When he came to the street, Rogge changed into his shoes and laughed at himself: "I didn't expect to use these boots..."

Rogge knew the consequences of offending the nobles, and he was not stupid enough to run around the streets in these boots, and after earning coins, he changed a pair, but he didn't expect that there would be a time to use them, and he was quite helpless: "Lord Viscount, it's not that I don't respect you, it's really a last resort, besides, who made Dale County under your rule so unbearable, let's be two clears on this issue, if you really want to trouble me when you turn back, I won't be polite to you!"

Secretly and heartily, Rogge looked at the carriage prints on the muddy streets, his eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth curled, and walked along the carriage prints. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Two corners later, a faint cry of sorrow came, and Rogge hurried to ......

In front of a larger room, a bearded old man with a haggard face and a tear-stained face knelt in front of the door, his muddy hands kept banging on the door: "Please, please Lord Buck, let my daughter go, I'm willing to do anything, please!"

The screams of the maidens in the room, the tearing of the strips of cloth, accompanied by the sound of lewd laughter, it was clear that the old man's pleas had no effect.

"Father, father, help me, help me!" cried the maiden's despair.

"Daughter, my daughter, please, Lord Buck......" The old man heard the girl's voice, his face was full of despair, but he could only bang on the door harder and plead, and the sad voice was heartbroken.

"You will fall into hell forever, the gods will not let you go, you gangsters..." There was not only one old man in front of the door, but also two old women sitting on the side, staring at the gloomy sky with blank eyes, as if accepting such a fate, and constantly cursing the villains.

The whole street was deserted except for the three old men, and all the doors were closed, and if you looked closely, you could see frightened and numb faces through the cracks in the broken doors.

"Boss, look at this girl, hahahaha..."

"I didn't expect that the last transaction of this year had a good harvest, and there are three little chicks, boss, don't you rush back tonight, right?

"you, didn't you lose money last time because you played dead?!"

.......

The unbearable sounds in the room came out without hesitation, but I didn't know that these voices fell into the ears of a child about seven or eight years old on the side of the street word for word.

At this time, Rogge's eyes shimmered coldly, and he was extremely cold, and his fists were clenched until he took a deep breath, and gradually let go: "Good, good, good, very good! This is the most pleasant prelude I have ever heard in my life!"

"Prelude to death!" Rogge walked forward with a blank face.

As Rogge approached, the door was kicked open, and a curse was heard: "Damn Offman, you don't want to live?!"

The big man who came out had a hideous face, and just as he stretched out his leg to kick the old man who had knocked on the door before, a voice came: "Put down your dirty and stinky feet!"

Hearing this, the big man looked annoyed, but when he turned his head, it was a seven or eight-year-old child, who didn't react for a while, and was stunned in place.

It's no wonder that the big man reacted like this, and no one in the entire slum dared to speak to himself like this, let alone a child.

"Didn't you hear what I said, filthy, lowly brute, I'll tell you to put your feet down!" it was Rogge who spoke.

"Good boy......" The big man reacted, instantly annoyed, his face was hideous, and he stretched out his hand to grab Rogge.

Facing the big hand that was caught, Rogge was not afraid, and said indifferently and arrogantly: "Do you want to offend the nobles?!"

"Aristocrats?!" The big man's outstretched hand instantly stopped in mid-air, although these people are all evil, but all of them are human spirits, in this world, some people can not be offended, and then look at the child in front of him, he is not timid in the face of himself, that arrogant posture, contemptuous eyes, like a servant of a noble family he has occasionally seen, is exactly the same, and he was shocked for a while.

Seeing this, Rogge secretly smiled in his heart: "With this bit of intelligence, if you can't kill you, I won't be called Rogge!"

Ignoring the big man who looked at him in place, Rogge walked into the house with a high posture, and glanced at it, the room was simple but the space was quite large.

On the left side were eight half-man-high wooden cages, smaller bodies huddled inside, and as Rogge entered, a pair of blank eyes looked at him, and Rogge found Asuna in the innermost corner holding her legs and crying.

As if feeling Rogge's concerned and anxious eyes, Asuna looked up, and a familiar figure came into view, as if she couldn't believe it, she rubbed her eyes with both hands, and waited for confirmation, with an anxious and eager look in her eyes, and her mouth opened slightly.

Maybe it was out of fear and didn't make a sound, but Rogge still understood what Asuna was about to say: "Help me!"

In addition, there were three people tied to the iron link next to the cage, two of whom were two girls about seventeen or eighteen years old, who were looking at the other side of the room in horror, a girl who was disheveled and pressed by a big man below, shivering.

Seeing Rogge coming in, Dahan let go of the girl under him, and Rogge's words just now were so loud that the five people in the room could hear them clearly.

