Under the youth's guidance, they walked along and entered a slum, with narrow streets and dilapidated houses teetering precariously.
After many twists and turns, they finally stopped in front of a simple stone house.
The youth pointed to the dilapidated wooden door and said softly, "Our boss is inside."
He stretched out his hand, about to knock on the door.
Carl stepped forward, suddenly raised his foot, and kicked the wooden door. With a loud "bang," the wooden door instantly shattered into pieces, and sawdust splattered everywhere.
A burst of exclamations came from the room, and more than a dozen figures ran out of the room in a panic.
They held various weapons: "Who's causing trouble!"
The Middle-aged Man at the head frowned, and when he saw Chris's nun attire, his eyes clearly relaxed.
Nuns were obviously the easiest to deal with.
He turned to Carl: "Two adults, what brings you here?"
He subconsciously thought that his subordinates had taken something from these two uninvited guests, and now they had come to his door.
He gripped the long sword at his waist, reminding the two that he was also a warrior and not to be trifled with. At the same time, he said, "I am also a believer of God. If there is anything I can help you with, please speak."
"Let me do it," Chris stepped forward. She also knew that these guys were difficult to deal with.
"It's okay, I'm best at persuading people," Carl said with a smile.
The Middle-aged Man also smiled. Did this Child really think he would help them?
The expressions of the people next to him were subtle. This noble Child had a kind of clear foolishness.
The next second, the Middle-aged Man suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight, followed by a loud "bang!"
Carl's hand tightly gripped the back of the Middle-aged Man's head, his face deeply embedded in the wall, and even a clear crack appeared around it.
Blood instantly flowed down the wall, and he was obviously dead beyond dead.
This scene unfolded too quickly, and everyone's minds were blank. For a time, the scene was silent.
Carl withdrew his hand: "It seems he can't listen to reason."
Of course, he wasn't strong to such a terrifying extent, but he used Time Stop, then dragged him to the wall. The moment Time Stop was released, he used all his strength to smash his head against the wall.
This Middle-aged Man was a warrior around the fourth rank. If he wasn't dealt with quickly, it would be quite troublesome.
Carl's gaze swept across the crowd, and everyone took a step back in unison. Only one adult woman stood in place, not moving: "What's your name?"
"My name is Linda," Linda's voice was a little nervous, but she was still calm.
"Very good, from now on, you will be the underground emperor of San Marino City," Carl's gaze swept across the crowd: "Who objects?"
The crowd looked at each other, glanced at the Middle-aged Man lying on the ground who was already dead, and lowered their heads, choosing silence.
Seeing this, Carl didn't even bother to make superficial promises or draw a pie. He directly said to Linda, "Come here."
Linda walked carefully to him, not daring to raise her head.
"Go and do two things," Carl ordered, "First, inquire about the noble gossip in the city. Second, find out if any strangers have recently infiltrated the slums."
Linda nodded obsequiously and responded, "Okay."
After Carl finished speaking, he casually took out a gemstone from his pocket. There were too many of these things in his castle and threw it to Linda: "This is your reward."
Linda clutched the gemstone tightly, feeling the weight, and was dumbfounded.
The others watched this scene with their mouths wide open.
Carl told Linda the address of the tavern and instructed her to go to the tavern to report after the investigation was completed.
Chris stood aside, witnessing the whole process, with a rather complicated expression.
The two returned to the hotel all the way, and she didn't say a word.
Until she returned to the room.
"Is it really okay to find them? Those gemstones..." Chris couldn't help but ask, her expression quite complicated.
In her cognition, Carl, this greedy Evil Dragon, should act domineeringly and violently.
Just now, Carl actually really took out the gemstone to reward Linda.
In order to fulfill his promise to help her, Carl was actually able to resist his instincts and take out the gemstone in his hand, which made her feel very complicated.
"Do you like gemstones?" Carl took out a few more glittering gemstones from his pocket: "You can have them if you want."
After he finished speaking, he lifted Chris's nun skirt and squeezed in from behind.
"Bastard?!" Chris cried out in pain. There was still some that Carl had put in during the day and hadn't had time to wipe off, which also had some lubricating effect.
Plus, she had been getting it done frequently recently.
The pain was actually still acceptable.
Chris wanted to resist, but thinking that Carl was willing to take out the gemstone to help her, she gritted her teeth and didn't say anything more.
Carl stuffed two in and found that she didn't resist.
Feeling strange, he looked at her snow-white roundness and took out dragon artifact.
Because it was stuffed with gemstones, it had a special kind of charm.
Chris's face was pale with pain, but this time, she just gritted her teeth and didn't resist.
In the evening, Carl received the information Linda sent over.
The efficiency was faster than he expected.
"Count Hyman's wife organizes silver parties every month?" Carl's first reaction when he got this information was that it was fake.
But Linda said that she could let him participate.
"?" Carl.
Chapter 41 Inspection
"They will look for pretty Little Boy aged 10 to 12 in the slums," Linda had a kind of instinctive fear of Carl, the new boss who was both generous and brutal.
She lowered her head, not daring to look Carl in the eye, and said in a low voice, "Our boss has been helping them find Little Boy. I don't know the specifics, but I've just overheard some things."
"Looking for pretty Little Boy? To participate in their silver parties," Carl frowned tightly.
