Climbing the Shishi City, slums, lame dog tavern.

The cold water season is the best time for tavern business in the year. The refugees have been busy for more than half a year and are finally a little rich on hand and have enough time to find some fun for themselves. The smart tavern owner can use wine, food, gambling games, fine skin and tender flesh, and a rare enthusiasm to dig every fishy coin in the pockets of the refugee customers.

Four tall and strong men hugged their arms and guarded outside the oak gate of the Lame Dog Tavern, staring at the passers-by with gloomy eyes. Several evil dogs under their feet barked loudly at the people close to the tavern, and wanted to rush. The pedestrians on the street avoided them and tried to bypass the tavern gate. When those real guests saw this scene, they immediately turned around and chose to visit other taverns.

Those who didn't know the matter thought that the owner of this tavern was in trouble and was suppressed by gang forces, which made him unable to make a deal during the peak business season.

This kind of thing is very common. Pots and hotels with prosperous business always attract jealousy from their peers, and this business is closely related to underground forces.

The Lame Dog Tavern is different. It is the largest, best and most fair tavern in the slums in Dengshicheng. No villain dares to make trouble here. Because it is also the stronghold of the Thieves Union of Dengshicheng.

During the last three days of February of the water season every year, Lame Dog Hotel does not do business outside. Gangster leaders of all sizes gather here to exchange information, discuss territory allocation, and hand over offerings to public security offices. The topics they talk about involve theft, fraud, robbery, fighting, human trafficking and murder in Dengshi City, so naturally outsiders cannot be allowed to listen.

The tavern was very lively, with hundreds of fierce-looking villain thugs thugs thugs thugs thugs thugs thugs on the first floor. They didn't have to pay for the three days of food, drink, and fun. The gang leader had paid off the entrusted public security office and would not care about spending a little money to buy their confidant thugs.

The smell of wine was accompanied by the smell of sweat, the man laughed wildly, and the screams and laughter of the waitress in the angry curse. The tavern owner Casper looked at the carnival crowd with a smile. The noisy environment made him ignore the whine of the evil dog outside the door until the thick oak door was pushed open heavily.

A tall and thin figure stood in the cold wind that was rushing towards him. He looked like a young man in his 20s, his whole body was wrapped in metal scales, and his face was covered with three huge scars that almost cut off his high nose bridge, making his original handsome face look as shrill as a ghost. His eyes were sharp, like a cold sword blade that could cut a person's throat, and the point where he pointed was silent, and the noisy tavern became as quiet as a cemetery.

The young man walked towards the bar with a long sheathed sword. The crowded crowd immediately separated a road. A young soldier in a dark blue mail followed him, his boots stomped across the floor, leaving behind a string of bloody footprints from deep to shallow.

"Ghost Face Rider!"

A thug who was attending a thief party for the first time thought of something and couldn't help but exclaim. His companion suddenly stretched out his thick arms, slammed his hair, and slammed fiercely at the wooden table, making a loud bang, and then skillfully stuffed the unconscious rash ghost under the table. The villains around seemed to have seen nothing, keeping the quiet in the tavern.

First, Ghost Face Rider Clark doesn't like others to bring Ghost Faces. Second, he is really a knight.

This is the conclusion drawn by the thieves who climbed the stone city with six lives.

The tavern owner Casper smiled and poured two glasses of green ale, handed it to Clark and his capable subordinate Ron, and said diligently: "Sir, this is the new ale, the taste is very unique, you can try it."

Clark put his sword on the bar, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, but he felt that the wine was bitter and spicy and difficult to swallow. He spit out the wine, looked at the foam in the glass, and said in a low voice: "It's hard to drink."

Soldier Ron drank all the glass of green ale silently. Casper noticed that Ron's semen iron mail had large dark red blood stains, and the corners of his eyes twitched. If the blood footprints Ron left on the floor were dog blood, then the blood stains on his body must be human blood.

Knight Clark was specifically responsible for clearing out bandits and bandits in the security office. He had obviously just returned from his mission and was now full of murderous intentions. Casper smelled the sweet and bloody smell, his scalp tightened, and he explained humbly: "Sir, Zizhe wine has been out of stock for a month, and we really don't have any better wine."

"Well. Let Lucy and Jenny prepare hot water, I'm going to go back to the room to take a shower." Clark ordered, lifted his sword, and took Ron to the second floor of the tavern.

About five months ago, the Lame Dog Tavern welcomed four uninvited guests, led by Ghost Face Clark. He booked three rooms with fireplaces and occupied two of the most beautiful waitresses. He stayed with big fish and meat every day for more than ten days but refused to pay a copper sol. The owner of the tavern is doing business fairly, but he is not a good person. Facing the guests who eat, drink and have free time, he has some solutions. When the waitress finds out where they come from and forty-eight Jinsor's wallets, Casper decided to follow the rules, leave his purse, and then sells the people to the mine for hard labor.

