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Slum slum

Yannis Rui Bistro

Although the life of the inhabitants in the slums is not as good as that of the ordinary residents of the normal imperial capital.

It is not even cared about by the tax collector, and it is regarded as a mixed habitat of garbage and rats.

But even so, the people of Slamri need to live and recreation, and human beings always need some spiritual comfort after transcending the lower needs of survival.

So in the Yannisri tavern in Slam, there is always a large number of idle people.

“Yama has another jar!”

Long blonde hair, cool and sexy dress, but an extra metal hexagonal belt around the waist.

Leonais, whose face was reddish after drinking, sat at the table and patted the table.

It’s noisy here, and if you don’t make some big noise, the customer’s request won’t be heard by the owner at all.

A little girl with long red hair, a turban wrapped around her head, and a few small freckles on her face smiled and replied, “Come right away.” ”

Her name is Yama, and she is the daughter of the tavern’s owner, Uncle Konette.

Yama walked to Leonay with the usual spirit, put it on her table with a slight red smile, looked at Leonay, and said a little helplessly: “Leonay, you also drink less…”

“Oh…”

Yama exclaimed, as Leonay went crazy with alcohol and held Yama up and down his hand.

The men around them all shifted their gazes here, and although this kind of scene is often seen, they never tire of watching it.

“Daddy Konette, your daughter has been poisoned again…”

“That’s right, you don’t care about Leonay, who is drunk and crazy…”

People around them whistled casually and told jokes.

These are the most ordinary slums in the Slam slums, and there are no barriers and conflicts when everyone gets along, which is relatively familiar.

The bearded Knight glanced sideways and said nothing.

Although he had a smile on his face, there was worry in his eyes.

Leonay lives here for nothing.

Although it seems that Leoney took advantage, they were actually protected by Leonais.

There are no laws and no written rules, and the rule here is that whoever has the biggest fist is in charge.

If it weren’t for Leoney’s presence, Konet would never have been able to keep this tavern.

So he was grateful to Leonay for helping their father and daughter.

But yesterday, when Leonay came back at night, he was covered in blood, which made Konette uneasy.

……………………………………

In an empire that has been passed down for thousands of years and everything has been solidified.

There are too few opportunities to break the class and get ahead.

And joining the military is the fastest and most effective way.

Lockg is like this, by joining the army and making military merits in the army, he has made himself from an ordinary flat-headed common man to a member of the current imperial generals.

As a lieutenant general, his achievements gave him some power that nobles had to deal with, but he never abused his power.

He also guarded his conscience and heart, and when he joined the army, he not only had the idea of making peace, but also working hard for the empire.

“Peng…”

The long whip in his hand was tied up in the water, and the waves set off were like waves rushing to his face.

The muscles on the body are firm and condensed.

As a general, Logg knew how important his strength was.

If he hadn’t made himself stronger in battle after battle, he would have died on the battlefield like those soldiers who enlisted at the same time.

Although he was able to transfer himself to a civilian position in the General Staff, that was definitely not to his liking.

The real battlefield is his choice in life.

This is the Nokawa Waterfall, more than twenty miles away from the garrison camp of Rizmar City.

Since serving as a standing garrison general of the Southern Army.

Every morning, Logg comes here to train himself and not let himself slack.

And he is in the prime of life, when he is the strongest, ambitious, and has no intention of messing around.

“Who!”

His face was stained with long red hair that had been wet by someone, and his eyes turned sharply to the side.

“Swoosh…”

The long whip arm in his hand is like a command.

“Peng”

Hit the bushes exactly where he wanted to attack.

A black phantom was like a broken bamboo, straight towards him by the Chinese army.

Want to kill me!

Logg’s face froze slightly, and he jumped up and headed towards the land.


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