The city of gold, the eastern part of the city is a combination of the central part of the city, and in the south, a river that is not very spacious flows through it. The river is not clean, green, covered with a layer of gray black, a large amount of domestic water from the slums, injected here, making the river over-nutritious, all kinds of aquatic plants, blocking the river, dreary nights, here exudes a foul smell.

A group of rats with glowing eyes walked wet on the riverbank, squeaking and scurrying around. Suddenly, a pair of big hands appeared in the middle of the river, grabbing a large rat weighing about three pounds, and immediately, the blood cracked, and the rat was swallowed into the stomach.

This man hiding in the river was blonde and wearing a noble magic swordsman costume, but the clothes had already been severely damaged.

This man's eyes were green, his mouth, nose and clothes were covered with dried blood, his hair was sparse, revealing a lot of scalp, and his originally neat teeth had fallen out a lot, and he had become black and red due to the excessive amount of blood he had sucked.

Right now, there are at least ten strong men in the slums searching for his whereabouts.

Stirling's consciousness was confused, but he also sensed a crisis. After a few interceptions, Sterling began to become smart and instinctively hidden, telling him by nature that he was in a very dangerous situation. It's like those rats that scurry around at night in search of food, hiding at the slightest noise, and as soon as the people leave, they immediately plunder.

In the middle of the night.

After a short run, Alan and the others came to the edge of the slum. Although Alan had done a lot of systematic tasks in the slums in his previous life, he was still a little incredulous when the endless stretch of low houses appeared in front of him.

Facing the sheriff, Alan asked casually, "How many people live here?" ”

"Five or six hundred thousand." Sheriff Road.

Alan listened, nodded, and did not answer immediately. The City of Gold has a total population of nearly 20 million, which is about the same as the population of the megacities on the planet where Allen lived in his previous life. In some parts of South America, the number of poor people in cities of more than 20 million people far exceeds the sheriff's number. Looking at the barely edged shantytowns, Alan believed that there were at least 2-3 times as many poor people as the sheriff had said.

As for why the sheriff is so panicked. There are two possibilities, one is to look good, and the other is that he doesn't know the real data.

Looking at the streets of the slums, Alan sighed faintly, no matter what time and space it is, the slum problem is too sensitive, and the warlock boy has a faint bad premonition in his heart, as if he has seen a very bad situation.

As the sheriff arrives at a bar on the outskirts of the slum, Alan and the others are stopped.

It's a big bar. But the décor was poor, and it was not hard to tell from the smell of rotten liquor wafting from the bar that this was the favorite place for the poor. There are copper coins that can buy a large cup of bitter ale, extremely cheap white pork, and even plump women who can get their hands on it for a small penny. Many poor people who have adventures in the forest will choose to spend in such places.

But for now, it's clear that it's been requisitioned by the City of Gold. The person in charge of guarding outside the bar was a subordinate of the sheriff, and when he saw that the chief had brought someone, he interrogated him a little. And it didn't really stand in the way. Walking into the bar, the sheriff said, "Alan, Mr. Joey." In order to solve the ghost matter, the city lord has gathered a total of more than thirty friends who have the ability to deal with ghosts, and the city lord's mansion will hold an extraordinary meeting here tonight, so please wait for a while. ”

As the sheriff spoke, Alan raised his eyes to see the Grand Knight of the City Lord's Mansion, Antunia. Antunia is the guardian knight of the lord of the city, Grand Duke Enriquez, although he is a knight. But with the title of Viscount, he has a high status in the Golden City. Seeing Alan, Antunia took the initiative to come over.

When the sheriff saw that Mr. Grand Knight had something to say, he immediately smiled and retreated to the side. Continued to carry out his own reception tasks.

"Mr. Allen, it's a pleasure to meet you. I haven't seen you for many days, and you have changed a lot! Antunia remembers that in his impression, Alan was only a teenager of twelve or thirteen years old, and he didn't expect to see him in his twenties today.

Alan said: "I originally had some experience, and then I became a teenager for some reason, and now I have temporarily recovered my original appearance, but Mr. Grand Knight has good eyesight, and he recognizes me at a glance!" ”

Antunia nodded, as one of the strongest in the Golden City, this Grand Knight Mr. naturally has some advantages, but he can recognize Allen, not because of Allen's distinctive appearance, but because of the dark eyes of this warlock boy. This should be the eye that Antunia has ever seen, most like the night sky.

Among the list of people invited by the city lord of Enriquez to participate in the meeting today, Eren was the only one with such eyes, so Antunia boldly recognized it, but he caught it accurately, which completely reflected the amazing insight of the great knight.

The Divine Grace Continent is a magical world. Mr. Parr is almost only a huge head left, and he can still live, and there is even a race on the continent called halflings, as long as they have a soul, any race can live. Therefore, Antunia did not have too many doubts about the experience of physical changes that Eren had expounded.

