"Let's go to the city first."

Glancing at the sunset that was about to end, Xiao Han cleaned up his elegant and noble noble uniform. Carrying an obsidian sword and wearing leather boots, under the surprised gazes of a group of slave merchants, he led the necromancer drinking milk, and his eyes

Seagulls bursting with murderous intent enter the city.

Of course, before entering the city, they were registered by the Titan City guards.

Name, occupation, rank, brief origin, and then get a pass.

But when the Necromancer revealed his Silver-level cultivation, the people around him showed a look of respect in their eyes.

Xiao Han, who was surrounded by a group of noble ladies, expressed his understanding. After all, no matter how the world changes, strength is the foundation.

"What a cute fox boy, Your Highness the Necromancer, I will pay you thirty silver shells, and he will be mine!"

"Hey, Miss Lily, that's not okay. I obviously fell in love with him first! I'm willing to pay ten more silver shells!"

"That's right, Lily, you already have brown bear dolls at home, can you give me this fox man?"

Lily, who is respected by the girls, has shoulder-length blond hair and a petite figure, but her pupils are full of arrogance: "No, this is mine!"

"Well, I'm a werewolf..."

Xiao Han reminded weakly.

However, this group of young ladies from the family who trade slaves as a norm did not care about Xiao Han's feelings at all. They touched his body with their fingers, rubbed his cute and delicate face, and even the fox (wolf) tail was rubbed wantonly.

, the fluffy feel made them work harder, rubbing their faces against the soft feeling.

After all, in their eyes, Xiao Han, a hot chick (Xiao Han: I admit this!), and a necromancer who follows the silver rank, belong to each other's private property.

Since it is private property, it can be traded with money, which is not uncommon in Titan City or most of Northern Europe.

"Xiao...His Royal Highness Xiao Han?"

The necromancer who received a silver badge looked at the helpless fox man boy surrounded by girls and said in surprise.

"Your Highness?!"

For a moment, after everyone confirmed that they heard correctly, they were shocked by this title.

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of noble ladies gathered around Xiao Han and ran away in an instant. Before leaving, they reluctantly touched Xiao Han's body.

Well, it feels good in the hand and looks great on the skin.

This is probably their inner emotion.

"Let's go...don't look at me like that, I'm fine."

Xiao Han sighed, looking aggrieved as "being teased but unable to resist and holding back tears" made the necromancer's mouth twitch.

The divine contract between the necromancer and Xiao Han is in the form of master and slave. However, it is the latest equal version. Either party has the right to break the contract and does not control the behavior of the other party as Xiao Han imagined.

As an old necromancer, he is not so stupid.

"By the way, where did the glory go?"

Suddenly, Xiao Han felt the empty position on his shoulders and said in surprise: "You won't be caught by those noble ladies to make pigeon soup!! ∑ ( ° △ ° |||)"

"It, it went fishing outside the city to prepare dinner."

"Hey, we've already entered the city. Can't we find a restaurant? We also provide accommodation."

"I want this too."

The necromancer explained, facing Xiao Han's surprised eyes, he spread his hands: "Your Highness, we have a very serious problem that needs to be solved."

"what is the problem?"

"We have no money..."

"..."

No one could have imagined that it would be so unfortunate if they were not fully prepared.

After touching randomly on his body for a while, Xiao Han looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle from his tent.

The night fell and the sky became dark.

good,

very good,

It's so poor that even rats may not want to visit.

No, they don't even have a place to live now, and even rats don't like them. They really have to sleep on the street.

"What are you looking at!"

Xiao Han narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at a mouse on the street, which was as big as a cat. It was looking at Xiao Han and others curiously with its eyes open.

The next moment, the mouse was frightened by Xiao Han's fierce momentum. It jumped up and ran away!

"money!"

Ignoring this passer-by rat with a sense of presence, Xiao Han held the obsidian sword with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Such top-notch equipment, I wonder how much it can be sold for!

At least, it can solve an urgent need!

Soul equipment is the equipment used by professionals in combat.

It is made from special materials, and a little rare soul gold is added to it. After the professional has completely refined it, it can be stored in the soul for easy access.

This is also the reason why prisoners escaped from the defense lines of Cosenberg to maintain a certain fighting capacity.

"Ding, the emergency mission has been released, please check it!"

"Ding...Ding Ding Ding~Ding Ding Dang~Poor Ding Ding~No money~No house~No partner yet~Hey!"

"Merry Christmas, cute new devil!"

"puff!"

Xiao Han, who was drinking a can of Wangzai milk, squirted, keeping the corners of his mouth as usual, very skillful.

He has such a coquettish display on his face that whenever he is in a low point of trouble, he will pop out in the most ridiculous way to increase his presence.

Crimson eyes flashed, and a column of information emerged:

Mission: I have a bold idea (repeatable mission 0/10)

Difficulty: None (newborn babies can do it)

Content: Sleep in the cemetery and you must see the first ray of light in the morning.

Reward: milk x3, experience fruit x10

[I even dare to sleep in a cemetery while riding a horse. Is there any place I can’t sleep in, public toilets?!]

"Cemetery?"

Xiao Han opened his mouth in shock and his eyes were confused.

There is a public cemetery in Titan City. In a diverse environment, the cemetery here is not only the resting place of the dead, but also the residence of undead creatures.

For example, when the necromancer comes here, it feels like he has returned to his hometown. He uses summoning magic to lift out a coffin in a clean place in the cemetery, which helps him practice (sleep).

Xiao Han glanced at him helplessly, still feeling a little resistant in his heart.

"Snapped!"

Just when Xiao Han was yawning, suddenly, a fish fell from the sky, and it hit the ground head first, with a "pop" and blood splashed out. The fish's eyes stared at Xiao Han, truly refusing to rest in peace!

Xiao Han: "???"

The quiet cemetery is filled with densely packed tombstones, covered with moss and exuding an eerie atmosphere.

Maybe, while walking in the cemetery, a skeletal hand suddenly pops out of the ground, grabs your foot, drags it into the soil and does something indescribable.

Xiao Han looked left and right, except for a tombstone with "Mrs. Thatcher" sitting behind him and the coffin where the necromancer slept, there was no living thing, and it was eerily silent.

"Bahta, bahta!"

The fat fish that was thrown to the ground and bleeding was not completely dead, and its tail bounced around a few times.

The starry sky is bright, and the dead fish eyes look up at the starry sky with a strong desire to survive.

Perhaps, if there are kind-hearted people, they can save it.

"There are no bandages and no medicines. It seems there is no way to save him."

Xiao Han said solemnly, his eyes solemn as he stared at the other party's increasingly trembling fish tail.

Well, it's quite fresh, and I still have some energy to jump around.

"I know you are in pain, and this will relieve you."

Xiao Han pondered for a while, looked at the opponent's flipped-up fish belly, and pulled out the obsidian sword.

It looks like a lot of meat.

Fatty Fish: “???”

"Crack!"

A black sword was pierced into the abdomen, and the fat fish was killed cleanly, becoming the trophy of the cute new devil.

Fatty Fish: "Thank you so much!"
Chapter completed!