After an unknown amount of time, Oster opened his eyes and found himself lying on a shabby but clean bed.

His chest was heavily bandaged, and the wounds on his body had been properly dressed.

I remember that after being rescued before, he fell into a deep sleep soon due to his injuries, not knowing where he was taken or how long he had been asleep.

Sitting up, there was a small black head on the side, and the little girl was sleeping soundly on the edge of the bed. Hearing the movement, she woke up with a spirit, rubbed her eyes and said in a daze, "You're awake, don't move if your injury is not healed, lie down quickly." ”

After forcibly helping Oster to lie down, the little girl yawned again and said, "Are you hungry, I'll go and peel an apple for you." ”

The apples were brought, but the girl was too young, and apparently had been taking care of herself, not resting well, and dozing off as she peeled. Peeling and peeling, the apple rolled out of her hand and rolled onto the sheets, and the girl pounced on it and reached out to grab it, only to press a palm just down on the broken rib in Auster's chest;

Oster suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and he screamed, and almost passed out again. The girl panicked and said repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Are you alright......"

Then a tall man pushed the door in and said to the girl, "Marisa, with your kind of care, he will hurt even more." ”

The girl named Marissa was unconvinced and said, "It was an accident just now!" Dare to talk to the hall master like this, it's really unruly! ”

The man smiled, ignored her, stepped forward, briefly examined the injury on Oster's chest, and said to him, "When I treated the wound before, I found that your body has been over-soaked in magic energy, and if you use magic to treat it again, your body tissues may be transformed into a physique that is as easy to become addicted to magic like an elf. Fortunately, although the injury is not light, you are in good physical condition and recover quickly, and you should be fine if you lie down for another day or two. ”

Oster looked around and asked, "Where is this?" ”

The man said, "This is a secret stronghold of ours, rest assured, it is very safe, and the officers and soldiers cannot find it." ”

Oster looked at him and asked, "Who are you, and why did you save me?" ”

The little girl replied, crossed her waist and said, "You can treat us as beggars." As for saving you, of course, it's because you helped the parity master that day! ”

After talking for a while, Oster finally figured out that it was Marisa, the girl he had saved before, who was a member of the beggar gang, and when he saw that he was in trouble, he brought the gang to help. The man in front of him is the leader of the beggar gang, named Scal Axa.

As for Marisa, she is already the head of the hall at a young age, and is responsible for leading the pickpocket team to steal from the rich and unkind and raise funds for the gang. On that day, Oster was pulled by the rich man Koston as a shield, and Marissa mistakenly thought that he was in league with the squire, so she attacked;

Although later when Marissa was caught by the guards, even if Oster didn't help, the gang could rescue her; But for a thief who had stolen his own money in his life, Oster could not hesitate to help, and his bearing and character were far from being comparable to ordinary people, and he had won the respect of the beggars.

Skar smiled and said, "From that day on, Marisa has been secretly watching you fight from morning to night, and she can't pull back, not even the gang." Seeing you defeat eight of Silas' men by yourself that day, she excitedly talked to us all night. ”

Marissa jumped up angrily and slapped him, "Whoever told you to say this, shut up for me!" ”

After a pause, Skar put away his smile and said solemnly, "Speaking of Silas Cole, the leader of the Artist Guild who is making trouble for you, we've been eyeing him for a long time. This person colluded with the government to run rampant and oppress the artists and petty traders in the town. He also coaxed many homeless people into joining the union, but in fact forced them to sign deeds of sale and sell them as slave laborers in mines and farms. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I have personally corrected him to the Dharma. ”

With that, Skar got up and said to Oster, "There are still some gang affairs that I need to deal with, so I will leave for the time being." Please rest assured that Marissa will stay and take care of you. As he spoke, he leaned in and whispered, "If you can't stand being annoyed by her, you can tell the gang disciples at the gate guard and let them save you." ”

was so angry that Marisa kicked his leg repeatedly, "If you want to go, get out of here, don't talk nonsense here!" ……”

Looking at the two people who were playing and pushing, Oster's heart was quite relieved. The successive changes and blows in the past few days have made him begin to doubt whether what he has been doing is right; Now it seems that any persistence and acts of kindness are not meaningless.

After Skar left, Oster rested in bed for about a day or two. With the healing methods of this world and the physical fitness of the Titan's creation, the injury recovered quickly, and by the third day, he was basically able to move freely.

During this period, Marisa took care of her daily life inch by inch, and she was very quick with her hands and feet at a young age. It's just that he is a little overly concerned, and he completely forbids Oster to move without permission, even when he goes to the toilet.

While Marissa was away to prepare the meal, Oster tried to get out of bed and walked out of the room.

The room where he was recuperating was a basement, above which was a three-story wooden building with an inn sign. Stepping out and looking around, it looks like you're on the outskirts of town, with a hillside in front of you and a hidden birch forest around you.

Outside the door, there were a few beggars dressed as men, but clearly military-eyed people stood guard. When they saw Oster come out, they all saluted him. The slender metal tubular weapon they held in their hands was a firearm of some kind, with runes engraved all around it, and the firing mechanism on the handle was also powered by a small magic array.

After asking, the beggar disciple replied that it was called a rune gun, and it was one of the controlled instruments that the government strictly prohibited civilians from possessing;

"Mr. Oster, you may not remember me. On that day, a few of us were begging on Central Street while monitoring the movements of officers and soldiers. After being chased away from the front of the shop by the squire, I passed by the food stalls, and everyone else avoided them, but you gave me two silver coins. A disciple said with a smile.

Oster remembered that he was eating finger noodles on the side of the street, and the day he bumped into the demonstration, it was also before Marissa stole the money bag.

He felt more and more that this titular gang of beggars was not simple, and it was difficult to imagine a group of beggars with their equipment and level of organization. To have such force, and to be willing to live a life of abject poverty and begging, is in itself an abnormal thing.

But the other party claims to be like this, obviously for some reason not wanting to attract attention. In the year of the catastrophe, when the people are struggling to make a living, the beggars will be the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, which is the same truth in any world.

The beggar sentry, named Pullman, trusted Oster and saw that he was interested in the gun, so he not only happily took it off and lent it for viewing, but also explained the names and uses of the parts in detail.

Oster couldn't ask for it, so he studied it carefully. It soon turned out that this was not a simple goat's head selling dog meat, but a complex and sophisticated industrial product.