The carriage used to transport the children had departed, and Maffeo had made his way along the roof—he had chosen a route that did not seem so difficult, and as a rule, some obstacle on the roof would have the greatest impact on his journey. www.biquge.info Of course, if you have the right technique, it is also a good choice to make some more ornamental movements to cross obstacles. But now he's stalking, and the existing conditions don't allow him to make too many fancy moves.

He followed the carriage at a slightly faster pace along the side of the roof near the carriage's path, and he could stretch himself out completely, because the guys below wouldn't expect someone to follow them from the roof. They spat foul language to each other, tied bottles around their belts, and occasionally drew their weapons with their other hands and slashed at the air around them—they used it as a way to move their bodies. When they were done with these meaningless acts, they would take off the bottle from their waists and take two more sips. Maffeo thought, this is a bunch of maggots.

The carriage wasn't moving too fast, and Buzz wasn't among the mobs today. Although Warhammer had already found out about the situation in advance, he didn't think it was anything strange. After all, as the leader of a gang, it's normal for him to be busy with "business", and he may be busy haggling with other first sellers to make more gross profit when he sells his children to the final buyer.

Dominic was upset and confused. Now that he had locked on the carriage, another guy appeared in his parallel vision. He spat disdainfully at the blonde fellow who was irregularly temporary, changing his speed completely with the speed of the carriage. "Another guy you're stalking? Interesting, except that you're more dangerous than the average person. He had sensed the ghostly aura on Maffeo's body.

"If you're trying to interfere with him, then I advise you not to do that!" A voice that didn't come from Maffeo sounded on another roof to Dominic's right, causing Dominic to pull out the cross behind him as he turned his gaze, and then he saw Aiden, who was covered with stubble and a pair of sly eyes. "Well, well, looks like it's going to be lively here tonight. Dominic nodded and sneered.

"I guess we should all act more sensibly, shouldn't we?" Aiden clasped his hands together, his face showing no hint of wanting to be Dominic's enemy.

"Answer my question first, who are you?" Dominic asked, not thinking about it.

"Aiden Fox, it's a pleasure to serve you. Aiden pressed his right hand to his chest and bowed exaggeratedly.

Dominic never remembered hearing the damn name, "You don't look much different from the scum scum in the backstreets." ”

Aiden leaned up, "That's rude, Mr. Dominic. ”

"Oh, have we seen that?" the hostility on Dominic's face increased.

"I think it's the first time we've met. ”

"Then tell me, why do you know my name?"

Aiden touched his fine, hard stubble with his hand, raised his head to look at the starry sky, and said. "I don't remember the first time I've introduced myself to others, it's complicated......"

"What are you talking to yourself talking to yourself all by yourself?" Dominic was upset by the guy's seemingly indifferent appearance.

"Don't be angry, sir. Aiden lowered his head, folded his hands over his chest, and introduced himself in his usual fashion before Dominic was ready to get angry again. It's just that for Dominic, this does not eliminate the hostility in his heart.

"It's just a high-class scumbag with a little bit of conscience...... Dominic said disdainfully.

Aiden didn't seem to care about the insulting words at all, and he chuckled. "Others have defined me with more intense, insulting words than that. ”

"Of course, I have every reason to believe that you people don't care about these words anymore. Dominic put the cross away.

"Haha, very interesting interpretation. Aiden laughed. "Let me tell you something, Mr. Booz has taken some of the thugs to Miss Sophia's children's shelter. You'd better get down what you're doing and get there, as you can see, there's another guy following you in that carriage, and you don't have to worry about it at all. More than that, the safety of those children is more important. ”

Dominica's expression changed like the vagaries of Rustru's weather, from cold at the beginning to calm, and then to worry and surprise at the end. "What did you say?" he asked.

"There's no time to waste, and the more you drag on here, the more dangerous those kids will be. Aiden put away his sly smile and looked at Dominic seriously. The latter did not see any intention on his face to make a joke, and although there were still many doubts, he had to rush to Sophia's shelter. "You'd better tell the truth, or I'll send you to the gods. Dominic pointed at Aiden, then turned and jumped over the roof at breakneck speed, running in the direction of Sophia's shelter.

"Good luck, that's all I can do......" Aiden whispered, turning his head in another direction. "Anyway, I hope you'll be okay, Mr. Maffeo. ”

Maffeo had been following those guys for a while, and now that he was getting closer to the outskirts of Huttonmar, there were fewer and fewer rooftops to get him to. He knew there was a moment when he had to get back to the surface, and that was the real time to test his ability to hide. He thought that with so many people being discovered, it would be absolutely impossible for him to escape unscathed.

By the time he jumped to the last roof, he was on the edge of the city of Huttonmar. The endless suburbs unfolded into his sight, starlit skies and plains where a few weasels could occasionally be seen running by. Maffeo thinks that if it weren't for this ugly thing, he might have been able to appreciate this beauty that can only be seen in the work of artists.

But in the end, putting it into action is always the most important thing. He returned to the ground from the undetectable side of the house, leaned against the wall of the house, and poked his head out to observe the direction of the carriage and the mob. What made him feel a little more reassuring was that the fellows didn't come this way, but walked straight towards the endless plains.

Maffeo only came out of the shadows of the house when the fellows were about a hundred meters away from their position, and in such a wide plain area, a certain distance was the best choice. Maffeo walked over to the pillar that had been erected at the intersection and hung two broken wooden signs, pausing for a few seconds. When he saw the letters of the plain of Amiens written on the wooden sign, Maffeo set his eyes on the vast plain, and a thought came to his mind - this was where Marcos' real journey began, and where his dream began.