Wucheng.

Pub.

The burning candles in the lamps dispelled the darkness on the street. Several tables of people were sitting by the windows of the tavern, each carrying a bucket of fine wine, talking loudly, laughing and cursing.

Hey, have you heard? The old city lord's daughter failed in her blind date again today!

Isn't that normal? She was ugly to begin with, and she had high standards when she was young. She had been dating for more than 20 years but still didn't get married. Now she's almost 40... Which man would want her?

I saw her a few days ago. She had gained weight compared to half a year ago, with a fat head and big ears, like a pig. She was looking for men outside like crazy. But even the strongest man would be crushed to death by her in **, right?

I heard that she has recently set her sights on the strong man Lao San from the south of the city, and sticks to him like a dog-skin plaster every day, tsk tsk...

Doesn't the third brother have a wife? And his wife is very pretty. I guess he is very annoyed now.

Fortunately, after the old city lord gave birth to her, he also gave birth to a little son, otherwise the bloodline would have been broken.

By the way, I haven’t seen the city lord’s youngest son for a long time.

Of course, the eldest daughter can't get married, and the youngest son is an important bloodline related to the continuation of the entire Wucheng. The old city lord hides him like a treasure every day. Who knows where he is...

Listening to the men's conversation, No. 22, who was sitting in the corner, silently put down the wine glass in his hand.

He stood up, pushed the door open, and walked straight into the dark cobblestone road.

Bloodline… He narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself.

He turned several streets and came to the south side of the city. He climbed onto the top of a fairly tall house and swept his eyes over the ancient city in the darkness below, as if he was looking for something.

Finally, his eyes fixed on a low stone house.

His figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.

…

Boom boom boom——!!

The heavy knocks on the door echoed in the darkness like rapid drumbeats.

Bang!

A man with his upper body naked suddenly pushed open the door from inside the house with a ferocious face.

He looked at the old woman in front of him who weighed at least 400 pounds, had dark skin, a fat head and big ears, his eyes were full of disgust and anger!

Are you annoying?! You damn woman, stop bothering me!

The old woman was not angry, she just stood at his door, grinning, her fat body trembling:

Third brother, stay with me. I am the daughter of the city lord. I have a lot of money. When we have a child in the future, we can let him be the city lord...

Being the city lord? Screw your city lord! The man cursed, I have a wife! Get out of here!

What's wrong with having a wife? We can have an affair secretly... If your wife finds out, I will send someone to tie her up and throw her into the well as a sacrifice to the three gods.

This way, we can be together forever.

Madman! Madman!!

The man was furious. He raised his foot suddenly and kicked the old woman in the chest, knocking her to the ground. Her round body rolled twice like a ball.

I just don't like you! Get out of here! If you come again next time, I'll chop you up!

Bang--!

The man slammed the door shut.

On the dark cobblestone road, the fat old woman gasped and struggled to get up.

She glared at the closed door, cursed a few words, pushed her muddy and greasy long hair behind her, and moved to the other side of the road, panting.

I don’t know how long it took, but a ray of candlelight slowly approached from the front.

The old woman frowned and looked carefully. It was a man who looked unfamiliar. The flickering candlelight in the darkness revealed an extremely handsome man's face.

The old woman had never seen such a handsome man.

Her eyes fell on that face, as if they were sucked in and unable to move. The moment those eyes met hers, she felt an inexplicable evil fire burning from the bottom of her heart.

The old woman's breathing suddenly became heavy. She stared at the man's body, and a hint of pink appeared on her skin.

The man held an oil lamp and walked in front of her. With an evil look in his eyes, he stared into the old woman's eyes, as if he could see directly into her heart.

I saw...your desire. No. 22's dreamlike voice echoed in the old woman's ears.

cluster--!

No. 22 blew out the oil lamp in his hand.

A moment later, bursts of joyful sounds were heard from the dark corner of the street.

I don't know how long it took,

The faint light of the oil lamp was lit again.

No. 22 put the lamp aside, put on his clothes, and looked down at his palm. At this moment, there was a mass of squirming flesh in his hand.

Indistinctly, you can see the outline of a baby.

The old woman was lying on the street corner like a puddle of mud, motionless, with only her chest rising and falling, her whole body pink.

No. 22 put away the embryonic form of the baby, glanced at the old woman's fleshy body, and seemed to recall what had just happened, with the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

He immediately took two steps forward, held onto the corner of the wall, and began to retch violently.

After retching for half a minute, No. 22 took a deep breath and walked to the old woman.

A hint of murderous intent flashed across his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and fiercely grabbed the old woman's throat. She was enjoying the afterglow of pleasure, but suddenly her eyes widened and her huge body struggled violently.

But no matter how she struggled, 22's hands were like iron clamps, motionless.

Her movements gradually slowed down, and finally she fell into a dead silence and completely lost her breath.

No. 22 withdrew his hand expressionlessly, picked up the oil lamp, and walked calmly into the dark street.

Only a huge dark corpse was left, lying quietly in the corner.

…

at the same time,

The other side of Wucheng.

Is this the ancient well mentioned on No. 22?

Claude and others took advantage of the night and came to the edge of the city-state, whispering around the ancient well.

That's right. Claude nodded, and I smelled blood.

So what should we do?

Go down and take a look, and bring up the [Holy Grail].

There won't be any danger, right?

have no idea.

...Then, who goes down first?

Everyone gathered around the ancient well and fell into silence.

After an unknown amount of time, Claude sighed, stood up and said:

I'll go first. My thunder can dispel the darkness. You follow me.

As soon as he finished speaking, Claude rubbed his hands together, and a ball of lightning appeared between his palms. He turned over and fell into the ancient well.

The lightning illuminated the edge of the dark ancient well, which fell rapidly. The other agents surrounding the well looked at each other and jumped down one after another.

The depth of the ancient well was far beyond their imagination.

After falling for about ten seconds, I heard the dull sound of Claude falling heavily to the ground at the bottom, followed by a cry of joy:

I found the Holy Grail!