Vic often rains heavily in the spring, and a single rain can take away most of the filth and misery in the air, splash the ruins and wolves of the East End, carry the water into the narrow and filthy ditches, and also take away the weak and wasteful people in the East End.

Where will there be any improvement.

He awoke from his coma, his eyes covered with a layer of long-dried liquid, which still smelled disgusting to him when it was peeled from the thin eyelids.

He pushed away the man who was pressing on him and would never move again, didn't bother to look at the bloody wounds on the cold corpse, and when he stood up, he moved the bones that were still creaking, and took back the bones of the hand that had been broken by the man.

I'm so hungry.

He turned his head to look around, and finally found the hanging water bladder at the foot of the broken wall, half of which had been scraped open by the broken glass stuck in the wall, and the liquid in it had been dripping for a whole day, leaving only a little bit of the bottom of the sac.

He pursed his lips, feeling a little different from the sweet taste before.

I'm still hungry.

The heavy rain outside showed no sign of stopping, and the dilapidated house was leaking everywhere, soaking the already * debris and giving off an unbearable smell.

He opened the door and walked out, and the people who were close to the house were also standing outside the door, using the small eaves to avoid the heavy rain outside and the breath of despair and collapse in the house.

But no one stepped forward to ask half a sentence.

A few wanted to get together and mumble, but when they saw the boy's impossibly black eyes, they all stopped.

He walked slowly to the thorn side, and though he still felt the hunger of the fire, his steps were not as weak as before.

The heavy rain was falling all the time, and the excessive raindrops made a noisy and monotonous sound on the ground, and even somewhat covered his vision, and he couldn't see the small package tied under the thorns, so he could only grope with his movements.

The cut wound on his hand emitted the smell of blood that made him feel hungry even more, and it was quickly diluted by the rain, and there was no trace of it when it hit the ground.

It's not a small package.

He untied the somewhat large package, and when he took it out, it was scratched by thorns, and the hole was opened to reveal something extra inside—a set of dusty clothes, the same coarse as his body, but thin and soft on the inside, soft and ironed.

This is for him?

Not only food, but also clothes?

The thin, thin boy sat on the edge of the thorn bushes, drenched from head to toe in the rain, and he sat on the muddy ground, stunned by the suit of clothes he held in his hand, not even paying attention to the food box and water bladder that were at hand.

"Okay, you kid, I said why didn't you look like you're about to starve to death lately, it turns out that you have something to eat here!"

The sudden appearance of the rough male voice quickly reached out and took the package at his feet, opened the covered water bladder and raised his head to take a big sip, the fragrance wafting from the water bladder made the men who followed him swallow.

The man who took a sip was even more surprised, "This is fresh goat's milk?!" He looked at the sign on the water bladder in disbelief, and when he saw it clearly, he almost smashed the water bladder to the ground, "This is the family crest of the Duke of Tarbris!" I saw one of this kid hiding in him yesterday! ”

The people around were surprised to see the sign engraved on the milky white sheepskin bladder, and the man who took a sip was even more afraid to clasp the water bladder tightly, and looked obscenely at the castle, which was completely invisible from the rain curtain, and his legs were about to crawl to the ground as soon as he was weak.

"Give it back to me."

Albert spoke clearly, stood up with the clothes in his hand, his dark eyes firmly locked on the man still holding the water bladder and the food box, and repeated, "Give it back to me." ”

"It's not yours at all! We all saw it, you stole it from under that thorn! The man hissed and shouted with all his might, and with a turn of his eyes, he thought of a good idea, and deliberately said loudly to a few people behind him, drawing an alliance for himself, "We all saw him stealing, seize him and give him to the Duke, and he will definitely reward us, and maybe even a bonus coin!" ”

Speaking of gold coins, he looked back at the person behind him, "We'll all have gold coins!" ”

Albert didn't listen to what he was saying, he only saw his food in his hands, and he just wanted to get it back, "Give it back to me." ”

The few people who followed immediately reached a consensus under the encouragement of the gold coin, and the man who took the lead handed the food box to another man to hold, and after having confidence, he lost his fear when he saw the pair of weird black eyes, and was a little disdainful, "It's not yours, you want it, you have the ability to grab it." ”

He shook the things in his hand proudly and smiled proudly, "You come and grab it." ”

The man behind him burst into laughter.

However, their laughter stopped abruptly before it could last, and they looked at the blood that was spreading under their feet and gradually lost its bright red color, and then looked at the man in front of them who was still staring at him with his eyes open.

Albert looked up from the man's neck, his mouth still had a large lump of flesh and splattered blood, his dark eyes were even darker and terrifying, revealing a hint of red light, and two horns had grown on the top of his head, with intricate and deep patterns.