"The last time in the attack on Dragon Knight Cayton, your strength, Mr. Allen, was impressive. Today, Cayton entered the heart of the slum early in search of the ghost's whereabouts, and I learned that this guy sent someone to look for you as soon as he arrived. So I secretly intercepted you first. Antunia said with a smile as a plump maid brought a few glasses of wine, which the Grand Knight took from the plate and handed it to Alan and Joey.

"After Cayton arrived, he was only looking for you, and Mr. Allen must be very extraordinary to be able to make the dragon knight value him so much."

"The knight is wrong." Alan took a glass of wine and introduced Joey to Antunia.

"This is my friend, Joey, a great warrior whose mount is a golden lion that can greatly restrain the power of ghosts."

"Oh?" When Antunia heard this, she stretched out her right hand.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Joy."

"Me too, it's an honor to be here with you." Joey shook hands and said hello.

"Golden Lion, this is our top-level magical beast on the Raspar Plain, it can often advance to the third order or legendary, Mr. Joy can subdue this kind of magical beast, it seems that it is really heroic!"

While the three of them were chatting, the city lord sent people to invite people from all walks of life came one after another, Alan saw that there were mages, knights, temple priests, etc., and several important noble councilors and special officials in the city also came to the bar.

Alan took his seat in the bar at Antunia's arrangement, and soon a group of attendants filled the table with a large amount of wine and abundant food. The people who can be invited by the City Lord's Mansion tonight are both noble and strong, and they dare not slack off. Knowing that the meeting was about to begin, Alan and Joey did not reach for the food on the table, but spoke in a low voice, exchanging views on the ghost incident.

About a quarter of an hour passed.

There was a small commotion in the bar, then silence. At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a robe with red edges on a black background and red edges of the aristocratic Grand Duke, nearly 1.90 meters tall, and a dignified face walked in. Feeling the powerful and terrifying aura on this person's body, Alan was amazed in his heart, and secretly said that this person must be the lord of the Golden City, the city lord Enriquez.

Sure enough, just as the noble Grand Duke walked to the throne and sat down, the guardian knight Antunia said in a loud voice: "Everyone, I am the guardian knight of the Grand Duke Enriquez of the Golden City, Antunia, it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

"Allow me to introduce to you the great lord of Golden Raspar, Grand Duke Enriquez!"

As soon as these words came out, all the nobles and spellcasters stood up one after another and saluted the Grand Duke.

"You don't have to be polite, it's a pleasure to meet you." Grand Duke Enriquez stood up, returned the salute, and without waiting for Antunia to preside over the meeting, he said directly: "Today's situation is urgent, so we will put aside those cumbersome etiquette and get down to business directly. ”

As soon as he had said this, Antunia unfolded a map of the slums on a large stand, and the Grand Knight took the lead in introducing the situation.

"Ladies and gentlemen, without further ado, we have gathered you here tonight to solve the problem of ghosts hurting people. On this map, we see a green area of about 38 square kilometers and a population of more than 200,000. In addition, there is a red zone, which is the core of more than 3,000 poor people. ”

"Right now, a dozen strong men have entered the core area to search for the whereabouts of the ghost, and according to the current information, the ghost has not yet left the slums. But no one has been able to find its whereabouts either. Therefore, the lord of the castle invited you to come, and I hope that you will give you some advice on whether it is possible to find the ghost and destroy it. ”

As soon as these words came out, Antunia stopped speaking, leaving time to everyone.

Soon, the bar resounded with Fang Cai's stumbling words. Alan was extremely perceptive, quietly listening to what others were talking about, and didn't say much. Looking at the Grand Duke Enriquez sitting in the distance, the city lord sat on the chair without saying a word, with a hint of anxiety in his face, and a little indifferent, this is the common posture of people who have been in high positions for a long time.

First, he must be responsible for the lives of thousands of people in the slums, and second, the lives of these people are actually a piece of data, which is difficult to cause his psychological fluctuations.

There are many ways to do this, such as cutting the core area and having a few people in charge of each area, or setting up a powerful ghost circle to trap the ghosts. The Temple Priest suggested that the Divine Eye be sacrificed to the God of Light, the Vision of the God, and the Wheel of Light activated to curb the development of the ghosts.

Hearing the Wheel of Light, Allen's heart moved slightly, on the battlefield of the later generations, there was a group of priests, through the Wheel of Light, to create daylight, firmly restricting the "night battle" of the Victor Skull Legion at night, but as far as Alan knows, the cost of activating the Wheel of Light is extremely high, and before the catastrophe, this is still a legendary skill. Although the priest spoke very passionately, Alan believed that with his strength, he could not control the Wheel of Light at all, and taught Alan to look down on him.

In Allen's eyes, the reason why the priest said this was just to take advantage of the chaos to raise the value of the temple and obtain benefits, and the performance of these so-called attendants of the divine mansion when the catastrophe was coming was really chilling, and Alan didn't want to believe them at all. (To be continued.) )