After Johnny left, the tight strings in Bill's head finally relaxed.

Is he in a hurry to go back, Johnny's words contain a lot of information, and he wants to think about the pros and cons before going back.

Spending time with the people living in the bar gives Bill peace of mind, and loneliness can easily lead to irrational decisions.

"That Brotherhood sounds like a big organization, and slipping away is sure to anger them. 」

"But I don't know how to steal the results of the Institute!"

"I don't have any foundation or connections in this world, and both options are a dead end. 」

Bill hesitantly raised his glass, admitting that he was an alcoholic, but fortunately he didn't get to the point of drinking and making a mistake, and a small amount of alcohol could open his mind.

"Johnny has a wide eyeliner, and he can deliver the letter to my door without knowing it, explaining ...... There are his people in the hotel, and maybe even the hotel is the property of the Brotherhood?"

"Damn Johnny!"

"I should have thought that I had nowhere to run!"

Bill was even more annoyed, gulping down the rest of his beer and slamming his glass on the table.

If he can't escape, he can only enter the mine.

"I can't complete the commission, and entering the mine is only delaying death. 」

"Okay, okay, I still choose to die later if I die early or later, although I will die sooner or later......

"Why did this happen to me, what did I do wrong?"

Bill sat alone in the corner and got angry, slamming the table to vent his anger and trembling all over.

There is no shortage of people in this city who once came with hope, but who were not as alive as dead dogs, and who didn't even bother to look up at him at the bar.

No one heeded his anger.

The bar attendant rubbed his eyes and yawned, it was the second half of the night, the customers were almost gone, and he should have packed up his things and prepared to rest.

Without waiting for the bar attendant to yawn, a man in a black wool coat walked angrily past the bar, leaving a gold list in the air.

He pushed the door open and disappeared into the darkness.

The night was silent, and it was pitch black with a bleak moonlight covering the land, and the barking of dogs had disappeared.

Bill walked aimlessly down the street, trying to be quiet, to let the cold wind bring heat and boredom.

The streets were deserted, eerily quiet.

Suddenly, the sea breeze blew, the dead branches were blown by the wind, and the shop signs crumbled and creaked.

The biting cold wind penetrated into the collar, and Bill shivered, and quickly covered his mouth and nose with the collar, a trace of uneasiness rose in his heart.

"Let's go back quickly, I've really drunk too much, and I actually came out for a walk at this time......"

Bill quickened his pace and turned the street, but suddenly stopped, began to swallow, and cursed Johnny for calling himself out at night.

The middle-aged man wearing a hat, hunched in front of Bill, wearing a shabby and out-of-size leather coat, holding a dagger, and a fierce look on his face, slowly approached Bill.

"Friend, my wife and children are seriously ill, borrow some money and pay you back next time. ”

The man in the block had a hoarse voice, did not hesitate, and was a habitual offender.

Bill's scalp was numb instantly, and his whole body was tingling because of the alcohol.

He was a little weak-footed, secretly holding the dagger in his coat, and slowly retreated, but there was also the sound of footsteps behind him, and another man in tattered clothes blocked Bill, leaving him with nowhere to escape.

"Hah, idiot, we were eyeing you at the bar, and we went out for a walk in such nice clothes, and made us wait in front of the bar for so long!"

"Hurry up and hand over the valuables!"

The man who blocked Bill's retreat from behind was very excited, like a novice.

Maybe a novice is better to deal with than a calm man, but Bill has no escape plan for the time being, just a few gold pounds, give them well, he still has a lot of money.

Moreover, the dead man cannot use the coins of the living, and he will soon die without a place to bury.

"For you, for you, I'm going to die anyway, what's the use of these things outside my body, at least let me live comfortably through tonight......"

His temples were pounding, and Bill rubbed them uncomfortably, the alcohol slowing him down.

Before he could finish speaking, the novice impatiently pulled out an old-fashioned flintlock pistol and put it against Bill's waist and slipped it into his coat pocket.

