"Second Miss's madness has flareed up again...."

The Correspondent's whispers didn't escape Alan's ears, and his mind moved, so he thought of Renee, who had been in contact with him at the bay at the time.

As the messenger whispered, Margaret's face became a little anxious, and she hurried back after talking to Alan.

"Seems to have heard of it. Alan narrowed his eyes as he looked at Margaret's departing back, remembering that he had learned about it from an information peddler.

That little girl named Renee is crazy!

How did she go crazy?

Alan was curious about this, but he didn't ask, but stayed in the square for a while, and then walked towards the city of Samuel with the rest of the guards.

"Lord Allen, where are we going?"

One of the guards asked.

"Well, that place is called Ruhr Street. Alan said uncertainly.

"Ruhr Street is in that direction. The guard kindly corrected Alan's mistake.

"Really?" Alan looked at the deserted street in front of him, and it didn't seem to be what he had seen before, so he humbly accepted the guard's correction.

Ruhr Street is one of the countless streets in Samuel's West City, and it is not a very conspicuous one, and Alan would not normally remember this kind of street, but when he passed by here, he saw an "abnormal situation".

Without hurrying or slowing down, under the guidance of the guards, it didn't take long for Alan to come to his target, and stopped in front of a house in the street—

He's from this place.

In front of you is a small gray-and-white three-storey building built on the corner of Ruhr Strasse and another street, which is more like a triangle if not a complex of buildings directly in front of it.

There is nothing special about this, in the city of Samuel, this kind of house can be found everywhere, but if you look carefully when passing by, you will find that at the door of this house, there is a sign with the word "sale" written on it.

"Would you like to buy a house in Samuel?" The guards led by him also found this sign, so they suggested to Allen, "I suggest you go to the Lord's archives and take a look, there are many houses registered for sale. ”

"No, this place is good. Alan smiled at him, rejected the guard's kindness, and then turned around, straightened his windswept clothes, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Knock knock—"

In the sunlight, the gray house was silent, and no one responded to Allen's visit.

"No one?"

Alan was a little disappointed, knocked again, but still no one came to open the door, so he was about to leave, but the adjacent house was suddenly pushed open, and a person's head poked out of it: "Looking for Ugel?"

"Ugal?" Allen guessed that the name might be the name of the owner of the house, but he didn't ask the question, but said bluntly, "I saw that this house was on the market, so I wanted to buy it." ”

The man who poked his head out was an old man with a scruffy beard, and when he heard Alan say this, he nodded knowingly, and then pointed in the direction of another street and said, "Ugel has gone to Silvermoon Street, and he won't be back until evening, maybe you can go there to find him?" or come back in the evening." ”

"Silvermoon Street?" was a contemplative name, and Alan subconsciously nodded, thanked him, and then turned to leave. He wasn't going to go to Silvermoon Street, but wanted to come back in the evening.

The old man shouted again from behind: "What's your name, where are you staying, I'll talk to him when he comes back!"

"Alan, live in Pearl Castle!"

"Pearl Castle?" the old man didn't react at first, then shuddered, and then immediately trotted after Allen.

"You wait, wait, his house is not for sale, I can consider selling mine to you, the price is easy to say!"

"This..."

Alan was a little puzzled by this, so he rejected his offer under the old man's regretful gaze, and only after leaving did he ask for details about the guards.

However, in the face of his question, the guards all looked like they were stumbling, and they didn't seem to know how to speak.

"This, uh, you need to know for yourself...."

"Yes, we don't dare...."

"It can only be said that the Grand Duke's family treats their people very generously. One of the guards' voices was finally complete, but not inaudible.

So Alan nodded knowingly.

The old man regarded the Samuel family as a wronged man.

This man is very bold.

Alan wondered. But thinking about it again, it seemed that he didn't hesitate at that time, as if he was really not afraid of being "pursued" by the Samuel family?

"So the Samuel family is very tolerant of these people?"

Peering into the leopard, Alan has a vague understanding of the Samuel family's governance of the city.

But he wasn't interested in any of this, and he wasn't here to be a spy, and Alan didn't want to make a fuss about the government affairs of Samuel City, so he immediately put the discovery behind him.

Buying a house and then opening a newspaper is his main consideration at the moment.

It was still more than three months before Alan left Samuel, and he wouldn't be doing nothing during this time, so it was natural that Alan had the idea of starting a newspaper business here.

To open a newspaper, it is naturally impossible to open it out of thin air, so he thought of buying a house again. It happened that when I passed by here yesterday, I found that this house was for sale, and the location was good, so he came over today and wanted to buy it, who would have thought that the owner was not there...

"Maybe I should go to the archives?"

He couldn't help but think of the previous guard's proposal. After all, he didn't have the only choice, and there was no need to find it all the way at night...

As he walked, he pondered, and finally Alan found himself on a street that he didn't know what to call.

There are many roadside stalls around one after another, and some of them have set up sheds, and some simply put baskets of live animals on the ground, but fortunately, Samuel's streets are clean and do not give people a feeling of disgust.

Most of the surrounding buildings are as tall as three-story buildings, and at this time the sun in the sky has gone diagonally downward, because there are buildings on both sides, and the sunlight cannot shine on this street, and the shadow of the buildings is shrouded here, and a cool feeling follows.

The buildings on both sides are towering, and the style of the buildings is clearly different from the bay and even the reef, and the appearance of the mix of stone and wood is obviously much more sophisticated, and it looks pleasing to the eye.

Rough clotheslines crossed the street overhead and extended to the other, and the two houses were linked to each other, as if they were shared by two houses?Alan guessed that because it was covered with bedding and laundry, he thought it was impossible for the family to have so many clothes, which was one of the reasons why the sun in the sky could not shine here.

The laundry was dense, but fortunately this kind of clothesline was not found in every house, but every other stretch of road. Alan glanced at it by chance and even saw a pair of apparently feminine wraps, which left him speechless.

It's far away from the Omote District, so it doesn't have the cleanliness you see on Rose Boulevard, and the buildings are fairly orderly, but the surroundings are chaotic.

The shouts and shouts fluctuated, the sellers of fruit, meat, farm implements, timber, all the more - he seemed to have come to a vegetable market?

"This is Blackwater Street, the goods sold are not regular, some of them are no longer edible, and they seriously obstruct the normal order of the street, a bunch of moths, we used to come here to drive away these people. ”

The guard took the place of Margaret's tour guide and gave Alan an an answer.

His words sounded a little subjective, but looking at the occasional passing knight on the street, who was overwhelmed by the crowd and unable to move an inch, Alan nodded understandingly.

"In the otherworldly version, the fundamental contradiction between the hawker and the chengguan is clearly manifested here. ”

"What?" the guards didn't understand Allen's nonsensical words.

"Nothing," Alan smiled and shook his head.

After wandering around for a while, and getting a taste of Samuel's style, he turned around and prepared to leave.

But after a few steps, a commotion suddenly came from ahead, as if something had happened?

Alan stepped forward curiously, only to find that the people in front of him were all hurriedly dodging to both sides at this time, and after he went up in a daze, what he faced was a galloping war horse!

The hooves kept hitting the ground, and the sound of the horses' hooves was very loud

"Be careful!"

The guards were busy pulling Alan away, but it was too late.