"Kim was hanged!"

In the damp and smelly stone house, the tattered child shouted. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Oh. ”

Arcanis got up from the straw bed and rubbed his eyes, apparently not yet recovering from his stupor.

"Boss, Locke is dying!"

The little bug shouted again.

Just as the confused Arcanis was dealing with this strange information, a wave of anger suddenly surged up, and she suddenly came to her senses.

"What! Kim was hanged!" he stood up, "hasn't Kim snuck into the Yellow Trumpet's camp several times?"

Wait, it's like I'm in a dream, in a memory of the past. Arcanis finally realized that he was in a dream. Although in a dream, she had all the feelings of her past.

"He was hung from a small port. The little bug almost cried, "and tied a big stone to his foot." ”

"Not bad, at least they let Kim hang decently. ”

It turns out that I had a sense of humor when I was a child. She thought to herself, gradually integrating into her "past self". (Hereinafter referred to as "she" to the current Arcanis)

"We're all going to die!"

"What nonsense. The past Arcanis exclaimed, "I'll go myself." ”

The ghetto lockdown has been going on for two weeks, and anyone who dares to flee the affected area has been killed in the middle of the road with a bow and arrow.

"But if you die, the Beards will kill us all. ”

The cruel reality has made orphans in the epidemic area quickly learn how to compete for resources.

"I'm not going to die, little bug. Arcanis removed from the bed, and the thief drew a shiny dagger from under the bed, it was ordinary, the only thing special was that it had been sharpened many times. "I've killed people, and the shadow thief taught me a few tricks. Whoever tries to kill me must die. ”

As the leader of a small gang, Arcanis knew that if he didn't take action himself, no one would listen to him, and Locke was his good friend, and of course, the most important thing was that he was injured because of Arcanis's orders.

Arcanis found another cloak with several holes, the spoils of war that his men had given him.

"Swear by my mother's ashes. ”

The white-haired thief, cloaked, took out his mother's urn and shouted to his four men what he had learned from the bard, "Success." ”

When night fell, he stole close to the camp in the small port.

The blue and red moon was reflected in the black sea outside the small harbor, and the ripples raised by the boat with the alchemy lamp shattered the moon. More than two dozen bodies, most of them children, were swaying in the sea breeze from street lamps hanging from the small port. Because this plague, called "Black Whisper", is only fatal to adults over the age of fourteen or five. Of course, this standard is not necessarily, because diseases do not want to follow too many rules.

After the resources in the epidemic area were hidden and fought for light, many surviving children began to play the idea of camp, trying to play "exquisite, exciting and interesting games" in the camp. In their spare time, the guards in charge of the blockade hung those who had no courage and no skill on the street lamps, and also thoughtfully tied a stone so that they could hang there with dignity.

As soon as he got closer, the barking of dogs filled the camp. Frightened, Arcanes immediately returned to his hiding place.

"Damn dogs. ”

He whispered that dogs were damn creatures that were enough to knock out all gamers who had no courage, and that they were one of the game's thrills.

Arcanis waited patiently, and when his stomach rang for the 19th time, the guards in yellow coats finally rushed out of the camp with the dogs. The white-haired thief has a green glow in his eyes, tormented by hunger and despair, and there are always people who want to break out of the blockade, and the swarm charge is the method that seems to have the highest success rate.

He stared at the yellow-trumpeted ones who were leading the dogs, and suddenly a black hound stopped, looked in his direction, sniffed, and then pulled his master, towards Arcarnes' hideout.

"Damn dog!"

Arcanis cursed under his breath and retracted his head. Although his position is hidden, he will inevitably be discovered as soon as he escapes.

The barking of the dog grew closer, and he leaned his back against the wall, his heart pounding, and whispered a prayer to the Guardian of the Thieves, "Guardian of the Thieves, the God of Conspiracy..."

He had just finished his short prayer when he heard the angry bark of his hound's owner.

"Come back to me!"

The hound let out a few aggrieved whines and was pulled back by the owner who was in a hurry to catch up with the group.

"Whew~ Thank you for the conspiracy. ”

The white-haired thief exhaled, and there was a commotion in the distance, and dogs barked everywhere. Arcanis managed to approach the camp wall, the dog hole had already been blocked, and he remembered that King had said that there was a crack in the wall in one place, and that Berwick's cement was always of poor quality.

He fumbled for a while, found the crack, and climbed up.

There were several orange orbs of alchemy hanging from the camp, so the white-haired thief picked a black spot and jumped down. As soon as Arcanis landed, a dog sprang out of the darkness, barking, opening its mouth and biting the white-haired thief's neck.

Despite the poor quality of cement in Berwick City, there are plenty of dogs.

Arcanis' eyes widened in fright, just as the hound pounced on him, saliva splashing in his face. He suddenly thought of Kim's silent face in the moonlight, and the silent Kim was much better than before. But the white-haired thief didn't want to be speechless.

He immediately recovered from his astonishment, and in an instant, his entire body was in perfect harmony. Arcanis gripped the dagger tightly and stabbed the dog into the heart with unmistaken accuracy. I have to say that gravity helped him a lot.

The dog's mouth went soft and didn't bite his neck, and Arcanis held it, rolled it, and pulled out the dagger. He hugged the hound, twitching and struggling tightly, and the white-haired thief felt his chest wet. Its cries were muffled by the loud cries of its fellow citizens.

After some time, the hound finally died, and Arcanis breathed a sigh of relief. He stood up to find his chest covered in dog blood.

"Nicely dyed. He muttered, "Hopefully it won't fade." ”

Perhaps because the work was too tiring for the guards to notice, a thief had sneaked through the courtyard and snuck into an unoccupied guards' quarters.

"This, this, and this. ”

He opened the chest in front of the soldier's bed, medicine, shoes, smelly socks, and dry bread, all of which were very useful.

Arcanis didn't take much money, he took a lot of medicine and dry bread. Locke's wounds require trauma medicine, and bread fills his stomach.

Of course, there were too many things he couldn't take with him, so the white-haired thief just stuffed the food into his hungry stomach. Soon, his mouth was filled with **** bread.

Just as he was desperately trying to swallow a mouthful of bread without saliva. A voice that made his hairs stand on end. The wooden door was pushed open, and Arcanis turned his head, his eyes wide open, and he saw the white cloth.

Just as he was about to see the person behind the door, a voice interrupted the dream.

"Kanis, Kanis, please save my child....."

She opened her eyes and saw Ramon with an anxious face..........