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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.

fiercely pinned into the ground, close to Milton. Clearly, the person who

horse, the arrow might well have

had come

the

middle-aged man lying hidden on the hill spoke resentfully,

didn’t you say to fire whenever we see someone easy

Hearing the boss rebuke him

people who dare to ride alone in the wilderness are never to be trifled with. You don’t

the middle-aged man,

he is just one person. How much harm can he

of just one guy with

we just let it go, it won’t require

younger gangsters began to chime in, making the middle-aged man

way, it would

get it over with

he had already offended him, then he might

for his anger wasn’t fear, but that it

and stepped out of the hill, looking at Milton from

Milton noticed them

boss guy, Bruce, heaved

thought that Milton was so frightened that he had gone numb, not knowing he was on the

his men, Bruce went towards Milton with a grand

the horse and get

Milton Cheney, sitting casually atop his horse and staring back at

take action directly but ended up instead

words, his underlings looked

boss, the notoriously ruthless Bruce, become

is good-hearted; he’s decided to spare your life,

still without any reaction, the young

didn’t understand why his boss suddenly decided to let this kid off, he

before them was not

he’d

protagonist after all, attracting people who came up to me

only

men were full of

their bodies were

among them just barely reached the quasi-knight level. Stopping his path was no

eyes, these men were already as good as dead, and Milton

hung from his belt appeared

sun shone on the blade of the Lionheart Sword and flickered

the impatient expression on one man’s face

“Is… that… my body?”

was the last thought that