The civilians who got up early in the morning were surprised to find that the city of St. Rhine, which should be peaceful and peaceful, was filled with a strange atmosphere, and a group of knights ran wild through the streets and quickly disappeared outside the city.

should know people, last night through the intricate relationship, understand the ins and outs of the dragon. For the sake of the face of the goddess of the Rhine, adhering to the elegance of the nobility, the rules of the curfew in St. Rhine cannot be easily broken, and they only started to investigate at breakfast today. said that it was only suspected that the blood demon had committed a crime. Even if it's really a blood demon, what is the god emperor's early days in St. Rhine City, in the eyes of the goddess, just ants.

At the foot of the Gotthard Mountain, at the fork in the road outside the town of Mountain Ash, the clergy from the Rhine Temple are using the spell Water Resonance to retrieve the fragments of history they 'saw' from the nearby water elementals to restore the scene of last night.

"Rhine Lady Divine Ann, respected Bishop Robert, can you tell if the murderer is the blood demon Girond?" The representative of the St. Rhine family asked nervously.

Bishop Robert continued to bask in the 'memory' of the water element, not caring about his faux pas. As old friends of the two forces in the same city, they deal with each other even more often than their relatives, and under normal circumstances, the other party asks at just the right time.

"It's hard to say. Judging from the scene, it looks like the handiwork of the Blood Demon. However, we all know that it is easy to fake such a scene. "Bishop Robert didn't talk about the news that the resonance of the water brought him i, but analyzed the i in a serious way, which is very unmagical.

The representative of the St. Rhine family did not say much, and if he asked the other party about the news he had obtained, he would definitely offend people. In just two cases, Bishop Robert returned empty-handed, avoiding talking about it in order not to lose face; There was something unspeakable in it, and Bishop Robert didn't want to let him know. The more he knows, the more dangerous it is, and his job is to maintain stability, not as curious as young people to explore the information that the Rhine bishop wants to hide.

"The Blood Demon is still an Outer Water Demon, or it happened outside the Miracle City of the Rhine Cult, so I can't think about it too much." ’

Bishop Robert, who was in a good mood, thought about it and decided not to use the crowd tactics to search. Respond to the inquiring gazes of the entourage with an indifferent expression, and immediately beckoned everyone to go back after going through the motions. He was ready to tell the archbishop everything and his speculations about it, and ask him to decide.

Time goes back to yesterday just after night, when the old housekeeper Hai Bo killed him.

The panicked Mosil did not know what kind of courage he had to abandon the carriage and ride alone on a bigfoot horse into the Gotthard Mountains, where monsters and wicked people were everywhere.

With a sense of confusion and the joy of escaping death, Mosier 'rode his horse and galloped'. Escaping from the mortal situation, it is inevitable that there is a little pride, and it is quite a bit of a spring breeze and a horse's hoof.

However, reality will not accommodate people, and there will be no mercy when it is time to give a slap. For some reason, the crotch horse suddenly fell to his knees, threw Mosil on the horse more than ten meters away, and fell on the tree. With an angry expression, he rubbed his waist and approached, and before Mosil could find trouble with the bigfoot horse, he saw that the god horse who had escaped from the killing with him was trembling at the moment.

Confused, a flash of lightning appeared in Mosier's head, remembering what he had learned about going out on adventures.

"It's not good, there's a powerful monster nearby!"

Mosil exclaimed in his heart, and was so frightened that he lost his horse like a big-footed horse.

Ignoring the pain in his lower back, he was eager to use his hands and feet at the same time, racing against time to get away from the best carnivorous bigfoot and jump into the bushes next to him. Of course, he had the strength to keep running, but the adventure knowledge he had learned told him that it was safest to stay still at the moment.

After waiting for a few minutes, there was no terrible beast harvesting its prey, and Mosil was glad. Lying on his stomach in the bushes, Mosil continued to think back to what he had learned years ago, and he thought that he had just been unlucky enough to walk into the territory of some high-ranking demonic beast, and was not targeted by a fierce beast.

"Young Master, what are you doing lying here?"

Mosil, who had just recovered from I, was startled by the sudden sound behind him, and almost fainted without rolling his eyes. The tense nerves, the stimulation between life and death, what Mosil has experienced, he is just a big boy who has just come of age.

"Hypo old butler?" Mosil asked stupidly.

"Who am I if I'm not? Young master, the pursuers are in hot pursuit, and we must get rid of them as soon as possible when we get to a safe place before resting. ”

Mosil nodded his head and climbed onto the back of the standing pony, not noticing that the bigfoot was now only in shock, not in the fear he had just had. I didn't know that the people who pursued and killed them had been wiped out by the kind old butler Haibo, and the pursuers in the old butler's mouth were someone else.

After several years of wilderness travel, the master and servant finally bypassed the Gotthard Mountain, and no longer had to endure hardships between the deep mountains and old forests and cliffs. The old butler of Hai Bo has plenty of food in his storage magic weapon, and Mosil often unknowingly (carried by Hai Bo) crosses thousands of miles, and his so-called hard work is very different from normal detours.

