In Triumph City, when visiting other nobles, it is necessary to send someone one day in advance to show etiquette.

However, the man sent by Ronan came back and reluctantly told him that there was no one in Baron Exeter's house.

Ronan was a little surprised, knowing that the nobles of this era had an extraordinary dedication to the pursuit of face, and there were no servants left in the house, it was very rude to let the guests return cold.

He flipped through the baron's information after his arrival in Triumph City, which he had obtained from the Chamber of Commerce Center for a gold coin.

After some time, Ronan looked outside at the already late afternoon sky and called for Ed to leave.

After calculating the time, he decided to go to the other party's house now.

Lake Center Boulevard, SW, Violet Street.

In contrast to the solemn surroundings of the Central Palace, the atmosphere here is very lively, and the surrounding streets are full of vendors, costumed pedestrians, and exotic performances.

The booth with agate and jade was sold by merchants, and the monsters with chains were displayed in cages. Not far away, dancers from the north danced in thin gauze clothes, and bards sang the poems of the kingdom.

There are no knights patrolling the streets on Huxin Avenue, and the safety is reduced and the business attributes here are improved.

The extravagant atmosphere of the local aristocracy attracted a large number of merchants to gather, and many trade markets were formed in the surrounding area.

In particular, the recent illness has caused wealth to converge towards Triumph City, which became a haven of trade when the Central Palace and Triumphal Avenue were heavily guarded by knights.

Ronan walked down the street, and for a while he even had the feeling of coming to a commercial street in his previous life.

Of course, the flow of people is converging, and some annoying professions naturally appear.

Ronan pinched one person's wrist, and with a little force, the other's face contorted to a painful look.

It was a child who looked to be eleven or twelve years old, very thin, with short tan hair, and wore a coarse cloth coat with many signs of repair.

Just now, the other party bumped into Ronan and tried to take something that didn't belong to him.

"Big brother, what's wrong with you?" Ed scratched his head and looked at him strangely.

Ronan gave him a look of your own understanding, and at the same time had a plan in his mind - he needed a more personal guard.

Ed's strength is strong, and his loyalty is not in doubt, but his brain is really not trustworthy.

Let him guard against those strong men who open and close and kill with weapons, and he can rush up at the first time and become an insurmountable high wall.

But in the face of the deceptive appearance of the assassin, Ed's brain could not turn around by his size.

Just like just now, everyone's little hands touched Ronan's body, and the eyes of this thing were still staring at the roast suckling pig on the side.

However, this matter is not urgent, for Ronan, the loyalty of the guards is far more important than strength.

Turning his mind, Ronan turned his gaze to the thief he had caught.

The latter was twisting his arms in an attempt to break free from his palms.

It's a pity that this strength is meaningless in the face of Ronan's strong physique, which has been trained by knights.

"Please let me go, I won't dare anymore, my lord."

The voice was a little crisp, and after Ronan saw the other party's dirty little face clearly, he found that it was still a girl.

Facing the look of fear and uneasiness, Ronan looked around again and let go of his hand.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, and when she tried to run away, she found herself in front of a huge wall, shrouding her whole body in shadow.

Ed, who finally understood Ronan's gaze, stopped her.

"Keep up." Ronan walked ahead and commanded.

The girl looked at the monster in front of her with arms thicker than her waist, her throat fluttered, and her body stiffened to follow.

Walking down the street, Ed glanced around and spoke to Ronan in front of him:

"Big brother, there are people around us who are watching us."

"Well, I don't need to talk to them." Ronan replied nonchalantly.

Before the girl could bump into her, Ronan noticed that several men had been staring at her.

He was dressed in black, with bare arms and a red turban around his head.

That's why he wanted to bring the girl's windfall.

......

18 Violet Street, outside a fine three-storey wooden building.

Unsurprisingly, Ronan saw the closed door and two men waiting outside the door, dressed similarly to the previous ones.

The two sides looked at each other, and the two men saw Ed behind him and hurriedly stood farther away.

After a while, a well-dressed couple came to the street, the man wearing the silk robe popular among the nobles, with a semicircular cloak studded with jewels on the upper body, and the woman in a luxurious multi-lace trimmed dress, followed by a lovely little boy.

It can be seen that this is a family of three who have just attended a noble banquet, which makes passers-by feel envious and awe-inspired.

However, when he was about to arrive home, when he saw the two men at the door, the noble man's face became very bad.

"Bastards, are you crazy!" Baron Exeter couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and yelled at the two of them, "Damn, how dare you come to my house, guards! What about the guards of the kingdom? Why do these scum come in here too! ”

In the face of the baron's roar, the man at the head of the two stepped forward, smiled and pressed his hand on his shoulder.

Baron Exeter's body trembled, and the pain on his shoulder, and the cold expression of the other party's proximity made him shut his mouth.

"Have you calmed down, Lord Baron." The man named Aksya reminded him in his ear, "Don't forget, you borrowed 200 gold from our Brotherhood more than a month ago, and three days ago it was already the deadline for repayment. ”

"For the sake of your aristocratic status, the Brotherhood has decided to give you some time, but you don't seem to take it seriously."

As he spoke, Axia looked at his wife behind him with a smile, "Good clothes, lady, I have a share of mine." ”

The baroness was so frightened that she was a little overwhelmed by the fact that she was holding her child.

Baron Exeter's face was already flushed with anger, but he couldn't break free from the other man's palm.

"Excuse me." At this time, someone on the other side interrupted their communication.

Ronan, who had almost figured out the situation, grabbed the wrist of the girl next to her, stopped her from trying to escape, and then waved Ed forward.

Edpu's fan-sized palm pinched the man's head and lifted him up.

As weak as the Baron was in his own hands, Aksya felt as if he had been seized by the rumored Titan, and he tried to break free but felt more and more powerless and suffocated.

It wasn't until Ed let go that he was slumped on the ground, greedily breathing in the fresh air.