Although fate is an out-and-out bullshit in Ivan's eyes, Ivan just looks down on this bullshit, it still dominates the starting point and direction of all things, and it will always be so unpredictable.

Just like him, the lowliest scavenger kid in Lunta City, he will unexpectedly become each other's most important friends with the noble bloodline of the Haiweiyin family, Master Hans.

Ivan remembered very clearly that it was on the side of the street south of the city of Lenta, there were not many pedestrians on the road, it was autumn, the cool season, but also the harvest season.

Therefore, those men who wander around the streets all day long are driven by their mothers-in-law or old ladies to harvest grain with brooms.

To tell the truth, the women of Lenta City, who are in the northwest and very close to the front line, don't know if they have also inherited the fierceness and bravery of the wolves on the grassland, and they are not at all like those delicate little women in the southern provinces. At home, you can fight with her men if you don't agree with her, and when there are bandits, you can use kitchen knives and go into battle to kill thieves.

To get back to the point, it was on that street that he passed every day and was very familiar with, that Ivan, who had just picked up a sack, saw a group of about a dozen children, surrounded and did not know what they were doing.

Ivan recognized them, they were all under the control of a child named Harley, who bullied the weak and feared the hard, stole chickens and dogs, dared to do any bad thing, and was the craziest group of bear children in the southern district of Lunda.

Looking at them like that, eighty percent are bullying some kind of child again, and they don't have any idea of saving people, Ivan shrugged his shoulders and planned to leave. He himself had been targeted by Harley's gang, but every time he rolled through the smelliest garbage heap in the garbage area before he came out, he was let go by Harley and the others.

"Harley, Boss, look at this kid, he's pretty handsome. ”

"Of course, I've heard that this kid is the son of the city lord who burned him a few years ago, and he is a noble child. The smug voice, the end of the last word of the sentence was deliberately long and dragged up, and Ivan knew that it was Harley's voice.

"This kid turned out to be the son of that bastard city lord, it's really good, don't treat it well, how can you be worthy of his city lord's father's great kindness to us?"

"Haha, yes, yes, you really have to entertain well, this is the only son of the former city lord's favorite baby!"

"Ah, damn it, he dared to bite me. ”

There was a commotion in the crowd, and then a thin but unusually flexible gray-robed figure rushed out of the crowd with a "bang", and the direction he was moving forward, only to see a child not much older than him with a cold face, dragging a sack of waste with both hands, and exuding a foul smell.

didn't have time to think about it, I didn't know if it was fate or the attraction in the dark, the gray-robed figure directly stepped forward and hugged the person's hand, and said in a panic: "Save me, save me." ”

Stunned, Ivan saw a child in a gray robe grabbing his arm vigorously, shouting "Save me, save me", and his eyes flashed with desperate hope.

I don't know why, seeing this child's stubborn but flashing eyes with a glimmer of hope, Ivan couldn't help but think of the last glimmer of hope in his eyes after Grandma Dora left two years ago, and he ran wildly on the street with the last glimmer of hope in his eyes, hoping to see the warm and kind figure in his memory at the next corner.

But no, no matter how you shout and call, no matter how hoarse you are, in the end you are still only yourself.

Empty and desperate, he was picked up by old Tom from the garbage collection station, and then became a waste picker who was enough to support himself.

may have experienced the pain of the last glimmer of hope, and couldn't bear to let the kid in front of him experience it again, in short, Ivan, who closed his heart and acted with an indifferent attitude, had no reason to soften.

threw a sack of waste in his hand back, then grabbed the gray-robed child and ran desperately towards the garbage area, attracting frequent sideways glances.

Harley's gang, startled by the sudden arrival of a sack of waste, paused, and by the time they came back to their senses, Ivan and the gray-robed child in front of them had long since disappeared.

"Chase me, that stinky beggar, stinky garbage, actually dares to be a hero in front of Lao Tzu, it's strange if you don't kill him. "Angry Harley, roaring madly.

Hiding in a hidden garbage heap in the garbage area, Ivan and the gray-robed kid were panting heavily, leaning on each other.

Looking at the child with a red face in his arms, for a while, Ivan felt very happy, and he didn't care about himself at all, just offended the child king Harley.

"Hans Havein, you can call me Hans. ”

"Ivan, my name is Ivan. ”

"Brother Ivan. ”

"Hmm. ”

After that first acquaintance, Hans and Ivan became friends, each other's most important friends, as for the child king Harley, he had already been solved by Hans's guardian, the old butler named Hand, after all, he was a nobleman, even if he was a nobleman who made a mistake, he would never allow a mere commoner to be bullied.

Childhood memories are very vague, but Ivan still remembers that on the streets of the South End, there were rows of white trees, and he and Hans often climbed up to reflect the sunlight into other people's homes with fragments of a bad environment, and the harsh white light always made them very annoyed, while he and Hans laughed.

On the high branches, we sat opposite each other, our unshoved feet dangling, our trouser pockets full of corn and walnuts. We played with the broken realm, eating the corn in our pockets, and throwing the corn at each other with a weapon, suddenly eating and amusement, and suddenly laughing.

We will also make a homemade slingshot, and the ammunition is very abundant, lurking on the white tree, Hans is very accurate as a shooter, but Hans is very naughty, and every time he aims at the target, Ivan is very helpless. Sometimes it's the fragile glass of someone else's window, sometimes it's the blacksmith's very fierce but chained big wolfdog's eyes, sometimes it's the fat and ugly middle-aged aunt's ass that pimps......

Whenever Hans shot at his target, it would not be long before the gentle and kind old butler Hand would lose his temper and, like a madman, shake Hans and me off the white tree with his strong and broad hands.

Then he confiscated all the mirrors and slingshots on our bodies, and told us in a serious way that the mirror is a product of the devil and will reflect the truth of people, so that we should not play anymore in the future.

......

One thing after another flashed through Ivan's mind, making him reminisce about the happiness of the past, and he couldn't help but sigh at the rapid passage of time.

At this moment, there was a violent knock on the door, and the noise instantly woke up Hans, who was sleeping.

With a calm face, Ivan opened the door, and saw two gray-robed people with stiff faces, glanced at Ivan indifferently, and then spoke:

"There is an order from the Inquisition, Ivan, a student of the Alchemy Department, who is suspected of being the mastermind in the deathmatch secret realm incident, come with us. ”