Chapter 198 - Sin City (1/2)

The second guard was shocked by Evan's actions. He had not expected that a seemingly simple guy could do something like that.

The man didn't even dare to attack Evan, he didn't have the courage to do it. He knew that Evan would kill him just as quickly.

While the man was trying to figure out what to do in such a situation, Evan walked past him with a calm expression on his face.

Most of Inlas was the slums, and that's where Evan found himself. He looked around and thought to himself, <I haven't seen streets like this in a long time. There was dirt everywhere, broken-down houses, dilapidated walls, and lots of poor people walking around in torn and old clothes. Although, only that way such a place could look.>

Evan passed a narrow alleyway where three people were talking. A man's gruff voice was heard, ”Listen, buddy, we're protecting you from bandits, and that's why you have to share with us.”

He was tall, bald, and dressed in simple leather armor.

The young and frail-looking guy stammered back, ”I don't have any money...I don't have enough for food...please...”

Bam.

The second man immediately punched him in the stomach and said harshly: ”You know, you could be sold on the black market and get a lot of money. My brother and I are good people, and that's why we protect you, and you don't want to share with us?!”

After such a hard blow, the young lad could barely keep his feet. With trembling hands, he handed them a pouch of copper coins.

”AHAHA, okay then, we'll be back next month. Have a good job.”

The bald man said contentedly and headed for the exit. But suddenly they saw a tall young man in a long black coat. Evan was standing at the end of the alley leaning against the wall. He stared at the bandits with a curious look.

”You, what do you want?!” One of them asked rudely.

They thought Evan wanted to deal with them for robbing the guy.

”You've just said you could sell this guy on the black market. That means you know where it is, right?” Evan said calmly. He wasn't interested in this guy's fate, he needed to find the entrance to the black market, and these two could help him with that.

One bandit smirked: ”Sure, this town is one big black market, but I know what you mean. Five silver coins, and I'll take you there.”

Evan nodded and put his hand in his pocket, and pulled out five silver coins.

Evan's pockets were not full of coins, they were empty. When he put his hand in his pocket, he simply pulled those coins out of his spatial ring. Evan knew where he was going and prepared in advance by exchanging gold coins for silver and copper coins.

He tossed them to the man and said briefly: ”Show the way.”

The bandit smiled contentedly and, with his companion, headed for the exit of the alley, ”Okay, follow me.”

In the slums, even five silver coins were a luxury. Most of the people here worked all day for just a few copper coins. There were many rich people in this city, but there were hundreds of times more poor people.

”Wait!”

They were about to leave when suddenly they heard the voice of the guy who had just been beaten and robbed.

”А? What more do you want?” The bald man said, irritated. He didn't want this guy to make him look bad in front of a wealthy client like Evan.