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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.

had been fiercely pinned into the ground, close to

Milton hadn’t halted the horse, the arrow might well have hit the Yellow

his gaze in the direction the arrow had come from. Meanwhile, not far from Milton, on a small hill, “Who told you to fire the

moment the

man lying hidden on the hill

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

lad being scolded was very young. Hearing the boss rebuke him

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

the middle-aged

one person. How much harm can he cause? Forget

afraid of just one guy with so many

just let it go, it

in, making the

it would

let’s get it

him, then he might

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

hiding and stepped out of the hill,

course, Milton noticed them

his horse, the boss guy,

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

went towards Milton with a grand

Just leave the horse and get

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

he wanted to take action directly but ended up

words, his underlings looked at

their boss, the

to spare your

young man

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

the Milton Cheney before them was not immobilized by fear,

thought he’d actually

people who came up to me

they can only blame their bad

Milton’s eyes, these men were full of

their bodies were slack, clearly having given in to alcohol and

the quasi-knight level. Stopping his

as good as dead, and Milton

next moment, the Lionheart Sword that hung from his belt

blade of the Lionheart Sword

the impatient expression on one man’s face froze permanently onto his

“Is… that… my body?”

the last thought