They had all been forced to send their siblings, families, and neighbors to the Alchemists� Bell Tower.

�Nothing can go wrong during this operation. I won�t accept it.�

Rex�s pressing voice was almost branded into their minds.

There were soldiers and knights walking around the capital during the night.

However, there were not many knights or soldiers patrolling the slums. This was because there were no lights or lamps in the dark slums, making them have no reason to patrol.

Knock knock knock.

A person with an orb knocked on a door.

Others went into caves that were secretly built in the slums.

Some of them ran to their families.

There were no lights in the dark slums.

However, during this night� The slums were covered with silent anger and cries.

The next day.

�Hello there.�

The guard standing outside the Alchemists� Bell Tower looked toward the person who came up to the door with an odd expression.

�What is it?�

He could see a man wearing shabby but clean clothes smiling at him.

The guard was concerned more about the bloodshot eyes than the respectful smile, but he motioned with his chin for the man to state his business.

The man bowed respectfully before starting to speak.

�I came to meet my older brother.�

�Older brother? An alchemist?�

�His outfit looks too shabby to be the younger brother of an alchemist.�

The man smiled and responded back as the guard�s expression revealed his suspicion.

�Yes sir. My brother Honte went into the Alchemists� Bell Tower fifteen years ago.�

Honte. JrNovels.com