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Chapter 76: Xiu's Past (Part 2)

"It is conceivable that a young man who has been climbing to a high position by his coldness and cunning in just a few years will inevitably be envied by others.

Not only did the remnants of the factional nobles who were cleansed by him, but even the other surviving upper nobles hated and feared him. However, under the strong pressure of the previous great dukes, they could only bury this resentment deeply in their hearts and not expose them.

During this period, the young people were proud and smooth sailing. The name of the Docise family gradually became prominent in the Bernardo Priory.

But the prominent family name did not bring any satisfaction or security to the young man, because the young man knew that the higher he was, the more dangerous his situation was. He witnessed the decline of many families with a long history, and even many prominent families were actually destroyed in his own hands. In order not to be pulled down from that position, he stepped up his strength and status. For this purpose, young people would do everything they could to do..."

Speaking of this, Xiu stopped and seemed to be no longer willing to mention this past, or even unwilling to think about it.

Feng Kan silently handed over a lit cigar. The best way to do this is to wait silently and wait for the other party to sort out their mood.

Xiu took a deep breath, then squinted his eyes and slowly spit out the smoke, and his mood, which was somewhat turbulent, gradually calmed down.

He rarely mentioned this period to others in the past, but after meeting that man again today, his already calm mood once again ignited anger. He needed to find someone to talk to.

"...I remember there is a saying in your world, "Good will be rewarded, evil will be rewarded, it is not that the time has not come." This sentence is correct at all. No matter what you do, there will be retribution, but this retribution may not necessarily be directly retribution to the person involved.

In the fifth year when the young man arrived in Abarawa, his life also reached its peak. He was only twenty-seven years old and was appointed as the Count of the Principality of Bernardo and the Assistant of the General Legion of the Principality of the Principality, and was responsible for the general dispatch of the security army in the royal city.

But at the same time, his jealousy and murderous intent towards him also reached a peak.

While the dinner on the day the young people served, the remnants of the upper aristocratic family who were purged that year colluded with other upper aristocrats who were dissatisfied with the young people and took action against them.

It was a stormy night. The young man's wife and children went to a dinner party held in the royal city, and the carriage they were riding in was attacked by dozens of assassins.

The young man himself knew that he was deeply resentful of this, so no matter where he went, he equipped himself and his family with many martial arts guards.

But when suddenly encountering assassins who are several times more likely to attack, these guards cannot play much role. In particular, these assassins are not ordinary killers, but a group of real assassins."

The difference between an assassin and a killer is that an assassin never leaves a way out for himself.

"These assassins are dead soldiers, and their only purpose of survival is to drag a target to fall into hell.

In just a blink of an eye, everyone fell down.

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You asked me why I survived, right?

Yes, I was surprised by this myself, maybe this can only mean that I am lucky.

At that time, a wandering warrior happened to pass by. It was the strongest warrior I had ever seen. In just a moment, he knocked down all the assassins who wanted to continue attacking me, and carefully left two or three lively to prepare for interrogation. Unfortunately, those who knew that they could not escape from the other party chose to commit suicide without hesitation. So he didn't ask anything.

When the man's subordinates came after hearing the news, the warrior had already left. I was the only one who survived the scene, and my mother and the guards were all killed."

After saying these words in one breath, she let out a long breath, as if she had moved away a stone that had been buried in her heart for many years.

"I asked the man afterwards why he didn't show up at that time. Do you know how he answered me?

...

He said… ‘If you want to get something, you must give something, all of this is for the glory of the Dorsace’…

Did you hear it? My mother and I were just the price he paid when he got something!

Since the glory of the family needs to be paid by the monks as a price, then I will give up this family name!

Two days later, I left the luxurious house, the bustling city, the country, and began a wandering life.

I think you can imagine how a teenager survives alone in an unfamiliar place.

Stealing, cheating, fighting with children who are older than themselves for a moldy piece of bread, is my daily life.

Although I was very hard, I was very free and there was nothing to restrain me. This made me very happy. However, not everything would go so smoothly. The number of times I was beaten for stealing was increasing, and I became a regular customer in the cell. However, because I was young, I could hang out on the street again in a few days.

After a few years, as I grew older, more and more children were in the same situation as me, and my courage became increasingly important. I was no longer satisfied with thieves and small-scale thieves. A group of little ghosts gathered together to do larger transactions, grab territory, extortion, and protection fees... well, just do some small transactions in the underworld.

...No, although we had a fight, we had never killed anyone.

Although we were very unscrupulous at that time, we still did not have the courage to kill. Once we were exposed to blood, we would be targeted by more difficult guys. So we have always carefully selected targets, defeated and merged opponents that were similar to ours, and gradually strengthened ourselves.

... Looking back now, what I did at that time was actually no different from that man, but I just missed a glamorous coat.

However, if you walk too much at night, you will eventually encounter ghosts.

In every big city, there are some unknown underground worlds. In fact, people living in the sun also have a side hidden in the darkness. Usually, they and the little ghost well that live in dark corners do not interfere with the river, but at some point they can have some intersections.

One day, a little brother under my command stared at a fat sheep and successfully took away the rich spoils, but unexpectedly this was the reason for the destruction of our group.

There is something in that purse that is absolutely unseen. Because of this, all of us were targeted by the big names in this city.

A group of little kids who live by small fuss have no chance in front of those serious adults, and our group was completely disintegrated overnight.

There were only a few people who could escape from the city alive. It was their mistake to make me and a few little brothers survive. They underestimated the strength and perseverance of the children living in the dark. They did not expect that we would not only not continue to escape, but instead launched a counterattack.

That's it, I won't say much about the process. The remaining people use all kinds of means to fight back against those big names, and even use their lives as a price.

...You ask why you do this?

It’s very simple. People like us ignore the rules, do not abide by the law, have no hope or future, and only have companions. If even such companions are lost, we will not be left. It is precisely because of this that we must never abandon companions, and the hatred that hurts companions must be recovered by us.

There is nothing else to say. We used our lives to exchange for the lives of those big men. We made a lot of money. That's it. When everything was over, I became alone again.

And at this moment, I met the wandering warrior who saved my life again.

He took me in like a wounded wild dog, and became my mentor, giving me a new surname - Yes, he is the inheritor of the previous generation.

Then I traveled around with the instructor and also carried out various practices. This kind of life lasted for several years. Until three years ago, my instructor held a inheritance ceremony for me, handed over the mission of the inheritor to continue traveling, and then lived in seclusion by myself.

That's probably what happened. My relationship with the man named Caridos is only in biological heritage. So you don't need to worry unnecessary. Of course, if you plan to use this relationship, then I would like to advise you to dispel this idea as soon as possible."

"If you want to make a decision, or something... By the way, we have never thought about whether this is good?"

Feng Kan smacked his lips in dissatisfaction.

"After all, this is your own business. I won't talk to you, but... I'll forget it."

Looking up at Xiu, who was full of mixed feelings, Feng Kan swallowed back what he wanted to say. At this time, he would not listen to anything he said, and these things were indeed not something that other outsiders could easily interfere with.

"This matter has come to an end in advance. Next, should you introduce yourself?"

This sentence was said to the two men in black who were opposite. The one who solved the danger in the crisis was the two men in black whose bodies were shrouded in black cloaks as transparent as the night sky.

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