Outside the house, there was the sound of crackling rain.

Vivien carefully placed the low stool in front of the stove, then bent down and grabbed two handfuls of brown rice from the rice bag next to her. There was not much food in the bag, and my brother had only stolen a piece of silver from the dock last month in exchange for this bag of brown rice. Even though she had been careful many times in the past half a month, the dwindling food in it still made her feel a little panicked.

There is no food.

In a few days at most they will be hungry!

Vivien's eyes were red as she glanced at the small bed in the dilapidated house, and a young man in an unconscious could be seen on the musty futon. The brother still hasn't woken up, and the priest's sister, who had been willing to help them, seems to have given up hope, after all, Bishop Fell is not willing to go to the trouble of saving a thief.

Vivien was strong enough to wipe tears from the corners of her eyes and carefully climbed down from the low stool.

She is only eight years old this year, and because she is a little malnourished, she looks petite, and things like cooking on a fire are still difficult for her. She held a few pieces of chopped firewood in both hands, broke some branches that she had picked up during the day and threw them into the stove, because it had rained heavily outside for half a day, and the firewood was stained with a trace of moisture, and it was lit very slowly, accompanied by a choking smoke. Vivien didn't care about the pain in her eyes, puffed out her little mouth and blew desperately, waiting until the firewood inside was lit, and then gently rubbed her eyes.

"Brother! ……”

"You must wake up! …… Vivien misses you so much! ……”

"Don't leave me! ……”

Drops of crystal tears slid down, and Vivien sat on the edge of the stove and sobbed softly, and after a while wiped her cheeks with her little hands, and two white marks appeared on her blackened face. There was still some salt in the house, but it had been eaten last week, and she wanted to steal some from her brother, but she was almost caught by the fat shopkeeper, and the proprietress picked up a broom and pumped it on her back.

"Wow!"

An old black and yellow dog walked over, even though it was already a little old, but it could be vaguely seen that it was originally an excellent hunting dog. Vivien stretched out her little palm, and the old dog silently walked up to her, glanced up at the location of the stove, and let out a low whimper.

"Hiss."

Vivien took the old dog in her arms, as if to show the longing in its eyes, sobbed softly, reached out and gently stroked its back, and murmured, "There is not much food left." ”

"I have to leave it for my brother to eat, Vivien is hungry too, you can wait for the rain to stop and go outside to find something to eat."

"I'm sorry!"

"Isn't Vivien useless?"

"There's no way to steal anything, there's no way to save my brother, and I always like to cry......"

The cloudy-eyed old dog seemed to understand her words, silently withdrew his gaze, stretched out his tongue and licked her palm, and then lay at her feet and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the house, which seemed to stop at the door, and there was a faint sound of talking.

The old black and yellow dog, who was originally old, suddenly opened his eyes, and for a moment he was like a hungry wolf, and he whined fiercely and barked loudly outside.

"Damn it!"

"Sooner or later, I'll kill you old dog stew!"

A man's angry voice was heard outside, and then the footsteps faded away.

Vivien's frightened face calmed down a little, stretched out her small palm and touched the old dog's head, and whispered, "Heath." ”

"If he dares to come in, you bite him!"

"My brother is unconscious now, only you can protect me."

The old dog arched lightly in her arms, although he looked old, but still had a hint of ferocity.

It's a Gorashound!

In the prime of life, it can even fight leopards, and in folklore along the Agate River it is the offspring of the cross of the three dogs of hell.

It's a pity that it's already very old.

The smell of rice porridge came from the stove, and the old dog shook his nose for a moment, and then fell back on his stomach.

Vivien's stomach growled, but she carefully climbed up to the low stool, took the rice porridge in a worn-out clay bowl with a missing corner, blew it gently, and then fed it to the young man on the bed little by little with a wooden spoon. She was too small and didn't have much strength, so she couldn't help her brother up, so she could only feed him so slowly.

"Brother!"

"Hurry up and eat! You'll get better after eating! ……”

"It's going to get better."

As the little girl spoke, the tears fell again, and she reached out to wipe them away, put down the bowl and climbed out of bed to close the door.

This is the ghetto of Amber City.

A place full of thieves, robbers, and traffickers, where it was difficult for her to survive as a helpless little girl, and if she hadn't been careful enough and Heath by her side, I was afraid that bad people would have kidnapped her in broad daylight, and all she had to do was cover her mouth and nose with a drugged wet towel, and soon she would be unconscious, and then put in a sack and sold to the traffickers. In this way, many little girls in the slums have disappeared, and in some cases even beautiful women have been kidnapped.

