Elven Reaper

Further down are the monasteries of various small and medium-sized cities, where the middle-level deans are still in charge, assisted by judges, knights, and priests respectively.

At the bottom are some small monasteries in villages and towns, composed of some low-level practitioners.

However, with the large influx of people from villages and towns into the city, many villages and towns have become "no man's land", so many small monasteries have basically been cancelled.

As far as Akto knew, all the major monasteries on the continent had unique ways of contacting their superiors. Akto had promised Old Duke that he would pass this news on to the Pope.

But he would not foolishly go to Poke City to find the Pope in person. Instead, he decided to give the news to the monastery in Couric City.

Guangming Monastery will definitely not hide such a big thing.

Thinking of doing it, Akto had arrived not far from the block where the monastery was located.

This is an area with a slightly remote location. The city lord's palace of Couric City and the Sheriff's Department are nestled against each other and stand on the street.

At this moment, the doors are all open, and the office staff inside are busy and the atmosphere is lively.

It seems that the epic powerhouse openly started a war in the city, causing an uproar.

Although the status of epic powerhouses is extremely respected, they belong to the absolute strategic power of a country or force.

However, the major forces and countries have also signed a convention, that is, even the epic level powerhouses are strictly prohibited from taking action in densely populated areas.

If you disobey, even an epic level strongman will be punished.

But obviously, the value of an epic-level strongman is too great. Often the so-called sanctions are similar to fines and warnings. In more serious cases, they are not allowed to set foot in this place again within a few years.

Wait for these painless sanctions.

After all, who would offend an epic powerhouse for a few ordinary people?

Even though the officials of the public office are busy and busy now, it seems quite decent. After a while, it will probably be nothing.

Turning into the small alley, Akto had already seen the walls of the Guangming Monastery.

The alley is very long, with doors opening on the walls on both sides, and strips of light leaking out of the cracks in the doors.

These doors should be the back doors of each store.

Akto suddenly stopped. In front of him, a door suddenly opened, and loud music and noisy voices came from inside.

In the thick smoke inside, there were scantily clad people twisting their bodies wildly.

It looks like this is the back entrance of a bar.

A strong man walked out of the door drunkenly, holding on to the door handle and letting out a long belch.

This drunkard with a buzzcut and a face as red as a monkey's butt accidentally saw Akto.

I had just come out of the bar where the air was polluted and the noise was overwhelming, and when I suddenly saw Akto with an elegant and refreshing temperament, I felt as if I was seeing a god descending to earth.

"Hey, are you a little girl or a boy? You're so good-looking." The drunk man said, laughing, and stretched out his hands covered with wine stains to grab Akto.

Akto dodged lightly and avoided the drunken man's dirty hands.

Then he raised his legs and kicked off, closing the back door of the bar, and at the same time shutting in the frightened and slightly excited screams of the young woman inside.

The drunk man burped hard again and said dissatisfiedly, saying in a slurred voice: "I just came out to get some air, but I won't leave. Why are you so handsome when you close the door?"

Akto took out a gold coin and waved it in front of his eyes.

The drunk man's eyes flashed golden, and he seemed to have sobered up from the wine. He looked at the gold coins and then at Akto.

"Want it?" Akto chuckled.

The drunk man nodded sharply. This gold coin is enough for him to spend four or five times in the bar.

Pinching the gold coin and a piece of paper together, Akto handed it to the drunkard: "Give this piece of paper to the Guangming Monastery on the opposite street and tell the dean to approve it. This gold coin will be yours."

"Of course, after you pay it, there will be a gold coin waiting for you."

The drunk man shook his head and became energetic instantly: "Okay, sir, I promise to complete the task."

After saying that, he took the gold coins and the piece of paper and ran towards the Bright Monastery at the end of the long alley.

As he ran, he muttered happily: "Hey, I picked up two gold coins in vain on this trip. Is it the luck given to me by the God of Light?"

Akto put his hands in his trouser pockets and waited quietly in the long alley.

Then, after only five or six minutes, the drunk man came trotting back.

"Hand it in, sir." The drunk man's face was red and he looked at Akto flatteringly.

"Are you sure you handed it in?" Akto asked.

"I'm sure, I'll give it to the old dean's illegitimate son, Balit. I happened to meet Balit at the door, and I also told him to ask the dean to sign it himself. The silly boy agreed, so there shouldn't be any problems. "The drunkard promised.

Akto smiled and handed him another gold coin and said thank you.

The drunk man nodded and bowed again and thanked him for a long time.

The drunkard patted the back door of the bar several times carelessly. The door opened and the drunkard walked in with an unconcealable smile on his face.

After entering the bar, I looked back and found that the very clean and handsome young man was gone.

Akto had already appeared in another alley.

The giant hammer warrior Bartlet is the illegitimate son of the old dean. Akto has just completed a task and is in a good mood.

He recalled what the drunkard had just said and couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

It seemed that the old dean was very kind to Bartlett, so much so that people in the city made some nasty jokes about the two of them.

At this moment, Akto's nose twitched slightly, and his heart shuddered again, the smell of blood.

And it has a very strong smell of blood

He immediately felt wary.

After walking a few more steps, he suddenly saw a trail of blood on the ground.

The blood stains gathered into a small trickle on the narrow ground of the alley and slowly flowed into the sewer.

What the hell is this?

Akto's face darkened, and he saw that the alley was very quiet, especially suitable for a murder scene or something.

Another gust of wind blew.

He decided to leave this place quickly and go back to the hotel room to stay.

At this moment, a door suddenly opened, and a slender figure came out.

This figure is a girl, about as tall as Akto's chin, with a slender figure, wearing black pajamas with suspenders, and the skirt of the pajamas is twenty centimeters above the knees.

She was wearing a pair of small pink slippers and was running out of the door with a frightened look on her face.

is her

Akto was stunned for a moment. This girl is none other than my little bitch, the front desk of the Golden Rose Hotel, Vivian.

Vivian's face was a little pale, and she stumbled and ran in the direction of Akto, holding on to the wall.

She didn't seem to see Akto's presence, she just ran in a hurry with her head down.

Akto was not prepared to provoke her, but just stood aside against the wall to make way for him.

But unfortunately, Vivian's foot slipped and she fell to the ground.

This is going to be a solid one. Even if you don’t kowtow to death, you won’t be able to escape even if you kowtow to a big bag.

Ugh.

Akto sighed softly, took a step forward, and grabbed Vivian's thin but soft arm.