Changing into the clothes prepared by the old housekeeper of Haibo, the master and servant disguised themselves as grandchildren and stepped into the first city in a few years.

Haibo prepares dry food that is easy to carry, mainly to supplement consumption, and the taste is unsatisfactory. They have eaten it for nearly three years, and they are disgusted with eating the delicacies of the mountains and seas for three years in a row, not to mention the already unpalatable dry food. After deciding on a place to live, they immediately found the most conspicuous restaurant in the city and enjoyed their first meal in three years.

"Grandpa Haibo, where are we going?"

After eating and drinking, Mosier finally remembered to ask about his plans.

"Good grandson, the revitalization of the family depends on strength, and the strong can enjoy the emperor-like treatment wherever they are. Have you heard the legend of the Wanjie Mall, grandpa will take you to see it. You are also a big man, and the delayed spiritual plan must be put back on the agenda. ”

The closer the two of them got to the area where the city was located, the more the monks they met discussed wealth and the more they felt that they were shy. Needless to say, Mosil's poor jingle sounded. In the face of increasingly frequent flaunting of wealth, Hai Bo couldn't help but estimate his net worth, and he was just a poor person.

Hiding the pride of not being discovered for many years, carefully plotting to bring down the pride of the Lorenzo family, and successfully abducting the satisfaction of the descendants of the bloodline of the goddess Rhine, Hai Bo thinks of himself as a successful hero. Yet, in the fallen Northland, proud accomplishments seem to be worthless. The monks who went here have all gotten into the eyes of money, comparing them to their net worth, talking about their plans to make a fortune, and no one cared about the focus in the past.

Noticing the worried look of the grandson who flickered I, Hai Bo was embarrassed, and taking out the hidden family background was not enough to puff up his chest in front of his peers.

Hai Bo plans to do his old job to earn some pocket money, otherwise, he can only be a poor spectator when he goes to Unbounded City empty-handed. The lesson of the Lipsburg bandits is ahead, and you can't do anything near the Mall of All Worlds. The next city must start moving, and if it goes any further, if it attracts the attention of the Wanjie Mall, it will definitely hit the streets.

Hai Bo, a wise man who prides himself on planning and making a move, is short of money but is not in a hurry to do it like ordinary murderers, and the period between the current city and the next city is the time for him to inspect the robbery environment. Before that, you must fool the stupid grandson first, he still has a lot of use, and it is related to Haibo's series of schemes.

The poor clanging old butler suddenly became a rich man, an unattainable powerhouse, and even the stupid Mosil could sense that something was wrong.

On a star-studded night, Mosil, who was so excited that he couldn't sleep, listened to his current grandfather (the old butler) boast about how wise and far-sighted his own grandfather was.

"Thinking back then, Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowing thousands of miles like divine help. I followed the head of the previous generation, that is, your grandfather, to suppress one enemy after another and realize the family heritage. From a second-rate family, it has crossed the first-class and directly ranked among the thirteen major families of St. Rhine, and is known as a generation of legends. Unexpectedly, success or failure is determined, after the unknown family's hole cards are consumed, the originally well-behaved forces collectively counterattacked, and the powerful Lorenzo family was destroyed in just a few years. ”

"Alas, if the magic of the Lorenzo family hadn't disappeared, why would it be where it is today. Even if you can't keep the property of St. Rhine, it is not difficult to copy the path of the family elders and rise again. ”

Haibo said as he paid attention to Mosir's expression, he needed more than just a descendant of the goddess Rhine, otherwise he wouldn't have lurked for hundreds of years. The Lorenzo family started from an unpopular family, and never had a major setback, until they broke the monopoly of the twelve families. Its rise is an absolutely unrepeatable legend, and Haibo is very interested in the reason behind it, and wants to find out the secret, and the clue can only be the only remaining clansman, Mosil.

"So, we don't have to worry about eating and drinking. Grandpa, how many gold coins do you still have? ”

Mosier's sparkling eyes were full of gold coin symbols, staring brightly at the gemstone ring that had suddenly appeared on the old butler's finger.

"Ahem! My silly grandson, eyes opened. Grandpa is the God Emperor, what are the gold coins, how much do you want, this bag of magic cores is your pocket money. ”

Haibo pretended to be generous and threw a bag of magic cores into Mosil's arms, and said to him arrogantly.

"Family, can you use the first- or second-order demon core to pretend to beep in front of me, or the ones you got in the Gotthard Mountain."

Mosil, who opened the storage bag, was devastated, thinking that Haibo couldn't let go of the family's former glory, so he slapped his swollen face and became fat.

Haibo choked and coughed, and he deliberately used the means of coaxing the child to deal with Mosil, which not only did not work, but also embarrassed himself. After quietly sorting the loot outside the mountain ash town, he gave Mosil a storage bag again, this time it was much more arrogant, at least a few fourth-order demon cores.