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Leaving the apartment safely, Ren walked all the way, throwing the bag in his hand into the trash can on the roadside 5 blocks away.

Continue to walk a section of the road, he entered a station, and not long after, a bus came and stopped by the road.

The tail section of the car emits a lot of white smoke. Its appearance is similar to that of a bus on Earth, but it is larger and simpler. It is divided into two floors, without glass windows and air conditioning. If it is fully packed, it can seat 2 people.

Ren squeezed into the car, took out the prepared copper rissole from his pocket and handed it to the conductor.

The conductor was a middle-aged woman. She tore off a ticket and handed it over. Her eyes stopped for a while on Ren's face. A smile appeared on the expressionless face: "Young man, there are seats in the back, please go in."

"Thank you." Ren slightly nodded, lowering the sun hat a bit.

He squeezed into the back of the car, thinking that sometimes it is not a good thing to be too handsome, and it is easy to be noticed when he needs to be low-key.

"It seems necessary to put a little camouflage on the face so as not to be too eye-catching."

As soon as Ren sat down, the driver rang the big bell on the front of the car and made a "dang dang dang" sound to remind passers-by to avoid, and then the body swayed and the speed gradually increased.

The bus headed east and ended in Rienflare, the poorest area in Longshand, which was scornfully called the slum area by the citizens.

In the early days, the residents of Lien District were mostly country folks who had just entered the city to ask for a living. They couldn't afford high rents. They worked in factories during the day and lived in the most remote places in the city at night. A slum area was formed over time.

No matter which world you are in, poor areas are always a breeding ground for criminals.

Lien is the largest district in Longshande, located in the east of the city, and it almost occupies one third of the whole city, but the public security is the worst in Longshande, with all kinds of vagrants, gang members, lawless elements, unemployed vagrants and hundreds of poor people. Mixed living, many dangerous people lurking in it, almost every day all murders occur, not to mention countless unseen transactions also occur here.

A slightly decent person, will not want to live in Lienflare.

This is Ren's purpose, he does not want to be recognized by his former classmates and friends, and then the news leaks to Ramsey. Those who can enter the academy are not in poor financial conditions, and rarely go to dangerous slum areas.

Going to Lienflare to hide for a while is also convenient for later.

His eyes swept across the car.

Because it is not the peak time, the car is not full, and the passengers are mostly dressed in plain, shabby clothes. Everyone has a deep sense of exhaustion, sitting there with a numb look, seeming to be tortured by a hopeless life, living hard.

Ren retracted his gaze, leaned against the rusty chair back, and squinted to rest.

Soon after, the car drove into the Lien area.

The scene on the street has gradually become monotonous, the roads have become narrower, the houses have become denser, and the streets are full of hustle and bustle. Various vendors crowded the streets, hoarsely selling their things, such as bread, cigarettes, fruits, beer, Newspapers...and many common commodities.

Under the corner of the street, can be seen everywhere tramps.

They were unclothed, some were sitting there begging, and some were lying on the ground motionless like corpses, but none of the passing pedestrians took care of them.

The car driver kept shaking the bell to let the crowded pedestrians clear the way.

Even when sitting in a car, I can smell the odor from the street from time to time. This smell comes from the gutter on the side of the road. It makes people nauseous and nauseous, but the passengers have long been used to it, and no one even complained.

Ren didn't get to the last stop and got off the car halfway.

As soon as they got out of the car, 7 children in ragged clothes gathered around. Each and everyone was yellow and thin, and their eyes were full of desire and crafty.

Ren has no sympathy, and it is estimated that few of these begging children are pure and innocent, more or less part-time pickpockets. Without showing a trace, he held down the hidden money next to his body, and ran out of the station while speeding up while not being completely surrounded, throwing away the group of children.

He walked cautiously along the street, planning to find a cheap hotel to stay in, as a place to stay afterwards.

Walking on the streets of Lien District, Ren's biggest feeling is that there are so many people, there are people everywhere.

This reminded him of the videos of Indian slums that he had watched on the Internet before. They were also full of people. Everywhere they went, they were stared at by pairs of harboring malicious intentions, which made people feel uncomfortable.

But even in the foreign world, the Rien district is much better than the slums in India.

At least in the "dirty, messy, rundown" three categories, Lien District only accounts for mess and bad, not so dirty.

Suddenly, a clearing appeared at the intersection ahead.

It was a small square, and on one side of the square stood a towering church. The scale of the church is not large. The two rows of tall circular columns on the front are neatly arranged, and the walls and dome are made of stones, giving people a heavy and epic feeling.

This is a church of the Church of Justice. There are many churches like this in Longshandri, and the areas of responsibility are divided by area.

"No wonder everyone dared not approach the square." Ren suddenly felt in his heart.

There are 3 officially supported orthodox churches in the empire, and the Church of the God of Justice is one of them.

Although the god of justice is not the most believer, this god is the most majestic. People both admire and fear him, and if not necessary, try not to deal with his church.

