A long counter stretches out to the wall, sunlight lets in in a dusty corner, and a cat with black and white hair curls up lazily on the table.

This is a small tavern in the Dark City of the Scourge Church, the owner of this tavern is a mother and daughter, the mother is called Magis, she has a lovely daughter, her name is Christine, in a few months, Christine will be seventeen years old, and she is very moving, although she is not yet an adult, but she has a beautiful appearance and a plump body that is not inferior to adults, as well as many suitors, many young people in the Dark City do not hesitate to run from another district of the Dark City in order to meet Christine, just to drink a glass of ale.

Mother and daughter Magis had been in the Undercity for five years, and for them, the Undercity was a very kind and vibrant place, and although it had a more eerie and oppressive atmosphere than other cities, business wasn't bad—at least not before.

However, the reason why Mrs. Magis took a fancy to the Undercity and operated here for five years was that no matter how powerful a mercenary was, he was honest when he came to the Undercity, and no one dared to make trouble here, and the huge statue of Ron located in the main square of the main city of the Church of the Scourge was the guarantee of the entire Qiē.

But this qiē was ruined by the arrival of the Red Silk Legion!

Since the Red Silk Legion defeated the Scourge and took over the place, business in the Tavern has plummeted, and even her daughter's beautiful appearance has not been able to make much of a difference in business in the tavern.

It has been more than three months since the arrival of the Red Silk Legion, and with the defeat of the Cataclysmic Church as a symbol, the Red Silk Legion has truly conquered the Noah Continent, and the Noah Continent has also lost its original name with the passing of Noah, and now all the creatures in the Noah Continent only need to remember only one name - that is, the great leader of the Red Silk Legion, the super-level divine beast Sky Dragon Utaris from the main plane.

No one had ever seen Utaris, but that didn't prevent the people of Noah's continent from recognizing their new leader at a glance, and on the square of every huge city, huge sky dragon statues of hundreds of meters tall, fangs and claws, and lifelike were erected, and of course, the Dark City was no exception.

The current Noah continent, under the high-pressure rule of the Red Silk Legion, has no distinction between countries, regions, groups, and races, the original kings and nobles have been driven out of the palace and mansions, and some powerful mercenaries and high-ranking powerhouses in the sacred realm have all been reduced to civilians - to be exact, they are slaves.

The slaves were all required to wear the emblem of the Red Silk Legion—the piece of red silk that was wrapped around the arm, or worn on the head, or engraved with the word "swastika," and if anyone was found not wearing them, he would have suffered misfortune—and was mercilessly killed by the Red Silk Legion's pickets.

These pickets who were stationed in various places were all strong people above the strength of the Holy Domain, and the picket captain was even a Divine Domain Demonic Beast.

Under the brutal iron fist rule of the Red Silk Legion, the entire continent of Noah is like a huge prison, and all living beings are suffering in this terrible prison.

Christine was lying bored on the table in the tavern, staring at a painting on the wall, her long millet hair curly, her two large brown eyes full of youthful brilliance, a long black and white dress wrapped around her graceful figure, and a red strip of cloth on her sleeveless arm was bright and dazzling.

The tavern was not big, but there were only three or four guests, and it seemed a little deserted, most of them drank and ate meat silently, and even their voices were deliberately lowered when they spoke, as if they were afraid of being listened to by others, and the atmosphere was a little dull, which formed a strong contrast with the noisy scene of the past.

Christine had been staring at the painting on the wall for a long time, it was a portrait of an elderly human woman, for Christine, there was nothing special, but she knew that this human woman was very important to the Red Silk Legion, and for this reason, the people of the Red Silk Legion had come to the tavern three times, and each time they repeated the same words, that is, if they found the woman in the painting, they must report to her.

"Who the hell is she? What are the Red Silk Legions looking for her?"

Christine didn't know the woman in the painting, only Mary, and Christine thought silently, so absorbed that she didn't even hear her mother call her name.

Christine ...... Christine ...... What are you thinking?"

Christine's mother, Lady Magis, gave her a gentle pat, startling Christine before she came to her senses.

Christine ...... Hurry up and greet the guests, you don't know what you're thinking...... Really...... I didn't even hear the guests come in!"

Mrs. Magis muttered, because the business was not good during this time, her tone was a little impulsive, usually Mrs. Magis is not like this, everyone laughs at Mimi.

"Oh...... I'm sorry, Mother, I'm going to ......."

Christine stood up in a bit of a panic, straightened her hair, and hurried to meet it.

In came a human man in a black robe, with white and blue skin, and his rickety figure looked a little thin, and he looked a little tired after a long journey, and he took off his hood, revealing a delicate face, but his young face was covered with a beard that was very inappropriate for his age.

Judging from the costume, this is a young necromancer, and it can be seen from the outfit that if this was before, this profession would definitely be a big high-roller who spent a lot of money.

Christine's eyes lit up, and a professional smile appeared on her pretty face.

