St. Rhine is famous as the holy city of the Rhine god of water, and even the goddess, who is known for her kindness, is not immune to the emergence of street thugs who specialize in bullying and goodness.

"Young Master"

Looking at the last bloodline of the Lorenzo family, who looked dirty and messy, the old housekeeper who regarded him as his own grandson cried out in distress.

Needless to say, it must have been a street thug.

They don't dare to hurt innocent people under the nose of the goddess, but they make trouble, bully people under the pretext of pranks and fights, and the church can't arbitrate.

It's not that you can't find out the truth, magic is always so magical, isn't it. However, there were no fatalities, not even larger wounds, who would be more serious about trivial things. You know, the gang's bowl of rice is not something that can be eaten by just anyone, and if there is no backstage support, wait to be caught by the sheriff as a credit.

The oppression without a conflict of interests is definitely an act of defiling the city of St. Rhine and ignoring the glory of the goddess, and the gangsters do not dare to do so.

"Old Butler Haibo, shall we move out of St. Rhine? The Lorenzo family has fallen, and the forces in the city of St. Rhine, which divided the family, do not allow us to survive. Mosil Lorenço said in despair.

The old butler trembled and fumbled for the purse pressed under the stone in the corner, and after a series of dying struggles, the Lorenzo family saw no hope in rebuilding, and there was not much gold left. None of them were uninformed, and countless families had fallen into the same situation as them, and with the exception of a very few, most of the rebuilt families had found supporters before more than half of the family estate remained.

When they run out of ammunition, no one will waste a lot of resources to support them. Even if there were, Mosier would not dare to say yes, because history has taught us that it often means huge risks that are uncontrollable.

"Alas, the time is almost up. It's not that the old man doesn't know that there is no hope of staying in St. Rhine, how can the greedy nobles give us the possibility of leaving with wealth. Now they are poor and white, at least they will not be of interest to the nobles, and the 'elegance' of the nobles will not allow them to do anything to kill them. ”

"Really? I packed my things and left the city at dawn. ”

Mosil exclaimed in surprise that he had already had enough of a humiliating life! In just two years, the ancestor failed to break through, the family's combat power died mysteriously, the family business was divided, and St. Rhine City had become his nightmare, and it was better to leave.

The master and servant walked unabashedly to the adventurer's hall, ready to use the few hundred gold coins left to hire a team of mercenaries with a good reputation to protect them from the pursuit of the greedy adventurers of the underground forces of St. Rhine.

The big forces in St. Rhine don't care about the little things on their two little fish, the underground scum that eats human blood steamed buns, and the adventurers who watch the so-called family heritage will not miss the opportunity to eat leftovers. Camouflage is useless, and they can't hide the snakes and rats who have been staring at them for a long time, hoping that a pair of old and weak can lower their vigilance and deal with them after solving the competitors.

"Escort Mission: Seek a third-order adventure group with escort experience and a high mission completion rate, and the destination is the gray town of the Gotthard Mountain, with a commission of 500 gold coins."

500 gold coins is a good price for the third-order adventurer I. The indifferent adventuring group did not have the slightest sense of communication, they were large, well-informed, knew the situation, and did not want to die. The mission location is close, regardless of the special situation of the old and the young, the commission is similar to that of the white pickup, which can naturally attract some adventurers who plan to make extra money.

For the sake of their own lives and reputation, the team is reluctant to take it. In the end, they could only scrape together a temporary team and invite a third-order adventurer to sit in charge at a high price of 450 gold coins. By the way, St. Rhine's City is a holy city that has been miraculously revealed by a main god, and the gods are everywhere, and the god-king can be called a good hand. There are more than eight kings in the depths of the water, and the third order is just the bottom of the shrimp, the level of the gang's gold medal thugs, and they can barely eat.

The level of St. Rhine is too high, and low-level adventurers mainly rely on taking on life tasks, finding lost items, collecting medicinal herbs, finding special gems, etc., to support themselves, and they have no chance to fight, and they don't need these weak chickens.

Both sides have tacitly acquiesced that the hired adventure party only needs to deter Xiaoxiao, and can flee on their own when they encounter an invincible enemy.

After negotiating the conditions, without the slightest delay, he immediately hit the road.

With the help of the monster Bigfoot, in less than an hour, the outline of the Gotthard Mountain is already in sight, and it is estimated that after walking for another three hours, it will be around dark to reach the destination, the mountain ash town where adventurers live at the foot of the Gotthard Mountain.

On the way, he encountered several waves of bluffing gangsters, the strongest of which was no more than the second order, and he had already been killed by the adventure team. Characters with a bit of face understand the key to this, because of the tacit understanding between the nobles, the last bloodline of the Lorenzo family cannot die near the city of St. Rhine. Because of this, there was no third-order monk who appeared, and the accompanying adventure team dared to take on the mission.

