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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 horse, the arrow might well have

slightly gloomy as he turned his gaze in the direction the arrow had come from. Meanwhile, not

moment the arrow

lying hidden on the hill

you say to fire whenever we see someone easy

very young. Hearing the boss rebuke

valuable on him except for the horse. It’s not worth the trouble. And people who dare to ride alone in the wilderness

middle-aged man,

he is just one person. How much harm

just one guy with so many

just let it go, it won’t

younger gangsters began to chime in, making

would

it

already offended him, then he might as well commit

anger wasn’t fear, but that it was simply

hiding and stepped out

Milton noticed

his horse, the boss guy, Bruce, heaved a sigh of relief in

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

his men, Bruce went towards Milton with a grand

Just leave the horse and get

and staring back at him

directly but ended up instead uttering such

words, his underlings looked at their

boss, the notoriously ruthless

our boss is good-hearted; he’s decided to spare your life, aren’t you going

without any reaction, the young man who had just

why his boss suddenly decided to let this

was

never thought he’d actually

protagonist after all, attracting people who came up

they can only blame

men were full

that their bodies were

among them just barely reached the quasi-knight level. Stopping his

good as dead, and Milton did not have the habit of talking to dead

next moment, the Lionheart Sword that hung from

on the blade of the Lionheart Sword

and the impatient expression on one man’s face froze

“Is… that… my body?”

last thought that crossed