With the first rooster crow, Wei Zede, who lived in the hotel on the second floor, got up. Outside the window, the sky was an inky blue, dotted with starlight. He washed his face in a clean copper basin, hung the stubble from his lips with a dagger, and tidied up his belongings. When all this was done, the eastern horizon was already showing a touch of whiteness.

After carefully wiping the 'Sword of Justice' with delicate deerskin, Wei Zede grabbed a sword flower and hung it on a special hook around his waist.

"Aha, that's early enough!"

Wei Zede went downstairs and heard a greeting from the innkeeper: "Have some breakfast?" ”

"Breakfast? It couldn't be better! ”

After placing a few gold coins on the bar, Wei Zede found a seat and sat down.

"Please dine!"

After a short effort, the owner put a very appetizing looking breakfast on the table.

"Thank you!"

With that, Weizel feasted on the white bread, garlic sausage, and fried apples on a wooden plate.

"Good morning, young adventurer."

While Wei Zede was eating, several muscular men walked up to the table on his left and sat down, and one of them, a man with a brown beard, greeted him in a friendly manner: "What?" Are you going to go on an expedition to Alec's Ruins alone? That's not a good idea......"

"Good morning, everyone!"

Wiping the food scraps from the corners of his mouth, Wei Zede nodded politely.

"I'm not going to wade into the muddy waters of the 'ruins'......"

"Rather, we wanted to see if the ban on 'locking down towns' had been lifted. ”

"Huh? Choose wisely! ”

The beard took a sip of the rye wine that the innkeeper had just handed him, and smacked his lips in satisfaction.

"Maybe you don't know that there are so many unknown dangers in Alec's Ruins, and if it weren't for the fact that money is tight, a fool would come to this hellish place to adventure! I'll tell you......"

The familiar 'beard' opened the conversation, and even during the meal, the sound of 'humming' words still rang in his mouth.

“…… Well, young man! I want to thank your ears for listening to me nag for so long...... Hopefully, I'll see you here after the adventure. ”

The 'beard' drank the rye wine from the coarse clay cup and burped loudly.

"Let's go, hurry up!"

"The opportunity to make a fortune cannot be delayed!"

Under the continuous urging of several companions, the 'beard' reluctantly bid farewell to Wei Zede, a qualified audience.

"A chance to make a fortune? It should be said that it is a chance to die! ”

Wei Zede sneered secretly.

……

Mike Jr. is an orphan who makes a living scavenging in 'Belster'. No, he went early in the morning to the towns near the dwellings of the rich to see if he could make a profit.

Just as he crept into the second floor of a dwelling, a low voice came from inside the pavilion: "Bellst, it will end in destruction!" This town is a ...... that must be erased in our plans."

The man who spoke sounded very soft, but the content of this sentence slipped into Little Mike's heart like a cold poisonous snake, which made his heart pound like a hammer.

The voice was followed by a dry silence. Little Mike, on the other hand, quietly hid under the eaves, holding his breath and pricking up his ears.

“…… Pity! 'Belster' is also a peaceful town......"

Another man's voice sounded, and he said with some emotion, "Is everything ready?" ”

"No doubt!"

The first voice said, "In this time, I have completely transformed the entire 'Alec's Ruins' into a place of death......"

"Once the incident happens, with the population of this town and the number of adventurers, a very small 'undead disaster' can already be formed!"

"Good!"

The second voice said, "In this way, the attack on the 'Candle Castle' will have another layer of certainty. ”

"The undead scourge? Attacking Candlekeep? ”

Little Mike was shocked by the conversation between the two people, his face turned blue, he pursed his lips tightly, but he thought in his heart: How much reward can this news be exchanged for?

When little Mike came back to his senses from the fantasy of 'making a fortune', he noticed that the pavilion had suddenly become very quiet.

"Kid, you're so bold!"

A slippery voice rang out, which startled Mike Jr.

Without hesitation, little Mike jumped up all of a sudden, and he cheered himself up in his heart as he ran away: "Mike! Run faster! As long as you escape to the streets, the temple guards will solve all the problems......"

"Whoosh!"

Something seemed to hit the back of Mike's neck, and it didn't hurt much. He continued to run, thinking about what he had been hit.

Whatever had hit him, it was still on the back of his neck.

Without time to bother with these things, Mike rolled over the wall and ran towards the street that was close by. However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a little dizzy, and tasted some strange, fishy sweet taste in his mouth.

Staggering down the street, little Mac saw that the pedestrians on the road were staring at him with a frightened gaze.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Mike, who wanted to ask a question, noticed that he couldn't make any sound.

It was only then that the poor child realized what it was that had hit the back of his neck - a throwing knife.

"Can't pull it out, it will bleed ......"

With this simple idea, little Mike, who is staggering down the street, asks for help. At that moment, something rattled behind him.

A huge force tossed Mike's thin body high into the air, and then slammed it down the street.

"Please, God, save me!"

Mike, who was confused, seemed to see a black-robed adventurer leading a horse, and he was walking towards him.

"Sleep well, kid."

After hearing the whispers of the black-robed adventurer, little Mike fell asleep forever.

……

By dawn, the west side of the town 'Bellster' was already crowded. There were adventurers, there were temple guards, there were residents watching the excitement, and there were people like Weizel who were anxious to get out of town.

"It's almost time, let's go!"

Under the orders of Karl, the captain of the temple guards, a group of temple guards, along with many adventurers who followed them, slowly entered the 'Alec Ruins'.

After seeing the crowd depart, Weizel rode his horse down the street to the exit of the town.

Suddenly, an exclamation sounded from in front of Wei Zede.

I saw a thin boy staggering down the street, with a dagger stuck between his neck.

There was a burst of air, and the boy flew into the air with a blank look and fell to the street in front of Wei Zede.

"It's hopeless!"

After just one glance, Wei Zede made a judgment in his heart.

"Sleep well, kid."

Wei Zede, who approached the front, whispered as he closed the boy's eyes with his hand.

“…… What's going on? ”

A team of temple guards arrived at the right time, surrounding Weizel and his horses in the middle.