The Night Watchman, led by Aldrich Triss, walked through a secret door with open walls and entered an extremely magnificent underground palace lined with pillars and ancient ruins.

Fearing that they would be ambushed if they dispersed, they once again formed a diamond-shaped battle formation and tentatively walked some distance, and when they found themselves going around and back in circles, they immediately realized that they could not solve this huge labyrinth alone.

Captain Rufer West suggested evasion and leave the place to return to find Titus, but Aldridge was silent and did not say anything, neither agreeing nor objecting with proper reasons as before, so the rest of the group quickly agreed.

The two teams soon reunited again, exchanged with each other, and the atmosphere became harmonious, which made the voyeurs hidden in the shadows sigh.

If they had trapped the Night Watchmen in the labyrinth just now, they would have had a chance to deal with these tired Night's Watchmen, and even the terrible knight who didn't know how to deal with the widow's ghost alone could be cut off in advance.

In particular, inheriting the legacy of the 'evil eye' Derrick Os, who has risen strongly in the dark world, and now the most prominent evil sorcerer Frost, as the host of the Scarlet Room, he has a very special status in the dark world.

Out of the caster's instinct, he faintly felt the brief moment when the widow's ghost released a banshee-like howl, and the originally inconspicuous night watchman, like the knight of the sun in epic legends, burned between breaths, emitting endless light and heat, purifying all evil with fire, but properly preserving the pure part.

This is an extremely dangerous white knight, and he may become a big man in his own right in the future, but it is a wise and rational decision to start ahead of time and strangle him in his infancy before he has fully grown. ’

However, in order to calm the situation and quickly eliminate the main person in this turmoil, they did not agree with Frost's idea, not that they were afraid of the blow of the Dark Police Department, but that they had no entanglement of interests, and would only pay for useless blood and sacrifice in vain.

The underground world has never been a monolith, there are too many interests here, and there are too many forces meddling. The strongest are still the traditional gangs, which, despite their large number of members, are closer to each other than blood kinship, enforce ancient and rigid precepts, and have many hole cards despite some decline and era.

The representative is the 'family' closely related to the noble son born from the blood source in the depths of the darkness, there are thirteen branches in total, and there is a branch family in Eastwood. The leader is a viscount-level vampire lord, and his combat power is equivalent to that of the Grand Knight of the City Guard. Due to the ability to cast spells with Blood Essence, a single Child of War cannot be defeated head-on, and it is in this way that the family maintains the balance of terror.

The second is the force dominated by mercenaries, wanderers, and spellcasters, who are only representatives on the table, but are actually watchdogs raised by the noble clan. However, as the strength of the owners gradually faded, the collars that tied them were somewhat loose, and from time to time there were examples of breaking free of control and biting back to break the door and stand on their own.

There are also businessmen from all walks of life, especially some of them who wander in the gray area and quickly accumulate a lot of wealth, smuggling, tax evasion, and tax evasion are their 'legitimate' business methods. They were supposed to be at the mercy of the nobles, but they quickly found the shield and sword, the black knight who fell quickly under the corruption of money.

Indulging in pleasure and subordinating to their desires, they gain a stronger source of faith, and they are desperate for money. Seeing this, the merchants easily brought this increasingly large group under their command at a small price, and used it to form their own armed groups, and even to fight with the nobles in person.

But what really restrained the lords was the huge figure that hung over the merchant class, the immortal who still maintained his faith, the goddess of trade and wealth.

The gold coin is His weapon, and it is the basis of his existence in this world. His kingdom has long since come, and the world's commercial and trade networks are His kingdom, and those who are tirelessly seeking money are His invokers. The contracts, laws, and debts that extend from the priesthood grow in His business.

If the goddess had the realm of medicine and life in addition to this, he would have been worshipped by earthly kings, nobles, and everyone, but now that there is no healing technique, the goddess is not so strongly attracted to these people in power.

On the contrary, alchemy, which has received a lot of investment and support, is showing a trend of vigorous development, increasingly becoming the mainstream, suppressing other spell-casting systems, lacking the source of spell-casting and systematic inheritance, and the once glorious priests are increasingly marginalized.

Having said that, it was precisely when the gods faded and the casters could not continue, and it was the human race that was able to advance with ease, throwing away these heavy historical burdens and shedding the shackles that shackled the body and mind.

The opening up of new shipping routes, the steady stream of precious metals obtained from overseas, and the abundant unbelievable benefits have become the lubricating oil that has enabled the huge national machinery to speed up, to create, to produce, to harvest, and to change with each passing day, so that human countries have achieved unprecedented development.

