Doomsday Code

Chapter 895 A Weapon Shop

Sisi stretched out her slender white fingers and played with her hair, then said slowly and deliberately:

"You're asking me this? Who am I supposed to ask? And don't worry, once we get back, I'll go ask my father."

Upon hearing Sisi's answer, Samuel frowned, and a hidden murderous intent began to rise again.

If this woman in front of him can't give him the information he wants, he wouldn't mind killing her first and letting the capital of Como have some fun.

As for Sisi saying that the grudges of the Kingdom of Como have nothing to do with her, Samlett is not a young child who is easily fooled.

If it weren't for the Kingdom of Como, how could she have such a comfortable life today? Since she enjoyed the benefits brought by the Kingdom of Como's rebellion, she naturally bears some of the blame.

So the next moment, Samlett grabbed Sisi's throat again, and this time Samlett didn't threaten her, but directly pressed his fingers tightly into her throat.

If Samlett had used just a little more force, Sisi's throat would have been crushed by him.

The real feeling of suffocation came, and this time there was no pleasure, only extreme suffocation and death as everything went black.

Sam released his grip and looked coldly at the panting Sissy:

"You had better be of some use to me, or I won't hesitate to kill you."

However, when Sisi recovered, her first reaction was not to glare at Samlett, but to shout "That felt so good!"

Samuel didn't know that some perverts in this world are different from normal people. Normal people only feel pain when they are tortured, but perverts feel a kind of pleasure they have never felt before in this kind of pain.

As long as it's not a complete death, the more tormented a psychopath is, the more pleasure they derive.

And Sisi is clearly such a pervert.

She stuck out her tongue, panting heavily, as she got up and said:

"I will go back and gather information for you. Please do not punish me like this anymore."

He said no, but his expression clearly said, "Come on, again!"

However, upon seeing this, Samuel kicked her away and then, with lightning speed, quickly left the carriage speeding down the road.

Watching Samette suddenly disappear, Sisi threw herself onto the spot where he had just been sitting, her face flushed as she murmured something.

Meanwhile, outside the capital of Como, Samlett watched the departing carriage and shuddered as he recalled the woman's words.

If Buddhism existed in this world, Sam would probably be chanting Amitabha Buddha at this point.

Seeing the high walls so close at hand, Samuel blended into the city with the crowd.

The Kingdom of Como truly lives up to its reputation as one of the five great kingdoms, and it even shows signs of becoming the number one among them.

Although the area of ​​this capital city is not as large as that of the imperial capital of the past, which spans thousands of miles, the layout and other features of the capital city still reflect the grandeur of the imperial capital.

People from outside the Kingdom of Como who come here, especially those who have never witnessed the grandeur of the former capital, are invariably amazed by the magnificent scale of the Como capital.

Although it is not as grand as the imperial capital of yesteryear, it still covers an area of ​​over 800 li, far exceeding the size of the top-tier cities on Earth in Chen Cheng's previous life.

The fact that the cities in this world are so large is all thanks to the existence of magic.

Although magic has not yet become widespread, the population and area of ​​this world far exceed those of Earth in Chen Cheng's previous life, and the magical beasts are also extremely ferocious. Therefore, the rulers always build cities on a large scale.

Because the city walls not only housed residential areas such as homes, but also contained ancient handicraft factories and farmland for labor.

However, the farmland here is generally the private land of nobles, and only in truly large cities can one find it. In many cases, nobles will send their own magicians to regulate the weather in order to prevent the farmland from failing.

Samlett was completely unmoved by the grandeur of the royal capital of Como; in his view, none of it could compare to the imperial capital of yesteryear.

If the imperial capital can be destroyed by these guys, so can this city.

Samlett blended into the crowd, looked around, and then headed towards the inner city area.

The capital of Como is different from that of Mos. It is not just divided into inner and outer cities, but into four rings, each surrounded by high city walls.

The outermost fourth ring road is not the agricultural area one might imagine, but rather the most prosperous commercial district.

After all, the mainstream of this world still looks down on merchants, so the nobles in the city certainly wouldn't want these merchants to come to the inner city to do business.

The agricultural area is located within the Third Ring Road. Unlike the bustling Fourth Ring Road with its towering buildings, this area is more like the surrounding mountains and rivers, with lakes and fields.

The second ring road, which passes through the third ring road, is the true inner city.

This area is inhabited by the upper class of the Kingdom of Como, and their residences are all located here.

It also houses the Royal College and the Consecration House of Como, as well as the Royal Cathedral of Como and the residence of the Royal Guard.

The inner ring, or first ring, is the royal palace, where the Como royal family lives.

Samette's purpose in coming to the inner city was to find the House of Worship and the Royal Academy.

He still has old friends here.

Sam arrived at an inconspicuous weapon shop outside the Fourth Ring Adventurers' Guild. He opened the wooden door of the weapon shop, which was very dimly lit.

"Whatever the guest wants, I have everything here except for the divine artifact."

A middle-aged man, whose skin was unusually pale due to years of lack of sunlight, spoke while holding an oil lamp.

Fortunately, his voice wasn't particularly sinister, otherwise he might have been more than just pale-faced.

After all, when people hear ghostly noises in the dark, their first instinct is to punch them.

Instead of stating what he needed, Samlett thought for a moment and then said:

"I'd like a spicy sunflower wine."

The pale-faced man was stunned for a moment, then his gesture changed, and the orange oil lamp in his hand instantly turned scarlet.

“Sir, your code is a bit outdated. That code was abandoned two hundred years ago.”

Clearly, this weapons shop is more than just a weapons shop.

Samlett shrugged and said:

"Old Doyle didn't tell me the code had changed when he died. What's the new code now?"

"I want a rusty sword of mercy. After all, we're not running a tavern anymore; we've switched to a weapons shop."

The pale-faced man, holding a scarlet oil lamp, led Samlet towards the back of the shop.

What was just a wall has now become a staircase leading underground.

"Now you're Old Doyle's grand-disciple?"

"No, I am his grandson."

"I remember Old Doyle had a few good apprentices, so how come you inherited this place? Where are they?"

"All dead."

As the two exchanged questions, they descended to the bottom of the steps, where a huge underground tunnel, large enough for trucks to pass through, was located.

Upon closer inspection, it is clear that the tunnel was constructed by human hands, and judging from the water damage on both sides of the tunnel, it can be guessed that this should be the underground drainage system of the royal capital of Como.