People can't run away, and there are many monks hanging behind the line, and the possible Lorenzo family heritage is very attractive to monks who have not yet reached the divine realm. Yes, I am glad that I have to run for nothing, and after finishing my errands, I can rush back to St. Rhine for dinner.

When they arrived in Ash Town, the mission was over, and it had nothing to do with their temporary escorts. If there is a suitable opportunity, it is not impossible to get involved. Seeking wealth and danger, hiding in the mountains of the Gotthard Mountains, who knows where they have gone.

Things were roughly as he expected, except that the trip seemed to be a little too bloody. In the dim light that was about to set, the screams echoed with the weak cicadas, and people got goosebumps when they heard it.

"Hypo old butler, we"

As a former nobleman, Mosier, who was not very old, had been the safest (?) in the neighborhood before. The city of St. Rhine, where has he seen this battle, and the two trembles.

"Young Master, it's okay, the adventurer will protect us. The town of Mountain Ash is almost here, and when you get there, take a hot bath, rest for the night, and forget about the previous unpleasantness. ”

It seems that in the old butler's heart, the mountain ash town is a symbol of peace and tranquility, and his words are full of hope.

The third-order adventurer who noticed their conversation sneered disdainfully. is too naïve, if you want to be a commoner in the countryside and live an ordinary life, you have to be allowed by the fierce gods and evil spirits behind.

Their ranks were peaceful, ignoring the miserable background music.

The outlaws who follow are not so easy to talk to, the destination is at hand, and getting rid of an opponent is one. With this mentality, some people with strange minds made the first move. The personnel were not very dispersed, even if they were habitually careful, which enemy could survive a well-prepared sneak attack, and the first group of monks who did not look blind appeared.

Everyone is in danger, isn't it hurting others and not benefiting themselves now, everyone tacitly warns of the monks near them, especially those who have just been found out of the killer.

What are the pros and cons, those who want to get on the top quickly are inseparable from the word hard work.

Xiucai rebelled, not for eight years! Thinking about a lot over and over again, it's better to make a shot once, at least one less competitor, isn't it. It's not a matter of being vigilant, people who add blood to the knife can survive until now, and their ability to save their lives is still very confident.

The sun is about to go down completely, and the bloodthirsty desires are passed to each other among the murderous guys, and a look at each other has reached a tacit understanding (he has succeeded in making the other party angry).

"It's getting dark, young master, put on your coat, it must be cold later."

The third-order guard captain glanced at the old butler Hai Bo obliquely, and couldn't help but tighten his clothes, always feeling that he had something to say.

The team has stepped into the fork in the road to Mountain Ash Town, and the guys in the dark can no longer be silent, and in front of them is Mountain Ash Town, a resting place for many adventurers. Letting them into the town not only makes it impossible to do anything, but also has countless powerful competitors.

Tonight's night was surprisingly dark, and the darkness actually obscured the monk's gaze, and also made the Young Master Moxier, a first-order weak chicken, unable to distinguish the situation. What he didn't know was that the sick and frail old butler Hai Bo turned into a terrifying killer, harvesting fresh lives in the frightened eyes of the killed.

"Young master, the captain of the guard, after their palace, hurry up and urge the bigfoot deer to shake off the pursuers. We can't go to the mountain ash town, it's like a dragon and a tiger, and there are many adventurers who want our lives. Enter another fork in the road, turn to the Gotthard Mountain, and temporarily aggrieved the young master to hide in the mountains for a while. ”

The panicked Mosil instinctively followed the words of the most trusted old butler of Haibo, and it just so happened that he could see the road to the Gotthard Mountains. At this time, he was not allowed to think too much, thinking that there was no endless road, and he drove the bigfoot deer to run forward.

"Who the hell are you?"

The third-order guard captain asked in horror, he wanted to die even if he died. The death of so many monks in St. Rhine City in a moment must have alarmed the temple, and by the way, the temple personnel who investigated the matter also heard clearly.

"Me? Of course, it's the loyal old butler of the Lorenzo family, Haibo. ”

Playing this set, Hai Bo knows a lot more than he, a third-order little guy, how could he be fooled and expose himself.

"Sea"

The third-order guard captain wanted to say more, the old butler Haibo didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore, and he didn't want to waste time outside St. Rhine City (the cultivation is different, and the feeling of distance is also different), and the strong smell of blood must have alarmed the strong people of St. Rhine City.

"Why rush to find death, I don't want to kill people, after all, the old man is not a devil. I haven't heard of the Blood Demon committing a crime recently, and with the old man's ability to control the flow of water, drain all the blood, and then wipe out their torsos, he should be able to deceive the little believers of the Rhine Goddess. The old butler muttered to himself.