In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

The clouds of sorrow are gathering.

The rain pattered.

The flow of water in the drainage channel was rapid, and the fallen leaves were swirled and swept into the sewer by the whirlpool.

There are various shops on the roadside, and the walls are covered with various graffiti.

On the factory not far away, the chimneys looked like giant beasts puffing out black clouds.

This is clearly an architectural style from the steam age.

Lothar saw many pedestrians holding black umbrellas and walking in rain boots in a hurry.

Most of them are well-dressed, wearing top hats. Their clothes may be shabby and patched, but they still try their best to keep them clean and tidy.

Suddenly he was thrown into a strange world, a strange city.

Lothar was at a loss for a moment - of course he knew that the most important thing right now was to meet up with his followers.

But in a densely populated city, it is really difficult to find a few specific people.

He raised his head and looked carefully at the several tall buildings standing in the distance in the rain. The tallest one among them was obviously the landmark building of Saluzzo. If everyone was in tune, that should be the best place to meet.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and both sides of the road were crowded with pedestrians taking shelter from the rain.

Their faces are very distinct, just like real living people. Each one has a vivid life, representing a full or boring life.

Lothar saw a tall and thin man lighting a match, lighting a cigarette and puffing away the smoke under the awning of the store.

This novel and very different scene from the Middle Ages made Lothar unable to take his eyes away.

Strictly speaking, this is a world that I created, but it is far more complete than the one I built.

Even if I failed to complete the trial this time, it was still worth treating it as a vacation.

He thought so.

Because he was in a trance, a carriage traveling at high speed passed in front of him.

He couldn't avoid it and jumped to the roadside in a hurry, but his trouser legs were still splashed wet.

He simply didn't bring an umbrella when he came out. He was already soaked thoroughly, and getting even wet wouldn't make it worse.

On the carriage, the man wearing a fisherman's hat turned around, grinned his yellow teeth, and laughed mercilessly at his embarrassment.

I really want to beat him up!

Lothar clenched her fists.

But the carriage was already drifting away, and he didn't want to waste his time for such a trivial matter, so he continued walking along the street towards the tall building.

His steps were fast, and the cold rain hit him, but he didn't feel much chill.

The dragonborn bloodline and the resistance brought by high physical strength made Lothar immune to the cold and heat.

Just as he was walking, he suddenly felt a sense of prying eyes behind him.

Lothar did not turn around rashly, but suddenly accidentally stepped into a puddle.

He complained endlessly, squatted on the steps by the roadside, took off his boots and poured out the water inside.

Using the cover of this action, he noticed from the corner of his eye that there was a man holding a black umbrella, following behind him.

The black umbrella in his hand covered most of his face, and he didn't seem to be a tracking expert, just following him with such swagger.

After Lothar stopped, he also stopped and just pretended to take out a pocket watch and look at the time.

Lothar put on her boots, quickened her pace, and turned into an alley not far away.

There were no footsteps behind him.

Lothar was still moving forward unhurriedly.

The road conditions in the alleys are even worse. Some of the red bricks have become loose. When you step on them, you can hear the sound of water being squeezed out of the gaps.

Are you a friend of Cellinina?

A man in a gray suit with his hat lowered, holding a big black umbrella, appeared at the end of the alley.

Last come first, speed is pretty good.

Lothar looked slightly startled: Did the bartender inform you? Didn't he say that he was from the Sassari family?

Sassari is a place name located on the island of Sardinia, one Corsica away from Piedmont, which is the hometown of Emperor Napoleon.

There is no distinction between families.

The man said with a smile.

Are all the people in Saluzzo so good at humour?

Lothar thought she had heard a joke.

The man also knew that this was a joke. If the wolf master hadn't still firmly controlled the power of the wolf council, the entire wolf clan would have fought to the death for territory.

Even now, the wolves still have frequent private fights in the fields of finance, contraband, and arms smuggling.

It's just that it will never be brought to the table, and it will be intervened and arbitrated by the Wolf Lord and the Yakxi family.

Just like the United States in later generations, the Axis family was used to being domineering in Italy and had already attracted the dissatisfaction of many wolf tribes.

Aren't you going to reveal your identity yet?

Lothar said calmly: I have already said it.

Friends of Cellinina?

Behind Lothar, there was the sound of rain boots stepping into puddles. Looking back, another wolf wearing a hat of the same color appeared at the entrance of the alley.

He took off his top hat, revealing a young face that was no different from ordinary people.

He said sadly: Then you are really unlucky. Chelinina is a good girl. Many young men in the family are in love with her. You can save her at such a critical moment. I have to say, You are a very nice man.

His words had just fallen.

The man who appeared first picked up a small and exquisite crossbow, pointed it at Lothar, and pulled the trigger.

An inaudible sound of loose strings sounded, and a crossbow bolt pierced the air, making a shrill howl of wind.

Chi——

A crimson sharp blade suddenly appeared in Lothar's hand, and the incoming crossbow arrow bounced away with a click. The hot sword body collided with the rain, creating a mist of steam.

The sound of treading water was heard.

When the water mist dissipated, Lothar had already beheaded the wolf man who appeared first, and his blood was dripping in the rain, flowing along the cracks in the bricks toward the sewer.

The top hat swirled and fell to the ground, drifting away like a boat, revealing the special appearance of the fallen man with two wolf ears.

Behind Lothar, the body of another wolf swelled and deformed, and his flesh and blood proliferated rapidly, lifting his original height of less than 1.7 meters to a height of nearly two meters. His body surface was even covered with pitch black. Hair.

Compared to Hans's werewolf transformation, the werewolf in front of him retains more human characteristics. At least just looking at his face, you can still vaguely see his human appearance.

Pure blood wolf clan

Lothar whispered, this is obviously a pure-blood wolf like Hans, who can freely switch between the appearance of wolf and human - the blood of the pure-blood wolf is not necessarily nobler than that of the half-wolf, it is just that the bloodline belongs to The human part is just less.

I'm from the Saluzzo family.

The man spoke concisely and to the point.

Are you his corner boss?

Lothar pointed the tip of his sword at the separated wolf corpses.

I'm a hornhead, but I'm not his.

The man's expression didn't change much, as if the strength Lothar had just shown was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

Where is Cellinina?

The man's face had the same indifference as Cellinina's, but it was not without emotion, but the emotion was well concealed: You are going to die soon, what's the point of knowing this?

Just satisfy the curiosity of a dying man like me.

The man was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice: You should know that Lord Wolf has sent an expeditionary force to liquidate the scum and traitors who have broken the rules in the New World, and Saluzzo cannot be alone.

So Cellinina is being besieged by killers sent by your Saluzzo family?

The man shook his head and said: No, with the help of the young lady, she has been killed from the family. Now, she is being besieged by several centurions under the Wolf Lord.

Where are they now?

The man didn't speak anymore, and his two beastly amber eyes seemed to light two lanterns in the rain.

I don't know, but I know that with your strength, it's impossible to save her. So, whether you go or not doesn't matter to the situation. It's better to die in my hands, and our family and One of the evidences of the 'breakup' of the Basilicata family.

next moment.

The werewolf's figure had penetrated the rain curtain, and was even faster than the crossbow arrow, attacking Lothar.

Keng——

The sword and the claw collided, making the sound of metal clashing.

Lothar had fully activated the blood waterfall long ago, and all attributes were greatly strengthened, but he still felt that his palms were numb from the shock.

This corner head is considered a leader even among the elite wolf clan.