The sense of crisis disappeared in a flash.

But the drunk man in front of him quickly put away his scrutinizing gaze and became lazy again.

"Alert Magic Academy..."

His eyes scanned the warlock back and forth.

This young man is quite handsome, and he feels good in every sense of the word.

Unlike other friends, he has a Longyang addiction and his sexual orientation is normal.

But he still had some feelings for this handsome man.

So in the end, he did not go to investigate the young warlock. Instead, he looked at the newspaper again and said calmly: "You should have just graduated from elementary school this year?"

"That's right."

"There's no way a warlock like you can survive in this city."

The man still smelled of alcohol, but he no longer had that drunken expression. His voice was deep and slightly hoarse, and he spoke very slowly, like someone who had been in a high position for a long time.

There's no way to survive here?

Ken had some doubts in his heart.

He saw the man put down the newspaper.

The alcoholic man initially just wanted to question the origins of Ken Servais to prevent the Gray Wings from getting mixed up with the lackeys of the cultists.

You know, even Restoration City...the central city of the three human kingdoms has been invaded by evil gods!

Although their city retains a strong strength due to some reasons, it is still impossible to compare with those of the Three Kingdoms.

At this time, every new face should be taken to the concentration camp outside the city to have his or her identity confirmed before entering the city.

But for some reason, looking at Ken Servais's face, he felt an inexplicable love for talent, and couldn't help but mention a few words.

Unlike his friends, he has a Long Yang addiction and his sexual orientation is normal.

He just thinks that this young man is very talented. If he doesn't die, he may achieve great things and achievements in the future. If he dies because he doesn't adapt to the rules of the city, that would be inappropriate.

Ken saw that the man had calmed down his breathing and said no more, so he asked patiently and seriously: "Excuse me, what do you mean if you can't survive?"

"Do you know what this city is like?"

The man raised his finger and said, "As long as it does not violate the city lord's regulations, there are no taboos."

"What are the city lord's rules?"

"Because the city lord didn't clearly state his rules, the people in the gang here can only use their lives to try and make mistakes, and they won't share the results of the trials."

"Is this so..."

Ken frowned.

The highest level of this city seems to be the gray-winged city lord.

He definitely has the most powerful force and power.

Otherwise, using the same rules as the Riddler, I'm afraid the first person to die would be the city lord himself.

The city lord is a strong man with legendary strength, but the city lord's men don't know what means to use to control the "rules" in the city.

"So..." The man continued to speak like a teacher: "Only by joining a gang can you ensure that you live longer."

"so……"

"Because the rules of the city lord are the lowest rules, and besides these rules, there are other rules, which are the rules of the gang."

The man said slowly: "Every land here has its own rules, including this tavern. These rules are written by each gang themselves. If you want to go to war with this gang or commit suicide, you are free to do so.

Violate their rules."

I see.

No wonder this city did not turn into a chaotic battlefield, but instead the various gangs in the city negotiated together.

"Judging from your recent graduates from Alert College, you definitely want to join a gang directly."

The man spoke as if he had seen through Ken's heart.

Ken nodded calmly and answered:

"That's right."

"But no gang will want you. No matter you are a warlock from Alert Magic Academy or a magician from Santa Garcia Magic Academy, as long as you fail to meet an important requirement, no one will want you."

The man shook his glass and took a sip gracefully.

This man's actions always gave Ken a sense of elegance, like that of a great nobleman.

He opened his mouth and said:

"That's fame. Only with fame can you choose a gang that can ensure your own safety."

Fame.

Very important to these gangs.

"This city is not the beautiful city described by your instructor when you were in school. You can't join any gang with just a diploma and certificate.

To be honest, no matter what, before joining a gang, you must first confirm whether you are qualified to join the gang. If you are not qualified enough for your status, then they have ulterior motives."

The man looked at Ken's face.

Unlike his friends, he has a Long Yang addiction and his sexual orientation is normal.

But his friends are all real Longyang addicts!

Ken's eyes darkened.

Are you eligible to join...

What should he say when he joins a gang?

Ken Servais, graduated from Alert School of Magic and Trickster School half a month ago, tutor Nora, three-ring warlock...

He dare not say that he is a fourth-ring warlock.

A twenty-six-year-old fourth-ring warlock is a bit scary.

Then, write down what honors and famous things you have received.

First-level merit in the temple.

It has been eighty years since the honor was bestowed upon anyone.

But it appeared in the hands of a warlock.

Isn't this just a famous brand? It's like directly shouting: "I am a hunter".

Although the reputation is indeed big enough.

Maybe if he goes out, those gangs will basically rush to get him.

After all... the three human kingdoms basically know the existence of [Hunter], a complete heretic hunter...

But Ken doesn’t want to alert the enemy!

Whether it's joining a gang or anything else, the premise is to hide one's identity.

As long as his identity is not discovered by the Guiyuan Cult, there is still hope for everything.

'The Paladin has really given me a great reputation...'

Ken thought helplessly.

I told Charles at that time that I wanted merit.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Unexpectedly, Charles not only gave to himself, but also gave a lot.

A feat that has not been done for eighty years!

As long as you use this reputation, it is equivalent to instantly opening up a whole map of evil forces to ridicule you.

Finding a job and subsequently joining a gang…

For now, you need to create your own reputation.

Ken looked at the man with a drunken face and asked, "Is there any way to increase my reputation in the city?"

"There are many ways."

The man nodded and said: "Generally speaking, winning streaks in these places can easily increase one's reputation... This is the most popular place for Gray Wings, and it is also the easiest place to accumulate fame.

"

His eyes caught sight of Ken's thin skin and tender flesh, he hesitated for a moment, and then said: "But this kind of place is even more dangerous for a fledgling warlock."

A third-level warlock would probably be killed quickly in a place like that.

After all, the effect of the program there is to brutally kill all the losers.

And for more interest and drama, the personnel for each battle are not fixed.
To be continued...