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"Hey, another nosy guy is here?" Noticing Xiaonan's arrival, the men who knocked the girl down turned their heads.

These people had very strange looks and attire, and their arms seemed to have some kind of special machinery strapped to them. Their hair was also colorful and had all sorts of strange hairstyles.

"Venomous Snake, this is none of her business!" The pink-haired girl seemed afraid that Xiaonan would be implicated, and shouted: "It's me who's looking for you, you'd better..."

Bang.

Before she could finish her words, the man called Viper kicked her in the face. "Stop talking nonsense! Who do you think you are? Without your damned adoptive father, you're nothing! I won't even give face to your damned adoptive father, Vander!"

"Wait a minute." Xiaonan shook his head and interrupted, "I want to ask first, what exactly is going on here? Who can explain it to me?"

"You are the fucking one..." One of the men with messy hair seemed to want to say something arrogant, but before he could finish his words, he flew out like a parabola.

Bang.

There was a huge muffled sound.

The man with the messy hair slammed his body against the wall behind him, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Is anyone willing to have a friendly exchange?" Xiaonan tilted his head and smiled.

"Damn it, this guy is no pushover!"

"Boss, what should we do?"

Seeing the miserable state of the man with the messy hair, the other gangsters immediately panicked.

"Sir, where are you from?" Viper swallowed hard, suppressing his heart palpitations and said, "We are Baron Bright's men. These little bastards have been trying to stop us from working for him."

"What exactly do you do?" Xiaonan asked again.

"They're selling fluorescent powder!" the pink-haired girl seized the opportunity and shouted, "That's harmful. If you get infected, you'll have to rely on it for a living!"

"So that's how it is." Xiaonan suddenly realized, nodded and said, "I think I know it now." The spiritual pressure on his body surged, and a ray of silver light flashed up.

Puff puff.

The Vipers stood frozen in place, their consciousness falling into eternal darkness.

The pink-haired girl also felt a sense of relief at this time and stood up from the ground. "What happened to them?"

"It's nothing, I just went to the place where I should go." Xiaonan smiled slightly and said, "My name is Xiaonan, and I'm from the Far East. Little sister, can you tell me where this place is?" As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand.

"My name is Wei." The pink-haired girl was silent for a moment, then finally extended her left hand. "This is Zaun. Welcome to Zaun."

933 The Strange Young Master

Book Artist: Zuan? This, this is a place name?

Lazy Kitten: Oh wow. I was wondering if this looked familiar? It's Zaun!

Book Artist: No, isn't this place name strange? Whose genius came up with this idea? May our ancestors live in peace, so it's called Zu'an?

Skirt-lifting maniac: Hahahaha, Ali-chan, your explanation of the place name is a bit magical.

Book artist: That’s right, what other explanation is there?

Lin Fengjiao: Is it possible that people from other worlds think differently from us?

The illustrator of the book: Even if they are different, don't they have ancestors? They must have, so there's nothing wrong with them living in peace.

This is an actor: Well, there is nothing wrong with your explanation.

After the message was sent, An Ran looked at the person in front of her and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Before him stood a group of guards clad in iron armor, swords hanging from their waists. The leader was a young, brown-haired man with freckles on his face. He gazed curiously at the manor, his eyes wandering back and forth.

"Is there something?" An Ran spoke first, asking with a calm expression.

"Ah, hello." The young man, who clearly looked like a noble, bowed slightly and behaved politely. "I am Arian La Valette, the eldest son of Baron La Valette."

"An Ran, a demon hunter." An Ran also introduced himself.

"Demon Hunter?" The boy's eyes widened in shock. "You're a demon hunter? The kind that kills with a steel sword and exorcises demons with a silver one?"

"If you think it is, then it is." An Ran's mouth twitched slightly, thinking that this was another young nobleman who was poisoned by little stories.

In these short stories, the role of the demon hunter is usually both good and evil. They hunt monsters, which is good, but they are also full of interest in killing humans.

In the context of these stories, the witcher is a complete mutant monster.

They have no emotions in their hearts, only the desire to kill. Whether human or monster, anyone who stands before them will be killed by their sword.