"Be honest with me, don't think about resisting, guns are not vegetarian!"

It was not a pleasant feeling to be close to death, Bill stopped talking, sighed, closed his eyes, he was a little tired, and let the robbers rummage.

The robber quickly pulled out a few gold pounds, and the hoarse man rushed over when he saw the gold pounds, and his impatient hand reached into the pocket of his coat.

Suddenly pulled out his arm, and the dagger fell to the ground with a thud.

"Hiss-stinky boy, dare to bring a knife, think you're very powerful?"

"I hate the little master who was born in a rich family the most, it's just that if you're lucky, you can actually step on our heads for the rest of your life!"

The excited newcomer punches Bill in the face.

He had wanted to do this for a long time, and as a child born on a farm in the countryside, his biggest dream was to trample those high-spirited rich people under his feet and taste the taste of eating soil!

Bill fell to the ground, suffering pain on the left side of his face.

Suddenly opened his eyes and looked angrily at the man who was venting with himself, and the nameless anger instantly rushed to his heart.

"Hey, what are you doing! You've got the money, what do you want?"

"How's it going? Hah, stinky boy, I just see that you're upset, and you hit me too?"

"Social maggots, vampires that drain the populace!"

The man didn't stop, and Bill's response to yelling seemed to be just enough to get excited, and he continued to point his gun at Bill, kicking Bill in the head with the tip of his shoe.

"What a newcomer, such an impatient temperament, quickly get the money in hand and leave, even if the police occasionally come out to patrol during this time period......"

The hoarse man muttered a few words, and he squatted on the ground and continued to grope for valuable things, even taking off Bill's leather shoes and coat.

An old-fashioned copper pocket watch fell to the ground with a crisp cracking sound.

Subconsciously reached out to grab the pocket watch, as if there was a subconscious reminder that the pocket watch was important to him, and the newcomer immediately stepped on his hand and picked up the pocket watch.

"It's bad, leave it to me, you can take anything else......"

"Shut up! Now your life is not your own, give me an honest lie on the ground, I can't command what I take!"

The newcomer made up for it again, and when he saw the guy curled up in pain, the pleasure of revenge rose in his heart.

He opened the pocket watch, the glass mirror shattered, the glass slag fell to the ground, and the delicate gears in the pocket watch were exposed, and the gears slowly turned.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck......"

The gears turned slowly, but the hands did not turn, not even the slightest sign of wobbling.

"It's a good thing, it's finely made! Even if it's broken, it can sell for a lot of money!"

The newcomer was even more excited, walked up to the hoarse man, and showed the pocket watch, but before he could put it in his arms, something strange happened.

The glass slag shook twice on the ground, and suddenly flew towards the pocket watch, which also broke free from the robbers and hung in the air!

They meet in mid-air, regroup, and quickly recover to their original state, landing beside Bill.

The two robbers stared wide-eyed and stayed there, pointing to their pocket watches in amazement, and it took them a long time to react.

The newcomer swallowed, his voice trembling.

"Big brother, what's going on with that?"

"I'm not dazzled just now, I seem to see that watch flying up, and then it's still ......"

Bill got up from the ground, covered with footprints, and when he saw that scene, he picked up his pocket watch in a daze, and his heart was no less shocked than the two robbers.

"Run, run!"

"He's a wizard...... It's a wizard!"

The man with a hoarse voice suddenly shouted, dragging the newcomer and running away.

"Wizard?

"Shit! We've got to tell the church to burn the wicked wizard, nail him in a coffin and press him with a boulder!"

"Shut up stupid!

The two robbers fled desperately, and even their coats and gold pounds that had been thrown on the ground fell.

In the propaganda of the Church, all people with strange powers are evil wizards who use evil witchcraft to take the lives of others in exchange for their own eternal youth.

Wizards are born with mystical powers, and for the people, regardless of whether the wizard is evil or not, anyone with incomprehensible powers is a heretic!

There is no black and white wizard.

"Hey, wait, damn it, I'm not a wizard!"

