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Chapter 56: Chapter 55 “Are you the so-called Black Serpent Clan?” (Seeking Chase Reading)

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The horse hooves were flying, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Milton Cheney gently tugged at the reins, maintaining a stable posture.

The surrounding scenery was retreating rapidly, and Milton wore a calm and composed expression on his face.

The Yellow Fiery Horse galloped swiftly across the wilderness, forming a magnificent image to those in the distance.

It was now already the second day since Milton had left the Four Seasons City, and he was no longer in the Far East Territory.

More precisely, he was now in the Blackwater Territory of the East River Province.

However, he was in the wilderness at the edge of the Blackwater Territory, still a distance away from its cities.

Being familiar with the Kingdom Map, Milton wasn’t a stranger to the Blackvvater Territory, which was actually larger than the Far East Territory.

The entire Blackwater Territory was the domain of a kingdom’s earl named Lopes Evans.

Lopes Evans was also known as the Blackwater Lord or the Earl Black Serpent, and the Evans family was one of the more renowned clans in the East River Province.

“If the map is accurate, then this point must be about two hundred miles from Black River City, the southernmost city of the Blackwater Territory,”

Milton, still mounted on the Yellow Fiery Horse, pondered silently. Having memorized the Kingdom Map, he could recall everything with a slight effort.

In his journey around the kingdom, the first territory he needed to cross was the Blackwater Territory.

“Shh!”

Suddenly, a faint sound reached Milton’s ears.

The next moment, Milton swiftly pulled the reins, bringing the Yellow Fiery Horse to a halt with a neigh.

The horse reared, churning up a swirl of dust.

This low, mournful sound that reached his ears was not strange to Milton.

It was the very noise produced when elasticity triggered the vibration of a bowstring pulled taut.

In short, it was the sound emitted when a bowstring is drawn.

A skilled archer like Milton could never be unfamiliar with this sound.

As expected, almost the moment he halted the horse, an arrow appeared in the ground before him.

into the ground, close to Milton. Clearly, the person

arrow might well have

in the direction the arrow had come from. Meanwhile, not far from Milton, on a small hill,

the moment the arrow

middle-aged man lying hidden on the hill spoke resentfully, his voice rippling with

you say to fire whenever we

lad being scolded was very young. Hearing the

not worth the trouble. And people who dare to ride alone in the wilderness are never

the middle-aged man,

he is just one person. How much harm can

we afraid of just one guy with so many

I say we just let it go, it

to chime in, making the

way, it would go wrong

it over with

he might as well commit

reason for his anger wasn’t fear, but that it was simply not

gave up hiding and stepped out of the hill, looking at Milton from a

Milton noticed them

guy, Bruce,

he had gone numb, not knowing he was on the

went towards Milton with a

leave the horse

looked at Milton Cheney, sitting casually atop his horse and staring back at him unemotionally. This

directly but ended up

underlings looked at their boss,

had their boss, the notoriously ruthless

boss is good-hearted; he’s decided to spare

the young man who had just shot the arrow spoke

his boss suddenly decided to let this kid off, he had no intention of opposing

they know, the Milton Cheney before them was not immobilized

he’d actually meet

true protagonist after all, attracting people who came

can only blame their

eyes, these men were full

see at a glance that their bodies were slack, clearly having given in to alcohol

among them just barely reached the quasi-knight level.

dead, and Milton did not have the habit

that hung from his belt appeared in Milton’s

on the blade of the Lionheart Sword and flickered with dazzling

passed by, and the impatient expression on one man’s face froze permanently onto his

“Is… that… my body?”

thought