Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 771- Let it go
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 933: Nine Awakenings
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 906 - God's Domain's Strongest Player
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 770- Four Winged Devil
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 05.05 - Gold
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 55: Athens’ Shamshir
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 166.2: Extremely Brutal Monster Battlefield
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 421: This World Shouldn’t Be Like This
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 54: Bare-faced Lies
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 932: Matricide
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 769- Second seven star
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 905 - Zero Wing's Mortal God?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 768- Flesh valley
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 05.04 - Gold
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 166.1: Extremely Brutal Monster Battlefield
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 53: Burn It All Down!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 420: Life like Weeds
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 52: I Lied
In the slum near the horse and mule market outside Indahl's north gate.
Today, Johan didn't enter the city to find odd jobs. Instead he attended to chores at home and spent his morning scrubbing bed sheets and pillowcases.
Close to noon, Johan finally finished washing the last of the sheets. Carrying a bucket of dirty water, he made his way to the gutter at the end of the alley to dispose of it.
During this routine task, he noticed two unfamiliar men donning flat caps and wearing suspenders entering the alley where their house was.
Johan subconsciously made way for them.
As they passed by Johan, one of them glanced at him before quickly shifting his gaze away.
Johan didn't pay much attention to them, and after they were slightly further away, he poured away the bucket of dirty water into the gutter. It was then that Johan suddenly felt something was off, and he sneaked a glance at the two men that had walked deep into the alley.
These men didn't seem much too different from the denizens of this slum; the dirt on their caps and tattered shoes were not much different from those other poor folk that entered the city to do odd jobs.
However, upon closer inspection, they seemed too well-fed and robust. Their cheeks were fleshy, their arms muscular, and their thick thighs strained against the fabric of their suspenders. In this part of town, men of such healthy appearance were a rarity; they usually found better work in the city's factories or were recruited by street gangs.
Johan watched the men until they were out of sight, then once his bucket was empty, made his way home. Changing into a cleaner sleeveless shirt, he quickly headed to his friend Sanchi's house in the neighboring alley.
Sanchi, a freckled youth, worked early mornings delivering newspapers in the city and often stayed to help around the office in exchange for lunch. When Johan arrived, Sanchi was sharing his leftover bread with his younger brother and sister.
"I saw strangers around again," Johan whispered to his friend. "Two men in our alley
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