CHAPTER 304: CHAPTER 177: SHE IS THE DEVIL (10,000 WORDS)

The originally dim hall gradually became brighter, surrounded by the smell of burning oil.

Lynn crossed the hall, headed for the stairs, and directly arrived at the balcony on the third floor.

The height of more than ten meters allowed Lynn to see further.

Outside the town, streams of townsmen going out for work converged into flows of people on the lime road.

Finally, they gathered at the open square in front of the town, then entered the dining hall to enjoy their meal after a day’s labor.

Further at the horizon, a bright shimmer was gradually fading.

Winter daytime hours were inherently shorter.

By seven o’clock, the already gray sky had completely darkened.

Near the castle, various red brick buildings formed a continuous area.

Handicraft Workshop District, Market District, Residential District, Dockyard, Shipyard...

Not only Lynn was observing all of this.

Red behind Lynn was also observing all of this.

Watching wisps of smoke rise from the red brick houses.

Watching fleets of figures walking on the roads...

Compared to before, where Master Lynn was the only resident in a solitary wooden house, it felt unreal.

The contrast felt like a different world!

After a moment.

Footsteps sounded behind Lynn and Red.

The vigilant Red immediately turned to look.

Seeing Kuisi, the expression on his face slightly relaxed.

Kuisi also saw Red, and her face displayed a hint of surprise.

Kuisi paced to the back and said, "Sir, dinner is prepared, you can dine now."

Lynn looked back, walking toward the stairs and said, "Let’s go, let’s eat together."

As Lynn, Red, and Kuisi dined, nightfall enveloped the entire world.

...

Under the night sky.

A carriage convoy was speeding along.

More than ten followers riding horses, holding reins in one hand and torches in the other, were galloping quickly.

In the middle of the followers’ convoy was a carriage, on the top of which was an oil lamp emitting a faint glow.

Under the constant sway of the carriage, the faint light also swayed slightly.

Faintly, a graceful maid could be seen entwined around Aiden’s bloated waist.

With the continuous shaking of the carriage, heavy sounds sporadically echoed inside.

Ackman at the forefront of the carriage looked into the darkness ahead as a giant silhouette emerged and drew nearer.

Ackman gave way at the very front of the carriage and slowly reduced the speed of his horse, arriving on the right side of the carriage.

He glanced at the carriage and called aloud, "Master Aiden, Kakasong City is near!"

Hmm~

Along with a deep sound, Aiden’s slightly weary voice rang out.

"I know! It’s so late already, let’s rest at the Honey Peach Inn for the night!"

Listening to Aiden’s words, Ackman’s eyes brightened instantly.

Not only Ackman, but the eyes of the numerous guards beside him also glimmered brightly.

The Honey Peach Inn in Kakasong City was highly renowned.

Because it was both an inn and a brothel!

Many passing merchants were willing to spend their shillings at the Honey Peach Inn.

Not only could they get solace for the soul, but also rest for the body...

Moreover, due to the presence of many young beauties at the Honey Peach Inn, many nobles and even great merchants were willing to stay here...

After all, do you not have to spend money no matter where you stay at an inn?

Ackman did not hesitate for a moment and promptly responded, "Yes, sir!"

Under the night sky.

As Kakasong City was about to close its gates.

Aiden’s carriage convoy entered Kakasong City.

...

Meanwhile elsewhere.

A town capable of housing one to two thousand people was now desolate.

Even though it was nighttime, only a few buildings had oil lamps and candles lit.

However, every house door was wide open.

The streets were even more of a mess.

Clothing, wooden boxes, and... bodies dyed red with blood!

The flowing blood pooled together, coagulating into stream-like patterns, drying and solidifying in the gaps of the cobblestone roads...

As the night breeze passed by.

The entire town emanated a thick smell of blood...

Inside a spacious hall.

Despite no fireplace, a bonfire burned.

The added firewood came from chairs in the hall and dismantled door frames.

Anthony, wearing plate armor, sat by the bonfire, feeling the comforting warmth emanating from it.

Beside Anthony, to the right, was Hall.

However, Hall’s complexion and physical outline had noticeably changed compared to before.

His complexion was pale, eyes sunken, with lips stained deep purple.

Though seated by the fire, Hall’s entire body trembled constantly.

Facing Anthony and Hall were the Storm Mercenary Corps’ leader Fan Ke and deputy Tyrone.

Yet now.

The Storm Mercenary Corps had joined the Iron Blood Brotherhood.

Fan Ke became the second-in-command of the Iron Blood Brotherhood.

Fan Ke’s face carried a hint of a smile as he looked at Anthony and said, "Anthony, it’s already mid-December now..."

"There are less than half a month left until the instructions from the master..."

Anthony’s eyes shifted, glancing at Fan Ke, and he spoke calmly, "You also mentioned the master’s instructions are for you to assist me in breaching that city wall."