Alien Knights

Compared with the urban landscape under the sun, the underground sewage pipeline network in Muxi City is a completely different world.

From the engineering drawings of the sewer, the shape of the entire pipe network system is somewhat similar to "a cross embedded in a ring".

The entire sewer project was first built in March 1171. After one year, the total length of the excavation exceeded 3.8 kilometers, and it was responsible for the sewage discharge of 70% of the entire city's population. From the perspective of today, this municipal project may not be considered a big deal, but from the perspective of medieval conditions, it is completely a miracle.

The reason why the Muxi Water Network can be completed so efficiently and quickly is due to the industrial application of "earthquake fungus" and "soil solidification" on the one hand, and on the other hand, because Muxi City is located by the sea, and the loose soil is conducive to excavation.

Shuttle through this sewer like an underground corridor, without the guidance of the moon and stars, the only thing that can provide faint light are some unknown fluorescent mushrooms that grow beside the sewer.

A mysterious man wearing a robe and a hood walked on the corridor of the sewer. In the palm of his right hand, a bright flame rose, illuminating everything around him.

He walked along the circular sewer to the intersection, and then turned to the sewage platform in the middle of the underground.

This underground room of less than 100 square meters is located in the center of the entire sewage pipe world, with the Church Square in Muxi City above its head.

The mysterious man stepped onto the sewage platform and was attracted by the sticky objects under his feet.

It seems that a "blanket made of blood vessels" is spread all over the ground and walls, and occasionally some undigested human remains can be seen hidden in it. Countless blood-colored worms shuttle and swim in the "blanket", devouring pieces of meat and waste, constantly growing and laying eggs.

"Leslie, you're late, what do I need from you?"

A deep voice came from the darkness, and Clarence, who had changed back to his original appearance, appeared in the firelight, smiling and looking at the person in front of him.

The mysterious man slowly took off his hood, and the red mark on his forehead was particularly dazzling. It was Alfonso's subordinate, the "flame breath" alien - Leslie.

"Grand Elder, I thought last time was the last time." Leslie's face was expressionless, but his voice trembled slightly: "You promised before that if I provide you with the list of biochemical factories, you will give my master peace and serenity, and unlock this "soul link" on me!"

Clarence looked at Leslie and shook his head and said, "Son, your request makes me feel sad. You belong to the "Presbyterian Church", and the "soul link" between us, you should regard it as an honor."

The flame in Leslie's hand trembled a few times: "For so many years, you have just used me to monitor Lord Alfonso."

"The word 'surveillance' is not accurate. I prefer 'observation'. His loyalty, his character, and his choices, don't you find it interesting that you have been with him for so long?" Clarence spread his hands and said, "I need someone to follow him and record his life without being discovered by him."

Leslie was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice: "Grand Elder, I beg you again, please let Lord Alfonso go."

Clarence gave him a sideways look, drawing out a questioning sound.

"You gave the "Sutherland Legacy" to his wife, causing the latter to mutate and kill his own child." Leslie's left hand tightly grasped the corner of his clothes, trying to keep his tone calm: "You gave the "keel" to Alfonso, and watched him slaughter his relatives with his own eyes. In the end, you asked me to pretend to be saved by him and stay behind to monitor his every move...I don't understand, I really don't understand, what's the point of all this?"

"Meaning? I built a stage on which a play called 'Human Nature' was performed, that's all."

Clarence's words made Leslie look up in surprise.

"Stage? Drama?"

"I never believe that there is such a thing as "pure goodness" in this world. Anyone's behavior has a strong tendency to be self-interested. Even those who give food and wealth to others without compensation, what they pursue in their hearts is only the psychological satisfaction brought about by "good deeds." Clawrence touched his chin and said: "I have seen countless "saints" and "virtuous people".

"So, I use tragedy and doom to set up a stage for those saints, from the perspective of an observer, to see whether "humanity" will eventually devour their "hypocrisy."

Leslie's expression looked like he saw a monster.

Clarence smiled and said, "Do you think I have a brain problem? Or a psychopath? It doesn't matter. Many people have accused me in person. Or, if you regard my observation behavior as a personal hobby, you will understand better. As for Alfonso... To be honest, my interest in him has gradually diminished..."

Leslie raised his head sharply: "You mean, don't plan to monitor him anymore?!"

"I have found a more perfect performer, but his observation may force me to break the rules of the past and change from an observer to a conversationalist. Because he carries some important information to me. So, Leslie, give me what I need."

Looking at Clarence's hand reaching out to him, Leslie hesitated.

The former said again: "As long as you give me what I want, the surveillance mission on Alfonso will officially end, and you will be free again."

After thinking over and over again, Leslie finally took out a blueprint from his pocket and handed it to the other party.

Clarence unfolded the drawing slowly, looked at the map drawn on it and the marked time, nodded and smiled and said, "With your master's position, your relationship with the guards has really helped me a lot! Hmm... the timetable for the "Advent" mass ceremony the day after tomorrow, as well as the personnel distribution map of the church square, that's great, this is what I want."

Leslie put on his hood and said solemnly: "Elder Elder, please remember your promise. From now on, please don't disturb Lord Alfonso's life."

After saying this, Leslie turned and disappeared at the end of the sewer.

"Why not kill him here?"

Sabrina's figure emerged from the darkness, tilting her head and asking Clarence.

The latter looked at the blueprint in his hand and explained: "First, if you kill him now, you won't see your attendants for two days, which will arouse Alfonso's suspicion; second, Leslie is not as stupid as you think, as far as I know, he has made some preparations before meeting us every time; third, this child will still be useful to us in the future."

Sabrina shrugged noncommittally, leaned over to look at the drawings, and said, "Although we now have the layout of the venue and the schedule of the ceremony. But look, there are almost two wings of guards around the king, not to mention that there will definitely be secret sentries and spies in the crowd, and we can't get close to him at all."

"Close? Who told you that we are going to take the initiative to approach him?"

Sabrina looked at Clarence suspiciously: "If we don't look for him, do you still expect him to fall from the sky?!"

Clarence looked at the gigantic bloodworms wriggling on the wall of the room, turned his head to Sabrina and smiled, "You're right."