Divine power!
Rumor had it that slaying a God would grant the power of a God.
The rumor had been proven by Perforation Sting's leader Zhen and 2567's Bird of Death.
However, he didn't acquire the Bird of Death's divine power.
Instinctively, Fergus looked at the Bird of Death.
He then saw Kieran pull out the crossbow abandoned by the Gods from his chest and carefully inspect it.
"Impossible!
You were shot by it, how can you be fine?
This is impossible! "
Fergus shouted.
'Kieran' who was holding the crossbow showed a disdainful smile and appeared in front of Fergus in a flash. Before Fergus could react, 'Kieran' pointed his finger at Fergus' forehead.
Right away, Fergus was dragged into an illusion.
Without even knowing what was going on, some secrets hidden in Fergus' heart were spilled out just like that.
'Kieran's' smile didn't change but Hayden Ow's was different.
The branch manager's face changed repeatedly and he couldn't hold back his cry of shock when he heard what Kieran said.
"How could this be …"
"Your Majesty, we need to hurry up and make our move.
Otherwise, the whole of Forest City will be finished! "
Hayden Ow said in a hurry.
"Finished?
How is this possible?
Some bastard has already made his move. "
'Kieran' shook his head and muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear, "Even when that bastard sleeps, one of his eyes is wide open and you guys are playing dirty tricks with him, aren't you guys afraid of death?"
'Kieran' then sighed in pity.
…
At the end of the main street on the left of Rossello Park, there was a winding cobblestone path leading downwards and both sides of the path were lined with shops with dazzling items.
Starting from the bread shop, cheese shop and sausage shop, there were also clothing shops and boot shops.
All the shops were closely related to the people's lives.
The purpose of their existence was to serve the civilians in the streets of Forest City South.
Other than the designated rest days, it was hard for the people to leave their living area and head to the more prosperous and lively streets.
Not only did he not have enough time, he did not have enough money either.
Therefore, small streets like this became the favorite places of the locals.
It was natural that such a small street also had the most popular shops and bosses.
He didn't know about the other streets.
But in this street, Scotdery was the most popular boss. He was humorous and his prices were fair. On top of that, he was old enough, which made him the most respected boss in the entire street.
The wooden signboard was freshly painted after the winter snow melted. The words "Scotdery Shoemaker Shop" were clearly depicted in a large pattern of leather boots.
The glass door, which could accommodate one person, was divided into small squares by green wood. There were a total of 12 squares.
The shoemaker's shop had no display window.
However, there was a mat and an umbrella rack in front of the door.
After pushing the door open, there was an even softer cushion.
The price list was written on a blackboard hanging on the wall.
Repairing shoes —
Leather shoes: 2 yuan.
Cloth shoes: 1 yuan.
(PS: No distinction between long and short tubes.)
Buy shoes —
First row: 25 yuan
Second row: 35 yuan
Third row: 45 yuan
(PS: Only the shoe rack, not the cabinet.)
Custom made —
Men's shoes: 100 yuan
Women's shoes: 200 yuan
(PS: Special request, price negotiable.)
…
The simple prices were easy to understand with a single glance, just like Scotdery himself.
The man was wearing a neat leather apron, his hair was white and he wore a pair of plastic framed glasses. His face was covered in layers of wrinkles but his hands were still steady. The needle was moving in and out of the leather meticulously, every single stitch was as if it was measured by a machine, the distance was perfect.
"What do you need?
Please wait a moment. "
Behind his old but kind voice, Scotdery greeted the customer but he didn't lift his head up, he was concentrating on the shoes that he was about to finish.
"I want a pair of shoes!"
Amidst the muffled voice, the shadow of the guest's enormous body shrouded Scotdery like a small mountain.
Scotdery who was sewing the leather paused for a moment.
"Dear customer, you are blocking the light."
Although Scotdery said so, he continued to work at an accelerated pace. After finishing his work in a few breaths, he heaved a long sigh of relief and lifted his head to size up the customer before him.
"Dear customer, you are really big and strong.
Your feet are wide and strong too, you will need extra thick soles to fit your exertion when you walk. If you can add a heel, it would be perfect.
You are very lucky.
I have a pair of shoes here that fits your needs perfectly. "
The old shoemaker said as he walked to the shoe rack. The big and strong customer impatiently tried to grab the shoes.
The grab was fast and powerful, but it seemed like the shoemaker wasn't accurate enough.
However, it seemed that his aim was not good enough. The old shoemaker took a wrong step and dodged the grab with a shake of his shoulder. Then, he conveniently took out a pair of shoes from the cabinet.
"Come, let me help you try."
The old shoemaker said with a smile and walked over to the big and strong customer.
"Roar!"
The customer was like an infuriated bear, he didn't just roar loudly, his body expanded and threw himself at the old shoemaker.
The wind pressure from the jump was enough to overwhelm a common man.
But the old shoemaker still had a smile on his face. Just like how he had dodged the previous grab, the old shoemaker easily avoided such a pounce.
He even leaned his shoulder towards the customer.
Right away, the tall and buff guest fell down on the ground.
Coincidentally, he fell on the chair that the old shoemaker was sitting on.
Then …
The old shoemaker raised his hand and put the pair of shoes on the customer.
"What a good fit.
"I've said it before."
This is a pair of shoes that suits you very well.
Stand up and take a walk. "
The old shoemaker said.
The angry and furious customer really did what the shoemaker said, he stood up and took a few steps around the shop.
But …
The customer's face was still filled with rage and a sense of fear.
Soon enough, the fear started to spread.
"What did you do to me?!
Why isn't my body listening to my commands?! "
The customer shouted.
"A good pair of shoes can change a life.
You are no exception, my dear customer.
And of course, the few of you. "
The old shoemaker then moved aside, a strand of hair grazing his body.
He simply picked up a roller and stabbed it into his hair.
"Aaaargh!"
A painful scream sounded in the corner of the room.
At the same time, the fire outside the room was extinguished.
"'Bearman', 'Hair Demon', 'Flame Brothers' …"
"Seems like I've been discovered.
But His Majesty seems to be too busy to deal with anything else, that's why he sent you bunch of useless bums out. Don't worry, I won't kill you.
"Once you die, His Majesty will definitely be alerted and be grateful to my greedy collaborator. He has attracted enough attention for me."
"Now!"
I think it's time for me to leave. "
The old shoemaker carefully tidied up his shoes and tools, stuffing them all into a big bag before turning around to Hair Fiend, Bearman, and the Fire Brothers.
"Since it's a farewell.
"How about a parting dance, then?"
The old shoemaker said, his face showing dense malicious intent.
Together with his smiling face, it would send chills down one's spine.
At the same time, footsteps could be heard on the street outside.
There were at least a thousand of them.
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