No matter what the era, class divisions have always existed, and so has the city of Ksovo, which is located on the coast. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The most central and most iconic building is naturally the City Lord's Mansion, the two stone lions at the gate that weigh hundreds of tons and look extremely imposing, and the hundreds of armored soldiers who are guarding nearby all the time, all reveal the extraordinary identity of the owner of this courtyard.

Around the city lord's mansion, buildings of different shapes but all of them are imposing have risen from the ground, and among the nobles and wealthy merchants of Ksovo, there has always been a rule that is not put on the surface, that is, the closer the house is to the city lord's mansion, the higher the status of the owner of the house.

A group of heavily armored patrol soldiers passed by Lin Hao, compared to the soldiers he had seen before, these soldiers were far superior to the latter, both in terms of equipment and overall quality.

"Sure enough, this is the division of classes." Glancing over these soldiers, Lin Hao couldn't help but sigh with such a sigh, unlike the patrol soldiers who appeared in twos and threes on the periphery of this huge city, the closer they were to the center of the city, the more soldiers patrolled, and in comparison, the overall quality of these soldiers was far superior to those soldiers on the periphery.

Passing through the invisible dividing line between commoners and wealthy businessmen and aristocrats, Lin Hao's footsteps did not stop in the slightest, but continued to move forward until he reached a small courtyard that still revealed a strange atmosphere.

"What's the matter, I can't even do this little bit of work, don't come back in the future, there are many people who want to do this errand, and there is no shortage of you." At the door, a man who looked to be in his forties had a gloomy face, counting a boy who had fallen to the ground, and beside the boy, there was a pile of garbage.

The boy looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a crooked hat on his head, and several shabby clothes on his body to keep out the cold, around so, with the fierce cold wind blowing, his body was also trembling, hearing the middle-aged man's incessant reprimand, the boy seemed to have no idea what to say, he seemed at a loss, his face instantly turned red, a pair of eyes turned red, tears kept swirling inside, and they could roll down at any time.

Seeing the middle-aged man's reaction, next to the boy, a rickety old man who was also carrying a bunch of things on his back changed his face instantly, put down the burlap bag on his back, hurriedly took out a few silver coins from the tattered linen clothes on his body, and skillfully stuffed them into the middle-aged man's hands, and then hurriedly laughed and said: "The child has bad hands and feet, don't you mind." ”

The middle-aged man quietly accepted the silver coins, his face softened a little, but he still said in that cold tone: "Hurry up and pack up the things and transport them away, otherwise if Master Varro sees it, you won't want to do this job." ”

Some waved his hand in disgust, and the middle-aged man let out a muffled snort in his nose, turned around and left.

"Thank you, old butler." Seeing that the other party did not continue to entangle in this matter, the rickety old man hurriedly flattered, and when he noticed that the other party was walking away, he breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly helped the boy up, and patted the other party's body.

"This damn bastard, who only took the benefit from us the other day, is asking for it again." Seeing the old housekeeper walking away, the boy who fell to the ground immediately put away his previous pitiful appearance, looked at the other party's figure fiercely, and the boy couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

"Tabbo, forget it, although this job is tiring, there are still many people rushing to do it, this "vampire" probably wants to drive us away, so let's bear with it. When the rickety old man heard the boy's words, he couldn't help but sigh, and said with some embarrassment, and then bent down to pick up the garbage on the ground.

"Grandpa, I'll come, you're old and in poor health, don't bend over all the time." Seeing the movements of the rickety old man, the boy hurriedly dissuaded, and then squatted down, quickly collecting all the garbage on the ground into the burlap bag.

"Good, good." Seeing that his grandson was so sensible, the rickety old man smiled and didn't say anything more, and the boy was carrying the sack with some difficulty, while supporting the rickety old man.

Descending the steps, the boy blushed and threw the sack on his shoulder into the carriage in front of the door, and his palms could not help but hold the carriage to catch a few breaths, rest for a while, and then drive the carriage away.

didn't care about the pair of grandchildren who had a hard life, looking at the door that was closed again, Lin Hao frowned, and then walked forward and knocked on the door.

"Is that bastard disturbing Uncle's dreams again?" Lin Hao knocked for a few minutes, and with a "clang" sound, the iron door opened again.

"Who are you?" The previous butler pushed open the iron door, looked at Lin Hao's body a few times, and then asked in a somewhat arrogant tone.

"I'm Lin, I'm here to visit Master Varro this time, and I want to ......"

"Alright, Master Varro will have time to deal with guys like you." Before he could finish speaking, the butler looked at Lin Hao's clothes, sneered, and then wanted to close the iron door.

Lin Hao frowned, the purpose of his coming out this time was to find an alchemy master, you must know that in the battle with the Cana fishmen, afterwards, those sailors under Lin Hao collected a lot of blood and scales from the corpses of these Cana fishmen, these things are relatively rare alchemy materials, if he can sell all these things, Lin Hao estimates that he will have a lot of gold coins in his account.

Ten silver coins quickly turned in Lin Hao's hand, like an elegant elf in his hand, spinning, jumping, blooming with endless brilliance, and then with a slight movement of his palm, these silver coins seemed to come to life, and fell into the butler's pocket dexterously.

"Please also let the housekeeper report it."

"It's okay to report it, but it's not up to me to decide whether the master sees you or not." Noticing Lin Hao's movements, the housekeeper raised his eyebrows, and then spoke.

"Please give this to Master Varro, if the master doesn't want to see me after seeing this thing, forget it."

Lin Hao took out a sealed bottle in his pocket and handed it to the middle-aged housekeeper.

"Okay." With a sound of agreement, the butler closed the iron door again.

After coming to this world, Lin Hao's personality has also undergone a great change in the subtlety, no longer as rigid and serious as in the past, but has changed a lot.