Chapter 9 is the real protagonist

"Go to the Ximai Refinery and get the custom-made Bar Beast Tendon back." The gray-haired man kicked the boy who was moving something.

The young man in blue pinched the palm of his sweaty hand, and his fingers scratched by rough woodwork tingled slightly, but he only relaxed his arm slightly, "Okay, sir." ”

Looking at the young man's somewhat stumbling figure, the gray-haired man frowned and spat out a mouthful of phlegm with disdain.

Sanzas felt that his left leg was still a little painful, at least the wound he was kicked yesterday would never be healed today, but the wound from the other day was not healed.

He can't beat the gray rats.

This fact made him bear this qiē for the time being, which he had been very calm about.

The Siwheat Refinery was a little far away, and Sanzas picked out the pockets with a few holes, feeling a little sorry for the three coppers, at least he could buy a condensed kitten dried fish.

Imagining that he had actually eaten the little dried cat, Sanzas felt that the long road was not much more painful.

First, I licked the fish head, well, it's a little astringent, and the fish head has always been unpalatable.

Tear open the fish little by little, watch the texture part, and then eat the golden meat, chew carefully, and feel the kitten fish jumping inside the teeth, overflowing the fragrance of the sea.

I'm a little hungry......

Sanzas put an end to this beautiful and painful theater of the mind.

Focusing on the people on the road is one of his favorite things to do.

A man who walked quickly but staggered a little caught his attention.

It is rare to see people wearing black hoods during the day.

Could it be a mage?

Sanzas stared wide-eyed at the tall figure approaching him.

Obsidian medium-length hair with ocean-blue eyes.

The moment he passed by, Sanzas choked his breath, and he thought he saw the sea.

He felt that he could not find the words to describe the man.

Until the man had gone far away, Sanzas had not come back to his senses.

It's beautiful, Sanzas sighed softly.

Shaking his head, reminiscing about that beautiful figure, he began his long but interesting journey again.

Towards evening, Sanzas finally arrived at the Siwheat Refinery.

Many of the people here already knew him, and after helping him sort out the amount he needed, and after writing down the account, Sanzas looked at the pile of goods in front of him with some distress, how to transport them back was also a problem.

"As." It's his nickname. A dwarven grandmother beckoned to Sanzath.

Sanzas trotted over, "Need any help from me?" Grandma Lily. ”

"No, I mean, I have a little wooden cart that might help you." The dwarf tugged at Lasanzas's sleeve.

"Thank you so much!" Sanzas felt that he was too lucky.

The way back was a bit of a hassle, for it was already dark, and the sea was gradually falling silent and dark, and the harbor in the distance was only the dim glow of the lighthouse.

Sanzas was drenched, I don't know if it was sweat or salty sea mist, but either way, it made the wounds on his body itch and hurt that had not yet healed.

It didn't seem like a good night.

But Sanzas was in a good mood, at least he didn't have to face the gray rats, and the optimistic nature of the boy made him always think of the good things.

His life experience and many bloody stories are a routine. The beautiful widow with a rich inheritance, like Bai Fumei, whose brains have been muddled, followed a flamboyant scumbag, who was discarded at will after being fucked by the scum, and Sanzas's mother later died of remorse and illness, and then left more suffering to her only son.

Yes, the legacy that should have belonged to Sanzas is now overrun by that litter of rats.

While there shouldn't be any prejudice against rat orcs, at least the litter of grey rats took up all the ugly traits that could be described in mice.

It's my property.

Sanzas said this to himself every day.

This is the belief he is currently forcing himself to endure those unfair treatments.

I won't be patient for long.

In the darkness, a strange smile appeared on the boy's face, and his dark purple eyes shone brightly.

A week later――――――――――――――――――

"Gray Mouse! Look at the good stuff you sold me. A tall human viciously slapped a package on the table.

The man yawned and rubbed his bloodshot eyes, and his decadent face could still be vaguely seen in the grace of the year.

"What's wrong, come looking for something so early?"

The strong man didn't say much, and it was a slap when he came up.

The hard slap not only made the gray-haired man's already not much clear head even more dizzy, but also woke up the mouse orcs who were sleeping lazily in the back room, and of course Sanzas, who was tidying up things in the side room, also heard it. But he didn't come out, just lightened the movement of his hand and began to listen carefully to the movement outside.

"Are you awake now?" The strong man grabbed a lock of hair from the gray-haired orc's forehead and pressed the orc's face to the counter.

Ash Er spat blood with difficulty, struggling to wave his hand.

Only then did the strong man let go of him, "Open it for yourself, because of yours, we have lost seven or eight brothers!" ”

Ash Er rubbed his aching cheeks, shook his hands and opened the fatal package, only to find that it was a broken short bow inside.

The jagged cross-section of the bow can be imagined as sawdust flies when it breaks.

Gray Er's face turned white all of a sudden, "This, this, could it be that your strength is too great." ”

"Hmph, big strength?" A hideous sneer appeared on the face of the strong human man, "This bow is used by a goblin less than three feet to defend himself, you tell me that the greenskin has great strength?" ”

"Liar, I'm constantly bowing." A somewhat obese teenager walked out, his fat face flushed.

The strong man didn't give Fat Pea Ding a look, and directly patted Gray Er's face, "The store you opened, you can look at it." ”

Gray Er's face was white and white, cold sweat was running down, and he opened his mouth and looked at the half-old cash cabinet with pain, and he couldn't hold back a word.

