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Chapter 59: Chapter 58 “Flower Plains” (Please Chase Reading)

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“What’s going on? How much did they drink last night that they’re still not changing shifts this late?”

A middle-aged man grumbled, kicking the fence in front of him open with a disgusted look on his face.

Walking into the town guard’s base, the man’s brows furrowed instantly.

He found something unusual in the air as he took a sniff.

“Is this… the smell of fresh blood?”

It’s not an unfamiliar smell to him, but the sudden scent of blood caused the man’s expression to drastically change.

The man quickly ran towards the tent in the base, with the scent of blood increasing in intensity the closer he got to it.

The next moment, his hand gripped the hilt of his long sword, forcibly flinging the tent’s curtain open.

But what he saw inside left him speechless.

The smell of blood was overwhelmingly strong, with the entire tent soaked in it. More than a dozen lifeless bodies sprawled on the ground, each with a huge gash across their throats.

“What…”

Meanwhile, out in the wilderness.

Milton Cheney was riding on a Yellow Fiery Horse through the wilderness, closely followed by Arthur, who was also on horseback.

It was indeed Milton Cheney and Arthur who had already left Black River City.

It’s ridiculous how troublesome the entry procedures into Black River City were, but not a single procedure was needed when leaving.

The town guards at the city gate didn’t even spare them a glance.

After assassinating the town guards, Milton intended to break through the city gate with Arthur. After all, the town guards would not likely stop him, who is now a Grand Knight.

easily rode out of the city gate without any hindrance. “According to the map, there’s approximately a thousand

receded as

Arthur’s feelings, Milton could have even arrived at Serpent Head City by tonight just

Serpent Head City, Milton naturally would

why he was intercepted

he had initially joked that it’s because he was

wasn’t occasional for bandits to rob and kill

more

River City, Milton and Arthur had already encountered two waves

a single bandit from those groups survived. Those

of awe in his eyes. After all,

why he didn’t dare to leave Black River City alone was that he was too weak. He was so weak that anyone in the wilderness could

“Again?”

one hundred meters away from them, Milton could

people are

intention of stopping his Yellow Fiery Horse, lightly swaying the

any effort, he drawn a longbow from his back, and took several arrows

pulled the bowstring to its

into three silver lights, shooting towards the people

the men blocking his way didn’t even know they should dodge, and thus remained stationary as if they hadn’t

second later, three of the men’s throats were

but instinctively pulled out several

four more flashes of silver light, the remaining four men fell

did not bother Milton,

Arthur, who was following him, looked upon the corpses with a trace of

that sentiment vanished, and he muttered something

the third

another, and Milton’s

glow of the setting sun was projected onto the expanse of

with colours that contrasted with endless

vibrant colours burst open, a contrast

up. He was no stranger to this place since it was

Blackwater Territory. Milton slowed down

“So beautiful!”