"Let's go into the city first."

Glancing at the setting sun, Xiao Han straightened his elegant and noble aristocratic uniform, slung his obsidian sword over his shoulder, and, wearing leather boots, led the necromancer drinking milk and the seagull with murderous intent in its eyes into the city, under the astonished gazes of a group of slave traders.

Of course, I was registered by the Titan City guards before entering the city.

Name, occupation, rank, brief background, and then you get a pass.

But when the necromancer revealed his Silver Rank cultivation, those around him showed a hint of respect in their eyes.

Surrounded by a group of noble ladies, Xiao Han expressed his understanding. After all, no matter how the world changes, power is the fundamental thing.

"What an adorable fox boy! Your Highness, the necromancer, I'll offer thirty silver coins; he's mine!"

"Hey, Miss Lily, that won't do! I clearly liked him first! I'm willing to pay ten more silver coins!"

"Yeah, Lily, you already have a brown bear plushie at home, can I have this fox-person instead?"

Lily, respected by the girls, had shoulder-length blonde hair and a petite figure, but her eyes were full of arrogance: "No, this is mine!"

"Um, I'm a werewolf..."

Xiao Han offered a weak reminder.

However, these young ladies from families who routinely traded slaves showed no regard for Xiao Han's feelings. They groped him all over with their fingers, kneading his cute and delicate face. Even his fox (wolf) tail was wantonly kneaded. The fluffy feel made them even more aggressive, and they rubbed their faces against that softness.

After all, in their eyes, Xiao Han's rank was trash (Xiao Han: I admit that!), and following a silver-rank necromancer meant he was the other party's private property.

Since it is private property, it can be traded for money, which is not uncommon in Titan City, or even in most of Northern Europe.

"Your Highness... Xiao Han?"

The necromancer, having received a silver badge, exclaimed in surprise as he looked at the fox-man boy surrounded by girls, looking utterly helpless.

"Your Highness?!"

After confirming they hadn't misheard, everyone was shocked by the title.

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of noble ladies who had been surrounding Xiao Han ran away instantly, and before leaving, they lingered and touched Xiao Han one last time.

Hmm, it feels nice, and the skin is really good.

This is probably what they felt in their hearts.

"Let's go... Don't look at me like that, I'm fine."

Xiao Han sighed, looking aggrieved, as if he were being teased but powerless to resist and forcibly holding back his tears, which made the necromancer's lips twitch.

The divinely granted contract between the necromancer and Xiao Han is in the form of master and servant, but it is the latest equal version. Either party has the right to break the contract, and there is no control over the other party's behavior as Xiao Han imagined.

A cunning necromancer wouldn't be that stupid.

"By the way, where did Glorious go?"

Suddenly, Xiao Han felt a sudden emptiness in his shoulder and exclaimed in surprise, "Did those noble ladies grab me and make me into pigeon soup?! ∑(°△°|||)"

"It went outside the city to fish and prepare dinner."

"Hey, we're already in the city, can't we find a restaurant? They even provide accommodation."

"I'd like that too."

The necromancer explained, spreading his hands in response to Xiao Han's surprised gaze: "Your Highness, we have a very serious problem that needs to be solved."

"What's the problem?"

"We're out of money..."

"..."

No one expected that things would turn out so badly if we hadn't been fully prepared.

After rummaging around on his body for a while, Xiao Han looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, feeling melancholy.

Night fell, and the sky grew dark.

good,

very good,

So poor that even mice wouldn't bother with it.

No, they don't even have a place to live now. Even the rats don't want them. They're really going to have to sleep on the streets.

What are you looking at!

Xiao Han narrowed his eyes, staring at a street rat, about the size of a cat, its eyes wide open, curiously watching Xiao Han and the others.

In the next instant, startled by Xiao Han's sudden burst of fierce aura, the rat shuddered and ran away!

"money!"

Ignoring the attention-seeking rat, Xiao Han held the Obsidian Sword, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

Such top-quality equipment, I wonder how much it could sell for!

At least, it can solve the immediate problem!

Soul Gear is equipment used by professionals in combat.

Made from special materials with the addition of a rare soul metal, once a professional has thoroughly refined it, it can be stored in their soul for easy access.

This is also why prisoners escaped from the Cossenberg defense line and maintained a certain level of combat capability.

"Ding, emergency mission issued, please check!"

"Ding... ding ding dong~ ding ding dong~ so poor~ no money~ no house~ and no boyfriend~ hey!"

Merry Christmas, rookie demon king!

"puff!"

Xiao Han, who was drinking a can of Want Want milk, spat it out, but the corners of his mouth maintained their usual curve, as if it were second nature.

Such outrageous antics are a real stunt for him. Whenever he's in a slump, he always pops up in the most ridiculous way to make his presence known.

A glint of light flashed in his crimson eyes, and a list of information appeared:

Task: I have a bold idea (Repeatable Task 010)

Difficulty: None (Even a newborn baby can do this)

Content: Sleep in the cemetery and be sure to see the first rays of dawn in the morning.

Rewards: Milk x3, Experience Fruit x10

[I dare to sleep in a cemetery, so what place can't I sleep in? A public toilet?!]

"Cemetery?"

Xiao Han stared in astonishment, his eyes wide with confusion.

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