"Isn't Greench a little too dangerous lately? A 'beast' went crazy the night before, and after martial law yesterday, there was a necromancer in the cemetery again, and I heard that if it weren't for the priests of the Church of Death, maybe those undead would have run to the city!"

"Where did you know about it?"

"My cousin is in the city guard, and he happened to be on duty this morning, and early in the morning, the priest of the Church of the Dead came to the security office to report, my cousin told me. ”

It was afternoon, and when Cervantes was out for a stroll, he happened to hear something like this.

The black dragon's hearing was very sensitive, and the two people were less than three meters away from him.

He remembered it, because he felt that GreenWave had been particularly interesting lately, and that a mage's pet had gone crazy the night before, and another necromancer had popped up last night, and that Greenlandch was getting more and more fun.

Looking left and right, I found that the streets were much deserted today, even more deserted than yesterday, because the whole city was under martial law, resulting in merchants and caravans stranded in the city.

Outside, merchants and caravans continued to enter, but due to martial law, the atmosphere inside the city was very oppressive, and there were not many people wandering the streets except for 'idle dragons' like Cervantes.

"Ouch!"

A tattered child crashed into Cervantes and fell to the ground.

The little beggar touched his ass in disbelief, then suddenly looked at Cervantes in a panic and fled in a hurry.

Cervantes looked at the little beggar's back in confusion, and after a moment of silence, he finally reacted - it was a thief!

His expression was very strange, because as a black dragon, even if Cervantes walked through the city streets in human form and with a maid, no thief would try to steal his things, after all, even if he took human form, he was a tall man, and no thief would be stupid enough to try to provoke him.

Maybe it's because the streets are deserted and the 'business' is not very easy, so the little beggar just now hit him with the idea.

Ever since he went to 'meet' Krylov III this morning, Cervantes has had nothing to do, and the maid went to 'open a lecture hall' to deceive...... The money went to be made, and he suddenly got interested in doing nothing - to follow the little beggar!

It's a very new feeling, Cervantes has never been targeted by a thief, even if he is richly dressed, but just looking at it can make people feel a little palpitation.

The black dragon is very good at stealth, even though he is tall, but stealth is simply natural to him...... It's not innate, it's probably trained by my mother.

After all, you either learn to stealth or you can't eat, you can use stealth skills better, or you die in the belly of a snake......

Remembering the tragic time when he was a child when he was thrown to the side of the swamp hydra, Cervantes couldn't help but shudder.

The potential of man is great, and the potential of the dragon is also huge, and it has become his instinct to avoid sight and find a hiding place, and he has been following the little beggar, including through the tunnel to the 'slum', and has not been discovered by the little beggar.

Now he squatted on the roof of a stone house and yawned boredly, which is a blind spot for many people, after all, no one in the slums will look up twice.

The smell here is very stinky, and after getting used to the cleanliness of the sad wind collar, Cervantes can't accept this kind of smell, which is also very different from his cousins, many of his cousins have a stink, and he used to be too, but now he has changed.

The stench lingered in the sky and refused to leave, and Cervantes had to squat here with his nose pinched - because it stinks even more underneath.

You need to be careful when you walk, otherwise it will be even more disgusting when you step on feces and urine, but the little beggar has obviously lived here for a long time, and he walks quite fast, and he is very flexible to cross one 'obstacle' after another.

Cervantes jumped over thirty feet in a slight leap, and he yawned boredly, feeling more and more sleepy, and wanting to go back to sleep.

The little beggar ran out of breath to a shack, and stood outside the door for a while, looking left and right, until his breath had calmed down, and then he 'pushed the door' and went in.

"I'm back!"

It is a 'house' made of sewn rags, a few planks, and a few pieces of wood, which is cool in winter and warm in summer, and may even collapse in the occasional heavy rain.

This is the slum of Greenland, the 'beyond the walls' of Greenland.

It's filthy and filthy, and the few taverns and 'big houses' are gangster hangouts, a place that the average adventurer doesn't want to come to unless you're in the extreme of poverty.

The 'inhabitants' here are complex, and many of Greenland's dark creatures 'live' here, and the closer they get to the outside, the more depressed they become, but the ones closer to the side of the city walls are not much better, after all, 'inside and outside the city' are two completely different worlds.

Brick houses, bungalows, shacks, and even tents, there are many 'dwellings' here, and they are not counted.

But no one will care - except for Krylov III!

Krylov III proposed a proposal at the meeting to 'formally bring the ghetto into Greenland', which was later shelved, but now that His Majesty the King was planning to go to war with the powerful nobles, he would no longer heed their opinions.

Compared to Greenland, the Sad Wind Leader has done enough in this kind of thing because of the existence of the old duke.

The old duke was a native of the Arcane Empire, he was from a civilian background, so he naturally knew that this kind of thing was inevitable, but he controlled the scale, did not let it spread further, and also curbed the further decay of the nobility.

Krylov III is now going to follow the path that the old duke once walked, and then to further study the Sadpie's Domain, which developed under the leadership of the chief maid, but that is too big, everything needs to be gradual, and steady and steady is the truth.

Putting away the wild thoughts in his head, the black dragon spotted a vampire...... Probably a vampire, if he's not mistaken.

Speaking of which, dark creatures are common in this place......

Unlike the black dragon who suddenly became interested outside, the 'little beggar' found that his mother was not at 'home' again, and sighed, he should have gone to the 'tent area' outside again, right?

Since the death of his father, the family has relied on his mother to earn money......

Sure enough, I should be going to the 'tent area' in two years......

"Damn it!"

The vampire tightened his black cloak, and the sun in the sky made him feel so uncomfortable that the heat of the cloak alone made him want to vomit.

If it weren't for that damn mouse, I wouldn't have failed in my mission!

Now he didn't even dare to go back, because he knew very well what kind of character his master was.

The owner will definitely pull him out into the sun!

The vampire shuddered at the thought of the possible punishment, and then he felt the pain in his flank again.

I wanted to kill 'a few rats' to vent my anger, but I didn't expect them to raise a scavenger monster with a bow and crossbow in their hands, I really don't know where they got that kind of crossbow, it's clearly a military item!

If it was just a crossbow, he wouldn't be afraid, but he didn't expect them to have holy water in their hands?

These damn rats!

Damn the king!

If it weren't for his 'martial law', he wouldn't have fallen to this point!

"Huh?"

The vampire suddenly stopped and sniffed, a stench mixed with a sweet aroma......

'Asmo'?

The vampire was excited, and if he was going to die when he returned, he would rather have a full meal before he died!

Although it is different from the Asmo I have seen before, there is no doubt that this is the Celestial Bloodline!

Maybe the blood is thin, but that's enough.

The vampire looked around, then cautiously winded into an alley, slowly approaching a shack.

As he got closer, he felt his slow-beating heart beat faster.

Licking his lips, the vampire cast a [Advanced Invisibility Technique] on himself, for the blood of a pure girl of the 'godborn' bloodline, it was worth it.

He quietly pushed the door open, turned sideways, and walked in on tiptoe, and no one noticed.

He looked at the little girl lying on the straw mat, asleep, and smiled cruelly......