"Stop, stop!"

Bill didn't even bother to put on his coat at the moment, and struggled to follow the robbers.

The robber must be prevented from entering the church to report himself, he doesn't want to be tortured and burned to death!

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, why did it turn out like this?"

"I've been a good guy, Johnny, or a robber, so why do all the people I meet want to kill me?"

"Can't you just let me spend my last night comfortably and die comfortably!"

"I can't get them to report it to church, what should I do......

"Kill, kill them?"

A thought suddenly popped into his mind, and Bill's heart raced, so he quickly shook his head and continued to chase after him.

Although I haven't figured out what to do next, stop them first!

The robbers ran wildly in the direction of the church, looking back from time to time to see that Bill was still following him, as if he was getting closer and closer to them.

The robbers were even more panicked, and the rookie robbers even drew their guns and shot backwards.

Syllable!

The bullet slashed across his cheek in an instant, and a tingling sensation was heard, irritating Bill's fragile and tense nerves.

In a trance, he felt all the sounds around him disappear, and only his heart was beating.

"Puff, puff......"

......

"They've shot, and they're going to kill me. 」

"They've already handed over what they want......

"Why?"

"Why is everyone against me, everyone wants me dead?"

"Hehehehehehe-"

"Kill, kill, kill......

"Destroy all the people who are against me, they are the ones who should be damned, not me. 」

"Yes! Yes, they did it first!"

"Kill them!"

A stream of black blood flowed from his cheek, and Bill raised his hand to wipe the blood.

An unknown but familiar power suddenly poured into his limbs, and his cold and crazy dark eyes widened, and the figure of the robber was clearly displayed in the darkness!

Suddenly raised his hands and made a grabbing motion, the robber stopped in place, unable to move half a minute no matter how much he struggled.

The invisible hand holds them firmly!

The hands were trembling, slowly rising, and the two black hands reached from the ground to the robber's neck, and their feet gradually lifted off the ground, and the robber struggled in mid-air, screaming incessantly.

Use a little force on your hands.

The black hand began to shrink, and the robbers threw down their flintlock pistols and began to scratch and beg for mercy on their necks, but they could not touch the black hands anyway, and their faces were swollen and dying.

Hearing the robber's hoarse cry for help, Bill suddenly let go of his hands and knelt on the ground, his pupils constricted, and he inhaled the cold air in large gulps.

The robber fell to the ground and coughed desperately.

Marvelous powers give Bill the thrill of having everything under control, as if they were his own!

"No, it shouldn't be like this, I'm not a wizard, how can I be a wizard?"

"I'm not...... I—I just want to live, I just want to find my way home......"

Bill stared blankly at his hands, and he finally saw the black blood streak on his hand.

"My blood, black?"

The robbers no longer bothered to pick up the flintlock pistols on the ground, and they wept bitterly, desperately trying to escape from the dangerous man and disappear into the dark alleys.

Suddenly the gunshots rang out, and Bill jerked his head, and the sound of gunfire came from the direction where the robbers had disappeared.

Bill's scalp began to tingle again, and he shivered as he picked up the flintlock pistol, the cold sea breeze blowing through his shirt and his cold hairs standing on end.

Walking slowly into the alley, the darkness could no longer block his vision, and Bill could see the world without the slightest light.

Walking around the corner, he saw the robber's body lying on the ground, and the killer had left.

"Somebody helped me out, Johnny's guy?"

"It must be his man, he's been following me!"

Desperately swallowing his saliva, picking up a few bullets and a flintlock pistol of a middle-aged robber, he also wanted to continue examining the body.

As the barking of dogs drew nearer and nearer, the police arrived, and Bill exhaled a hot breath, picked up the flintlock pistol and bullets, and disappeared into the alley.

Note: The flintlock pistol is an upgraded version of the musket, and compared with the arquebus, the main advantages are fast rate of fire, small caliber, short body, light weight, small recoil, etc., which is considered a weapon that is about to be eliminated in this era.