Chapter Sixty-Seven: The Way of the Crippled! (Ask for follow-up ~ ask for support ~)

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Mr. Credos?

Someone is cheating in the name of their own adult?

Wiggins instantly understood why Arthur frowned.

Reputation is extremely important in South Los and indeed in the whole of South County.

Once your reputation is damaged, it's a big deal.

There is even a possibility that it will not die.

"Leave it to me, sir!"

Wiggins confidently slapped the carriage and jumped out of the carriage with his umbrella sword—it was now near the entrance to the outer edge of Mouse Street.

Simply put, near Wiggins' home base.

Here, Wiggins has a natural sense of security.

What's more, two of his subordinates are squatting here every day.

In fact, just as Wiggins jumped out of the carriage, two of his men came running.

"Boss!"

The two half-grown boys whom Arthur had met met greeted Wiggins, and then rushed into the alley without Wiggins' command.

When the three of Hodder, who were blackmailing, saw these two half-sized children, their necks shrank.

One of them even exclaimed.

"It's Wiggins' guys!"

Hodder's face was gloomy, of course he knew that Wiggins was not easy to mess with, but the fat sheep around him were even more difficult to meet.

It's not just the money in the other person's wallet.

So, Hodder was ready to take the plunge.

He pulled the dagger out of his bosom.

Then, the whole person was stunned.

Because, he saw Wiggins walking slowly into the alley.

Wiggins was seen pulling his sword out of an umbrella.

Looking down at the rusty dagger in his hand, and then at the cold sword in Wiggins's hand, Hodder's face tightened.

"Wiggins, we...... Ah, Mom! ”

Haud had already given up the deal from the bottom of his heart, but he still wanted to retain a little dignity, but before the words came out, it was a scream.

Not only him, but two of his men were screaming.

Because, a terrifying puppet that makes people's scalps tingle when they look at it is walking into the alley step by step.

The horror doll seemed to be curious about what was going on here, looking left and right, and when it glanced at the three of them, the three of them collapsed to the ground unsurprisingly.

Wiggins also has a numb scalp.

He knew it!

'Anna' is alive!

His instincts were never wrong!

The golden finger that chanted again and again in his heart, put away his sword at his side, and bowed down to greet him.

"Ms. Anna, please wait."

"I'll take care of these people quickly."

Wiggins was glad that he had decided to follow Arthur and was on the same side as Ms. Anna.

And the two subordinates watched the boss salute, and although they were afraid, they also saluted.

Then?

"Hit!"

"Beat me hard!"

In the face of three people who were already paralyzed in fright, Wiggins did not make a move, and two of his men were enough.

His gaze was on the young man, who was also frightened

Even if the clothes are dirty, you can see that the other party is decent, the face is not weathered, the fingertips are trimmed, and the top hat is still brand new.

This kind of fat sheep is also his favorite.

Don't say it, pay back a lot.

However, with his own adults among them, Wiggins wisely chose to give up.

"Get out of here."

"This is not where a young master like you should come."

With that, Wiggins took the other out of the alley.

The young man was stupid, staring at the carriage on the side of the road without blinking, and he saw that the horrible doll had jumped back into the carriage.

The moment the door opened and closed, he saw the side face of a man.

I couldn't hear what the other party was talking to the doll, but his eyes were very gentle.

Who is he?

What about the dolls?

The young man was puzzled.

By the time he came to his senses, the carriage was long gone.

The young man who lost his soul reluctantly walked towards the Shire district.

"Ms. 'Anna' is curious about what just happened?"

Inside the carriage, Wiggins asked respectfully.

"Well, 'Anna' always has a lot of curiosity and always likes to meddle with things, and I have a headache."

Arthur nodded, looking like he had a headache.

But Wiggins looked at the doting on Ms. 'Anna' in Arthur's eyes, but he was very wise and did not say anything more.

That gaze is similar to looking at his own daughter, what else do you need to say?

I'm afraid that if I talk too much, Ms. 'Anna' will talk to him in the middle of the night, right?

Wiggins shuddered at the thought of waking up in the middle of the night and Ms. 'Anna' at the bedside.

Arthur looked at Wiggins' appearance, and his heart was quite satisfied.

Using the Hand of Nothingness to get 'Anna' moving, this was what he had planned for a long time - Arthur himself intended to shape the second topic of conversation, lest the people of Nanlos like the new and hate the old.

Right now?

Naturally, to give Wiggins a beating.

Constant awe is a good thing for Wiggins, for him.

And then there's the young man just now.

It seems to be the producer of his XP, and although Arthur keeps his distance from such a producer, he doesn't mind if it's just a gesture.

Moreover, someone has to detonate the topic of 'Anna', right?

"It's here!"

The coachman shouted.

Arthur and Wiggins jumped out of the carriage.

The houses on the outskirts of Rat's Row are no different from other civilian dwellings in the Diord.

The toad's transit station had nothing of value at all, except for the necessary clothing and fake beard, but Arthur was not disappointed.

He's already had the biggest catch, hasn't he!

After saying goodbye to Wiggins, it was already completely dark when I returned to 2 Kirk Street.

Arthur checked the corner and found no rat carcass, which made him slightly relieved that he really didn't want to be an enemy if he could.

But if the other party really does it, then he has to think about how to prevent future troubles forever.

Thankfully, it's not that far.

Like opening the box given by Malinda, Arthur chose to let the Hand of Nothingness hold the sword and picked open the rattan box.

Syllable!

The chest is opened.

The imaginary image of shooting crossbow arrows and popping out poisonous insects does not appear.

This rattan box is just a normal box.

The reason why it is heavy is because it contains three books that are thick, as thick as turning heads, and can be used as weapons.

and an Erlenmeyer flask tightly wrapped in a sponge and ......

Golden Ticket!

A whole stack of golden tickets in the denomination of 10.

Arthur, who was wearing gloves, nodded, and there were as many as 30 of them.

300 Golden Tickets!

Suddenly, Arthur, who was still thinking about how to fight for the golden ticket, breathed a sigh of relief.

With these 300 golden tickets, his money is enough in a short time.

With this in mind, Arthur picked up the tightly wrapped Erlenmeyer flask.

The inside is long empty, and according to the scale, it will be about 75ml if it is full, but there is also a label on the Erlenmeyer flask: Apophis Saliva.

'Apophis? ’

'What's that?' ’

Arthur thought to himself and began to examine the three books.

There was nothing wrong with the first two, and when his finger touched the third—