"Whew~! It's finally done! Anyway, I didn't feel like much when I planned it at the beginning, but I didn't expect to come and purchase it in person, and there were so many of these things~"

Qing exhaled, wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the large pile of scattered ingredients in front of him, and reluctantly closed the wallet in his hand and put it in his arms.

"The money is spent again~ Fortunately, if the ingredients are good, they can be used to cook and eat after this time, at least they won't lose a lot of money--- hehe!"

Pulling up the handle of the small wooden cart, he waved his hand to the owner of the food shop who was watching Qing leave not far away, and Qing pushed the wooden cart and slowly left the food area. Now, Qing needs to find a place where no one is around, so that Qing can put these ingredients into storage props without anyone seeing.

【Squeak~Squeak~Squeak~】

The old wooden car made an old sound left over the years, and the connection between the wood and the wood was linked together in a very old way, although the integrity of the body as a whole can be said to be basically undamaged, but this wooden car Qing believes that an antique-like thing is definitely produced hundreds of years ago.

"Hmm~ It's really lively~"

"That~ are your vegetables for sale?"

A neatly dressed young man stood to the right of the small wooden cart pushed by Qing, looking at the ingredients in the green cart.

I met someone who bought something, but I also came to buy something~ Qing thought in his heart, smiling and looking at the rich man, but the light in his eyes was cold and rejecting people thousands of miles away.

"I'm sorry ~ I don't have any idea of selling these things for the time being~"

"Good, good! I'm sorry! Disturbed ----"

Sure enough, the man was frightened by Qing, and after a hurried apology, he fled indiscriminately.

Hehehe--- I didn't expect that if I didn't control the murderous energy in my eyes for a while, I could scare that guy like this. This kind of person is really rare----"

Qing looked up at the figure of the man who had left in a hurry, and watched him gradually leave. It may not be strange to be able to see this kind of pure human youth in Anshi, but in this troubled world, such people who have not had blood on their hands seem to be so rare. And Qing can only look at his figure and wish him good luck in the future, not to be buried by this bloody era----

"What a pure soul~ If this person is safe enough to survive, then his future must be bright---"

Sighing at the splendor of the world, watching the man leave, until he could no longer see it, Qing pushed the cart back towards the exit of the food section.

The dense crowd kept walking past Qing, who was pushing an old wooden cart in the opposite direction to them.

The wooden wheels of the trolley slowly moved along the slightly bumpy stone road. Since that person came to ask the price, Qing knew that if he pushed it like this, there would be a second and a third person who kept asking if he would sell vegetables, so Qing estimated that it would be impossible for Qing to leave the food area for lunch. So Qing used what she learned from Li, and sure enough, it was easy to use.

The arrogant eyes exuded a cold fighting spirit and calmness, and the meticulous expression made Qing not like a cart but a duel to the death!

The road was calm, and Qing smoothly left the food area, and also left the crowded crowd. Qing slowly pushed the car into a quiet small aisle, it was quiet inside, and there was no one!

Aoi lowered the wooden handle and let the wooden cart stop in the aisle. Using a little magic, his eyes scanned the passage, and Qing was finally relieved that he didn't find an object with the breath of life.

"Ah~ It's so tiring~ I don't know why Lily has been using this expression, are you used to it? Maybe---"

Saying that, Qing rubbed his stiff face, it was the first time Qing had used this kind of thing for so long, it was too troublesome!

calmed his breath a little, whined back to whined, and got down to business. After thinking that there was no problem, Qing took out the storage props given by Egger from her arms, which was basically a small box without any decoration, and it was impossible to see what material it was made of, which could be made bigger and smaller.

"--- put it in the box---"

Qing held the box and chanted a simple spell, and the box was also under the control of Qing Magic, and the car full of ingredients was put into the box one by one.

"Done!"

After the small wooden cart was also put into the box, Qing made the small box the size of a finger and put it back in his arms.

Everything is ready! All that remains is to observe the terrain and summarize the distribution of the slave areas.

"Time is running out---"

Qing looked at the shadow of the sun in the sky and was already getting smaller, and the reconnaissance of the situation in the slave area had to be finished before eating, otherwise he would not be able to catch up with the rendezvous time!

Glancing at the small passage that was still quiet, Qing stretched his waist and walked out of the passage, heading towards the slave quarter.

I don't know anything about the slave area Qing, so the task of this investigation is decided by Qing himself, which is a crucial seat for the future plan occupant, if you make a wrong step, then you will lose everything!

"It's -----"

Qing stood in front of the main entrance of the slave quarter, which was very quiet, and compared to other areas, it could be said that it was dead silence. Qing swallowed his saliva and moved his feet inside. Quiet, quietly eerie, the guests were scattered and only a few people passed by, but most of them were people dressed in aristocratic clothes and butlers' uniforms.

Inadvertently, Qing passed by the others, all whispering about the price of slaves and a lot of boring swear words. Walking on the empty path, no one pays attention to Qing, and Qing will not pay attention to them.

Walking through the open path, the sun is also blocked by the shelter between the houses. Perhaps this was the measure to prevent the slave rebellion, and the only way to enter was the road that Qing was taking, which could only be passed by five people side by side, and the top of the aisle was also sealed to prevent anyone from climbing over the wall.

It's definitely an easy place to defend! Qing walked silently, the walls around him were plastered with layers of white ash---- and the layers of gray and white concealed not time and years, but the faint black imprint---------

The light was dimming, the air was getting damp, an indescribable stench was coming from all directions, and the sound of ticking water echoed in the deep passages. As I went deeper, from time to time there were whispers of sorrow, whispers of sorrow, howls of pain, and weeping of compassion-----

Qing stopped moving forward, her clenched fists trembling, and she quietly closed her eyes and didn't listen or look. Although Qing knows the cruelty of reality, --- Qing doesn't know if --- has done a good job and ---- consciousness in the face of all this----

The sound in his ears haunted Qing's soul like a nightmare, and sorrow, pain, despair, and death were all alive.

Fear --- he was in fear---- his hand had unconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword---- but the hilt of the sword was surprisingly cold---- I didn't know ---- I didn't know what I should do----

The hand holding the sword lost its firm strength, and the trembling was a cry of sorrow inspired by fear, and the voice of fear kept coming from the heart when I wanted to turn back and leave this terrible abyss-------

[Let's go~Let's go~Let's go~-----]

In just two words, hope and despair. I didn't have the courage to face all this--- I didn't have --- courage to take a step forward, and I didn't ---- the damp, sticky smell of fear and death that filled the small and dark space.

Constantly retreating, his feet did not obey the call, he wanted to shout loudly, but he couldn't make a sound in his mouth---- --- he had the courage to face this? ---- these ---- terrible thoughts ---- like a sharp knife tearing the cutter himself----- I ---- what to do-----

[I will wait for you--- wait for the day when you have the strength to defeat me-----]

Radiance! ----It was a stubborn and cold voice, full of trust and expectation-----

When I opened my closed eyes, the dim path no longer seemed silent, and the trembling that I couldn't stop was gone.

Yes~ There is a person waiting for him~ If you can defeat yourself with these fears, then maybe you will no longer be able to wave the sword blade in your hand, and you will not be able to face the promises you have promised!

Loosening the hilt of the sword he was gripping, he was really incompetent--- he was defeated by this fear, and he was so afraid that he needed to rely on the sword in his hand to resist---- what a --- bag----

Look straight into the darkness in front of you and keep taking steps forward! You can't be afraid! Nor shall you be afraid! That person is waiting for him to fulfill his promise! Absolute! You can't fall here!