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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.

men even by dawn, and they easily rode out of the city gate without any hindrance. “According to the map, there’s approximately a thousand miles between Black River City and Serpent Head City.

quickly receded as Milton muttered

it weren’t for considering Arthur’s feelings, Milton could have

promised Arthur that he would take him to Serpent Head City, Milton naturally would not back

understood why he was intercepted by

because he

bandits to rob

Blackwater Territory, the more bandits there are—in

several hours of leaving Black River City, Milton and

a single bandit from those groups survived. Those

all, he’d seen Milton’s true strength (or so he thought), and he knew

River City alone was that he was too weak. He was so weak that anyone in the

“Again?”

figures appear on the necessary path just one hundred meters away from

people are there interested

his Yellow Fiery Horse,

from his back, and took several arrows from the quiver hanging on

his horse pulled the bowstring to its

shooting towards the people

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

than a second later, three of the men’s

but instinctively

the remaining four men fell lifeless to

corpses did not bother Milton, who didn’t even bother to glance at the

who was following him, looked upon the

moment, that sentiment vanished, and he muttered something under his

brutal, the third

another, and Milton’s steed

setting sun was projected onto the

view suddenly bloomed with colours that contrasted with endless yellowish-brown scenes previously

colours burst open, a contrast to the previous

to this

the Blackwater Territory. Milton slowed down his pace, and when Arthur saw him,

“So beautiful!”