After Rogge nodded slightly at Asuna, he looked at the few people in front of him, except for the two middle-aged people sitting in the middle, the other four were all burly men with full faces, and couldn't help frowning: "Only six people?"

"Six people came to the slums, and the slum people were so scared that they didn't dare to go out?" Rogge couldn't even understand: "It seems that he still underestimates the reputation of these villains and this society!"

"You're Buck, aren't you?" Rogge looked at the bald middle-aged man sitting in the middle.

The middle-aged man was not burly, but several terrifying and twisted scars extended from the top of his head to the corners of his mouth, making him look hateful and hideous.

"Boy, have you seen me?" Buck looked at Rog coldly in a hoarse voice like a night crow.

'The name of the nobility is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and even such a villain does not dare to be presumptuous in the slightest,' Rogge thought secretly.

In the face of Barker's questioning, Rogge did not have the slightest timidity, and still had a haughty expression: "As far as you look like a beast, the slum people don't know?"

"Boy, what are you talking about......" The big man next to Buck shouted with a gloomy face, but Buck reached out to stop him.

Rogge saw it in his eyes and thought secretly: "I found out so quickly, I deserve to be the leader of the villains, I can bear to scold you like this, it's not easy to deal with!"

"Boy, I didn't know there were new workers in the Viscount's house. Buck glanced at Rog's boots.

"Isn't it possible to recruit today?" said Rogge, walking towards Asuna.

"Boy, offending the nobles, do you know what the end is?"

"It should be worse than you!" replied Rogge casually.

"Bastard! who do you think you are? Rogge's attitude naturally angered the people under Buck's men, and he saw a big man pull out a long knife from his waist, with a wicked face: "I slaughtered you here, do you think the honorable viscount will care about such a boy as you?"

"Hungry, aren't you?" Rogge came to Asuna and squatted down, smiling, leaking out his white teeth, completely ignoring the big man's threatening words: "This is bread, by the way, this is the potion I bought for you, drink it quickly, I'll look at your wounds..."

At this time, Asuna looked at Rogge in front of her with a shocked face, her eyes were extremely bright, looking at Rogge like a god, she could hear what she said just now, working for the Viscount, what a noble existence it should be.

snatched the bread handed over by Rogge, and as soon as he ate it in his mouth, his mind instantly showed endless grievances, he had never eaten such delicious bread, and no one had ever cared so much about himself.

For as long as he can remember, I've spent my time digging through the garbage dumps, occasionally digging out corpses from the garbage, and I don't feel anything but fear and hunger.

Just yesterday, as soon as I found a piece of hard bread, I was snatched away by the boy in front of me, and just when I thought I was going to die, it was this boy who rescued him.

He said in the morning that he was looking for something to eat, and not only did he find it, but he also brought so much food that he had never eaten before, and even a potion, which he had only heard of, let alone used, and never even expected to see it.

When he was caught in despair, the boy appeared in front of him again, looking at Rog, who was dressing his wounds with pity, and Asuna cried even more.

Maybe it's because of the food to satisfy his hunger, or maybe it's because his feet are frozen, and when he bandages his wounds, Asuna seems to have forgotten the pain, looking at Asuna who is crying while gobbling up, Rogge's heart hurts.

Turning his head to see the emaciated bodies in the cages next to him, and a pair of eyes staring at the food in his hands, Rogge felt like a boulder in his heart, and even the extremely restrained Rogge was a little anxious and angry.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you!" Rog turned to Stare at Buck after bandaging Asuna's wounds, and said impatiently, "I didn't see you do anything for a long time, because you were afraid, afraid of offending the nobles." ”

"You know in your hearts that if I am really from the Viscount's mansion, my life does not belong to me, but to the noble Viscount, and you dare to kill me without certainty? ”

"Don't you just doubt my identity? don't be tempted, the Imperial Year-end Festival is coming soon, there are not enough people in the Viscount's Palace, I happen to be appreciated by Deacon Owen in the Viscount's Palace, and today I am officially a servant in the Viscount's Palace, and I am working under Deacon Owen. “

"As for believing it or not, it's up to you, but before I say ugly things, it's no good for you to offend me, and you should know the consequences of disturbing the Viscount's imperial memorial!"

"And, if I'm telling a lie, I'm afraid nothing good will end to a kid like me in all of Dale County, but, do you dare bet?

After Rogge finished speaking, he stared at Buck, beating a drum in his heart, what he said was all nonsense, first took the nobles as a warning, moved out of the viscount to suppress the scene, and then found a reasonable reason to induce, and finally threw out his bottom line, and then eliminated the doubts after the deception, and interlocked, as for whether Buck believed it or not, Rogge was not completely sure.

Suddenly, there was silence in the room......