"We need to arrest and sanction all those who disturb the order!" Harald looked at the figure in front of him, whose face was completely unclear under his cloak. The pen is a little excited between www.biquge.info words.

"You know, Lord Wei Xu is here to help you get rid of all these thieves...... Forehead...... Dispose of ...... Why bother with sanctioning yourself with your own hands? There was also a hint of displeasure in the voice under the cloak.

"But the new law of the Rift Realm is being established, and we need these disruptive creatures to make an example of the monkeys!" Harald's thinking was extremely clear, and he didn't have any timidity because the person in front of him was sent by the Half Moon Leader.

"......" The fist under the cloak clenched slightly, and if it was possible, he really wanted to beat up the guy in front of him. You don't care about this matter, when I take them away, I will naturally leave you with a group of guys who have broken the rules. ”

With that, the cloaked man walked away, blending in with the Honey Poet's mass of drinkers, and soon faded out of Harald's sight.

"Your Excellency...... Shall we follow this guy...... Listening to his tone, it seems that you can find the nest of the rats......" As Harald was about to leave, one of the lieutenants next to him suddenly asked.

Harald glanced at this guy with idiotic eyes: "You can go with you if you want to, if you lose your life, I can't ask you for an explanation from Lord Wei Xu!" ”

Harald's anger had not yet subsided, and the adjutant had come out again, and this brainless attention naturally became the target of his anger......

Rift Valley itself is built on the lake, which ensures that the city's water supply will not be cut off for any reason. But again, this means of construction makes the city less hot in the summer than in many places, but more stuffy than all else. The effect of the shade is small, but it still makes many guards neglect their duties and run to the shade.

Rat Road, which is the characteristic building of Rift Valley City. The name stands for dirty, damp, and huge snow rats, and of course, the nocturnal humanoid rats. The environment inside is intricate, and it is easy for first-time visitors to get lost if there is no one to guide them.

Of course, in addition to the intricate routes, there are also large and small traps, most of which are bear traps used by untouchables to catch snow rats.

It is only one meter high from the lake in the city, and as soon as the temperature rises in summer and the sun steams, the entire rat road can vaguely see the diffuse fog, and the hot flashes are unstoppable. However, there are still many people who "live" in this environment. They belong to the lowest class of the Rift City, and they can only live in this kind of place, going out fishing at night and occasionally catching snow rats caught by bear traps...... They live on it.

This is the slums of the Rift Territory, this is the dark place of the Rift Territory that has lost its law.

At the end of one of the many paths of the rat path, there is a tavern, a tavern open only to special professions, and the tavern is called the "Tattered Wine Keg". Those who are able to enter here belong to the professionals who have been recruited by the organization. Most of the untouchables of the Rat Path want to be absorbed by the Order, so that they can hug a thigh that will allow them to eat and drink.

In reality, it is so dark, so many people will choose to find a corner in this tattered place, casually tear a rag pawnshop cover, and fall asleep. In the dream, the feeling of hunger will be reduced, and in the dream you can let yourself do whatever you want.

In a corner in front of the door of the jug, the bearded, ragged, and unsightly age of the Nord had just woken up from their dirty bunks.

When I saw it, I saw a slender back with pale yellow hair.

Hehe, there seems to be such a girl in a dream just now, is it still in a dream? The Nord man was still a little unconscious. He subconsciously whistled at the figure in front of him, wanting to slap her inexplicable buttocks.

It's a pity that as soon as his hand was stretched out, he felt a sudden pain in his neck. It was like it was leaking.

The strength is gradually lost, and consciousness is blurred.

Before he lost consciousness completely, he saw the door of the tattered flask he had coveted open and a voice came from inside.

"Wicks, how can you kill someone at the door of the flask." A female voice came from inside.

Oh...... It turns out that this guy is a person in that organization...... Hey, I really want to touch the tiger's ass...... The Nord had no fear of death, and had the heart to tease himself when he was about to - or rather, he had already become numb.

"Kill it casually, what's the matter, sooner or later this corpse will be disposed of by the untouchables...... It's a big meal for them. Wicks said lightly to the woman in front of him who was wearing a full suit of thieves' guild gear, as if he had just raised his hand and thrown out the dagger to kill a snow rat.

"You ......" The woman didn't say much, opened the door and turned around and walked in.

None of the flask women are easy to get along with, and she Sapphire just looks at Wicks a little younger and wants to take care of this guy for a while. Since people don't appreciate it now, I don't need to say anything.

Before the Black Thorn family had not fallen, sapphires belonged to the "business" on the upper side of the treatment. And Wicks and others are waiting for tasks here. Thieves can't see the light, and seeing the light often means that they have a great chance of being wanted in the future.

And now, the Black Thorns have fallen. The eldest son of the lord is very majestic, and he is very targeted at the union. The sapphire had to take refuge in a flask. So the outside business has become this Wicks, who hasn't been noticed so much in the Rift.

At this time, the people in the big flask are there. In fact, even at night, few people go out. The loss of their biggest patron brought their "business" into a bleak period. If it weren't for Mercer and the rune guys who occasionally went out to do a big vote, the operation of this union would probably have come to a standstill.

The atmosphere was dull and tight, and no one spoke. One by one, they either frowned and thought, or silently gnawed on the bread that had been hard for an unknown number of days.

"I ...... Prepare to quit the union...... Do it yourself. Finally, in this dreary atmosphere, a man spoke. With leather armor and brown hair and a beard, it looks a bit like the monkey people on another continent in the painting.

"Dazhi! You ......" Wicks' eyebrows were raised.

"Forget it...... Just let him go......" Delvin, the manager of the Outer Taste members, interrupted Wicks with a direct opening of his mouth.

"Hmm......" The member named Dazhi hummed silently, and then walked towards the door of the rat path......