Chapter 93

In a small warehouse near the docks of Kelaike, there was a sewer not on the city blueprints.

A rat-man crawled out from it, looked at the two guarding gang members, and confirmed it was safe before climbing up.

Afterward, more than ten people crawled out one after another; they were all people who had entered the sewer the day before yesterday, including Dylan and Kroluo.

The heavy rain lasted for two days, making everyone stay an extra day.

After everyone came out, the rat-man first collected everyone's iron plates and then drove them all out of the warehouse.

Obviously, the 10-silver-coin service ended there.

"Brother Dylan, thank you for what happened before." Kroluo said sincerely.

At the vineyard, if Dylan hadn't joined, it would likely have been him who died.

"Where are you talking about? I'm the one who has been taken care of all the way."

In a few words, both knew it was time to part ways.

"Then, Brother Dylan, I wish you success!"

"Brother Kroluo, see you again."

The two held hands, almost hugging each other.

Lin Jun almost changed the channel watching this.

Looking at Kroluo's departing back, Dylan's heart was complicated.

Supposedly, he should have a grudge against the demons; the matter of his daughter being poisoned by blood was still fresh in his memory.

However, this Kroluo had been genuinely good to him all the way, even if this kindness was based on the misunderstanding that he was also a demon.

He just hoped that the two wouldn't stand on opposite sides one day.

But thinking about it, if his own Boss suddenly had a whim to form an alliance with the demons, maybe he and Kroluo would suddenly become real comrades...

But being hostile to humans or something, he didn't want that kind of development either...

"What are you dazing for? Keep up!"

The Boss's voice made Dylan suddenly remember that he still had a new mission.

Scanning around, he saw the black-robed person who was about to disappear around the corner and followed quickly.

Lin Jun let Dylan follow first to observe, and then consider whether to learn about this Abyss Magic through trading or other methods.

He couldn't blame Lin Jun for being so concerned; although he hadn't learned to cast spells yet, he already had magic skills of other systems, but this was the only one he hadn't seen. It was like a rare card; he felt itchy if he didn't understand it.

Taking a step back, it was also necessary to understand the power system of this world more.

But Lin Jun still thought too simply.

Kroluo's evaluation of Dylan's spy level was very correct: rookie!

Not long after following, the black-robed person in front seemed to have discovered him, speeding up his pace and drilling into a small alley.

Seeing this, Dylan also quickened his pace to follow.

In the alley, the two were one after the other, which could be considered an open chase.

Lin Jun was speechless watching this; they were already exposed, so what could happen if he caught up?

This was in the city, after all.

Thinking that Dylan wasn't a professional, it was indeed difficult for him to follow someone.

"Forget it, it's already like this, so don't..."

Lin Jun hadn't finished speaking when black light suddenly appeared in the black-robed person's hand, suddenly gathering a ball of twisted magic energy.

Dylan's leg, which had stepped out, suddenly went soft, and he had to support himself against the wall to barely avoid falling.

Oh?

Lin Jun became interested.

Quickly pulling up Dylan's panel, he indeed saw something different in the status bar.

[Weakness Curse: Attributes decreased by 20% (104)]

A curse!

The duration was only 2 minutes, not long.

This was the first time Lin Jun had encountered a debuff effect classified as a curse.

Just knowing this made this trip not in vain.

Poor Dylan, who was already carrying the [Aging] status of -20% attributes, had another weakness stacked on top. Now he ran like he had kidney deficiency, his footsteps were floating and unstable, and he was shaken off by the black-robed person in two steps.

Not only that, this weak appearance also attracted some scum living in the shadows.

While Dylan was leaning against the wall panting, he was blocked in front and behind by five guys holding sticks and knives, looking like thugs.

A foot stretched out from the corner, tripping Dylan, and his luggage bag fell to the ground, its contents scattered everywhere.

These guys, who were at most Copper-rank or even not Copper-rank, generally wouldn't dare to target adventurers.

But if this adventurer looked like he would fall and pass out in the next second, that was another story.

[Weakness Curse: Attributes decreased by 20% (4)]

4 seconds later, the curse disappeared, and Dylan only felt that the sudden weakness, just like when it came, suddenly disappeared!

Taking a deep breath again, strength returned to Dylan's body.

The people around obviously didn't notice Dylan's change; a thug walked up with an iron rod and threatened:

"Old man, leave your sword and backpack, we..."

Old man again!

Dylan's hand was already on the sword at his waist; if the guy in front took another step, he would cut his throat on the spot.

"What are you doing?"

At the end of the alley, against the light, silver-gray armor reflected shards of light, and the crisp sound of iron boots stepping on blue bricks made the air suddenly tense; a figure in knight armor walked toward them with big strides.

"Knight?"

"Run!"

The few thugs didn't even dare to provoke guards, let alone knights.

Only Dylan was left on the spot.

Dylan originally wanted to run too, but thinking about it, it would be too suspicious if he ran, so he stopped his steps.

He also couldn't understand why a Knight Lord would come to manage this kind of thing; for such a small matter, not bothering to manage it was the norm.

And getting closer, Dylan discovered that it was actually a female knight.

She was wearing armor but didn't wear a helmet; she had short chestnut hair and an old scar on her brow bone, so it was really hard to tell her gender from afar.

It wasn't just Dylan who hadn't seen clearly from afar; the knight Liadrin opposite him was the same.

She originally thought it was an ordinary person being entangled by thugs, so she came over to help, but she didn't expect to find it was a guy dressed as an adventurer when she got closer.

She didn't like adventurers, but since she had already come over, she still asked:

"Are you okay?"

The official attitude made Dylan breathe a sigh of relief; he was afraid that this knight had discovered some abnormality and came over.

Dylan skillfully showed the appearance an ordinary adventurer should have when seeing a knight.

"Thank you for your protection, my lord; thanks to you, this little one is fine!"

"Hmm, that's good."

Liadrin's gaze crossed Dylan and swept over the things that had fallen out of the luggage bag, her eyes lingering for two seconds on a pendant that looked somewhat familiar.

After thinking for a while without coming up with anything, she simply stopped lingering; she really didn't want to say anything more to these adventurers; most of the security problems in the city were caused by these guys.

Watching the female knight's departing back, Dylan also breathed a sigh of relief.

Dylan could have easily dealt with those few thugs himself; instead, the female knight's appearance disrupted his rhythm.

It didn't feel like being helped at all; it felt more like being suddenly interrogated.

Fortunately, it was a close call.

After packing up his things, Dylan identified the direction and headed to the docks—he wanted to ask when there would be a ship to the archipelago.

That night, at the home of Knight Liadrin.

Bang!

A fist slammed onto the table.

"Isn't that Wilfred's power pendant!?"