"Look, look!" the little girl's voice could be heard in the distance. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, Kanina, what are you going to help with today?" Maffeo walked up to her.

"It turned out to be my dear Mr. Frye, who helped me deliver this box of apples to a guest in the backstreet today. Uh, let me see, the house number is 352. Kanina looked at a small note in her hand, then pointed to the wooden box next to her.

"Okay, I'm leaving, I wish you a good business today. Maffeo picked up the wooden box.

"Thank you, my dear Mr. Fry. Kanina waved happily at Maffeo's back.

Kanina, a girl who is only 14 years old. She runs a grocery store on her own in the market district of Hutton Mah, which sounds like a tough one. His father and brother were hunters, the same group of hunters that Maffeo had helped in the Elwyn Line half a year earlier. The other day, the hunter sent a letter to Maffeona asking him to help his daughter, who was still young and had no trouble making ends meet. Maffeo naturally did not refuse, so the above scene was played out almost every day in the past few days.

Maffeo carried the wooden box and walked slowly down the main road that led to the back street. He had to be careful not to run into passers-by, as this was the peak of the Huttonmar crowds. If you don't pay attention, the box full of fruit will roll to the ground, and Maffeo naturally doesn't want that to happen.

"352......" Maffeo went from house to house looking for the owner, and it was not easy for him to read the number on the door as he carried the wooden box. The wooden box was almost half of his view, he really didn't understand who needed so many apples, and he even suspected that the fruits would probably spoil and rot before they were eaten.

A door number that looked really tattered caught half of his eyes, and he whispered, "Okay, I've finally found you." ”

Maffeo carefully placed the box of apples on the ground, and he moved his wrist to ease the aches and pains of the way. After all this was done, he started knocking on the door.

Perhaps what happened next would have seemed strange to Maffeo, and after several knocks on the door, there was still dead silence in the room, with no response.

He glanced up at the broken door number and muttered, "Hell, isn't it?"

Maffeo knocked on the door again, and he began to get a little impatient, the seemingly endless wait that made him a little bored.

The wooden door finally moved, and Maffeo felt relieved, which may sound strange, but Maffeo was in such a mood at this time.

The wooden door only opened a slight gap, and Maffeo peeked into the room with some strange peeping, even though it was darkness as he could see.

A small piece of parchment crumbs came out of the crack in the door, and Maffeo was a little confused, for the owner was so strange in his eyes. He took the note with a sense of surprise, and he read it: leave it at the door, and disappear quickly, and don't linger too much here.

"What?" said Maffeo, unable to understand the meaning of the note.

"Hey, I'm going to make sure you get this box of apples, that's my job. Maffeo tried to push the door open. However, there was a clear sound of drawing a knife from inside, which also stopped Maffeo's movements.

"Disappear from here quickly, or risk losing your life. The man inside said in a deep voice.

"What the hell is this? I'll meet this kind of weirdo when I deliver boxes of apples......" Maffeo thought he was out of luck.

The man inside seemed a little impatient, and a bright knife poked out of the crack in the door, which also startled Maffeo. The deep voice came again: "Hurry up and disappear from here, I won't repeat it a third time." ”

"Okay, Apple put it here for you. Maffeo pointed to the wooden box on the ground beside him, and left the area without a moment's pause, he didn't want to mess with a strange person in this kind of matter.

Maffeo looked back a few times, but no one came out of the wooden door. The box of apples sat quietly in the doorway, and no one passing by was interested in the box of apples that seemed to have no owner. The box of apples seemed to tell passers-by that if you dare to touch me, someone in the house will come out and chop you poor bastard into meat sauce.

"Well, that's terrible. Maffeo muttered quietly, ready to go to Canina on an errand.

A figure on the roof kept an eye on Maffeo on the ground, and the figure looked anxious and panicked. He seemed to be tempted to find Maffeo to talk to him, but Maffeo's steps were too fast. In addition, it was a lively daytime, and the Hutton Mar people were full of eyes, so it was not good for him to go down from the roof to the ground in full view of everyone. If you descend to the ground in a dark alley, it will be harder to find Maffeo in the crowd that fills almost the entire street.

Apparently these factors made him look a little distraught, and he followed Maffeo on the roof to the entrance of the market district, a position where he could no longer move forward, as there were no houses left in front of him to settle down. He stomped his foot a little annoyed, then turned and disappeared over the roof.

From a distance, Maffeo could see the familiar figure standing in front of Canina's shop—Camilli.

She seems to be buying something from Kanina, and I have to say that in terms of goods, Kanina's store can be described as dazzling. With everything from food to potions and even some mysterious gems, it's hard to imagine this being a 14-year-old girl's shop.

"Hey, Camilly, what are you buying?" Maffeo waved as he walked up to her.

"Antidote. Camille raised the purple liquid in her hand, her expression looking a little anxious, and she was ready to leave as soon as she had paid the money.

"Has anyone been poisoned?" asked Maffeo.

"A kid, he strayed into the territory of the poisonous Elvis in the Gran Forest, I have to send the antidote quickly, he is dying, Freya is waiting for me. Sorry, Maffeo. Camilli, who had always been calm and quiet, finished the above words at a speed that she had never said before, and she also took a step towards the side of the hotel street as she finished speaking.

"Well, there are a lot of bad things today. Maffeo muttered, then explained his errand to Kanina.

Although Canina didn't show any surprise after hearing what Maffeo said, in fact, in her opinion, as long as the goods were delivered, after all, money had already flowed into her pocket. As for what the guests are, as long as the deal is done, it doesn't matter to her.

All in all, it's always good that the errand is done. Now, Maffeo is back in for his leisure time.

The hurried figure came towards Maffeo, and she looked a little flustered.

"Selia, what's going on?" said Maffeo, looking at the sweaty Selia.

"There's one thing......" Celia said again, obviously the thing she was trying to say wasn't good news for Maffeo.

Well, the leisure time may have to wait, Maffeo thought.