A neat step appeared in the stands of the Colosseum, this time Alan heard it very clearly, the neat sound was definitely the sound of the impact of the standard iron boots and the ground, and the swarming horn army quickly surrounded the entire stand, and those nobles dispersed outside the stadium, and the noisy Colosseum became extremely quiet for a while. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Alan sat in the mud without any scruples, barely a clean place on his body, he leaned against the stone wall like a lazy and coquettish child, the wind solidified the blood scattered on his face, and the red dots all over him were like dried red wax, decorating him like a murderer.

"Are you going to stand there all the time? Why don't you come and sit for a while, it looks a little dirty. Alan asked angrily as he leaned against the stone wall.

"Are you sure you want me to sit down now instead of going and get you a doctor?" asked the middle-aged man, looking at the wound that Eren was covering.

"Captain Selsi, don't speak in that mocking tone, I just helped you kill a guy who is full of evil, in Nipur City, this should be the place you care about the most, should you thank me?" Allen clutched the wound on his calf, a wry smile on his face.

"Yes, it sounds like you're supposed to thank you, but what if I tell you that the guy you just had half of his head cut off is a relative of mine?" said Sersi slowly, touching his bare head.

The words reached Allen's ears through the damp and smelly air, and out of the tunnels in all directions came a group of soldiers of the Horn Legion, who ran to their commander in blood.

"You're really good at laughing, that guy doesn't act like your relatives, as far as I know you should be a jealous person, right, if I'm really so unlucky to cut off half of your relative's head in front of you, then I can only ask the god Namu to bless me, I hope you don't let me die as ugly as him, that will mess up my hair, hehe. After Allen finished speaking, he flicked his long maroon hair back and looked at Sersi with a relaxed expression.

A few years ago, it was indeed a good place for slaves and untouchables to get rid of their status, but now it has become a filthy place for favoritism and contempt for the rules. After Lord Patton took over and re-established the city of Nippur, he once wanted to ban it, but it was my repeated requests that it was able to be preserved, and if it weren't for your reckless guy today, I probably wouldn't have known that this place would have become like this, and I do have to thank you. ”

Sersi looked at Alan and continued, "If you want, the Horned Infantry Regiment is always ready to welcome you, the duel skills you have just shown are worth learning from all of my men, of course, all this has to be done according to your wishes, but it is a bit early to say this, I think I should really help you find a doctor first, because your legs really don't look good!"

"Damn, did you have a dark magic wizard in your mouth, and my wound is split open again!" Alan clutched his calf, blood pouring from between his fingers......

The sun was setting overhead, outside a two-story hut in Nippur City, Alan was lying on the pine railing of the hallway, watching the crowd come and go, the wound on his calf was heavily bandaged, and he didn't seem to be in a big deal except for a slightly paler face.

Most of the street vendors had left by this time, and countless rotten vegetable leaves and fish offal were discarded on the ground, and the whole street was made into a miasma of smoke by them.

Not far away, Alan saw Sersi walking down the street carrying two small cans of wine and some food wrapped in leaves, if it weren't for the two soldiers behind him, the honor really wouldn't have seen that he was the legendary Sersi, the famous head of the Horned Infantry Regiment, a new nobleman who had ascended from the Colosseum to the sky.

"Hey, horsetail rider, are you better? I bought the most famous berry wine and roast chicken in Nipur, you need something good!" said Sersi as he stood on the side of the street and yelled at Allen.

Alan looked at Sersi helplessly downstairs, his words and deeds really blended in with the surrounding environment, except for the two-story wooden house where he was, most of the surrounding were some broken grass thatched houses, those devastated houses looked like they would collapse at any time, some houses even just put a layer of thatch on top of the withered ruins, Alan felt that he could knock down those broken bricks and tiles with one hand.

The sound of Sersi going upstairs sounded from behind the house, and Alan walked into the room step by step, and he sat down in a shabby chair, the wooden plank under his feet 'creaking'.

"Okay, horsetail, I brought you berry wine and roast chicken. Sersi walked in from outside the house and placed his things on the table.

Alan looked at the wine jar on the table, it looked dirty, as if it had never been cleaned, and the color of the picture showed the age of the clay pot, this thing must have been bought by Cecil at some flea market, and it cost ten copper coins at most.

"Should I call you Master Sercy, or Count Sercy?" are you sure you really live here?" asked Allen, pointing to the shabby furnishings of the house.

"Hey, don't you look at my house with such disdain, don't you see the buildings around you this is the best dwelling in the slums? Every brick and tile, every beam and wood here is built by my own hands, and I am most disgusted with your aristocratic style, you should understand that not everyone can be born with a golden fork like you!" said Selsey with some anger.

Alan looked at Sersi, who was fiercely speaking, and didn't know what to say for a while, a legion commander in Nipur City, an earl with hundreds of acres of fiefdom, actually pointed at someone else's nose and said that he was not used to seeing aristocratic style, which really sounded a little funny.

"I'm sorry, Count Sercy, if I'm not mistaken, the proverb says a golden spoon, not a golden fork. I don't look down on your house, but I'm just curious that you, an earl, should live in such a place, and I'm just a little surprised, and I don't mean to offend. After Allen finished speaking, he pulled off a roast chicken leg and took a bite, as if to prove that he was used to eating these things.

"Actually, Lord Patton has rewarded me with a manor, which is three acres far out of the city, but unfortunately I am used to living here, and although I admit that it does look a bit messy, I have always walked out of here, and this is my home. Sersi picked up the jug and took a sip.

"You're so much more down-to-earth than you look. Alan pointed to the leather coat sewn with gold thread on Sercy's body, "If a lowly guy turns into an earl, I bet he will become arrogant and domineering, and no one has anyone in his sights, but you don't." I'm sorry, but I didn't mean to insult you in my words. ”

"You may not be a nobleman in Nipur City, but you are certainly a wealthy man in other territories, and as you can tell from the way you dress, that saber looks really valuable, am I right? Sersi asked, pointing to the saber at Alan's waist.