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Chapter 39 Abandoned Avenues and Slums

Fred's words were the last straw that broke Martin.

"Do you think anyone can be like you?" Martin, whose brain was already occupied by emotions, was no longer afraid of Fred and Safi's aristocratic status. He grabbed everything he could and put it on the sofa.

Pillows, teacups, teapots... were thrown at Safi and Fred, "Where were you when we were displaced? Where were you when we didn't have enough to eat? And you were there when we were being beaten.

Where? You nobles, you have a high-sounding claim to protect the common people, but in the end you never show up when the common people need you!"

None of the objects he threw hurt Safi or Fred at all. Fred just moved his fingers and recited a few spells silently, and then the objects he threw were put aside safely.

Magic is the patent of the nobles. The nobles use magic to bring various conveniences to their lives, but civilians may not be able to see magic once in their lifetimes. That's why liars like Roy dare to cheat on the Bronze Avenue.

The resistance of ordinary people appears weak and powerless in front of the nobles who know magic.

Martin smashed everything at hand cleanly, and there was nothing more that could be smashed. However, Safi and Fred did not even have a hair messed up. They were still noble and elegant, looking down at Martin with a condescending look.

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After the anger in my heart was vented, what was left was deep fear.

Looking at the boy who fell slumped on the ground, Safi frowned, feeling that this threat was a bit too much. She was about to speak out to comfort her when she heard Fred say: "I can provide you with shelter and even arrange a teacher."

Teach you magic."

At this time, not only the boy, but also Safi raised her head and looked at Fred with a surprised look, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

Fred walked over to Safi and sat down. Obviously this sofa was for three people, but he wanted to sit next to Safi. Safi uncomfortably wanted to move further away, but found that the hem of her skirt was covered by Fred's seat.

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Safi didn't know if he did it on purpose. The upbringing of aristocrats specifically mentioned that they should not press the corners of other people's clothes or skirts, but she had no way to remind Fred and could only stiffen her body and feel it.

A close encounter with Fred.

The heat radiated from his body, his body vibrated slightly every time he spoke, and he touched her shoulder or arm from time to time.

There is no way Safi can ignore these.

"I don't believe it!" Martin's voice suddenly brought her back to reality. She looked at the boy and saw a look of suspicion and defensiveness on his face, "How can there be such a good thing? You just see me as young and easy to coax. I won't go to bed."

You deserve it."

What were you fooled into?

Safi recalled for a moment and remembered what Fred said: provide shelter and arrange for teachers to teach magic.

Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the gap between the nobility and the common people has been like a natural chasm. The nobility can't get down, and the common people can't get up. They are looking at each other from one extreme.

Magic is the fundamental symbol that separates civilians and nobles, but Fred said that this boundary should be broken. In Safi's view, this is an unreasonable thing.

She frowned slightly: "Does Your Highness want to accept him as an apprentice in the palace?" This is the only explanation she can think of. Only servants around nobles will have the opportunity to learn magic to prepare for assisting their master in the future, such as

Azarez...although he is not a serious servant.

Martin shouted: "Who wants to stay in the palace? I will not stay here even if I die!"

Fred shook his head calmly: "That's not the case."

But he didn't explain much. He just looked at the boy and said, "The location is No. 78, Lane 35, Qingtong Avenue. Believe it or not."

Martin put on a "do you think I'm stupid" expression: "I won't believe you."

"I don't need you to believe it," Fred said calmly, "The person I arranged is there, you can go or not."

He put on such a posture, which seemed to be indifferent, but it was unpredictable. A boy like Martin, who has been homeless since childhood, although he seems young, has a lot of eyes. The more people talk to him and persuade him, the more he becomes.

He wondered if there was some conspiracy, but Fred's understatement made him feel that it was somewhat true.

While hesitating, Fred called someone to send him out: "Since you don't want to say it, and I don't intend to force you, let me send you back."

"Wait, I didn't!" Martin wanted to say something, but he was picked up by two maids and walked out the door. Although they were two women, they were still two adult women. They ignored Martin's struggle and just said it without any explanation.

Martin carried it out quietly.

Safi felt it was inappropriate, but the palace was the royal family's territory, and she did not have the position to speak up and stop the maid's behavior.

"Your Highness," she could only say tactfully, "I haven't found any useful clues from that child yet."

"No need." Fred smiled after hearing this, "I don't need to get any clues from him. The fact that he walked out of the palace safely is enough for the clues to come out on their own."

Safi was stunned and fell into deep thought.

Fred shook his head. Maybe it was because the Prime Minister himself was a rigid and serious person, and Safi acted too strictly, but even this in Fred's eyes was very cute.

"The ghetto has existed for too long." Fred gave Safi a hint, saying exactly what Safi had guessed but didn't dare to confirm.

"Your Highness?" Safi was shocked, "Your idea is too bold. I think we are not ready enough to deal with the slums."

The slums have existed since the founding of the kingdom. If the demons are a threat from outside, then the slums are an internal worry.

Just like light and shadow always go hand in hand, the royal family represents light, so in contrast, there are countless demons and monsters born in the darkness. They lurk quietly in the shadows, gradually building their own system, and becoming

to another kingdom.

How could the royal family allow such a thing to happen, but the demons were the primary enemy before, and the slums were temporarily released.

There is also an avenue in the slums called "Abandoned Avenue", which means that the slums are places abandoned by the royal family. Here, all laws and regulations designated by the royal family can be ignored.

The slums have long become a serious problem for the royal family. There is no room for any goodwill and conscience in that place, betrayal is commonplace, violence is the only truth, and everyone there only follows the law of the jungle.

The royal family thought of ways to solve the slum area, but the distance between the abandoned avenue and the Bronze Avenue was too close. Just being separated by a wall would bring a lot of trouble to the residents of Bronze Avenue, so it has been shelved.

But now Fred says that his target is the slums?

Two weekend updates will start tomorrow!

(End of chapter)