Being a knight is not easy

Chapter 79 Party
The alleys in the Hongguo Street District are intricate and complex. Robin is quite familiar with the terrain here. He knows that as long as he passes through a few alleys, he can reach a relatively remote area where there is an abandoned warehouse where he might be able to hide temporarily.

A few minutes later, Robin finally arrived at the abandoned warehouse.

The door lock of the warehouse had long been rusted. He pushed it gently and the door creaked open.

The warehouse was filled with broken wooden boxes and miscellaneous items, and the air was filled with a musty smell.

Robin quickly closed the door, leaned against the wall, and let out a long breath.

"What should I do now?" Robin muttered to himself. He knew he couldn't hide here forever. Fortunately, Tutankhamun was one of the largest cities in the kingdom, with a population of over a million in the inner city alone, not to mention millions more in the outer city. It wouldn't be difficult to evade capture.

The most difficult thing is how to live in the city. After all, he is just a knight, not a god, and he also needs to eat, drink, defecate and urinate.

When he had a headache, he suddenly noticed a strange rune not far away.

This rune is extremely difficult to find. Only a wizard apprentice with mental power far exceeding that of an ordinary person can find it.

Not far from the rune, there was an arrow that could only be sensed by mental power, which surprised Robin very much.

He took a deep breath and followed the arrow.

As night falls, the lights in the Hongguo district gradually light up and the crowds on the streets begin to thin out.

Robin quietly came out of the warehouse and saw a house on the way. He took the hood that was drying on the second floor, put it on, covering most of his face, and quickly blended into the night.

Robin followed the arrow that could only be sensed with mental power and traveled through the intricate alleys of the Hongguo Street District.

The cover of night made him feel a little more at ease, but he still remained highly vigilant, always paying attention to the movements around him.

Not only is he being hunted by a group of strong men, he may also be targeted by other unknown forces.

The direction indicated by the arrow gradually deviated from the bustling neighborhood and headed towards an abandoned area on the edge of the city.

Most of the buildings here are dilapidated, and there are almost no pedestrians on the streets. Only the occasional cry of wild cats breaks the silence of the night.

Robin was a little confused, but he didn't stop.

The appearance of runes and the guidance of arrows are obviously not accidental. Perhaps this is some guidance, or it may be a special gathering that only wizards can attend.

Finally, the arrow stopped in front of a seemingly abandoned building.

The building's exterior was covered in vines, and its doors were half-closed, as if no one had visited it for years.

Robin stood in front of the door, took a deep breath, and pushed open the creaking wooden door.

Inside the door was a dim space, and the air was filled with a stale smell.

Robin walked in carefully and found that there were also runes on the ground that could only be perceived by mental power, guiding him to move forward.

He followed the guidance of the runes, passed through a narrow corridor, and came to a hidden basement.

In the center of the basement stood an ancient wooden table with a faint oil lamp on it and a piece of parchment next to it.

Robin approached the table, picked up the parchment, and found a line of words written on it:

"If you can see this line, it means you have the potential to become a wizard. Next, you need to find the 'Old Cat' who knows how to lead you to the party. Remember, time is running out."

Robin frowned, feeling even more confused.

The letter was obviously intended for him, but who wrote it?
How do you know his current situation?

More importantly, what does the letter mean by “time is running out”?
He put the parchment down, looked around, and found a small box in the corner of the basement.

He walked over and opened the box, which contained several bottles of potions, a special gold coin, and a map. The map marked a place where the old cat often appeared: the "Black Cat Tavern" in the Red Fruit District.

Robin put away the potion and gold coins, feeling a little more at ease.

At least he now has clear goals and resources.

He decided to go to the Black Cat Tavern immediately, find the old cat, and solve the mystery of all this.

He left the basement and returned to the night.

The Black Cat Tavern is located in the heart of the Hongguo District. Although the streets are deserted at night, the area around the tavern is still bustling.

Robin put on his hood, blended into the crowd, and walked towards the tavern.

When he arrived at the Black Cat Tavern, he found several burly men standing at the door, obviously the tavern's bodyguards.

Instead of going in directly, Robin went around to the back door of the tavern and slipped in quietly.

The pub was dimly lit, filled with smoke, and people of all kinds mixed in.

Robin's eyes quickly scanned the crowd, finally locking onto a thin old man in the corner.

The old man was wearing a tattered hat and was drinking alone, his eyes scanning the surroundings from time to time.

Robin walked over, sat across from the old man, and whispered, "Old Cat, I want to join the party."

The old man raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked at Robin, then showed a meaningful smile: "Oh? Attending a party, I don't know what you are talking about?"

Robin took out a gold coin from his pocket and placed it on the table: "This is a deposit, and there will be more after the deal is done."

The old cat picked up the gold coin, looked at it carefully, and then nodded: "The deposit is correct, come with me!"

The old cat stood up, put the gold coins in his arms, and then motioned Robin to follow.

He led Robin through the crowded pub and headed towards the kitchen.

In the tavern's kitchen, several chefs were busy preparing food, and the air was filled with the rich smell of spices.

The old cat didn't stop and walked straight to a small door in the corner of the kitchen.

He took out his key, unlocked the door, and pushed it open, revealing a narrow staircase leading underground.

"Follow me." The old cat whispered, then walked down the stairs.

Robin followed closely behind, feeling nervous and curious.

Below the stairs was a dim corridor with a few oil lamps hanging on the wall, and the faint light barely illuminated the road ahead.

At the end of the corridor is a heavy wooden door with complex runes engraved on it, emitting a faint light.

The old cat walked to the door, reached out and knocked on it three times, then whispered a string of obscure spells.

The runes on the door flickered slightly, and then slowly opened.

Behind the door was a spacious basement with several long tables piled with all kinds of strange objects: ancient books, sparkling crystals, and bottles and jars filled with colorful liquids.

A dozen people sat around the table, talking in low voices. The atmosphere was mysterious and solemn.

As soon as Robin walked in, everyone's eyes were on him.

(End of this chapter)