During the day, birds perch in the sky.

"dong"

Brey originally intended to kick the stone blocking the gap, but it seemed that Brey had overestimated his strength at the moment.

"dongdong!"

With great effort, Brey finally pushed all the stones away.

Emerging from the prison, Brey was dazzled by the long-lost sunlight.

"…"

Brey never thought there would come a day when he couldn't stand the sunlight.

Spreading out the parchment Barosa handed to him, Brey looked at it silently.

Without any writing, without any patterns, it was a mysterious and purposeless parchment.

However, Brey still put the parchment back in his pocket.

At this moment, Brey could be said to be aimless.

Should he return to the city and continue to take on quests for money?

Brey suddenly didn't want to do that anymore.

There was no specific reason, just that the huge impact he had experienced not long ago still lingered in his mind.

After a while, perhaps Brey would want to continue being an adventurer.

After all, Brey still needed to earn money to support his sister's education, and it took money to survive.

In general, Brey still had to continue working in the end.

But at least for now, Brey didn't want to go to the guild to pick up quests.

"Anyway, he could be considered my life-saving benefactor...”

Convincing himself, Brey set a current goal for himself.

To deliver the parchment to the tomb keeper in the cemetery on the outskirts of Clinton.

However... the combination of a cemetery and a tomb keeper didn't quite appeal to people.

Brey left the ruined fortress and began his journey.

"Although I don't know how to get to Clinton, let's give it a try."

Brey cheered for himself without enthusiasm.

Then, as he walked, he became dizzy and fainted.

--

"..." Brey silently sat up.

Brey was now on a horse-drawn carriage.

Brey had fainted, probably due to excessive blood loss.

As mentioned before, the eye socket area wouldn't kill Brey even if it continued to bleed.

But anemia would still cause fainting.

Brey didn't know anything about the mechanism behind it.

Brey looked around and his heart sank.

This carriage...

A noble lady's carriage? No.

A merchant's daughter's carriage? No.

It was a robber's carriage.

Why? Because Brey was tied up.

"Big bro, I don't have any money on me, I don't know if you could let me go." Brey whispered to a fatty robber beside him.

"I knew from the start you had no money." The robber looked at Brey with disdain.

"Cough, cough… I'm a man with no money and no attractiveness..." Brey awkwardly laughed.

"Who the hell knows why our boss suddenly wanted to capture you!!!" The fat robber yelled.

"So noisy! You pig!!!" The robber driving the carriage yelled at the fat robber.

"I got it..." The fat guy shrank his neck, becoming submissive.

"Don’t be rough with that guy! Our boss wants to enjoy him!"

"Seems like he's good-looking, the boss said he wants to pamper him for some time."

After listening to the conversation from the carriage-driver robber, Brey and the fat robber exchanged a look and shivered.

"Umm…" Brey began to shiver.

"Our boss is a gay."

"..." Brey didn't say anything but continued to shiver heavily.

—"Who did I offend?”

Brey noticed that aside from this carriage, there were others outside.

It seemed that he was just unlucky to be picked up by a passing gang of robbers.

Although Brey didn't expect to be picked up by a beauty right now, being picked up by robbers was really unbearable...

"By the way, where is this carriage heading?" Brey suddenly asked.

"Huh?" The fat robber glanced at Brey, hesitating whether to answer.

Not thinking that this guy might receive favor from the boss in the future, the fat robber chose to deal with Brey's question."Clinton."

"Clinton?"

"Yes, the boss's base is in Clinton."

"..."

Brey looked at the fat robber in front of him with a dead fish eye.

The fat robber felt uncomfortable being stared at by Brey's lifeless eyes.

"Damn, don't look at me with that...no, that eye."

However, Brey ignored the fat robber's words and pondered on certain things.

Seems like, maybe he got a free ride?

Although not in a carriage of some young lady, it seemed to be a good choice.

Brey's feet were also tied up, making it impossible to walk.

But that didn't stop Brey from jumping.

He glanced out of the carriage with the corner of his eye and saw a slope.

He didn't know where the slope would lead.

-"Won't die from the fall, just right."

Under the astonished gaze of the fat robber, Brey leaped out of the carriage and rolled all the way down the slope.

"..." The fat robber was stupefied and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Who would have thought that Brey would jump from the carriage without saying a word? And to that kind of place.

He's really courting death!!!

"Damn! He jumped! He jumped!"

"Shut up, fatso! Stop making noise! What are you talking about?!" The robber driving the carriage shouted with a thick neck.

"He jumped off the carriage! The boss's man jumped off the carriage!!!" The fat robber screamed in horror.

"What?!?!" The driver was momentarily stunned and didn't stop the carriage.

The long delay made them far away from where Brey jumped out of the carriage.

"What should we do? The boss will..." The fat robber thought of something terrifying.

"..." The carriage-driving robber didn't speak, his eyes were already lost.

---

"palapala"

Brey rolled all the way down the slope.

Stones and wooden stakes bruised his whole body.

His original severe injuries became even more serious.

There was a lot of Brey's blood on the slope.

Feeling the world spinning around, Brey's throat sweetened and blood gushed out.

After a long time, Brey finally fell to the ground, not rolling any further.

His vision gradually darkened.

-"I thought I wouldn't die from the fall..."

-"I might as well have been taken away by the robbers..."