From Fettan to the capital, if you have a good horse, it usually takes only one week to get there. But Xia Lan took a month because he was completing several tasks on the way and choosing tasks freely, so he was late.

The system's free selection tasks are not static. They will change from time to time and from place to place.

When you leave a place and come to a place, past tasks will be covered by new tasks, and they appear randomly, without warning, and cannot be understood.

Maybe it's a small thing, maybe it's someone's words, maybe, there's no reason. It just appears like that.

There are differences in difficulty and ease behind each task. From the literal meaning, you can understand it. However, seemingly simple tasks will have some accidents and become tricky. It also makes it difficult for seemingly difficult tasks to find accidents and simplicity. They are full of uncertainty. Only when you complete the task can you know the difficulty and ease.

System tasks will not give people luck. Xia Lan once made mistakes in this area, but at the cost of him almost losing his life. This is a lesson, this is experience. From then on, he began to be cautious, calm, and pay attention to different ways of completing each task.

Free tasks are different from required tasks. The system never says how many free tasks you have to complete to upgrade. They don't show experience like the game, and his panels don't have an experience bar. But he now vaguely understands that every task that can get into his death realm can upgrade him.

So he began to get used to jumping at the fingertips of Death, and he had reasons, reasons to escalate.

In front of this ancient and majestic royal capital, Xia Lan was a little tired, and led the reins of the horse slowly entered with the flow of people. He had been here once, only in the previous game. Perhaps the memory was a little blurred, but some things could easily awaken the memory in my mind, such as the towering stone statue of King Luckney in the Central Avenue Square.

More than four hundred years ago, Luckney led his people to overthrow the brutal kingdom of Russes after decades of war. He established his kingdom and his capital in this ruins.

Elania, where Luckney was born and raised, and that year he blew the horn of resistance here, that year he fought bloody battles to fight Russes' army, and that year when he returned to the banner of victory, it became the capital of Adria.

Xia Lan wandered around the royal capital, every street and every building here more or less resonated in his memory. This sense of familiarity made him feel a little nostalgic, as if he was like a dream.

Soon, he threw away these ideas. He came here not to find the past. He had a task and he wanted to rest. There was something waiting for him to complete tonight.

The business of Wangduli Hotel is very good, and it is often full of accommodation and it is a headache because it is Wangdu, and there is never a shortage of merchants and travelers. However, Xia Lan does not have the troubles of ordinary merchants and travelers. He quickly found a place to stay, a high-end and luxurious hotel.

Most businessmen and travelers often choose ordinary and cheap hotels because they do not have enough extra money. They will choose high-end hotels unless they are in special circumstances. Therefore, ordinary hotels are easy to buy, while high-end hotels are not easy to fill.

The gap between the rich and the poor is a common normal phenomenon in society, especially in the feudal society with strict hierarchy, wealth is often in the hands of a very small number of people.

In Elderland, power and force determine your status. Xialan is not a nobleman, but the sword in his hand will win his own status and make people respect him. He is not short of money. The few tasks he completed on the way to Wangdu made him gain a considerable amount of wealth.

After dinner, Xia Lan was lying on the soft and comfortable bed in the room. He was resting and thinking.

Something happened to his night.

Royal Oak Avenue.

A tavern.

"Sister, guess who did I see when I went out with Haiya just now?"

Suddenly, a girl who broke into the tavern looked like a rash child. She bumped into and ran into the crowd for a long time before she came to her. She showed excitement and her tone was full of mystery.

"Yeah, was it the little Qiaoya who kissed you last time? I remember he went to Winsk a few days ago? Did he come back?"

"Sister is so bad, it's not this thing-" the girl was a little angry and shook her head. "And Qiaoya went to Sagaan, not Winsk."

"I can't tell you know Qiao Ya very well. It's the truth. Has that kid already tricked you into bed?"

"Sister! I will ignore you if I say this again!"

"Hahaha--"

"Does my sister still want to hear it? You have to know that person has something to do with you." The girl Livi was still angry in her tone, but she still did not give up on her initial question because she was a person who could not hide her secrets. If she knew what she didn't say, she would feel uncomfortable tickling her itch if she didn't say it.

She knew the girl’s faults, so she would choose to tease her when she told her secret because it was interesting. Since the goal had been achieved, she would satisfy the girl’s relief to continue.

"The superior swordsman who was disrespectful to his elder sister has come to the capital."

After saying this, Livi seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

"Hmm?" Niniluo picked up the wine glass and shook the bright red liquid inside, a little surprised, revealing interesting. "Do you know where he lives?"

