Chapter 210: 1 magical shoemaker

? Tallinn is a huge city, one by one, walking down the street, you can't finish walking for a day.
According to the address, Su Mo came to the fabled slum area. The crowded streets are almost difficult to pass a carriage. The houses seem to fall apart at any time. Huge cracks can be seen everywhere. He even saw a collapsed house.
Those who have a place to live are not even the poorest. On the side of the trash can in the alley, a few beggar-like people lie on the ground sickly, and a broken plank protects them from wind and rain.
It's winter, and it's hard to say whether it can survive.
A well-dressed person like Su Mo walked to such a place, and everything seemed discordant. Some tramps even wanted to his clothes. After kicking off a tramp, he had to change his fashion.
Master Su jumped from the western cowboy to pick up the tattered ones, and became a beggar directly.
Under such attire, no one coveted his clothes anymore.
Hmm...no one coveted his beauty.
Max lives in a slum, next to a dilapidated church.
After confirming that the address was correct, Su Mo knocked on the door of this relatively decent-looking room. This guy still lived in a dilapidated place, but it was already considered a mansion compared to his surroundings.
After knocking twice, there was a response inside.
"Come in!"
Su Mo changed his attire and walked in, putting his hands on the brim of his hat to bow.
Sitting in the room was a thin, black old man with old glasses, rough skin, a little gray beard, and sparse hair. He watched the changes in Su Mo's outfit, and there was no surprised look in his eyes: "Guest, what can I do to help you?"
"You didn't go out for business today?"
"My little son helped me with a lot of business, and just after the heavy rain, he didn’t go out. Did you see my little son? It’s at the street. He asked people one by one, sir, do you need your shoes? Make up, my father’s craftsmanship is very good..."
"Mr. Max, I am not here to repair shoes. My shoes are very new." Su Mo put the badge in his palm and handed it to the shoemaker.
The shoemaker took the badge and checked it carefully, and finally stopped his work, went to the door, picked up a sign and hung it outside, and then inserted the door from the inside.
"My Envoy, how is my Lord Earl?"
"I can't tell if it's good or not, but it's as unpredictable as always." Su Mo replied, looking at the other person's expression, he knew that this envoy was great, and it seemed that he had licked the dog to the end.
"I don't know if you come to me, what's your order?" The shoemaker stood respectfully next to Su Mo.
"Master Earl hopes you can show me Tallinn, a different Tallinn. Actually, I have been to Tallinn many times. I don't know what kind of Tallinn I have never seen before." Su Mo said with a smile.
Gentle and friendly, just like a leader who goes down to inspect the place.
"Tallinn..." Max sighed.
He walked to the shoe cabinet, picked two pairs of shoes from the shoe cabinet, took one of them, and gave one to Su Mo.
Su Mo didn't understand why he gave himself a pair of shoes. These are a pair of leather shoes. The quality is very good, and the old shoemaker's craftsmanship is very good, and there is almost no trace of repair.
Why should he wear other people's shoes, can he refuse?
"Is the size wrong? Probably not. My eyes have always been accurate in this regard. Just look at a person's feet to know what kind of shoes he is wearing." A voice said behind Su Mo.
Su Mo turned his head abruptly, staring at the person behind him vigilantly.
The old shoemaker is gone, replaced by a burly middle-aged man, wearing the silver scale breastplate that mercenaries and rebels like to wear, which can provide good protection without hindering mobility.
The door was still closed, the dilapidated windows were closed, and he didn't hear any leaving.
So where did the old shoemaker go, and who is this person?
"Don't be surprised, you will understand when you wear these shoes." The servant pointed to Su Mo's shoes and said calmly.
Su Mo suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility.
The person in front of him is the old shoemaker. He seems to have become another person in some way—if he guessed correctly, it is the role of shoes.
Su Mo glanced at the other party who replaced the shoes that originally belonged to the old shoemaker. He was no longer sure that the old shoemaker he saw just now was the other party's true face. The ghost knew what he originally looked like.
He tried to calm down and replaced his new shoes on his feet.
It seems that it has become shorter, and the parallel sight has changed a little bit. Su Mo can't wait to walk to the front of the full-length mirror. It is reasonable to have an inexpensive full-length mirror in the poor shoemaker's house.
The person in the mirror really became shorter, dressed in Tallinn's most fashionable swallowtail gentleman costume, with a domed black top hat, and a walking stick in his hand.
The man made a request very elegantly, completely acting like an upper class.
Is this yourself?
"Just get used to it, my envoy, let’s go, I’m your entourage, and now I’m going to take you around Tallinn. The badge on your chest belongs to the Morton family. Although it’s already declining, let’s add Go to me, it is still enough to protect you from being robbed by homeless people."
"Okay, you are very thoughtful." Su Mo nodded, leaned on his cane, and walked out of the shoemaker's house at a strange pace.
He now finally understands why Dracula said that this shoemaker is very useful-whoever can be put on the shoes, this skill is indeed very bad.
"Oh, Max, where is your youngest son? I didn't see the child on the street." Su Mo asked casually.
"He is dead, under the wheels of the nobleman, sir, let's go, how about looking at the church first?" Max looked plain, as if he was telling someone else's story.
"I'm sorry, really." Su Mo said.
The church is still a church, and there are still a few priests in it, but the previous grand occasion has long gone. After Su Mo went in, he discovered that it had become a hospital in a slum.
The ground is covered with straw mats, and there are young or old lives lying there.
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"Almost all the workers here are factory workers. The solution they use is poisonous, so the workers will be poisoned if they work for a year or two. The lungs are basically rotten. There is no cure, and the priest can't do it." Max pointed Several lingering patients said.
"Since I know it is poisonous, why do I still do it!" Su Mo was speechless.
"Because of being hungry, if you don't do it, you may starve to death tomorrow, if you do, you can at least live a few more days." Max said.
"They can go back to the countryside to farm." The wild is not all places to refresh monsters. There are many pasture farms, and all of them are cultivated land. What's the point of squeezing into cities.
"Once, they almost had their own farmland and livestock, but they were all taken away by the noble lords, that's why you saw it all."
"I guess you want to take me to see, there must be a lot more like this." Su Mo took a breath, feeling that his next trip to Tallinn would not be happy.