Aldrich Triss had a rich dinner in the camp of the Night Watchman, and after a short rest, he saw the brute Kent, who still had a little shame on his face, coming to collect his plate in a hurry, and at first there were people laughing and scolding, and he quietly fought back, and all kinds of rude market slang were exchanged, and soon the atmosphere became harmonious.

This is how the Night Watchmen get along, and although they are a little crude, it is clear that they have a good relationship and a strong bond. ’

Silently observing the movements in the unfamiliar environment, listening more and talking less is Aldrich's creed, any place where there are people has its order, rules of operation, and the young knight absorbs and digests all the income like a sponge.

Groups of three, groups of four, night watchmen began to set out, leaving the camp and dispersing towards several important neighborhoods of Eastwood City, taking advantage of the twilight and twilight before the night covered the land.

"There are mercenaries hired by the Merchants' Federation in the workshop area to maintain order at night, try not to step into it if it is not necessary, even if there is a case, as long as it does not involve human life, we don't have to go. Last year, a newcomer suffered a loss, helped a familiar friend to ask for arrears of wages, but was caught by those mercenaries and taught a hard lesson, and he was killed by the black hand, lying in the hospital bed for half a year to recuperate, but unfortunately he dispelled the blood in his heart, and now he has become cautious and timid, like a rat in the sewer. ”

As the captain, Rufu West decided to personally guide the new knight with the sword to familiarize himself with his duties as soon as possible, and because of the same background and experience, he had come to see Aldrich as a trustworthy companion, so he gave some secrets and tricks in small talk, and took the opportunity to guide the young Triss knight.

Aldridge didn't talk nonsense, and accepted this precious gift with a smile, a touch from the veteran captain West, a few words that would have benefited him for the rest of his life, allowing him to avoid dangerous and forbidden areas.

The three men and two horses were gossiping slowly in front, and the only night watchman on foot followed, his eyes scanning the dark alleys on both sides of the road.

Passing a simple wet market along Amber Avenue, Aldrich saw a few women who had not yet changed their uniforms, bending over and hanging their heads through the garbage heap to check the yellowed leaves, the tomatoes that were not rotten, and the vegetables that had been discarded with insect eyes, just to save a few dollars. Life in Eastwood is extremely difficult, with a meager salary to barely make ends meet, and it is good to say that if someone in the family is unable to work, they will soon go hungry.

"It's good to get used to it, that's life. Rufer West looked back at Aldrich, who had stopped holding the reins of the dark horse Hayek, and spoke to persuade him not to meddle.

The women seemed to be aware of this, but when they looked up at the Night Watchman, they winced a little, and their movements became unnatural.

"Let's go!" Aldrich pulled the reins with some sadness and deflected the direction of travel, and in his territory of Tris, although he lived a little poor, at least he had enough to eat.

When night finally fell, all the streets of the city were lit by special people and hung on high iron-clad pillars to illuminate the shops where commercial activity did not stop, but the alleys on both sides were still dark, and they were the dwellings of the poor, and they could not enjoy the light of good governance of the town hall unless they paid for it.

Civilians were unable to enjoy the night, exhausted by the hard work of a busy day, and after a simple dinner, they usually fell asleep. Of course, there are those who have escaped the toil of the workshop and waited until night to start their work, starving to leave their lairs and search for their prey in the dim gray areas that are beyond the reach of the majestic laws.

Theft, robbery, fraud, smuggling, kidnapping, assassination, all the evils that ordinary people can think of are everywhere, and some even take place in the streets where the lights are lit, right under the noses of everyone.

When Aldrich and the three of them passed through the rosin avenue, they heard that a wealthy merchant had his wallet taken away by the golden finger, and saw the night watchman passing by, and the businessman, who had just achieved success in his career, wanted to raise his hand to say hello, but before he could open his mouth to shout, he was forcibly held down by his friend.

"It's useless, you can move those gray guys who see the money, and the most they can recover is an empty wallet, and the money in it is either taken away by Goldfinger or privately divided by them. ”

"No, the Night Watchmen are funded by the City Hall, and they should obey our call to pay the merchant tax, otherwise it won't be a waste of money to support them in vain, how can this be?"

"It's useless, there are 50,000 residents of Eastwood City, there are only fifty night watchmen, and there are only ten full-time knights who are really equipped with horses, how many people can take care of them. Listen to what I'm saying, don't expect too much from them. ”

After a conversation, Aldridge saw the strange eyes of the crowd around him, and turned his head to look at Captain Ruif West, who was accustomed to gossip, and his expression did not change at all, and he walked forward as if he was invisible, and continued to lead the way to guide Knight Triss to familiarize himself with his duties.

'Night Watchman, it's really just Night Watch!' Aldridge shook his head slightly, a wry smile, and rode after Captain West.