Because the priesthood of the god of justice "Tyril" includes "justice", "order", "law", "justice" and "guardian", most of his followers are engaged in judicial and public security related work.

Normally, those who have a relationship with the just church are either the victims or the judges.

In either case, it is not a good thing, people naturally stay away.

In addition to the Church of Justice, the other two orthodox churches in the empire are the "Knowledge and Magic Church" of the Magic Goddess and the "Earth Church" of the Mother Earth. The three are listed as the three churches.

Most of the people of the empire believe in one of these three gods.

Ren's family are all believers in the magic Goddess. In memory, Mother Malinda is a devout believer. She prays to Goddess every day before meals and bedtime, or occasionally in leisure time. She is a teacher of the church school in her home town and a missionary, spreading the light of Goddess' wisdom to the students.

However, the previous Ren's belief in Goddess did not seem to be very religious. He prayed very few times, praying only once every two weeks.

As he passed the square, Ren glanced into the church.

He was about to withdraw his gaze, just at this moment, a loud bell rang from the top of the church, spreading far away.

At the same time, a team of guards in bright silver armor came out of the main entrance of the church, walked down the stone steps step by step, making loud and neat footsteps, and came to the square.

Such a big movement caused the pedestrians on the street to stop and gather towards the square.

"what happened?"

Ren stood like everyone else, watching everything curiously.

There were more and more people in the square, and it was soon crowded. Ren stood in the front position. He couldn't get out even if he wanted to leave. He was forced to become a member of the crowd.

The guards in silver armor scattered in the middle of the square. Their armor reflected rays of light. The long sword stood on the slate floor, with both hands pressed on the end of the hilt, motionless, like a statue, exuding a sense of solemnity and majesty.

Ren was only a few steps away from the guards, and took the opportunity to observe them.

The guard’s armor is a full-body armor that is extremely well-made and forged from a complete metal plate. It is assembled from multiple parts, including breastplate, shoulder armor, arm guards, gloves, leg guards, boots, etc., elbows The knee joints are connected with delicate locks, and the helmet is almost completely enclosed with a T-shaped gap on the front. The weight of the entire armor is astonishing, like a tin can.

With such a heavy armor, most people may have trouble walking after wearing them, but these guards move freely and stand very easily.

This detail made Ren feel a powerful force, and he immediately remembered that these guards were "sacred sword attendants" of the Church of Justice.

The Church of Justice has a very powerful and extraordinary profession called "Holy Swordsman", usually wearing heavy armor, good at long sword and spiritual power.

Every Holy Swordsman is carefully cultivated by the church since childhood. They are the most loyal believers of the God of Justice, execute the Oracle of the God of Justice, maintain order, guard the law and justice, and are the spokesperson of the God of Justice in the mortal world!

Before becoming Holy Swordsman, these people were called sacred sword attendants.

The sacred sword attendant is still an ordinary person, but after a long period of training, he has some stronger powers than ordinary people, as the reserve staff of the Holy Swordsman, or as the guard of the church for life.

"when!"

There was another bell ringing in the church, and a group of people walked out again.

The head was a tall middle-aged man, who also wore a full-body armor, with a white cloak behind him, but he didn't wear a helmet, so he could be seen clearly.

He has a strong face, sharp eyes, short brown hair, a short beard on his chin, a very strong figure, steady and powerful steps, and a dignified and upright posture when he walks. Everyone who sees him will think that this is a People who are trustworthy and can rely on.

The middle-aged man is holding a sword in his hand, which is a bit longer and wider than the ordinary long sword, but it is not a two-handed sword. It seems that it can be held in one hand or with both hands.

Ren noticed that there was a golden scale engraved on his breastplate, and the support shaft in the middle of the scale was a sword, with the tip of the sword facing downward and inserted on a code of law!

"This is the holy emblem of the God of Justice." Ren had seen this emblem before and recognized it at a glance.

People called the middle-aged man's name: "Master Demps!"

"Holy Swordsman is really majestic..."

"Of course, Lord Demps is not an ordinary Holy Swordsman. It is said that he has already broken through to the middle level, and may soon be promoted."

Demps was followed by two guards, who carried a black platform.

The platform is made of metal and is only half-person high. There is a depression in the middle, and it is covered with dark red patches, like blood stains left by something splashed.

As soon as this black stand came out, the townspeople suddenly exclaimed.

Someone nearby whispered in fear: "Guillotine! Judgment ceremony! Has anyone fallen? Or is there a curse?"

Immediately, people saw the answer.

A depressed man was escorted out by the guards. He was wrapped in a silver chain, his upper body was tightly tied, his hands were tied behind his back, his feet were also shackled, and he walked off the front of the church with a difficult step by step. Steps.

"Ruiz!"

Some citizens in the crowd recognized the man who was bound by chains.

The man named Ruiz was originally muddleheaded, but was suddenly called by his name. A shivered suddenly reacted and shouted: "Let go of me! What are you doing?"