Chapter 2: The Thief Who Stole Bread
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Magmat is located in the far north, and further north is the endless plain, as the defense line of the border of the Dick Kingdom, Magmat has a city known as the 'iron wall', a wall of thirty zhang, even the city of the imperial capital is beyond the reach of dust.
It is precisely because of the remote location, the summer of Magmat is extremely short, and the temperature difference between day and night is also very large, even if there is a high temperature of dozens of degrees in the daytime, once the sun sets, the temperature will plummet to more than ten degrees, and in the middle of the night, the snow mountain blows a biting cold wind, and the temperature will even drop to a few degrees, so the crops here are extremely scarce, most of them are planted with potatoes and sweet potatoes that are easy to ripen, and they are stored as food every year.
in the compound.
Sido waved his sword in the howling wind, again and again, such repeated movements, which had lasted for a whole afternoon, and every time he slashed, he used all his strength, and the faint silver light was the 'fighting qi' that the young man inadvertently squandered, this kind of qi cultivated by a martial artist can appear in a teenager, which is rare.
"Nine thousand six hundred and sixty! nine thousand six hundred and sixty-one! nine thousand six hundred and sixty-two......" Xido gritted his teeth, the green tendons in his arms faintly burst out, and he couldn't rest after a long time of exercise, and even his physical strength was almost exhausted.
"Damn, damn, damn!" Sido slashed hard: "What kind of monster is that guy Amon, it's obvious that he's playing monkey...... If he is so strong, it is impossible to kill him after another hundred years of cultivation!"
That's right, in the competition just now, the boy was completely defeated.
The man who looked so-so, picked up the sword as if he was a different person, even the eyes were different, and Sido's desperate offensive was not vulnerable in his eyes at all.
"Really...... It's disgusting!"
The boy swung the last blow hard, stuck the wooden knife into the ground, and gasped for breath.
Ten thousand swings of the sword made Sido's whole body feel extremely tired, the wind blew his soaked clothes, and a chill spread all over his body, Sido couldn't help but shiver, he turned around, and looked at the dinner that Amon had left for him before leaving—two pieces of wheat bread and gruel boiled with corn.
"Given that you're growing up, wheat cakes are especially well taken care of. Amon's voice sounded in his ears, and Sido grabbed the wheat bread, chewed it with great gusto, and took the cold corn porridge, and drank it all in one gulp.
Stomach, still rumbling.
"How can you have enough to eat with this little thing, bastard! You think you've raised a daughter!" said Sido, dissatisfied.
The storage room is on the inside of the house, there are bread that I buy on weekdays, and some vegetables that Amon grows himself, Amon walked into the storage room along the familiar road, and found a kerosene lamp on the cabinet, and turned on the lamp, and the faint light continued to sway along the flames, gradually illuminating the storeroom.
"Really, the cabinet is not closed, what should I do if it is eaten by rats. Sido grabbed two loaves of bread and snapped the cabinet closed.
Click!
A slight sound caught his ears, and Cido froze and turned his head to look inside the storeroom.
"Are there really rats?"
The boy stepped forward with the kerosene lamp, the usual small storage room, and there was nothing unusual to see, the boy frowned, sniffed the air with the tip of his nose, his expression gradually became vigilant, his eyes turned into needle-like, staring at the raised black cloth in the corner.
"!"
Sida let out a loud shout, picked up the stick next to the door with his backhand, and walked towards the storage room......
The 'thing' that was hiding under the black cloth and shaking was obviously not a mouse, but looked more like a wild boar, and Sido approached step by step, holding the black cloth covering things with his left hand and the wooden stick with his right hand...... He jerked open the black cloth, and the wooden stick in his hand immediately smashed down......
Syllable!
The stick in the boy's hand was off angle at the last moment and smashed against the wall.
The palms of his hands were numb, but Sido didn't care about the severe pain in his hands, in front of him was a shivering child, wearing a cloak that covered his head, his face covered with mud looked very embarrassed, and in his slender and weak hands was a piece of black bread that had taken a few bites, she shrank in the corner like a kitten, trembling with fear, and her eyes were slightly aimed at the young man holding a wooden stick, full of fear.
"Where did you come from?" asked Sido, confirming that it was a thief.
“......”
The child, who was under his questioning, hugged his knees tightly and was too frightened to say a word.
"I ask where you came from!" said Sido again in a loud voice, and the stick lifted the man's cloak, revealing his green hair, and Sido was stunned for a moment, and under the bright kerosene lamp, he saw the girl's face clearly.
Even though there is nothing to see in the chest, the bright pupils, pointed ears, delicate facial features, and long dark green hair all give Sido a basic judgment, and there is a ...... in front of him Girl?
Putting down the stick, Sido frowned and stared at the girl in front of him.
After a while, he finally waved his hand without getting bored.
"Get out, next time I see you stealing, I'll break your legs!"
“......”
The girl was stunned and struggled to get up, but she was not much shorter than Sido, but she lowered her head, carefully put down the half of the black bread in her hand, and limped outside.
"Wait!" Sido called out to her.
The girl stood in place, and turned slowly, not daring to look up at Sido.
"Are you really hungry?"
The girl raised her head slightly, her eyes fell on half a piece of black bread again, her precious pupils stared for a moment, pursed her dry lips, and nodded slowly.
"This, take it!" said Sido, grabbing two loaves of bread from the cupboard and handing them to the girl.
“......”
"Take it!" said Sido, thrust the bread into the girl's hand, and pointed to her face, even though the delicate face was stained with mud, he could vaguely see the general appearance: "I don't care who you are, and it doesn't matter where you come from, in short, stealing is wrong, it's wrong, and it's always wrong." ”
The girl looked up.
She didn't speak, she bit her lip, and her eyes were as bright as a pool of stagnant water.
Moment.
The girl turned around and pushed open the half-hidden door without saying a word, her right leg was obviously injured, and she limped and walked with a twist, Sido couldn't even think of how she had sneaked into the house to steal bread with such a body, but his back came into view, and he felt a little unhappy.
I don't know how to express it, and I don't know who to talk to.
The sky was dark, but in a daze, the girl had disappeared in front of her.
Where the fence was near the corner, thorns were scattered on the ground at some point, revealing holes the size of a foot.
"It turned out to have slipped in from here, no wonder. "I can't help but think of a limping girl, peeling off the fence layer by layer, sneaking into the house, her eyes look so tired, she must have walked a long way, wrapped in such shabby robes, maybe somewhere escaped...... It could also be people from the slums.
"Why should I think about this, really...... I'm annoyed!" said Sidor to the bed, and as soon as he leaned over, he lay down.
The night was so deep, but the stars were a little bright, and the sleepy young man looked straight at the window, not knowing what he was thinking.