"I have a way of knowing a man who has domesticated hounds, and those big dogs who have been trained to smell you can find wallets that they don't know where to go. I've lost it once before, and thanks to him helping me get it back, the loss is still tolerable, and of course a gratuity is essential, and you won't be stingy enough to let those hounds run away for nothing. ”

"It doesn't matter how much money you spend, it's just that I have a ring in my wallet, which is my family heirloom, and if I disappear from now on, I'm afraid it will disgrace my father and ancestors, and I won't have a face to see people in the future." ”

"I see, then we have to hurry. The two lowered their voices and discussed, and soon walked away in a hurry, and then disappeared into the crowd.

The sharp-eared Rufu West smiled absently, there had been a lot of people with all kinds of special skills in the city lately, and it was clear that Eastwood City was famous for its abundance, and the silver streams that flowed shone with the luster of wealth, so that it could attract strange people from all over the world.

Aldrich heard it too, and he naturally remembered the spellcaster at the same table at the Sword and Spear Tavern during the day, the flower-crowned girl who was an illusionist was negligible, and the follower of the Way of the Oak Tree, an old man named Felix, made him feel like he didn't know the depths.

'With the long sword in his hand, I'm afraid I won't be able to deal with the caster, and it's better not to make a move, but if I do, I will uproot them. The Knight of Tris clenched the reins, estimating that the wise old man with a deep eye and a deep understanding of the world would not break the forbidden area of the law, and the highland warriors who were mercenaries would not be troublesome for the sake of the credibility of the clan.

"Let's go in and have a drink!" After an hour of patrolling, the trio returned to Amber Avenue and stopped at the White Dove Tavern in the middle of the section.

'Wouldn't it be wrong to drink during the night patrol?' Aldrich was a little puzzled, but he did a good job of suppressing his curiosity, there was no rule that a knight could not drink, so he didn't want to talk too much to make himself look special, and besides, he had a decent amount of alcohol.

Not long after they sat down, several teams of three came in, greeting each other, and the familiar guests asked them about their harvest tonight with a hippie smile, and after hearing that they were empty-handed, they asked everyone for a drink.

As the captain, Rufer West got up to the bar to get a free drink, and Aldrich quietly observed the neighborhood, feeling someone approaching, and the corner of his eye swept over the corner of his eye, it turned out to be the silent foot watchman in the team.

"Pigeon tavern, Captain West has taken a little stake here. ”

Knight Triss looked sideways at the honest man who didn't open his mouth, but stabbed the dagger to his heart as soon as he spoke, and nodded lightly to indicate that he had heard.

'Showing favor, or provoking? This kind of thing must be very secretive, and he has a deep heart. ’

The tavern, which was sparsely populated with guests, was soon crowded with the Nightwatchmen, and Aldrich smelled the smell of fruit, and when he saw Captain West coming with a tray, he immediately got up to greet him, and placed three large glasses of ale, fresh apples, and slices of roasted brown bread on the table.

"The long nights are better in the summer, and in the autumn in Eastwood, without these cushions, we have to stay up in hunger and cold until tomorrow morning. The hospitable Rufer West beckoned the two of them to have some night food, and when they saw that no one was moving, "I'm in for a treat!"

The night watchman, who had been walking for an hour, quickly fluttered his eyebrows, grabbed the red apple, rubbed it on his sleeve a few times, nibbled off the small half in one bite, and said with a smile: "It is so sweet, this fruit tastes so good." ”

'It's good to eat someone else's. Aldrich got up and apologized, went to the door, and took out the black bread brick from Hayek's backpack, which was cold and hardened in the night wind, and it did look like a brick.

Back in place, the Knight of Tris was holding the black bread and biting it, a scene that stunned the nearby Night Watchmen, and even Rufer West was a little impressed: "Do you have a pair of dragon-like steel teeth that can deal with such a thing that falls to the ground and smashes stone slabs?" ”

"I used to gnaw on bones to exercise my masticatory muscles, which is also a kind of martial art, have you forgotten?"

Captain West pondered for a moment, and suddenly remembered some secret legend: "This is a rare arrow-devouring technique that is even rarer than the power of the Violent Bear! Only a brave knight who is not afraid of dying by piercing his throat can successfully cultivate, could it be that these black breads are the key to unlocking it?"

"I've noticed that most of the Night Watchmen have degraded chewing muscles, and their habits of fine food make their facial lines more slender, and I'm afraid they won't be able to succeed in cultivating. ”

'This kind of forbidden technique that is full of danger, who will cultivate, only madmen and paranoid people will cultivate, and there is no chance of success. Rufer Vest found himself in a preconceived notion of the Knight of Triss and decided to overturn his previous ideas and put on a new label.

It wouldn't be the Black Knight who was stimulated to fall on the path of the fall, it would be a pity, and I wanted to pull him over and become one of my own. ’

Just after a short break, when many night watchmen were enjoying supper, suddenly there were a few exclamations outside, followed by a flurry of footsteps.

"There's a situation!" Aldrich sensed the smell of panic and saw the scarlet aura of the evil in his true vision.