"Please be seated, honorable Mr. Necromancer, what do you want?"

"Hello!"

The necromancer who came in nodded faintly, he turned his head to look around, frowned slightly, he turned to sit down, glanced at Christine, and said in a hoarse voice, "Have a glass of ale, and then bring anything to eat!"

As he spoke, the necromancer's hand shook, "Boom, la-la-" Dozens of gold coins poured out of his sleeve like beans.

Christine's eyes straightened at first glance, these gold coins were enough for a month's income of the tavern, even in the past, it was a 100% big high-roller, unless it was a mercenary who got a large bounty would have such a big hand.

"Okay, Mr. Necromancer, please wait!"

Christine's face smiled like a flower, and her hands flew quickly on the table, putting away dozens of gold coins in just an instant, which made people sigh at her professionalism.

Attracted by the sound of the gold coins falling on the table, the guests in the tavern turned their heads one after another, looked at the uninvited guest in front of them with a hint of vigilance, and invariably, the expressions of these people changed in unison, and then they lowered their heads, and said no more.

"Mom, look, we're rich......"

Christine ran back to the counter quickly, her beautiful face filled with excitement, "Look...... Fifty-three gold coins, a full fifty-three gold coins......"

"Great!" Lady Magis's face was full of excitement, "now we don't have to close the door!"

With the money, the tavern can continue to open, and the tavern has all the sources of income for the mother and daughter.

Christine playfully stuck out her tongue and smiled, and then the two of them got busy.

"Mom, you say, is this guy a mercenary?" Christine poured the ale from the barrel into her glass, and a large white foam frothed.

"I guess, it's been a long time since we've had such a bold guest!" said Mrs. Magis, putting on her overalls, quickly slicing a portion of beef with a knife in her hand, and then placing it on the red-hot iron plate on the counter, and in a few moments the beef began to "......sizzle" and aromatize.

Christine quickly made the glass of ale and placed it on a tray to serve to the guests, when she stopped in her footsteps and opened her eyes with a look of intense surprise.

"What's the matter, Christine, why don't you bring the ale to your honored guests?"

Lady Magis saw Christine standing still, and hurriedly urged.

"Mom...... Mom, look...... That guest...... Isn't it a bit ...... Strange?"

Christine's eyes widened and she said deliciously.

"Strange?"

Mrs. Magis casually looked up, then shook her head, "No, there's nothing wrong. ”

"Yes...... But he didn't have an armband...... There is not a single mark of the Red Silk Legion on her body!" Christine whispered to her mother, her voice trembling a little and her face covered with fear.

"What?"

Mrs. Magis was startled, and then panicked.

"Perhaps...... He forgot to take it with him, should we remind him?" said Christine, swallowing hard.

"It's too late!" Lady Magis sighed, "did you see the guest at the other table just now? He just ran out, eighty percent went to the pickets to inform, if the pickets came, this guy eighty percent would not have survived......"

Magis waved his hand weakly, "Let's remind him, if one is not good, it may even affect us!"

"Yes, Mom!" Christine replied, walking briskly towards the necromancer.

The necromancer had been sitting upright in his seat, staring at the front in a daze, when he saw Christine coming, nodded faintly, and without waiting for her to open the door, he was the first to ask, "What's wrong with this person?"

"Huh?"

Christine was stunned for a moment, only to realize that the other party was referring to the portrait of Mary.

"Uh...... This ......" and the necromancer's gaze touched, and a trace of panic appeared on Christine's face, she always felt that this face was familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, but she couldn't tell.

"It's a human woman, Mary, and the Red Silk Legion is looking for her!" replied Christine, honestly.

"Oh......"

Hearing the name of the Red Silk Legion, the necromancer in front of him looked at him with a slightly cold gaze, "What are the Red Silk Legions looking for her?"

"What......? I don't know about that......"

Christine smiled awkwardly, she glanced at the other party slightly, and couldn't help but say, "This ...... Dear Guests...... That is true...... I think...... When you go out...... Did you forget to bring something......

"I ...... I mean...... What you should remember, you may forget...... It is...... That's the armband!"

Christine said eating, she secretly complained to herself, she was usually sharp-toothed and couldn't even speak at this time.

"The armband of the Red Silk Legion?"

The necromancer frowned, and a look of disgust clearly flashed in his eyes, "I never wear this!"

"What?"

Christine was really frightened this time, if she forgot to go out, if she refused to wear it directly, what would it mean? It meant a naked provocation to the Red Silk Legion.

"Honorable guest, you can't do this, if you are discovered by the pickets of the Red Silk Legion...... You...... You're going to die!" Christine became anxious, beads of sweat oozing from her brow.

"I've already said it......" the necromancer said firmly, "I'll never wear this!"

Christine wanted to persuade again, but at this moment, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside the door of the tavern, and she already understood that the pickets had arrived.

It was too late to say anything, Christine sighed helplessly, and secretly prayed for the unfortunate necromancer......