These noble ladies, finding Little Boy from the slums.
He didn't even dare to think about how outrageous they played.
But after thinking about it carefully, it really was something those noble ladies could do.
He controlled Linda to monitor the slums, and if Aisha wanted to cause trouble, the slums would definitely be the first choice.
I didn't expect that she could actually get information related to the nobles.
After a brief moment of contemplation, Karl looked at Linda: "Take me in."
Linda was stunned. After a brief moment of astonishment, she suddenly realized that this new boss was decisive in killing, but his appearance was as tender as a 13-year-old Child.
Moreover, in terms of appearance, he undoubtedly met the "handsome Little Boy" standard that those noble ladies were looking for.
Chris was also taken aback by his plan: "Count Hyman knows you, you won't be able to hide your identity."
Karl spread out his hands: "Oh, I never thought about hiding it. The Saintess's disciple being caught and taken to a silver party, wouldn't that make them even more excited?"
"?" Chris was stunned, but couldn't refute it.
"In order to find the symbiote, I can't back down even if it's a dragon's den or a tiger's lair." Karl's tone was firm: "And there's no place more efficient to find a symbiote than a silver party."
Chris's mouth twitched. She knew Karl's size the best.
She stared at Karl's cheeks. In fact, putting aside her prejudices, this Evil Dragon was indeed very good-looking, like a delicate porcelain doll.
"Are you really going to find a symbiote?" Chris's tone was suspicious.
"Of course." Karl's expression was sincere: "For the lives of San Marino City, what does it matter if I sacrifice a little?"
Chris thought about it carefully. Although it was absurd, if Karl could really participate in that kind of gathering, then she could quickly find out if there was a symbiote among the nobles.
This was indeed the most efficient way.
"Okay, Rabel and I will be waiting outside." Chris nodded after a brief hesitation: "If we encounter a symbiote, we will rush into the venue after hearing the sound of battle."
After Chris finished speaking, she was stunned again.
She suddenly realized that with Karl's great strength, he didn't need their help at all.
Chris could only smile wryly. This Evil Dragon's appearance was too deceptive, and it actually made her subconsciously say such caring words.
Thinking of this, she only felt a sharp pain in her rear.
Last night, Karl first stuffed the gemstone in and then rammed, which really tormented her badly. It was only with great difficulty that she managed to get the gemstone out later.
Karl didn't notice the subtle changes in Chris's expression.
He turned to Linda and said, "Take me there."
"Okay, boss." Linda responded readily, without question or hesitation.
In her mind, a strong person like Karl naturally had his reasons for doing things, which she couldn't understand.
Just like the strange title of 'boss', for her, obedience was the best choice.
Karl discussed some details with Chris again, and then followed behind Linda.
Linda was a Tier 2 thief, wearing close-fitting leather armor, her long hair tied into a ponytail. Her appearance wasn't stunning, just an ordinary girl next door.
She led the way, entering the slums.
The buildings here were out of tune with the prosperity of the outside world, intricate and complex, forming a natural maze.
Narrow streets, dilapidated houses, and an indescribable stench in the air.
Clearly within the confines of the city walls, it was isolated from the outside world, becoming another world. The city's guards wouldn't set foot in this area either.
Karl looked around. He noticed that many Mixed-blood Species lived here, their faces etched with numbness.
These Mixed-blood Species found it difficult to inherit racial talents and were born at the bottom of the chain of contempt. Most of them gathered in the slums.
With this kind of life, it was hard to imagine what they would do once they obtained power.
It was not surprising that Wind Chime City caused a large number of deaths in the terrible incident.
"It's here." Linda stopped and pointed to a dilapidated house in front of her.
Karl followed behind Linda, originally thinking that he would experience a thrilling secret rendezvous.
But he didn't expect Linda to walk straight to a dilapidated wooden door without hesitation, gently push it open, and exchange a few brief words with the person inside.
Then, she turned back to signal Karl to follow her in.
There was no intention of keeping anything secret at all.
There were even ordinary people with numb faces walking nearby, turning a blind eye to this side.
Karl put on a fearful and uneasy expression, cautiously walking in.
The room was sparsely furnished, and the owner was also poor.
An old Mixed-blood Species woman was sitting on a chair. Her forehead was full of wrinkles. After seeing Karl, she squinted slightly, sizing him up.
In another corner of the house, two 12- or 13-year-old Little Boy were squatting.
They were also Mixed-blood Species, with haggard faces and thin bodies, obviously suffering from long-term malnutrition.
Judging from their facial features, they were Elf Mixed-blood Species, and their features were fairly upright.
After sizing up Karl, the old woman frowned and said, "Linda, where did you abduct this noble Child from? I don't want to get into trouble."
Karl's appearance and temperament were completely different from the Children in this slum, and it was easy to arouse suspicion.
He maintained a fearful and innocent expression, standing there like a lost Child, at a loss.
Linda spread her hands: "Granny, I didn't abduct him. He's a pet raised by a noble. I guess he made a mistake and was thrown outside, so I picked him up."
The old woman narrowed her eyes, obviously not believing a word.
Linda also knew that the reason she gave was absurd, so she pretended to be calm and said, "How about this? You take the person, and you can give me the money in a month."
The old woman thought for a while and nodded: "Okay."
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