Devil's Bible

At night, the nobles could no longer maintain any semblance of dignity.

He sat in the dilapidated house, wondering where he could get food.

At the same time, I felt drowsy.

But at this moment, he dared not fall asleep.

it's too cold.

He couldn't find any fuel and couldn't start a fire.

The temperature is too low.

Once you fall asleep, there's a good chance you'll never wake up again.

The pressure to survive had left him with no other thoughts.

"Tomorrow, I must find a day-wage job, no matter what it is."

"Just to find a job and get any food."

"I can live for the last few days."

Two days of the week have already passed, and there are still five days left.

With enough food and some fuel, you can light a fire.

He can tough it out and make it through the remaining five days.

I want him dead...

“Impossible. If all else fails, I can use some special methods.” The nobleman looked into the distance, where a few lights were still flickering in the windows.

Clearly, although resources are scarce in the lower city, there are always some people who manage to acquire them and survive.

"If I can't obtain resources, then when necessary, I can seize resources from others!" The nobleman carefully considered the possibility of this.

Although robbery is undignified for nobles, they only robbed the lower classes.

It's okay to lose a little dignity.

Anyway, he wouldn't consider it a moral issue.

When he woke up the next day, he stretched his stiff body and then went to look for a job.

However, they found that the snow was even thicker.

At the same time, a grayish-green mist was spreading in the air in the distance, and that mist was approaching him.

"What is that?" The nobleman stared blankly at the mist, not understanding what it was, but he knew that the mist was not a good thing.

"Sewage Discharge Day..." The eldest princess looked at all this with a livid face.

Since her moral compass collapsed, she has devoted herself entirely to these matters, and has sought out people to specifically learn about all sorts of things happening in the lower district.

The so-called Sewage Discharge Day is a day each month when the people of the Upper Town send all the garbage from the Upper Town to the Lower Town and use a special blessed treasure to crush the garbage.

The pulverized waste forms this grayish-green mist.

Normally, these fogs would be contained in an underground structure during the treatment process.

Once the fog settles, it will form a special type of soil.

These soils, once properly buried, will not cause pollution.

However, that building fell into disrepair a few years ago.

For some reason, no one has been able to fix it.

In addition, this fog was mostly blowing towards the lower city area.

So nobody cared.

Throughout the day, no one in the lower town dared to go out, and they would keep their doors and windows tightly closed, paying close attention to the whereabouts of their gray-green mist.

This substance becomes less harmful after settling, but in its misty state, inhaling too much can cause various health problems.

Seeing this scene, he'd be lucky to survive in this dilapidated house, let alone find a job today.

The nobleman frowned and prepared to 'rob' the place.

He first went to his neighbor's house to ask if they could take him in.

However, the only answer I received was "Get lost!"
At the same time, he could also hear the sounds of people in the room taking things out of their pockets.

"A bunch of lowly, despicable people, so utterly devoid of compassion," the nobleman thought to himself, feeling no remorse for robbing them. "Sir, please help me! I really just want to stay for one more day!" the nobleman pleaded, trying to lower the guard of those inside while preparing to launch his attack.

In his view, the reason he was in such a miserable state was not because of his lack of ability, but because he had arrived here suddenly and lacked understanding of the lower city.

If he has the starting status and resources, then he can accumulate wealth very quickly.

Even if one cannot become a nobleman, one can still become a wealthy merchant.

Now that he has chosen to set aside some of the dignity of the nobility, he can easily defeat these lower-class people with his wisdom and methods.

"Stop harassing me in front of my house."

"I've seen plenty of people like you," the person inside the room said coldly.

"Fine, fine, fine." The nobleman pretended to be angry and picked up a stone to smash the door.

In reality, he was secretly listening to the sounds coming from inside the house.

Hearing footsteps approaching, he turned and hid in a snow pit that had been dug earlier.

The pit could not be observed from the doorway or windows of the other party's house.

At the same time, observe the gray-green fog in the distance.

The fog was still some distance away from him.

It's estimated that it will float over to him in less than ten minutes.

After the door was opened, no one came out. After looking around and not seeing anyone, he cursed a few times and closed the door again.

Upon seeing this, the nobleman smiled.

Then he lowered his pace and went to the door to bang on it.

Then they heard footsteps approaching quickly from inside the house.

The nobleman immediately hid in the snow pit.

After opening the door, the man cursed a few more times, then chased after the nobleman and looked around. Finding no trace of him, he retreated back inside.

The third time, the nobleman first dug up a corpse in the snow, stood it up, and disguised it as himself.

Get closer to the house and tap the wall with a flicking motion.

This third time, the other party's anger will reach its peak.

They might chase after him recklessly, while you hide to the side and knock him unconscious with a single rock.

The other person's house and food will all be his!
Sure enough, the footsteps inside quickly approached the next moment.

The door suddenly opened.

Then a figure walked out from inside the door.

The nobleman laughed, thinking the other party was too foolish.

He swung the stone in his hand, about to smash it into the figure's head.

However, the moment the stone hit the ground, he felt that the stone in his hand did not land firmly.

Only then did he realize that the figure that had emerged was just a scarecrow made of sticks, straw, and clothes!

Before he could even panic, he was grabbed by a large hand.

Then a powerful slap landed on his face.

"I've seen plenty of people like you!" Many people in the lower city have actually abandoned all morality.

Some immoral people will do anything to survive.

Anyone who can live in the lower city for a long time must be shameless and ruthless.

The little tricks the nobles used were, frankly, far too obvious.

"Since you've attacked me, then you're out of luck!" The man smiled at the nobleman, then grabbed the nobleman's body and dragged him into the room.

Although it's unclear what will happen, a bad feeling has already set in.

"I surrender! I surrender!!"

With the words of surrender uttered, the king produced the Golden Fleece, acknowledging that he had lost the bet. (End of Chapter)