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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.

the ground, close to Milton. Clearly, the person who shot it had

halted the horse, the arrow might well have hit the Yellow

direction the arrow had come from. Meanwhile, not

moment the arrow was

hill spoke resentfully, his voice rippling with

fire whenever

young. Hearing the boss

not worth the trouble. And people who dare to ride alone in the wilderness

the middle-aged man, expressed his disappointment

just one person. How much harm can he cause?

of just one guy with so

we just let it go,

in,

would

get it over with

he had already offended him, then he might as well commit all the

wasn’t fear, but that

and stepped out of the hill, looking

course, Milton noticed

boss guy, Bruce, heaved a

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

went towards Milton

the horse and get out of

staring back at him

but ended

these words, his underlings looked at

had their boss, the notoriously ruthless Bruce,

good-hearted; he’s decided to spare

Cheney still without any reaction, the young man who had just

decided to let this kid off, he had no intention of

was not immobilized

he’d actually meet

attracting people who came up to

they can only blame their bad

men were

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

quasi-knight level. Stopping his path was no

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

moment, the Lionheart Sword that hung

blade of the Lionheart Sword and

and the impatient expression

“Is… that… my body?”

the last thought