Medieval Reiki Revival

Chapter 7 Provocation and Anger

The next day, Ivan followed his third junior brother to Mohitler City, which is much more lively than Central Street.

There was a strange smell floating in the air above the corridor, and the whistling gas hidden in the residents' homes was like a steel knife—unexpectedly, there was such a smelly place in the world.

Ivan looked away with an ugly face, but the third apprentice Pierce was no stranger to this phenomenon.

"The law and order here is not good, there will always be some beggars and thieves."

Pierce explained to Ivan: "We have to take good care of our own things so as not to suffer unnecessary losses."

"Although I also know some acquaintances in this place, there are mixed fish and dragons here. Even the city's sheriff may not be able to tell how many hooligans there are here."

Ivan glanced at his head, and he could see a few spooky children at the entrance of the alley next to him secretly looking at him.

There is a big difference in age, the young ones are only five or six years old, and the older ones can almost be considered adults.

These children had dark faces and disheveled clothes. They even took turns smoking cigarettes and swearing like bandits. They threw sharp stones they picked up at random at other well-dressed businessmen.

"Fuck your Kohler, block the bald head one more time."

"Keep your eyes on the ground when you walk, we don't care if we fall into other women's nipples."

The little ruffian's shameless teasing sometimes caused commotion, but it calmed down after a while.

Most people are still worrying about the food of today or the future, and will not deliberately set aside the spare time in life to deal with these ignorant bottom dregs.

Sometimes the angry women would take out their rolling pins and come to chase, or the annoyed merchants would take the initiative to call the security guards who were patrolling nearby.

But these bastards don't care, they naturally know their advantages.

Most of the little ghosts born in the bottom society live in no fixed place, and they are very familiar with the surrounding terrain.

As soon as they got into the alley, they couldn't even see people, so even the guards in charge of security were not too willing to make trouble for them.

Pata - a piece of dirt thrown on the clothes.

The child with a filthy face didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, he hugged the thin puppy to his chest, and supported his chin with the other hand to look at him.

And the beast with not yet full teeth is not a good product either, its tongue has been licking its owner's neck, showing fierce eyes from time to time.

Seeing that others noticed him, the child raised his chin in a provocative manner.

"It's so. Disrespectful"

Ivan couldn't believe it at first, and a terrible anger suddenly surged in his heart.

He immediately ignored the dirty ground, and walked straight forward a few steps. The lines of his muscles were opened from both sides of his ribs, like a gloomy lion patrolling his territory with high spirits and domineering.

The black dog immediately shrank its back and hid under its master's clothes.

"Wow - woo~"

Those Xia Sanlan who "are not afraid of the sky and the earth" have never seen such a scene. After that fatal gaze swept over themselves, they felt a sense of suffocation in their throats.

Pierre was also taken by this astonishing aura, and stammered a little: "These people are too much, if you need to teach this kind of brat a lesson, you might as well call the security guards stationed here."

In a general sense, Francit's system is different from that of Europa as a whole.

Since 200 years ago, King Louis and Minister of State Kanter took back the management rights of the principality from the major lords, nominally speaking, the nobles no longer have the right to kill civilians privately.

The aristocrats lost their direct control over the fate of the subjects of the territory, and were replaced by the deliberative power to give orders to all official affairs in the city, large and small.

The city councilors and nobles can use the third-level officials at will. After all, without their unanimous approval, the officials cannot even enter the door of the government affairs hall.

To be honest, it just doesn't feel right.

An aristocrat with real power opened his mouth and wanted to deal with a poor civilian. He hardly needed to do it himself. The strange eyes of his neighbors and colleagues were enough to make them hide their faces and run away.

No one dares to hire these people. The gangsters loyal to the upper echelons of society have a million ways to make these people die on the way out of the city.

The common people are grateful for the infusion of Protestantism and Enlightenment thought.

If it weren't for these novel concepts that are incompatible with the old society, and the intensified peasant uprising.

Otherwise, the nobles don't need to put on a pair of friendly clothes that share the joy with the people, pretending to be noble by blood and to be natural rulers.

Ivan pondered for a moment, and flatly rejected his kindness: "The Dorian family has a good relationship with the sheriff here, but I can't use the power of the family at this juncture, and being thrown with mud in the slums doesn't have a good reputation." .”

He is very clear about the purpose of his coming, which is to practice medicine.

Ivan is still having conflicts with his father in name, so there is absolutely no need to use the relationship at this time.

Of course, if I see these people again later, Ivan doesn't mind sending someone to teach him a lesson.

Because of this matter, he was somewhat irritable, and he hurriedly waved his hands.

"Aren't you going to do bloodletting for others?"

"Hurry up, Crake said the bloodletting is so miraculous, I want to see if it can cure the disease."

The experience of the Hippocrates Body Fluids Research House made Ivan very puzzled. He naturally did not believe that bloodletting could cure diseases. In fact, he himself felt that it was a superstitious murder.

However, many patients who have received treatment, including the books he obtained by himself, are full of admiration for "bloodletting therapy". This contradictory state makes Ivan a little entangled.

Pierre noticed the disrespect towards his master in Ivan's tone, but he only thought that the other party was still annoyed by what happened just now, and he didn't dare to care about it at all.

He turned around obediently, brought two day laborers who were carrying things to a relatively wide place, put out his signboard and equipment, and shouted loudly towards the surrounding streets.

"Hippocrates' body fluid research house bloodletting treatment, each person only needs fifty coppers."

The people nearby heard it, and they came out from various places.Some came out of the house, some from the side streets nearby, and some from the cellar transom.

These residents have long been tired of heavy physical labor, and some even limp, stumble and look like slugs after the rain.

(End of this chapter)