But at the same time, a monster that has been full of sin and bloodlust in every pore since the day of its birth broke free from its cage, hovering in the sky, hovering in everyone's heart, recklessly devouring everything related to goodness and virtue, and burning the hooves and feet of the flame of destruction again and again tentatively crossed the bottom line of good knowledge, and became a nightmare for all.

The mixed team that returned to the ground was quickly informed of its disbandment. The timing was too good, and the Dark Police Department received a gift from the gang boss, the second leading actress of the Rose Theater in good condition, and in order to avoid igniting the fuse of the all-out confrontation, the Night Knight just died down.

However, all the anomalies that occurred in Sewer District 9, including various romantic assumptions and reasonable inferences, were compiled into documents by Titus and others and submitted to the higher echelons of power. Some of the members of the Senate of the noble clan were willing to suppress it, but soon a new backup copy was handed directly to the Earl of Eastwood.

The loss of the Snake Mine and the fact that it would not be possible to resume work in the short term made the Earl's finances a little tight, and since the lambs in captivity had grown fat, Eastwood decided to cut a round of wool first.

The battle for the sewers began, but not by the authorities, and orders were sent directly to qualified people through secret channels, not even through the merchant-controlled town hall.

Aldrich Tris, a new member of the Night Patrol Knights, also received a secret order, originally his identity was not qualified, but Tris's family name, sword and shield armband, family crest, and two guarantors with no low status, and the most important one, the recruitment order of the Grand Master of the Cold Mountain Knights, his name can finally enter the eyes of the Great Lord, and fill in the blank recruitment order on the head.

After the baptism of human sophistication, Aldrich Triss has also changed a little, and he is not as attached to the path of the knight of virtue as he used to be.

His flour business was still in full swing because it was not based on sufficient and legally funded funds. In order to gain a foothold in Eastwood City and build a reliable team, he decided to make good use of the opportunity to accelerate the accumulation of his contacts and capital.

After a morning of consultation with Captain Rufer West, Knight Triss was temporarily removed from his night patrol duties and became a special member of the staff similar to Burgtha.

He then went to the town hall building, where he registered in his name at the attached merchant administration and created an adventurous group, or the Adventurers' Union, which was quickly approved because of Aldrich Tris's noble status, perhaps greeted by someone above.

"Make sure you recruit members who fit the size of a small union within seven days. The clerk looked at the knight of Tris with a somewhat unkind expression, if it weren't for the genuine sword and shield armband, he wouldn't want to deal with this declining manor knight from the countryside.

"The union, which is called the scavengers, is responsible for cleaning the sewer works owned by the city hall, and the number of people is about 30 or more. The clerk looked at the registration form with some surprise, pressed his left hand on the code, opened it and read the relevant articles of the trade union organization, and immediately made a statement.

"The upper limit of the number of small unions is 100, including logistical support, rotation replacement, injury and illness compensation, and the number of people cannot be exceeded, otherwise after the violation is verified, it will be ...... In short, the consequences are very bad, and I advise you not to cross the line. ”

Aldrich Triss paid a silver deleur's registration fee, and gave the clerk a little extra benefit, even if he was a virtuous knight, working in the merchant-controlled town hall building, he had to change somewhat, and it never hurt to be slick with his hands, and to be pretentious and show that he was different would only mess things up.

Accepting a handful of copper fennigs, the clerk's tone became much calmer, and he told him in detail the consequences of the number violation, and with this prior reminder, Aldrich could calmly avoid many hidden traps, and I have to say that it is beneficial to pay a little extra money.

However, all government affairs have to be opened by money, and the bonuses issued are deducted layer by layer, and the city hall is bad enough. Walking out of the town hall, Knight Tris looked back at the building and couldn't help but shake his head slightly, but the world is like this, and if it can't be changed, it can only converge.

Recruiting enough union members, Aldrich certainly knows a lot of ways, and he is not in vain at the Night Watch. Leaving Victory Square, he rode the dark horse Hayes along Rosin Avenue to the street near the docks, stopping at a tavern with a black cat sign hanging at the door.

Bolting the reins to the pillar on the left side of the gate, he walked straight into the noisy, filthy low-class tavern, and was greeted by a sultry mixture of stenchs and the sound of noisy people.

Aldrich looked around and saw a dozen tables filled with homeless men who had lost their jobs and were penniless, sailors who had run ships, coolies who had moved in warehouses, and lost people from all walks of life, wandering in low-class taverns, drinking cold boiled water with ale, and killing their time.

These are good materials, and with a little polishing, you can restore your human appearance. ’