He spat out a mouthful of meat from his mouth to the ground, and immediately stared at the man with the food box in his hand, repeating the previous words for the fourth time, "Give it back to me." ”

The man he was staring at was trembling and speechless, and sat on the ground with his feet limp, not hearing what he was saying at all, so he could only hold on to what he was holding on to, taking it as his only support.

The boy who ran out of patience pounced on the man again, and the man who fell to the ground got the strength out of nowhere, and got up from the ground with a rolling belt, and ran away for his life like a luffy when he was about to be caught by the corner of his clothes.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and most of the house became a container, accumulating extremely filthy rainwater, and as long as the East Side could still move, they all came out of the house, and in the boredom they saw the man who was rushing towards this side with a box in his arms.

Behind him was a skinny boy, and in the distance there were several wolf men, as if they were running for their lives, but they didn't dare to get too close to the boy in front of him, and they shrank behind.

The bizarre scene attracts most people's attention.

The man who was running crazy immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw so many people, and seized the opportunity to throw the food box in his hand in the direction of the boy, out of breath, "He...... He is...... Demonic ......"

The delicate food box fell to the ground and fell to pieces, and the small snow-white squares inside fell out, rolling a few times on the muddy ground, completely changing color.

The boy stopped, looking at the small square in front of him, a little bewildered.

"He's a demon!" The man who was being chased all the way finally regained his breath and pointed to the two horns on the top of the boy's head, "Black hair and black eyes, horns, he is a demon!" ”

He looked at the people around him who were stunned and hadn't reacted yet, and he was so excited that his voice was broken, "Don't you all want to live?" He has already killed a person and bitten his neck directly! If you don't kill him, no one here will survive! ”

Before the words fell, the boy had already thrown him to the ground with agility and ferocity, looking at him with bloody eyes and spitting out word by word, "You are dirty." ”

He slowly announced his trial, "You got dirty, and you can't afford to pay for it." ”

The man didn't even say a word of justification, just like the man before, his eyes were wide open, and he lost his life in a hurry.

Albert looked up, and was about to spit out the blood from his mouth, when he saw that the people around him had come forward in fear, holding wooden sticks, kitchen knives, and wood knives, and looking at him with shaking hands.

His gaze swept over the men, and he looked at the clothes that had fallen not far away, and the dust was trampled under the feet of a man, and the whole thing was soaked in the sewage.

And those pastries that fell a few steps away have been trampled and can no longer be found.

Even the water bladder he was holding in his hand, the bright red blood on it still had traces under the heavy rain, and there was no longer the original white color.

It turns out that those who don't belong to him can't be kept.

As soon as he moved, a fierce wind hit the back of his neck, and he couldn't even react, and he completely lost consciousness.

Jing Hao got off the horse irritably, threw the whip to the horse slave who was waiting on the side, and walked towards the kitchen with the milk cake and goat's milk that were already a little broken.

Albert hadn't come to get food for two days.

He clearly agreed at the time, and he shouldn't have backtracked and didn't come to take it.

While avoiding a few maids and walking to the back of the kitchen, she was thinking about possible reasons in her heart, Albert's stepfather, you don't need to look at it to know that it is very unreliable, will he go back and be beaten up, so painful that he can't get up? Or have you been eating enough lately and are you too lazy to get something to eat?

The thought swirled around in his mind a few times, and Jing Hao couldn't help but sigh again.

It's not that she didn't think about bringing people back directly, but she was rejected by him when she mentioned yì before, and she insisted on bringing people back, which might have a negative effect; The second is that her current identity is too prominent, and there are groups of people around her, and Albert is by her side, and the possibility of being found will be greatly improved.

Why don't you find a place close to let him stay there, be careful not to let him have a bad view of human beings, and find a good teacher to teach him well?

I couldn't think of a good way to weigh it back and forth, and Jing just turned a corner when I heard someone talking.

“…… That demon, when he heard that he had killed his own father, bit out a big hole in his neck, and soaked in the house, and it became a pool of blood...... It's just a teenager, it's really a demon who can do such a ruthless thing, and the people in the city say they want to burn him to death......"

The maid was about to say more about the demon's cruelty when a figure turned out of the corner, staring at her with turquoise eyes, "Burned? When? Where is it? ”

"Just this afternoon, in the Grand Place."

The maid replied dumbly, and was pulled by the maid beside her, before she came back to her senses, and immediately fell to her knees, "Miss Cloris, forgive ......"

Before she could say anything, she raised her head slightly, and there was no one in front of her.