"Hiss!"

Vivien fed little by little, and waited until the man on the bed had swallowed most of the bowl, then hurriedly took a few sips, washed her little hands and cheeks with water, and shrunk her petite body into the musty quilt. Because of the wound on her back, the little girl couldn't help sobbing a little in pain, and then she put her arms around the young man's arm with both hands and said to the old dog at the door: "If anyone comes, you will bark!" ”

"I know what they think."

"They thought that my brother was unconscious now, so they wanted to sell me to the woman Sothia!"

"It's going to be a lot of money."

Growing up in the slums, she knows far more than children her age, Sosia is the biggest trafficker in the slums, she will pick out beautiful little girls, and then raise them to be ** and send them to the big ** in Amber City.

It is impossible for an eight-year-old girl to survive in the slums.

There was a hint of determination in the corner of Vivian's eyes, and she leaned over and gently kissed the young man who looked like a vegetative person on the bed, and said in a low voice: "Even if I want to sell it, I will sell it myself!" ”

"And then use that money to hire a real pastor, maybe you can save my brother."

She knew what fate it would face!

The woman in Sosia would raise her for a few years, and then teach her how to serve men, and if she was beautiful enough, she would give it to some nobles in the city, otherwise she would have to send her to those who were indiscriminate.

But for my brother.

She is willing to do anything, because she only has one relative.

There was a sound of beating outside the house.

Vivien couldn't help but shrink into the bed, and there was a fierce glint in the eyes of the old dog at the door.

It was Colon and Savi in the ghetto fighting for territory, and many thieves in the ghetto had died since his brother was seriously injured by a terrible wizard. All the original leaders died in the streets, and the rest of the people have fought many times for turf. There were no guards at all, because this was the forgotten corner of Amber.

They are competing for the neighborhood where they are active, and they are also fighting for the children in the slums.

Because no matter which gang it is, it needs to train children to steal, and my brother became a thief in this way in order to support her.

Vivien's memories of her parents are vague!

I only know that my mother once had a husband, who was said to be a brilliant thief, but unfortunately he accepted a mission and died in the tower of a certain wizard.

From that time on.

The wizard became the most terrible being in her young mind!

That man was my brother's biological father, and although she was not born at the time, I heard my brother mention it.

Afterward.

Mother took her young brother through a period of displacement, because life forced her to even work as a waitress in a tavern, in fact, it was a part-time **. Vivien knew this, and she knew more than her peers, until her mother met a mysterious adventurer.

Soon, she became pregnant again.

The adventurer didn't marry her, but just raised her like a **, and that man was Vivien's biological father.

It is also said to be a strong professional.

Hiss was his pet, and then he mysteriously disappeared.

Only this old dog has remained with them.

My mother lost two men in a row, and she began to have some mental disorders, and even suffered from soul loss for a time, and finally died.

She was only three years old at the time.

My brother is twelve years old.

The two young children lost their parents and soon ended up on the streets, where their older brother often fought with others over a meagre amount of food.

Later, the elder brother joined the gang and became a qualified thief.

Then.

Their lives gradually settled down, and they had a place to stay in the chaotic slums.

A terrible scream was heard.

Vivien trembled with fright, and hid in the arms of the young man, and the old dog at the door suddenly stood up, and looked fiercely into the alley in the distance.

There was a dead man!

It's normal for people to die in the slums, and even the priest of the Temple of Dawn doesn't care about life or death in the slums.

Everyone nearby slammed the door shut.

Someone also picked up the deadbolt and locked the door, and Vivien got up and struggled to put a deadbolt up.

According to her common sense of living in the slums for many years, if there are dead people, the problem will soon become bigger, and the next fight will definitely be more serious, and it may affect people nearby.

Fear.

The fear in her heart made the little girl hug the old dog tightly and bring him to the foot of the bed.

"Hiss."

She looked out in horror and could see figures in the rain, fighting each other with weapons in hand.

Blood flowed all over the alley before being washed away by the rain.

You can faintly smell a hint of blood!

Vivien leaned over and touched the old dog's head, trembling slightly from fear of the young body, and murmured, "You'll protect me, right?" ”

"Whew!"

The old dog barked suddenly.

The little girl was startled, but she immediately saw that Heath was not calling outside, but at the young man on the bed.

"Brother!?"

Vivien turned around in surprise, and now the young man on the bed had opened his eyes, and his lips moved slightly.

The pressure and fear that have been there burst out in an instant!

The small figure suddenly threw herself into his arms, and large crystal tears slid down his immature cheeks.

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