It is precisely because of the false rumors in these stories and novels that the world, both commoners and nobles, have an instinctive aversion and fear towards witchers.

of course.

In addition to the rumors that the witcher is cold-blooded and ruthless, there are also rumors that the witcher will capture other children and use them to cultivate new mutants.

However, the young man before him didn't seem to completely believe the rumors. Curiosity filled his eyes. "If you're a demon hunter, why are you in a place like this? Could it be that this manor was built by some incredible demon?"

Yes, that's right.

Young Aryan had come to see this manor, which had suddenly appeared. After all, this was the territory of the Barony of La Valetti. The sudden appearance of such a large manor on their territory made it logical for the La Valetti family, as the lords, to come and inspect it.

However, because old La Valette was too frail and ill to leave his home, the young Arion took over the responsibility. A conscientious and responsible man, he wanted to give his subjects an account, even if it meant facing an invincible monster.

"No, I built this." To Aryan's surprise, the young witcher shook his head. "I plan to open an orphanage here."

"Orphanage?" Aryan's eyes widened in shock. "You want to open an orphanage here?"

"Why, do I need to pay taxes?" An Ran raised her eyebrows.

"Not really." Aryan shook his head and explained, "Although this is within La Valette's territory, it's not marked by any authority. Anyone who is a citizen of the kingdom can live here."

"Young Master!" The guard next to him became anxious when he heard his young master say this.

They felt that their young master's behavior was simply a waste of money!

While it's true that this place isn't marked, since it's within Baron La Valette's territory, the land naturally belongs to the Baron's family. Outsiders who come to live and build here must pay at least 30% in taxes. How can they give it away for free? This young master is such a spendthrift!

"Do you want me to violate the kingdom's laws?" Aryan turned to look at his guards and said sternly, "As model nobles, we cannot disobey the king's orders!"

Okay, this kid is a little silly.

The guards fell into a silent silence. Nowadays, which noble would truly abide by the laws of the kingdom? Nobles were nobles because they were the tyrants of their territories. It was a common understanding throughout the kingdom that the laws of the kingdom did not apply to the nobility.

However, this matter cannot be made public, and the guards can't say anything more.

"Are there many homeless children in your orphanage?" Aryan was obviously very curious about the manor in front of him and asked again.

"About two hundred people in total." An Ran didn't hide anything and said frankly, "They come from all corners of the country."

"It's so lively." Arian's face showed a hint of envy, and he even forgot why he ran here in the first place. "Unlike my family, I'm the only child. But my mother said she really wants to have another child. However, I may have to wait a long time."

"It won't be long." An Ran's words clearly had a hidden meaning.

The young master didn't know, but An Ran knew very well, that his mother was pregnant. But the child was not her husband's, but the king's.

When the young master learned the truth, he flew into a rage and rebelled. He was eventually defeated and lost his life in a duel with the king's close friend Geralt.

"I hope so." The young master didn't catch An Ran's hidden meaning and suddenly said, "By the way, do you still need a teacher to teach the children here? I think I can do it..."

Being a teacher was secondary; he really just wanted a playmate of his own age. Even if they weren't his own age, a little younger would be fine.

"Young Master?!" The guards around were all stunned. They had no idea why their young master would have such an idea.

"We don't lack teachers." An Ran shook her head slightly and smiled, "But we welcome anyone to be our student."

934 Vandel's Compromise

"Student? Are you really planning to take that young master as your student?" After Aryan and the others left, the little black cat Gabby finally couldn't help but ask. "Are you kidding?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?" An Ran looked at the children who were studying text annotation seriously and said with a smile.

"But he shouldn't need to study our courses, right?" Gaby scratched his head and said, "Noble families all have tutors."

"Not necessary at the moment." An Ran walked into her bedroom and picked up the book on the table. "But that doesn't mean nobles can learn everything. Even the royal family wouldn't teach me what I have here."

Gaby was stunned, his face full of confusion. "Can't the royal family teach me?"

"Hmm, I can use this as an experiment." An Ran didn't hide anything and said bluntly, "An experiment to see the future direction of this world."

Gabby clearly didn't understand what he was saying, but he didn't argue. He knew very well that his young demon hunter partner would never do anything wrong.