"I don't know, but I'll ask Haiya to follow him. When Haiya comes back, there may be news." Livi shook her head, but her face was a little excited and ready to move. "Would you like to teach him a lesson? This is our territory."

"No, and no one is allowed to act rashly without my orders!" Ninilu suddenly became serious. "There is no need to provoke a superior swordsman for a small matter. If he wants to kill someone, you will all die."

"I know... I know, then I'll go back first." As if I was startled by the change of my elder sister's head, Liwei was at a loss and hurriedly said goodbye. She didn't like the elder sister's serious look because it was so terrible.

"Tsk, I didn't expect you to be afraid of someone? Just a high-ranking swordsman. I think this is not a threat to you, isn't it a bit of a big deal?"

Behind the dim bar in the tavern, a middle-aged man appeared behind Niniluo, and a clean white cloth wiped the silver wine bottle in his hand suddenly appeared and said.

"It's not that you're afraid, it's unnecessary." Niniluo whirled the wine glass, her eyes blurred and looked at the bright smile swaying inside.

"Have you fought?"

"Yes."

"How about it?"

"His sword is fast."

"soon?"

"Yes, there is no chance of winning in the head-on battle." Speaking of this, Niniluo seemed to be a little regretful to drink the bright red in the clean cup in one sip.

"It looks very fast." The middle-aged man stopped wiping the bottle's hands, pulled out the stopper, gently held the bottle with his hands, and poured the bottle slowly towards the other party's wine glass. The liquid was purple. "Kill to death?"

"If he doesn't do his best."

"What kind of person?"

"I can't recruit people."

“I’m very interested?”

"Yes." Niniluo put the wine glass on her lips, spit out her rosy little tongue and licked it gently on the purple liquid. "Most importantly, he is very young and looks younger than your brother."

"It seems like a genius, but all geniuses died prematurely." The middle-aged man nodded a little and shook his head a little.

Niniluo did not continue to answer, but just looked at the middle-aged man meaningfully.

When she left, Niniluo's face was slightly drunk and rosy, and her body shook slightly. She looked more graceful and charming than ever. The men around the tavern looked sideways, while they dispersed before the road Niniluo walked, because they knew who she was, and no one who was hiding on Oak Avenue in the Royal Capital did not know who she was.

Walking out of the tavern door, Niniluo looked around with a smile. This is the Oak Avenue of the Royal Capital, this is the paradise for the mercenaries, and she is the most beautiful venomous snake in this paradise.

Twilight is coming and night is approaching.

Xia Lan stood in front of the windowsill and scanned the entire capital. He was constantly improving the entire capital's impression based on his past memories. He would stay here for many days in the future. He needed to remember it, and more importantly, he would need to go out to do something later.

Not full or hungry for dinner, Xia Lan pretended to wander out of the hotel. His route was a bit erratic, and no one knew what he was thinking until he suddenly disappeared into an alley.

Another person walked out of the other side of the alley, an ordinary middle-aged man.

The magic street lights on the street illuminated his face. He was a little dark and tall, and his black rough numb dress made him look secret in the dark night.

He is like a mercenary, a down-and-out mercenary, because the knife in his hand is very rough, like an unsharpened piece of iron. And weapons are tools for mercenaries to survive. Even if they are down-and-out, they will have qualified weapons.

But this middle-aged man didn't, so he was not like a normal mercenary, but more like a down-and-out bandit.

His walking pace was slow and steady, leading to the Gerterdam district southwest of the royal capital.

Every place has their dark side, the bigger the place, the deeper the darkness. People hear about his existence and feel far away, but they are close.

Perhaps what you don't know is that behind the neighbor who makes you feel kind and friendly is actually a killer covered in countless blood.

The Gerthdam district of the royal capital has since become a slum in the mouth of the royal capital. You can see homeless men lying on the roadside, gangsters wandering around, and charming prostitutes who are sought after customers on the streets...

If it was daytime, all you saw was the deserted and dirty streets, but now it was night, this was their time to appear and be like a feast of demons dancing.

Drunk men teasing prostitutes on the streets, gangsters extort and beat strangers, and gamblers shouting about winning and losing with red eyes... This is their usual life, and the immersed people live in drunkenness and dreams and deaths.

The appearance of middle-aged men is not noticeable. Strangers appear here every night, but whether they can live a life is a question.

Observe the middle-aged man's eyes and give up this goal because the other party has no value. A mercenary who is so down and unable to afford a good weapon is really not worth paying attention to.
Chapter completed!