Donner and the others hastily finished their lunch, and then left the restaurant in a hurry, ready to look for the shop.

Two of the group had been to Manhill City, one was Hans and the other was Jason.

However, Hans spent most of his time in Manhill at Earl Court. And Jason, too, has only followed his teacher to some aristocratic mansions.

I don't know much about the city as a whole, so I naturally don't have a clue how to find a store to sell.

As the largest port city in the Northlands, Manhill City is indeed very large, and according to the folk ranking, it can squeeze into the top ten in the kingdom.

More than 100,000 people lived in the city, and the outer city walls were about four miles wide and five miles long, and the four gates of the east, west, north and south were intersected by two main roads, dividing the entire city of Manhill into a cross-shaped pattern.

This construction pattern is basically the pattern of all cities on the mainland.

The city of Manshire was divided into different classes, with the northwest being inhabited by nobles and wealthy people, and the northeast and southeast being divided into commercial districts because of their proximity to the docks, where countless merchants, artisans, mercenaries, and freelancers lived.

As for the southwest part, it belongs to the slums, this kind of people have no property, or only very little property, one foot has stepped into the edge of slavery, but stubbornly unwilling to become a slave, so only rely on strength to get up early and greedy for darkness, difficult to survive in this city.

These poor people live in low, dark, damp slab houses, where the wind leaks, the rain leaks, they are hungry, they are hungry, and they are all crammed into the slums and struggle to survive.

But it seems that the whole city has abandoned them, and almost no one wants to set foot in the slums.

Anyway, when someone mentions it, some words such as dirty, lowly, thief, cockroach and mouse, cheap jig, etc., will pop out of their mouths unconsciously.

There were even some nobles who said that they wanted to get in touch with each other, and proposed to the lord of the city that they would burn the cancer that had grown on the city of Manhill.

The lord of the castle did not agree.

Countless freemen, merchants, and wealthy people lamented and secretly said that the lord of the castle was too merciful.

However, they never imagined that while they were lying on the poor and sucking blood and squeezing their labor, they scolded the poor for being filthy, and even threatened to burn them all.

How crazy, how ridiculous.

Donner and the others walked along the road in the business district, Jason introduced on the side, and Hans Mahew occasionally whispered conversations, commenting on the things around them.

For the big city, they are coming for the first time, and it is inevitable that there is something new.

But this so-called big city is not very attractive to Donner.

Having seen so many metropolises with a population of tens of millions, a city of this size is no different from a small town in his eyes.

And the only thing that can make him look at it twice is nothing more than those strange buildings, strange monsters, and pedestrians dressed in different clothes, after all, he has never seen this kind of thing with his own eyes.

So along the way, Donner was relatively silent.

"Hey!" Old Yuri was bored, so he suddenly came over, "Donner boy, why don't you speak, what are you thinking?"

Donner pulled out a slight smile, and instead of telling Yuri that his mind was full of refugees and poor people struggling, he said, "I was thinking, the streets of Manhill City are so dirty and messy." ”

"Dirty?" Yuri bewildered, "It's not dirty, isn't it like this in the city?"

Donner smiled and pointed to the side of the road: "You see, there is animal feces everywhere, sewage is flowing freely, flies are flying everywhere, and it is a miracle that there is no plague in this city." ”

Old Yuri smacked his mouth and said, "Compared to Cancer Island, it's really dirty." ”

"But ......," said Old Yuri, after a pause, "Cancer Island is only how big, and Manhill City, there are so many beast carts passing by every day, and some feces are normal. Not to mention Manhill City, even the royal capital is like this. ”

"Normal?" Donner gave him a strange look and said, "Can't you smell the stench that pervades the city?"

"Hey, boy, that's the smell, it's the smell of big cities, just get used to it!" Old Yuri patted Donner on the shoulder.

This...... Donner was speechless, shrugged his shoulders and walked on.

The group walked aimlessly for a few streets, without a clue.

Jason stopped and asked Donner, "Commander, this is not the way to go!"

Donner is also helpless, who makes people unfamiliar?

"Captain, why don't you let me go to Earl Elinor's Court and ask Theodore for help?" Hans suggested.

Donner shook his head categorically and vetoed: "No, don't contact Theodore for the time being, and you can't let the people in Earl Elianor's Mansion know that we have come to Manhill City, it's too dangerous." ”

Donner looked up at the shops welcoming customers on both sides and said, "It's okay if you can't find it, be a little patient, look slowly, you can always find ......"

"Bang. ”

"Oops!"

A figure flew out of a restaurant and fell in front of Donner and his group.

Then a man with a big sword rushed out of the restaurant, followed by a few companions.

Donner and the others unconsciously took a step back to avoid getting into any trouble.

The man who chased him out looked dressed like a mercenary, with a fierce look on his face, and said with a cruel smile on his face: "The little mouse in the stinky ditch, it's not good to stay in the slums, and you dare to steal Lao Tzu's money. ”

As he spoke, he was about to step on it when he walked over, and the companion behind the mercenary hugged his arms and laughed, and there were already many people around, but no one came out to dissuade him.

According to the size and strength of this mercenary, this foot must trample people to death.

The figure who fell to the ground was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, lying on the ground clutching his chest and coughing up blood, obviously not lightly injured.

Seeing that the mercenary was about to step on it, the child had no intention of dodging, it seemed that ...... I don't have the strength to dodge!

Donner struggled inwardly, he didn't want to care, but he really couldn't see a living person, trampled to death in front of him.

"Wait!" Donner spoke out before he could inform Jason.

It's not loud, just enough for everyone to hear.

The surrounding passers-by cast a strange gaze on Donner's face, and then showed a hint of alienation, apparently seeing the slave marks on Donner's face.

The mercenary paused, retracted his foot, stared at Donner, and said, "You're going to help this filthy bastard get ahead?"

Then he said again, "Still a slave, are slaves so bold now?"

Donner's face was calm, and he said, "The money he stole won't kill him!"

"No!" the mercenary sneered, "It's just a stinky rat, I'm angry, kill him, what's wrong." ”

"Tell me! He used to steal how much money from you, I'll give it! He's still a child, and you've been punished, please spare his life." "Donner doesn't want to argue.

"Slave, you also have money?" the mercenary laughed, "Your master hasn't spoken yet!"

Jason came back to his senses at this point and said, "His words are what I mean." ”

The mercenary gave a surprised look at Jason and Donner, then Hans, Matthew, and Yuri.

and the guards behind Donner and his party, faintly leaning over.

The mercenary was silent for a while, and then said, "Five copper coins!"

Someone gave money, and the anger came out, and the mercenaries didn't seem to feel that they were at a loss, so they naturally didn't want to go into trouble. 、

Again, Donner and his party inexplicably gave him a kind of jealousy.