"McJack, is it really okay to let him do this? Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"It's okay, that guy just has a bit of a brain problem, likes to make these unpalatable bread for them himself, and he's not a murderer. But I was really embarrassed that he made these breads for them. ”

"Haha, yes, just smelling this bread, I know he must be a bad cook. ”

"You're right, what he does is really not ordinary. ”

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In the abandoned warehouse, several people sat on the table playing cards and jokes, ignoring the girl's bullied appearance.

"Ahem, cough, cough!!" the girl in the coarse cloth coughed violently, the dust mixed in the bread made it difficult for her to swallow, not to mention that the man forced the bread into her mouth, and the feeling of wanting to vomit came to her heart, but she couldn't vomit, she forcibly resisted the feeling of vomiting, if she vomited, it would stain the ground, and she would definitely be beaten.

"Give me all the food! If you can't, you won't have anything to eat for a week!!" the man let go of the girl's hair and kicked her on the head.

After the girl was kicked, the uncomfortable vomiting sensation became more and more intense, and she almost couldn't bear it anymore, but she still held her body, reached out and picked up the crumbs of bread on the ground, put the crumbs of bread that were almost stained gray by the dust on the ground in front of her closed mouth, and slowly opened her mouth.

Complex emotions such as humiliation and regret surged up in the girl's heart, and seeing the dirty crumbs that were close at hand about to enter her mouth, she remembered the black-haired aristocratic boy.

"Don't do such a thing in the future, if you don't have money in the future, you can come to me, although I can't give you a warm home, but if everyone lives happily together, this home will still be very warm." "One day, a year ago, in a cold alley under the heavy snow, the boy draped his expensive fur coat over the thinly dressed girl, about seven or eight years old.

"Be careful with the money, don't be found out by the bad guys, this money is your and everyone's living expenses, how to use it, it's up to you. The dark-haired teenager handed her a large bag full of money, touched her messy hair, and said.

"Well, goodbye. A hand full of warmth left the girl's head, and the black-haired boy walked away, and with the snow-white-haired maid, the carriage disappeared into the dimly lit streets covered with snow.

It's strange, what kind of mood is this, the girl doesn't know, the coat with the residual temperature and smell of the teenager on her body made her almost frozen body slowly become warmer, she didn't say a word at the time, looking at the gentle face of the black-haired boy, she couldn't find any reason to refuse his alms, she could have pushed away the money bag handed over by the boy at once, patted off the coat that the boy was draped on his body at once, and patted off the hand on his head at once, but she didn't do it, just the young man's sincere and pure eyes didn't have any reason for her to do so。

If she could have sought his help at that time, maybe her ending would not have been like this, but she didn't have the courage and strength to stand on the same position as him, the boy and himself were not people of the same world in the first place, yes, he was a nobleman, how could he help a lowly poor person like himself.

Today in the crowd casually saw the young man, he is still so gentle with the lovely girl next to him, yes, he is not the same as a poor person like himself in gorgeous clothes, he may have forgotten me a long time ago, the girl wrapped in a big coarse cloth, stood in the crowd and thought.

Tears flowed down and dripped on the dirty bread, and the girl didn't know why she was crying, but it hurt, it hurt, like someone had stabbed her heart with a knife.

Whoever can save us, anyone can, the girl was full of power, as if she was praying to God, or that the boy could save them.

"So you're here, I've been looking for you for a long time, good afternoon. The voice of the black-haired boy was like a light in the darkness, making people warm, and he appeared.

Although the place and time for the boy to greet him were a little inappropriate, the girl felt very happy from the bottom of her heart, because the boy had not forgotten himself, he was so happy, he still remembered himself.

"Who is this boy, where did he come from, get him out quickly. The man sitting around the table heard the voice of the black-haired boy standing in the doorway, glanced at it, and then said in a tone like chasing flies.

"Wait, this kid can't be a nobleman, how did he get here?!" a slightly stunned tone sounded among the people around the table.

A few people who were immersed in playing cards reacted and looked at the door that was only a little open, and the black-haired teenager walked in.

"Why do you cry? If you cry, it won't look good, you should smile more. The boy came to the girl who had collapsed on the ground, bent down, smiled reassuringly, stretched out his hand, and said comfortingly.

"Hey, hurry up and get him out of here, no, it's sent out, did you hear that, Anthony!"

"How did the noble lord's child come here?" the man known as Anthony was the one who bullied the girl, and he looked in the direction of the boy.

"You give me a little care, Anthony, we can't afford to mess with the noble lord, don't treat him like a child of these poor people, understand?

"Ah, ah, I hear it all, shut your stinking mouth, be quiet, Amos!" Anthony said angrily.

"Child, are you lost, I'll take you away, this is not a good boy like you. Anthony said in a flattering tone.

"It is not right for you to do this, to force underage children to work for you, and to endanger the lives of some of the inhabitants, you have committed a great crime. The black-haired boy pulled the girl up, then glanced at the surroundings and the children hiding behind the huge boxes, and said in a serious voice.

"You must be mistaken, we didn't mean to force them, did we, Nemo?" Anthony smiled as he looked at the girl who had just stood up in front of the dark-haired boy.

The tearful girl glanced at the boy, and suddenly remembered that this savior-like hero did not bring an escort, and went alone, coming, it was too dangerous, in order to protect the boy's life, the girl lowered her head and nodded with difficulty, not wanting the boy to see her expression.

"Look, no, it's too late for us to love them, so how can we force them?" said Anthony with a grin, and the few people playing cards at the table behind him couldn't help but hold back a smile, as if these words hit their laugh.

"If this is true, then what are the things in which position, don't tell me, those are all picked up, enchanted knives, cowhide shoes, long swords, purses, and even potions for healing injuries, so many precious things, how did you get them?" said the black-haired boy as he walked to where he had spoken, looking at the piles of items that looked like a hill and slowly.

"Also, the Empire has a statistic that shows that theft has the highest crime rate in this place, so what is the matter with these things?