Shadow Covenant

Chapter 42 "The Alley Old Man"

After coming out of Angelina's simple but very tidy hut, Woody went straight to the dock area.

Now that the bridge from the slum area to the other side has been completely blocked, if he doesn't want to draw too much attention, going back through the dock area is the only option.

The wharf area did not take any defensive measures against the slums. In their view, the group of masters in the parliament wanted to separate the slums from this move.

Because of this, every year after the Bavialo tax collector comes, they can justly say that the population of the slums is not within the scope of the kingdom's tax collection, so they can pay less land use fees.

In the past, many city-states belonging to the Kingdom of Baviallo did not dare to use such a blatant tax avoidance method.

However, with the decline of the royal power in this country, and the fact that many nearby city-states are fighting for independence recently, it is said that an independent alliance will be established to compete with the Southern Federation.

The Council of Palermo just rightly closed the slums completely through the excuse of an infected person, as if it wanted to use this move as a pawn to test the royal family of Baviallo.

After all, isn’t that the only case of death among those infected people in the past few months, or is it some shady cultists or other crazy spellcasters who experiment with human bodies? what is the relationship.

This is the idea that most people hold, even if they want to stop it.

Seeing that this man's figure has changed from thin to strong, wearing a weather-beaten black hunting suit, with two battle-scarred long swords on his back, and the aura exuded by this blindfolded black-haired young man, let him They couldn't help but retreat.

Although he couldn't see the man's eyes clearly, none of the wharf thugs guarding the door were those who were watching the dishes. They were very decisive if they couldn't be provoked, and they didn't get entangled. They obediently gave way to the mysterious hunter.

Woody didn't feel anything, he just wanted to get to the trade area quickly, and then go to the secret shop there to prepare, and then go to find Grandia.

At this point in time, Palermo's nightlife has just begun, and the courtesan who is good at various aristocratic balls will definitely not be absent.

Although a dance lasted for three hours, she might leave halfway at any time, so he had to hurry up and prepare everything that needed to be prepared.

It has been almost a week since he came to this world, and the pressure brought by the blasphemous curse keeps him awake at night.

Tonight, there must be a conclusion. If the curse of the ancient evil is deeply rooted, it will be difficult to get rid of it.

The fastest and most effective way is to cut off his "upline", an inconspicuous "branch" of the "corrupt mother tree", so that the causal connection between him and him will become a rootless tree .

He also doesn't have to worry about the Corrupt Mother Tree noticing him for killing the cultist.

After all, does the towering tree care about the fallen leaves that it falls every day due to the strong wind?
……

But Woody encountered an episode when passing the dock area. Originally, he was about to take a shortcut to the avenue through this alley, but was blocked by an old man with a short stature and a skinny face.

"Son, do you have food?"

The old man was about six to seventy years old, with gray hair, brown dry skin, and cloudy eyes, which meant that his eyesight was extremely poor. He seemed to be unable to see the road under his feet clearly, trembling.

But what was even more worrying was the dense white abscesses and black-red cysts that covered half of his chest on loose dark skin under his disheveled linen shirt.

Woody is very familiar.

It was the blasphemous curse that he wanted to solve. The old man in front of him was obviously also infected. However, according to his vitality, it is estimated that he would not survive for three days at most, and he would explode directly after the internal organs could not supply the nutrients needed by the cyst in his body. , and turned into the rotting monster that was in the trade zone this morning.

"Yes, what do you want to eat?"

Woody didn't show disgust in his eyes, even if the old man's hands full of dirt and black mud in his nails touched his clothes, he still looked calm and didn't seem to dislike him at all.

"Anything, as long as you can eat it."

"Okay, but you have to wait for me. I don't have it now. Are you going to get it with me? Or I'll bring it back to you."

When Woody said this, under the ribbon covering his eyes, the alienated pupils of the demon hunter were looking at the infected old man.

The old man still had a miserable look on his face, and said in a trembling voice.

"I'll wait for you here! I'm too hungry to walk, and if I go out they will drive me away, and they may even implicate you..."

"it is good!"

Woody responded in a deep voice, and then gradually drifted away under the watchful eyes of the old man.

After leaving the alley completely, Woody immediately ran to the nearest tavern, went to the bar to buy the fastest-baked clam soup and a few pieces of soft white bread, and after the waiter packed all these, Woody Di hurried back to the alley.

Naturally, he didn't empathize with the old man who was infected with the curse of blasphemous form just like him, but that the old man just now had more than 80.00% certainty in his heart that he was not human.

But a real giant dragon.

Compared with the stories about the evil colored dragons that are sung by bards, Woody also knows that there is a dragon corresponding to the evil colored dragons, that is, the metal dragon family.

Gold dragon, silver dragon, bronze dragon, brass dragon and red copper dragon.

According to the bard, they are different from the red dragons and blue dragons that destroy city-states for money, they yearn for peace and order more.

And some metal dragons will spend a long time maintaining peace and justice in the world.

Among them are golden dragons, eager to defeat evildoers and kill or judge them.

While they often engage in self-assertive tasks to promote goodness, justice is defined from a dragon's perspective.

But it doesn't matter that they are old enemies of evil and vile deeds.

If the old man just now was really a "fishing law enforcement" to judge his degree of good and evil, then these actions of mine should not only increase the bad feeling, but also some good feelings.

But Woody thought of a deeper level, that is, whether it would come to contact him proactively because it sensed the curse on him, hoping to learn the real culprit behind the scenes.

If so, then yourself...

It's a pity that Woody returned to the alley again with food, and the original tattered old man had disappeared.

But Woody knew that it was definitely watching him in the dark.

Therefore, he didn't deliberately pretend to be very concerned about looking for it, but looked at it with a look of confusion on his face, hesitated for a while, put the food in his hand in a corner, and left.

Not long after, a row of data information jumped out of the personal panel.

——"The negotiation was successful."

——"You successfully passed the test of a young bronze dragon, and he developed a faint affection and curiosity for you."

——"Negotiation +1, Speech +1."

Although not much, Woody was still relieved.

At least his guess was correct.

So the question now is, if the bronze dragon wants to investigate the blasphemous curse.Will it follow me...

　Ah~ I couldn't catch up, but it should be considered an addition. By the way, the editor said that chapter division is useless, so there will be no chapter division in the future. Before the scheduled release, two chapters will be updated at 55:[-] p.m.

　　If you don't do it, it will be the price of red envelope + an extra chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)