Chapter 45: The Art of Performance

"Hey."

"What do you want to do?"

Ryan grabbed the thief's wrist and noticed that the other's arm was a little too slender, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the other.

It turned out that the thief was a thin boy who was probably only about ten years old, and the word malnutrition seemed to be written all over his body, and his eyes were full of shock and a hint of fear.

"This must be a thief with a lot of "experience," he said to himself," Ryan said, "he didn't expect to be caught, but he was ready to pay for it." ”

Actually, it's normal.

Whether it's Porter Town or any other city bigger or smaller, there will always be thieves like boys, some of whom are forced to make ends meet, and some of whom are controlled by gangs.

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The boy's eyes widened, he didn't cry out for bullying or anything, because this might only be useful in some of the more developed or temple areas, but no one would be fooled in such a place, and people would not care what would happen if a thief made a "mistake at work" and was caught.

The boy was ready to be beaten up himself.

However, just as the boy gritted his teeth and prepared to endure all this, he suddenly felt something stuffed in his chest.

Like, a silver coin?

Before he could realize what was happening, another word rang in his ears.

"I'm going to punch you in the chest next, and then you can put on a little show."

"Sir?"

The boy was stunned.

But before he could receive a reply, a punch was already struck.

And just as he had just heard, this punch seemed to be very strong, but at the moment when it was about to hit his chest, he suddenly retracted most of his strength.

"Ah!!h

The boy didn't care much, and fell backwards with a scream.

The scream shifted the attention of the onlookers from the ring to him, but instead of feeling sympathy or pity, the onlookers were half surprised and half gloating.

Surprise because, they didn't expect Ryan to be a little more stern than he looked.

The schadenfreude is that they think the boy himself doesn't know who should steal and who shouldn't, and he deserves to be beaten!

And the boy's performance was not over, he curled up his body in pain, and then looked at Ryan with fear, and said in a trembling voice, "Yes, I'm sorry...... Sir, I didn't mean to ......"

"So why do you think I'm merciful?" Ryan snorted coldly and said, "Get out, never appear in my field of vision again, this time for the sake of you being a child, I will spare you, but next time it will not be so simple." ”

"Thank you, sir, I don't dare anymore." The boy scrambled back a few steps towards Ryan before turning to leave.

When the boy left, and the crowd looked at the winner in the ring again, Ryan smiled with a hint of test, "Do you know why I did this just now?" ”

"It should be for the 'watcher'," Aithia glanced at the childhood friend beside her, "Otherwise, we might have to find him but also us." ”

"Yes, including what I'm saying later, it's mainly for the 'watchers,'" Ryan whispered into Althea's ear, "and they chose children for this activity in an attempt to exploit the sympathy of people like us. Even as the children's 'work skills' become more proficient, they themselves will take advantage of this layer of strength. ”

"Of course, it could be that I thought too much, for example, he really just wanted to steal."

"It's okay in this case, I think with what I just did to him, this boy shouldn't be able to hit us with ideas again."

With that, Ryan looked up away from Althea's ears and said with a smile, "Alright, let's take a look inside the tavern, maybe Carder is drinking somewhere in the corner." ”

Althea touched her ears and walked behind Ryan in the direction of the tavern.

……

As a result, Ryan and Althea's plan to find someone did not go well.

This tavern is almost as much as the average person imagines a tavern.

Alcohol.

Screaming.

Everywhere there are women with good skills and more advanced boxing rings opened on the basement level.

It's just that there is no halfling card in any of these places.

"Maybe the woman was mistaken," Ryan commented on the way back to Athea, "but that's a good thing for us, and I don't want to wait to meet an old drunkard who likes to swear and can't live without alcohol." ”

Althea also agreed with Ryan's concept.

Although Cade usually likes to swear, his swearing is not the same thing as the "swearing" of places like Scartelo Bazaar.

"But what do we do now?"

Althea asked.

"Well, don't worry, go back and rest for the night, and wait until the next day to see if Bandy's shop is open at the real 'bazaar', and maybe it will be open then," Ryan said casually, "and then we'll go find GΓΌlen." To tell you the truth, I miss him a little bit after not seeing him for so long. ”

"Alternatively, we can go to the temple area to meet Orpheus, he is so kind to us, but it is not good to go and see it."

"That's the general plan. As for now," Ryan stretched, "it's only four o'clock in the afternoon, and there's still some time left before dinner, so we can take a walk around and enjoy the town's customs and customs." ”

Althea nodded, "Okay." ”

Although she really didn't like the environment of the Scatelo market just now, the rest of the town brought a lot of freshness to Athea.

"That's right, Ryan!" Althea suddenly remembered something, and excitedly proposed, "Can we eat out for dinner?" Just passing down a street, I saw a restaurant that specializes in octopus yakiniku! I haven't eaten takoyaki rice since I'm so old! ”

"Octopus yakini?" Ryan smiled and agreed, "You've managed to pique my interest, of course this is okay." ”

But the voice just fell.

A young girl's figure suddenly walked out of the corner of the street and walked towards them.