1476 Word Along The Streets

Everyone looked at the scene with piercing stares.

It wasn't their imagination.

These giant metal ships were slowing down the closer they approached.

But why?

The moment the question popped up, many quickly threw it at the back of their heads. No matter what reasons these people came, it would be best to stay out of their way.

The group of ship owners and sailors dared not stop or slow down their pace.

What a joke.

Better safe than sorry.

Goosebumps filled their bodies, reminding them of the impending tension in the air.

Row. Row. Row away!

Gallop. Gallop. Gallop~

The horses galloped away with their manes dancing in the air.

Whoosh!

"They watch it, buddy! You crazy son of a b**ch."

A man cursed the damn ordinary dressed rider, staring at his basket of apples scattered on the street.

What's more, before the slight slope, the apples began rolling downwards.

"My apples! My apples!"

F***!

What bad luck.

Where the devil was this guy heading to at such high speeds?

The poor man had true tears in his eyes, seeing his hard work roll down the slope.

Gallop. Gallop.~

The man in black rode through the busy streets, taking turns and jumping over obstacles time and time again.

With the way he was going, one would think he was running from an assassin chasing after him... Or could it be so?

Look left, look right, look around maniacally.

Many of the streets become vigilant. What was even funnier was that some also began running too.

Don't blame them for doing this.

When you see someone running as though it's the end of the world, you better run away from the scene, just to be sure. Who knows if you'll get stray feathers into your heart and end up dying because you were on the set of the crossfire?

Say no more.

Hawkers dived for cover in the nearby stores, people moved on the same spot in circles with evident confusion in their eyes, and some only laid down, already planning to play dead.

They waited to see someone or something chasing the mad rider but saw nothing.

False alarm?

(?^?)

Some thought so, while others didn't. Who knows if after a while, danger would emerge?

Like so, many began preparing for the worst. And the culprit of it all was already close to his destination.

Gallop. Gallop. Gallop. Gallop.~

The dark steed charged with its owner towards a seemingly poorer estate.

Amongst the many estates, this one was a lower-class one for people like barons. It wasn't as lavish and big. It looked like a start-up estate for a start-up nobleman.

Compared to the many other estates in this grand city, no one would take any staying here too seriously.

"Halt! Who goes there." One of the guards stopped the rider.

And without saying any more words, the rider took out his identification crest. From there, their conversation seemed strange.

[Rider]: Day and night, the sun and moon engulf the land.

[Guard]: On top of the world, both figures are.

[Rider]: Be it day or night, we are the sun and moon hovering over the land.

[Guard]: Cabbage or Carrots.

[Rider]: Carrots.

[Guard]: Eye or Tongue.

[Rider]: Eye.

One by one, the guard tested the rider.

And in no time, the rider was free to pass.

For these tests, one couldn't master what was asked. Every morning, afternoon, evening, day in and day out, the passwords are changed according to what the superior sent below.

The questions were changed by midday and midnight.

Additionally, one must have a unique crest embedded with particular stones hard to find in other places apart from the source.

Seeing the crest, the guard knew that the rider must be a direct person or tool of their lord.

Such a rank was something even he hadn't reached.

So powerful!

The guard's apple bobbed against his throat.

"You may enter."

"Hmmm..."

The rider took off, heading straight for the innermost section of the estate.

Many who spotted him along the way knew he was in a hurry.

It looks like the news he carried was a heavy one.

But what could it be?

Gallop. Gallop.~

The rider showed no signs of stopping. He had to reach his master fast!!

And in the innermost sector of the estate, a certain middle-aged man was currently leaning on a long red resting chair with 3 voluptuous women nestled on his chest; 2 on his sides and one with her knees to the ground and her face staring at him from below.

Their voices were soft and alluring.

They, as well as the man, we're all butt-naked.

"My lord... Why don't you have a grape?" One of the ladies took hold of a stem of grapes from the golden bowl, hovering it close to the lord.

And very awfully, the man stretched his neck forth and yanked out a few.

~Clap. Clap. Clap. Clap.

"The lord is awesome."

"Hahahhaha~... I know." The playboy of a man said, leaning forth to kiss one of them, while another was running her fingers in his can't and kissing him lightly. And for the lady below... Well... She also attended to his lite man too.

"Hahahahahaha~... Life is sweet. You all know me too well."

The ladies smiled, enjoying his company.

They liked men like this who were always willing to spend on them and give them a good time.

Though not as rich as the many nobles in the city, it was this man's excessive generosity that made many whores in the city wish to be his sex toys.

Spank.

The naked man was playful with his whores, enjoying their teases and caressing.

But soon, that all came to a stop.

Knock. Knock.

The man's eyes flickered, though his expression remained like that of a flower dandy.

"Who? Who dares to disturb this daddy's enjoyment?"

"Boards and Daggers, by Lord!"

Woosh!