If he continues to explore, he might really get angry.

After people watch the fun, they forget about it and pass pedestrians one after another on the street again.

The little boy knelt there in shock.

Ken's face was not covered.

And even if his face is covered, his lingering charm will affect others.

Wallis knelt on the spot, feeling inexplicably regretful.

He did not regret his behavior, but felt ashamed that he had stolen the man's wallet.

And in the tavern coming out of Polis, there was a wine table in the corner.

The man was so drunk that he said in a daze: "That man must be a foreigner. He obviously looks like a weakling, but for some reason he doesn't want him to be beaten. It's really strange."

"Hmm, it's really strange."

The man at the same table with him smiled and took a big sip from his wine glass. Then the smiling man said:

"Just because he doesn't advocate violence doesn't mean he's a weakling. It may also mean he has principles."

"I don't want to hear what you say."

The drunk man said dissatisfiedly: "You kid, please tell me secretly, don't leave later..."

He burped drunkenly, and then said: "That man doesn't look like an ordinary person. I want to introduce him to a gang. Tsk, just recommend him next time I see him..."

"Hmm, I really should recommend it."

The man sitting with him smiled and agreed.

"Um……"

This drunkard is drunk and has poor judgment.

He thought about the way he communicated with the man. The man inexplicably attracted his attention. The more he thought about him, the more he felt attracted to the man and inexplicably wanted to understand him in depth.

Inexplicably, the drunk man sobered up and said seriously:

"I always feel that following a man like that is actually not bad. I think many people think the same way. With such a handsome face that makes people approachable, especially in this city, it is very obvious..."

The drunk man turned his head, looked at his companion, and said: "That person will definitely become the one in the gray wings..."

His words suddenly stopped.

He saw the face of his companion.

His companion is a brother of the Warhead Gang like himself, and he is very familiar with this brother.

The other person is in his fifties, considered middle-aged, but his temples are gray and he looks very old.

And he has always been very cold-tempered.

But now, this person who has always been cold-tempered has a smile on his face.

The drunk man felt a chill inexplicably, and he said:

"No, don't scare me, you won't drink too much, right..."

"Yeah, I did drink too much."

The companion responded with a smile.

The smile of his companion gradually became ferocious and unnatural in the eyes of the drunk.

Then, the smiling companion pointed to the glass.

"Don't be so scared. Why don't you find something interesting to do to have fun?"

Have fun with interesting things...

The man in front of him was definitely not his companion.

but.

The drunk man turned his head.

Look at the glass pointed at by your previous companion.

The glass reflected his face, and he also had a twisted smile on his face.

"Indeed, it would be nice to have fun~"

…

The city is in chaos.

Sin does not hide in the shadows.

Sin is laid out openly.

But Ken was not in trouble.

With Ken's current charm, few people are willing to hurt him.

His temperament comes out naturally.

After all, the average human's charm value is only 5.

After Ken reached the fourth ring, his charisma has exceeded 30 and has now reached 34.

"In a sense, I really fit in here..."

Ken said calmly: "But I don't like it here."

This place, like other places in the world, is a shabby place, and unlike other places, these places use beauty to cover up terror, use order as a weapon, and guard against attacks.

And here, it's worse than other places.

Ken is here, and he should be able to do a lot of things with his charm...

Ken will not give up using any ability that can give him an advantage, so he will use his charm reasonably.

Next, it’s time to find a way to investigate more things, especially about the group of madmen who created gods.

Guiyuan Sect originally belongs to a certain sect with a special status.

They don't believe in evil gods.

Moreover, they act unscrupulously and are willing to do whatever it takes to make gods.

This is the fertile ground for the growth of Guiyuan Sect.

Ken shook his head.

In such a chaotic crime city, if you rely solely on charm, you may not be able to get any information about the Guiyuan Cult.

It will also be noticed by the Guiyuan Cult.

after all.

The members of the [Servis] family seem to have special significance to the Guiyuan Sect.

So Ken needs to join a local gang.

Only in this way can Ken truly integrate into this place and obtain the corresponding resources, otherwise he will only run into obstacles everywhere.

You have to think long term.

It may take a lot of effort to integrate into this city.

Ken returns to Juliana's mansion.

On the roof of a two-story building.

The owner of this house, Juliana, is holding a wine glass and drinking slowly.

Sensing Ken's arrival.

She nodded to Ken, and then started drinking to herself again.

What a strange woman.

Is she an epic warrior?

Ken looked at Juliana with doubtful eyes.

Judging from the fluctuations I felt before, there is no doubt that it is.

After entering the epic level, life is consumed rapidly. If you don't go further, you will only die.

But Juliana's look of enjoying herself... doesn't look like she has a countdown.

She is not a paladin, so there is no way she can ignore the side effects.

So why did she enter the epic level?

Such drunkenness and pleasure are, in a sense, no different from seeking death!

Ken didn't bother her anymore.

He is tired and needs rest.
To be continued...