The man and the cat said nothing more, and An Ran turned her attention to the group chat.

Lazy Kitten: Zaun, I remember that many characters in League of Legends were from Zaun. But this Zaun seems a bit different from the one I remember.

This is an actor: Oh? What's your impression of Zaun?

Lazy Kitten: How should I put it? It should be some kind of secret experimental base. But now the scene looks more like a slum. Did the background change again, or is there something new added?

This is an actor: Battle of Two Cities, haven’t you seen it?

Lazy Kitten: What?

This is an actor: I traveled through time and space before the League of Legends anime series was released online. The theme revolves around Zaun and Piltover. The protagonists are the two sisters Wei.

Lazy Kitten: There is such a thing?

This is an actor: Even if you haven't watched the anime, you must have heard the song "Lone Hero"? It's the theme song of this anime.

Lazy Kitten; Huh? Lone Hero is the theme song for this?

It's an actor: Yes.

Lazy Kitten: This is the first time I've heard of it. What's the Battle of the Two Cities about? Brother An Ran, can you give me some memory?

This is an actor: Unfortunately, I have only heard of him and have not seen him.

Lazy Kitten: Ah, this...

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: No problem, the lack of memories actually makes the exploration more interesting. Speaking of which, this Zaun City looks quite interesting.

What Xiaonan meant by "interesting" here was that this city was indeed a bit beyond her expectations, as it was able to perfectly integrate technology and poverty.

All the facilities in this city are full of technology, and even the drinking water is pumped from the sea through a special clutch pump.

But the pollution here is also very serious. There is a very special pollutant floating in the air. Although it will not cause any harm to Xiaonan's body, ordinary people will definitely have problems if they inhale too much.

Fortunately, the ordinary people here seem to have long been accustomed to this kind of pollution, and almost everyone has some kind of immunity in their bodies. Moreover, many people here have undergone some kind of mechanized transformation, which is full of technology.

Even so, both the architecture and the people's mental state can be summed up in one word: poverty. Logically, with such productivity, there shouldn't be any poor households, but the reality is stark.

Xiaonan thought so in his heart, and walked into a tavern under Wei's guidance. The name of the tavern was Fugen, and the owner was a middle-aged man with a beard.

He was quite muscular, with lumps of muscle visible on his body. He had a cigar between his lips and looked at Xiaonan with a scrutinizing gaze. "Thank you for saving Wei. My name is Fandel."

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment and then decided to get straight to the point, handing Xiaonan a dark red drink.

"I don't drink." Xiaonan shook his head and said, "I don't like wine with a fishy smell."

Fandel was stunned for a moment, then took the wine glass back from the table and turned around to get a cup of hot milk. "Madam, your accent doesn't sound like someone from the East, Demacian."

"I just said that I'm from the Far East, and I didn't say I'm Demacian." Xiaonan took the milk and drank it all.

"The east of Demacia is Shurima, and your fair skin clearly isn't from Shurima either." Fandel took a puff of his cigarette and said calmly, "This city isn't suitable for you."

"Oh?" Xiaonan grinned and said, "What if I insist on staying here?"

"Sometimes being too stubborn isn't a good thing." Fandel sighed and said, "There's a separate room on the second floor of my tavern. If you like, you can stay here first."

"Thank you." Xiaonan nodded slightly and took the key from the other person.

Fandel looked at her leaving back, a look of worry on his face.

"That's not like you, Boss." The other man with the Mediterranean hair came over after Xiaonan completely disappeared. "From what I've seen, you wouldn't compromise with a little bitch like that."

"I certainly won't compromise with a little bitch," Fandel nodded slightly, agreeing, "but if this little bitch is a monster, that's another matter."

"Monster?" The Mediterranean man blinked, his face full of confusion. "What kind of monster is even weirder than you?"

You know, Vandel is the true King of the Alley. His iron fists are practically unbeatable throughout the entire Alley. How could such a monster actually call someone else a monster?

This aroused strong curiosity in the Mediterranean men.

"Me?" Fandel shook his head. "There's no comparison, man. I can sense that if she wanted to... she could kill everyone in our tavern in a split second."

hiss.

Hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but gasp.