"Has the rat been eaten by the beast?" The strong man grabbed a lock of hair in front of Gray Er's forehead again, "Let me help you do the math." Funeral expenses, consolation expenses for relatives, new weapon costs, and by the way, our mercenary group lost the mission reward - 2,000 gold coins because of your bow mixed with unknown broken materials, you can see for yourself, it is about 20,000 gold coins. ”

Before the strong man finished speaking, Gray Er's legs were already weak and he was about to fall down, and the strong man pressed his butt with one leg, "I heard that the orcs are very durable, fuck, forget if you are too old, you can send those mice over, worth two or three thousand." The corners of the strong man's mouth curled with malice, and he glanced at the few mouse orcs shrunk to the side.

"You are ready to compensate, send me the gold coins and people to the headquarters of the Lightning Mercenary Group tonight, if you don't come, when it is our turn to come, your little shop will be waiting to be demolished." After speaking, the strong man kicked again, let go of Ash Er, turned around and left.

The gray two, who was freed, was not very happy, but climbed the counter to prevent him from falling. Then, as if thinking of something, he stood up at once, ran to the side room, and kicked Sanzas hatefully at him as he was tidying up.

"Look at the good things you do! You obscure fellow, say! Didn't you buy inferior beast tendons and swallow the extra money?! Sweeping away the decadence, Ash Er vented his resentment and hatred on Sanzas.

"It's obviously a matter of the bow, it's all the short bows they assembled," Sanzas raised his head suddenly, his dark purple eyes surging darkly, staring at the group of small gray rats watching the bustle behind Gray Er.

"Hah! You still dare to say that I, it's all your bad luck, let us do this! The little fat rat from before rushed up again, flushed-faced, and landed on Sanzas's already scarred leg a few more times.

Biting his lower lip tightly, Sanzas swallowed the pain that almost burst out of his mouth, and lowered his head, the darkness in his eyes even stronger.

Of course, Gray Er will not beat and scold his own son, and the anger after that can be imagined.

After a qiē calmed down, there was only Sanzas left in the room, his dark blue coat was speckled with dark black marks, and he slowly got up while grabbing the corner of the cabinet. Wiping the blood foam from the corner of his mouth, Sanzas gasped a few times in pain, but he really didn't reserve it at all.

Sanzas grinned, his face looking a little strange with a mixture of pain and smiles, but it still couldn't hide the light from the depths of his pupils.

After resting for a while, Sanzas limped against the wall and walked out, and in the courtyard there was a small wooden house he had built himself, which was his resting place.

However, there was a person standing at the door of this small room, walking around half anxiously and half disgusted, and when he looked up and saw Sanzasi who was stunned in front, his eyes lit up, "Wild, oh no, scattered...... Is. The fat mouse from before called out to Sanzas, who was about to turn away.

"It's Sanzas." Sanzas turned around with some difficulty, and looked at the somewhat abnormal fat rat in front of him with a blank expression.

"Oh, oh, Sanzas, look at my memory. Eh, don't go, you wild species still dare not listen to me! The fat rat suddenly grabbed Sanzas, who was about to leave again.

"Hehehe, you see, it's smooth, I'm here to apologize to you." The fat rat's tone was a little impatient, and a fake smile appeared on his face.

Unable to break free, Sanzas simply turned to see what trick the fat rat was trying to play.

"It's a little bit of caution." As he spoke, the fat rat took out a small bowl with a lid from his arms, "I hope you can forgive me for my previous rudeness." ”

"No need, thank you for your kindness, I forgive you." Sanzas didn't want to entangle with him too much, and turned around to leave, and in his opinion, there was definitely nothing good in this bowl.

"What the are you!" The little fat mouse was furious, "You still don't accept it if you apologize!" ”

Sanzas didn't want to cause trouble, "Thank you very much. With his head down and biting his lip, he took the small bowl.

"Try it now, it's a delicious fish soup." The little fat mouse's tone was eager. This made Sanzas more and more sure that there was nothing good in it.

"No, thanks, I'm not hungry yet."

"Don't go, drink it in front of me if you're not hungry!" The little fat mouse grabbed the scattered scarf who turned around and was about to run, and kicked him to the ground directly, "Damn, I knew I did this from the beginning, you cheap bastard." ”

Sanzas struggled desperately, the panic in his dark purple pupils could not be concealed, there was no point in calling for help, he threw the small bowl into the distance, and suddenly the bowl fell on the stone, and the soup in it flowed into the soil, leaving only a little bit at the bottom of the bowl.

"! You shit! The little fat rat punched Sanzas in the forehead.

The intense dizziness caused Sanzas to feel numb and blurry his vision, and then he felt the world spin around as he felt someone grab him by the collar and be dragged across the potholed ground.

"Fuck, shameless bastard, bitch!" The little fat rat cursed and spat out expletives, and kicked Sanzas next to the broken tiles, "How dare you fucking throw my thing!" Let you drink, you will drink! ”

Then the little fat mouse opened Sanzas's mouth with one hand, grabbed the bottom of the bowl and poured the remaining little soup into Sanzas's mouth, and before he could swallow it, he grabbed the soil seeping with the soup and stuffed it into Sanzas's mouth, which contained not only the soup but also the fragments of the bowl, and soon Sanzas's face was covered with blood.

Sanzas, who has no resistance at all, only feels that his mouth is numb and has no feeling, his mouth is also blocked and he can't breathe at all, the dizziness caused by suffocation, coupled with the previous beating on his nerves, no matter how strong his will is, he has no ability to think at all.

And then, I don't know if it was the effect of the strange soup, Sanzas only felt that his body was losing control a little bit, and his consciousness slowly detached from his body.