That night, more than a dozen strong and strong gangsters broke into Clark's private room and were killed six on the spot. Seeing that the situation was out of control, Casper quickly called the security soldiers outside to come forward to suppress them. Clark calmly took out a sheepskin document, and the security soldiers who were like wolves and tigers changed their attitude and respectfully invited them to the security center.

The Thieves Union found out the news overnight. Casper almost was scared to death when he learned that Clark was a noble knight. He didn't expect that early the next morning, Lord Clark returned and moved into his original room. Jenny and Lucy became his special maids. He regarded the Lame Dog Tavern as his home, and had to eat and live for free until now.

Casper was puzzled. Shouldn't the Knight Master stay in a villa in the noble area? Not even good, he could choose a hotel in the Vasual District. Why did Knight Clark stay in the slums? Casper dared not ask, and the thieves union in the Stone City dared not ask, because Clark was already the security captain of the public security office, and he specially brought people to clear out the bandit camps under the marquis. Every time he went out for half a month, he was always covered in blood when he came back, and only Ron was left with the four entourage soldiers. Through relationships, the thieves union confirmed that Knight Clark had killed at least 67 fierce bandits with his own hands. Over time, the reputation of the Ghost Face Rider began to spread among the underground forces in the Stone City.

Before Clark went upstairs, he glanced at the trembling villain thug, feeling contempt.

He believed that his current strength was not inferior to most early-level knights, but he was not so arrogant that he thought he could fight a hundred. In fact, there were many good martial arts among these villains. If they did not consider life and death, they rushed forward and used the narrow space, as long as they were willing to sacrifice more than a dozen people, they might not be able to kill him. But facing the knights, the villains had no fighting spirit, just like no matter how many sheep there could not kill the lonely wolf, they would only become prey under the wolf's claws.

Of course, the main reason why the gangster villain fears the Ghost Face Rider is that he is the subordinate of the sheriff Wammon. Any thief union must rely on the power of the public security office to survive. In the eyes of the Ghost Face Rider, the Ghost Face Rider can be considered as his own person.

The Ghost Face Rider was Todd. He managed to attract the attention of Wammon, the Sheriff of the Rock City, and successfully got into the security office. But Lord Wammon did not arrange him in the city, but sent him out to do dirty work - to clear out the free private camps of the Marquis.

The free private camp is actually a bandit camp. They secretly collect wild resources from the territory and rob and kill passers-by, which is extremely vicious. However, the free private camp also has its own backstage. Just like the thief union in the city obeys the public security station, the free private bandits in the wild have a deep relationship with the city defense army. Because they can help the city defense army monitor the situation outside the field, limit the range of monsters' activities, and loot caravans and passengers who cannot walk away from the official road.

Todd led the security soldiers to clear out the bandit camp, but was subjected to fierce resistance. Three of the four secret warriors handed over to him by Viscount Randle died. He realized that the sheriff of the City of Shishi did not coordinate with the commander of the City of Shishishi, and he was involved in the internal struggle between the public security office and the City of Shishishishi. Apart from handing over him as a newcomer to bear the crime, Todd could not think of a second possibility. However, Todd did not care about the sheriff's plan. He lived in the thief's nest in Shishishishishi for several months, and everything he should have to investigate had been found.

Just when Todd informed Barrit to be closed, he received a new order. Barrit asked him to hold his troops temporarily and investigate the military mobilization of the city of Stone, road patrols in the territory, post defense deployment and the location of the bandit camp.

This order made Todd both terrifying and excited. Earl Ludwig's car drove by Chengshi City just in time, and Lord Randall was very likely to be planning a major event. Todd was very excited when he thought that he could contribute to his master's major event. As for the issue of being silenced by his master, he disdained to think about it. From the moment he obeyed the golden potion, Todd placed his life on the gambling table of the Randall family, and he wanted his loyalty to bet on a brilliant future.

Once a real gambler has placed a bet, he will no longer think about taking back the bet.

After taking a hot shower and changing clothes, Todd hurried to the security office with Ron.

The sheriff Wamon met him immediately. After listening to his mission report, Lord Wamon asked in a kind tone: "Clark, you have been living in a hotel with a lower class, which is a shame for the nobles. Why not move to the Trout Hotel in the Vasual District? Or, rent a small villa in the noble district. With your annual salary of 300 Jinsol, you can save some money and you can fully afford the villa."

Todd touched the scar on his face and said with a wry smile: "Sir, I don't have money..."

When Wamon Devemik first met Todd, he thought he was a wild knight. But Todd admitted that he was once the secret knight of Duke Erikson and now a fugitive from the Kingdom of Dodo. He took four entourages from the hills to Dengshi City to seek a way out for himself. But he could not contact his friends and could only stay in the hotel of the lower class. Then, Wamon found the companion that Todd mentioned, Kry Kry, the clerk of the Government Affairs Office of the Dengshi City, who confirmed Todd's identity to Wamon.

Considering that Todd's superb sword skills and a senior knight who resonated with the eleven elemental positions, Lord Wamon took him in after getting the approval of Marquis Dvemik, and even falsified his identity for him and changed his name to Clark.

