"What are you?"

The kid king's gaze turned to Alan, his eyes full of contempt.

Although the man in the cloak was an adult, they were outnumbered, and if they really wanted to fight, who might suffer.

As Alan walked in their direction, he lifted his cloak, revealing his blood-colored right arm.

"Pretending to be a ghost, don't think that if you are an adult, we are afraid of you!"

"We do things, and you'd better not interfere. ”

The other older children looked at the strange right arm of the cloaked monster in front of them, and although they felt a little uneasy in their hearts, they still shouted loudly.

They didn't want to lose face in front of their companions and the disgusting little mouse.

Only the child king, after seeing Allen's right arm, his face changed, and his legs began to tremble.

"Don't talk about it, let's go!"

Seeing that his companion still wanted to continue to provoke Allen, the child king whispered, then let go of little Jerry, turned around and wanted to run away.

"Balk, what's the matter with you?"

"I'll explain it to you later, get out of here first!"

It wasn't until the crowd ran out of the woods that Balk bent over and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Balke, I thought you were the most daring man, but I didn't expect you to run away as soon as you saw that strange man, you didn't even dare to fight, and ran away, what kind of man is this?"

"Alright, don't you see that guy's right arm, that guy is a murderer!"

"Huh?

"My mother said that people with monster-like right arms are vicious murderers, and they must take a detour when they see them. ”

"Really? That's too dangerous, isn't it?"

"Well, even if the little mouse escapes now, hmph, I'll try to feel my feet on his stinky face at night. ”

Thinking about little Jerry's annoying face, Balk couldn't help but touch the knife in his pocket, and a sneer appeared on his face.

A couple of kids hooked up on their backs and left the place, not knowing where they were going to do something bad.

In the woods.

Looking at the group of boys who were running away, Alan had no idea of catching up.

He walked over to little Jerry, who was sitting on the ground and was silently wiping away tears, and squatted down.

"Are you alright?"

"You...... Why do you want to help me?"

"Passing through unevenness, draw a knife to help. ”

"What does this mean?" little Jerry raised his head and looked at Allen's right hand, still with some vigilance in his eyes, and seeing that Allen didn't explain, he continued to ask.

"Mom said that people with strange right arms are murderers, are you a murderer?"

Alan nodded silently.

"But I don't feel like you're a bad person, you must have your own reasons for killing people, right?"

Alan thought for a moment and said, "Yes. ”

Hearing Allen's reply, a bright smile appeared on little Jerry's face, "Then you are a good person!"

Something suddenly occurred to him, and he lowered his head again, and the smile on his face faded.

"Little Jerry?"

"You...... Know my name?"

"Would you rather have more than one friend?"

"Really...... Really? Can I?"

"Absolutely. ”

Alan looked at little Jerry, who had regained his innocent smile, and his originally heavy heart was suddenly relaxed, and he couldn't help but smile.

Patting little Jerry with dust and dirt, Alan took his hand and walked out of the woods.

It is impossible for him to stay here for a long time, and as long as little Jerry has no talisman, he will be bullied by those miscellaneous things......

Alan rubbed his brow as he walked, and he had a headache.

A few minutes later, Alan took little Jerry to a somewhat dilapidated wooden house.

"This ...... It's Uncle Jerry's house!"

"yes, aren't you happy to see Uncle Jerry?"

"Thank you...... Thank you, Brother Alan. ”

Little Jerry hurriedly walked up and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

"Uncle Jerry, it's me!"

"Little Jerry?"

The wooden door opened, revealing the figure of a hunchbacked man.

Old Jerry saw little Jerry's figure, and an excited smile suddenly appeared on his face, he just wanted to welcome little Jerry in, but his spare eyes saw Alan standing behind little Jerry.

"Hug ...... Sorry, I'm ...... As soon as I speak in front of strangers...... Just a little stammering. ”

Ever since Alan entered the door, Jerry Sr. had kept his head down, not daring to make any eye contact with Ellen.

"It's okay, you really like mice. ”

Alan looked at the scene in the wooden house and said.

Whether it is the cupboards, or the beds, tables and chairs, they are all a mess, but the thatched pile where the rats live is very tidy, and there is food and water next to it.

"Yes...... They were my only friends, so I ...... Love them, and they're very interested in ...... I am fine too. ”

Glancing at little Jerry, who was playing with Andy, a smile appeared on the corner of Old Jerry's mouth.

His gaze turned to Allen's right arm, then back, his mouth slightly open, as if he wanted to say something, but swallowed back the words he was about to utter.

Allen's senses were so keen, he naturally felt the abnormality of old Jerry, "It's okay, just say what you have." ”

Old Jerry hesitated, but nodded, "I...... I'm on your right arm, and I feel it...... Old...... The breath of a rat. ”

Alan was about to say something, but was interrupted by Jerry Sr.

"I didn't ...... It's okay, those are bad rats, they're bad guys......"

At this moment, several mice climbed up old Jerry's legs, stood on his shoulders, and sat there quietly, as if listening to the conversation between the two.

"Mind telling me about your past?"

"You...... Would you like to hear it?"

"Gladly. ”

"I ...... is an orphan who has been supported by villagers since he was a child...... I grew up, but everyone hated me and hated me, and they didn't ...... No one wants to play with me. ”

"Later, I ...... I met Andy, who was a little dirty, but he was willing to listen to me, even if he didn't do anything...... Silently with me. ”

"When the other kids saw me playing with my mouse friends every day, they beat me every day, and then I became less and less fond of going out, and I ...... Stay with them all day. ”

"When I grew up, I didn't have any friends, but my relationship with them got better and better, and then I found that I was able to understand their thoughts, and they understood my mind. ”

"I didn't think anyone would like me, but the kids seemed to enjoy watching my friends perform, and I was so happy that I started to practice more with my friends. ”

After listening to Jerry's story, Alan was thoughtful and didn't speak again.

After playing with little Jerry for a while with the spiritual mice, he returned to his residence.

After consolidating his magic according to the meditation method taught by Frank, Alan watched Jerry Sr.'s performance in the center of the village in the evening, and then fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Alan heard hurried footsteps outside the door and sat up sharply.

There was a hurried knock on the door and some eagerness from the village chief.

"Magician, something has happened!"