffon knight of Karthas and the bounty hunter of the "Pablo Bloodsting".

He found it too exciting.

In the game of the previous life, this historical line plot cannot be experienced by the player at all-

It is now the 17th day of November in the year of the new moon, and it may not be long before the angle of this moonlight will be tomorrow's 18th.

It's a rather interesting time, the royal family's "White Rose", Princess Samantha, came to Karthus for the first time, and what happened tonight is almost never seen in the relevant documents.

A secret.

And he was fortunate enough to experience it.

It's just because he came to this world - the memories of the past echo in his mind like the tide crashing against the reef. Walking through the alleyway, Gross was a little distracted, and only came back to his senses when a bright light appeared in front of him.

A standard wagon carrying goods stopped on the side of the alleyway, and he saw the diminutive man, who also happened to raise his head and look at Gross—

Gross still remembered the yellow, thin face, for this was the waiter they had met when they had arrived in Karthas in the morning.

In a tavern, a waiter with high-level strength -

He was standing beside the carriage with wind lamps hanging at the moment, and there was a young man with a cold expression beside him, this young man had a pair of vicissitudes of gray eyes that were completely out of line with his age.

Aware of Derek's actions, Todd, the nephew of the owner of the "Traveler's House" tavern, also sees Gross.

I actually came to the back of Wild Chrysanthemum Street. By this time, the moonlight was still bright, and Gross could already see that the building in front of him was the "Traveler's House" that sold "a special ale, two soles and a glass".

"Ah, you're back, guest......"

It seemed that Derek had not forgotten who he was at the moment, and he tried to squeeze out a smile that was not good-looking, and greeted Gross warmly.

Gross nodded.

The tarpaulin of the carriage had been pulled open, and there were oak barrels neatly placed inside—from the patchwork boards of these round barrels, there was a faint hint of the smell of alcohol.

Thinking of a special ale for only two soles, Gross looked a little strange.

Such a cheap commodity wouldn't be like those unscrupulous businessmen in his previous life, blending industrial alcohol, right?

Relatively speaking, the average physical fitness of the people in the world of Illuson is far better than his previous life, and it is not too much to say that the incumbent is superhuman - maybe with a different physique, methanol can't kill people?

Unbeknownst to Gross, his speculation was somehow close to the truth.

Finding him stunned as he stared at the round oak barrels, the young man with a pair of gray eyes finally showed an unhappy look—

Businessmen, including tavern owners, are the kind of people who are unusually sensitive to money. In any case, they will not easily trade at a discounted price. And these ales happen to belong to Todd's personal secrets-

The ale of the "Traveler's House", of course, is not completely made from wheat fermentation. Old Brown's nephew, Todd, came to Karthas and joined his uncle in his hometown in the countryside when he accidentally found a way to make a wine with something else instead of wheat.

Gross's actions seemed to be a glimpse into his future fortune.

There was even a hint of warning in these eyes.

Yellow dots.

Another high-ranking officer.

Gross smiled in response—including the skinny waiter he had already seen, and the tavern was actually home to two high-ranking incumbents, and he was a little curious, but he didn't speculate too much.

Because enough has happened this night.

Now that he had come to the "Traveler's House", he thought about it for a while and made a plan to rest here for the night—

By this time, the city of Karthas was in turmoil, and although rescuing Eve from the "Black Dragon's Eye" made him a wanted criminal for the city guards, in fact, no one had the energy to pay attention to this trivial matter anymore.

Nodding slightly, Gross returned to the room that had been booked during the day at the "Traveler's House".

……

The heart thumped wildly in its chest, following the shadows of the corner, pausing from time to time to listen to the movement behind him—Congreve wiped away the sweat from his soaked hair and forehead, and his eyes rolled as he tried to scan the street in front of him.

Outside is Wild Chrysanthemum Street, which separates the north and south districts of Karthas.

The trees were lined with trees, the lights on both sides of the streets were bright and quiet, and occasionally a patrol of the City Guard cavalry passed by slowly and evenly.

From the street behind this street, Congreve has already drilled through many lanes—

In these dimly lit alleys, he smelled the thick smell of urine, the stench of human and animal feces, and the rotting smell of all kinds of things in the garbage heap.

In addition to this, he met several wandering warblers in these alleys, women who had come out of a dilapidated house in a corner, their faces covered with beprising heavy makeup, and one of them, whose face was as thick as a piece of dough, and threw him a wink.

If it were usual, he might have been a little interested, but in this case of escaping, he completely died of this flowery mind-

The escape of the two mighty griffin knights did not mean the end of the trouble, on the contrary, Congreve could conclude that it might not be long before the entire neighborhood, or even the entire city of Karthas, would be hunted down.

The assassination of the royal princess is almost equivalent to treason.

Although the bounty hunters of "Pablo's Blood Thorn" usually do not have the slightest respect for the royal family, they are well aware of the power of the royal family and nobles.