Clark was very obedient, and he never gave up the order to eliminate bandits. He had no complaints after he died. In addition, his strength was not weaker than that of the first-level knights, Wameng was moved to conquer him.

The sheriff pondered for a moment and asked, "Clark, do you know how refugees and gang leaders hold power?"

Todd shook his head and said, "I haven't considered this."

"The security captain should consider this issue." Wameng said with a smile: "When there are 10 refugees willing to kill for you, you can control 60 refugees. If 30 refugees obey your orders, you can control 300 bandits. All the gang leader and bandit leader have to do is to win over your minions."

"It is easy to destroy them. As long as you kill the leader and a few minions, the gang or bandit gang will naturally collapse." Wamon paused and continued: "We are different nobles. We run a family. If the head of the family dies, he still has an heir, the family still exists, and the power remains unchanged. Therefore, we value spouses, brothers and children."

"I know what you think." Wa Meng drew on her face and said, "Save some money and buy regeneration potion. Please ask the priest to help you restore the appearance of the nobles and then restore your reputation... A bottle of regeneration potion is worth 16,000 Jinsol. I can't afford it. Can you afford it?"

"this……"

"If you have this money, it's better to buy energy potion and try to hit the Knight level. But you still can't afford it." Wammon spread his hands and shook his head and said, "I can't help with this either."

Todd silently, his eyes were filled with reluctance. Wammon smiled and said, "You have destroyed your appearance, but to escape pursuit? You have restored your appearance, and even the Marquis cannot continue to protect you. How can you restore your reputation? As for the energy potion, you basically have no hope."

"What do you mean by sir?" Todd asked hesitantly.

"Just use Clark's identity to start over. There is no need to consider the appearance of the noble." Wammon shook his head and asked, "Are you very surprised, why should I send someone to clear out the free private camp during the Water Season?"

"Sir, I am a secret knight. I only know how to obey orders and not ask for reasons." Todd said respectfully.

"I'm very satisfied with your attitude, but I still want to tell you why."

Wameng stood up, walked to the window, looked at the streets of Dengshicheng, and said slowly: "Since my grandfather, our family has been the sheriff of Dengshicheng. The soldiers in the public security office are all vassals of my family. In the past few months, we have destroyed three free private camps, and you have killed three entourages, and my soldiers have died and injured 37. I paid a huge price to obtain more fiefdoms."

"The mountains occupied by refugees were useless, but now they are different. My vassals could build three villages by building three streams and reservoirs, and expand my Lord's lord to 580 square kilometers. However, those refugees obey Commander Mart. If I don't take action first, the Marquis would probably enthrone the lands to the Mart family."

"Speaking of this, you are the only outsider in the public security office. However, you showed bravery in the battle and protected many public security soldiers. They said a lot of good things about you in front of me." Wameng turned around and said lightly: "You are loyal to me, I will give you a village, and marry my niece to you. Although she is just an ordinary noble lady, she will not dislike your appearance."

Todd half-kneeled on the ground and said "excited": "I wish to die for the Lord!"

Whether this scapegoat should be thrown out is not necessarily the case. How can he accept his allegiance so quickly?

Sheriff Wamon stepped forward and pulled Todd up, laughed and said, "Don't rush to swear allegiance to me... I have something to do."

"Just give me orders."

"Before the Earl of Ludwig left, the Marquis of Wimbledon arrived at the border of the family. She brought 300 guards and a large caravan of 600 people, and had more than a dozen barbarian followers under her. It is said that there was a golden-level barbarian berserker..." Wammon shook his head and sighed: "The Marquis asked the family army to be on full alert, but the Earl of Jinlique was unwilling to meet Marquis of Wimbledon and insisted on taking the lead. The guy Marte refused to escort Count Ludwig, saying that the city defense force would cooperate with the Marquis' military mobilization."

The sheriff sneered and said, "Don't I know what he is thinking? You have dispersed the bandits in three camps. The refugees have no way to live. They either go to Dengshi City to spend the winter or seize the nests of other bandits. Seeing that the road of the Marquis was not peaceful, Malte must have taken the opportunity to speak bad things about the security office in the Marquis! If something goes wrong in Dengshi City, it is my responsibility."

Todd's heart thumped and he asked calmly: "Sir, do you mean to ask me to escort the Earl of Ludwig?"

"You?" Wa Meng glanced at him and sneered, "Your face is not good, and your identity is not enough... I personally bring someone to escort Count Jinlique!" Immediately, he patted Todd's shoulder again and said, "The Ghost Face Rider is famous, and the thieves in the Shicheng City all know you. I will take away most of the soldiers in the Shicheng City, and the security in the Shicheng City will be handed over to you. If those bandits and bandits have trouble in the Shicheng City, I will only ask!"

"Sir, don't worry! I will never let the public be ashamed!" Todd solemnly gave a knight salute and promised loudly.

Wameng nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand and said, "I don't have much staff for you. You can go back to the Lame Dog Tavern to prepare... It's going to rain freeze, so you can't die too many refugees in climbing the stone city."

"Clark won't let the adults down." Todd bowed.
Chapter completed!