"Young master, you're fine!"

"Young master, let's teach this kid a lesson!"

In front of Xia Zuo, five or six servants with knives surrounded a little fat man who fell to the ground and said nervously, the little fat man was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a round body, white and clean, wearing silk clothes, and at first glance he was the son of a rich and noble family.

"Oh, I'm sorry, you're fine, are you?" Xia Zuo said, wanting to step forward to help the little fat man.

"Fuck off, where did the hillbilly come from?" a servant shoved Natsuzo away and helped the little fat man up.

Xia Zuo took a step back and froze, but only for that moment, he fell backwards again, fell two or three meters away before falling to the ground, holding his ass and shrinking to the wall with a frightened expression.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me!" Xia Zuo cried nervously.

The servant looked at his hand in disbelief, he didn't seem to expect that he could push Xia Zuo so far away with a push of his hand, and muttered: "Damn, how light is this kid like grass!"

"Boy, how did you walk, did you bump into the master?" the little fat man walked to Xia Zuo's side, kicked Xia Zuo in the leg, lowered his head and scolded viciously.

"The little one is wrong, please ...... Please don't fight!" Xia Zuo's eyes shrank in the corner of the wall in fear, as if he was very afraid of begging.

"Hmph, count yourself lucky, master, I'm happy today, otherwise you look good, let's go...... Don't let me see you again!" The little fat man, who is usually used to being powerful, seems to have something good today, and he didn't embarrass Xia Zuo anymore after kicking it, cursing and leading people away.

The little fat man slowly disappeared from the crowd that came out of the alley and merged into the street, Xia Zuo got up silently, swept the soil on his body, and walked towards the depths of the alley.

For what happened just now, he didn't care, Charlie had told him to pay attention to hiding his identity outside, he had just left the desert, he didn't want to cause trouble, and being beaten was indispensable, so it was a tickle, but if he beat the other party, it would naturally be a bit of trouble at that time, and if his identity as a Sersa was revealed, then everything would be over.

Xia Zuo began to wander around the city, since he could not go to the academy, he planned to stay here for a few days, first understand the atmosphere of the outside world, and then find a way to make some money, and then leave here by boat.

From noon to dusk, Xia Zuo had been wandering around, without the slightest sense of fatigue, he had seen a lot of things, and had a brief chat with the uncle who sold fish, and he had a lot of things that he had never known before, but his state changed from excitement to dazed, because he didn't know what he should do.

As the sun began to set, Natsuzo walked to the door of a tavern and stopped, listening to the noise inside, he raised his hand and touched his stomach.

"Recruit miscellaneous servants, pay three silver a month, and provide food and lodging!" reads on a wooden board standing outside the tavern.

Xia Zuo hesitated for a moment, and walked towards the tavern, intending to fill his stomach in the tavern first, and then if he didn't pay, he would naturally be left behind as a handyman, and by tomorrow, he would find a chance to run away.

"Hahaha, look at what this is! This is what my dad got from the black market at a great price......

Xia Zuo had just entered the tavern, and heard a somewhat familiar voice in the midst of the noise, with a little arrogance, but also a little immature, he turned his head to look over, and saw a big table in the corner of the tavern, sitting around a dozen people, the little fat man who was accidentally hit by Xia Zuo at noon was also among them, stepping on the chair with one foot, holding a piece of white paper in his hand, shouting loudly.

"Although it's only a third-level certificate, there's not even a word on it, hahaha, but the master is about to go to the airship, this time I'm going to the United Kingdom, to the Royal Academy! rest assured, the master will never forget the inside, ha!" The little fat man said a little drunk, obviously drank a lot of wine, and after speaking, he took the piece of paper into his arms, and patted it very carefully.

There was a flattering voice from the little fat fox friend around him.

"Then why don't you go yet? It's getting dark. One of them asked.

"Hey, what do you know, this airship has to stop here for a day, and it will leave at noon tomorrow, and if it goes up, it won't be able to come down, and those who rush to go up are brainless, not in a hurry, come and come, drink!"

Xia Zuo stood at the door of the tavern and frowned slightly, listening to the little fat man's words full of self-satisfaction, his eyes lit up slightly.

"It's not my fault, it's not my fault, I've apologized before, he kicked me, it's not my fault!" Xia Zuo, who had vowed not to do bad things again since he left the desert, kept muttering in his heart, and walked quickly towards the little fat man.

Xia Zuo hurriedly walked past the table where the little fat man was drinking, as if he was in a hurry, but he 'accidentally' hit the table, the table shook violently, the dishes on the table fell out, and the wine jug placed on the side of the table fell from it.

"Smack!", the flask exploded on the ground, and the wine splattered everywhere.

"Where's the beggar, blind your dog's eyes!" the little fat man suddenly scolded.

Xia Zuo stopped and looked back at him, his face panicked.

"It's you again, boy, you're looking for death!" the little fat man recognized Xia Zuo and grabbed Xia Zuo with his chubby hand.

Xia Zuo turned his head and ran, running towards the tavern door.

"Chase him, damn it......"

Following the little fat man's words, all his servants stood up from the table next to him, and the little fat man chased after Xia Zuo.

Xia Zuo got out of the tavern and fled in a hurry, deliberately running a few streets with full speed, and finally was blocked by the little fat man in a dead end.

"Don't hit me, I didn't mean to, don't ......" Xia Zuo shrank in the corner, looking like he was about to be beaten again, his eyes were full of panic.

"Call me!" the little fat man didn't talk nonsense, he waved his hand and shouted, and the first one rushed forward.

Bang bang ......

There was a crackling sound, and the little fat man took five guards to punch and kick Xia Zuo who was curled up on the ground holding his head, Xia Zuo could still scream at first, and he could hold the little fat man's legs and beg not to fight, but gradually, Xia Zuo shrank on the ground with his eyes closed and did not move, and his robe was full of dirty footprints.

The guards felt that the situation was wrong, so they all stopped one by one, and one of the guards said a little nervously: "Young master, something is wrong, don't kill anyone." ”

"Hey, hey!" the little fat man shouted, kicked Xia Zuo's body with his foot, saw that Xia Zuo still didn't react, couldn't help but turn slightly pale, looked at the alley where no one else appeared, beckoned to the guards and said: "Let's go, let's go, go back to drink, this has nothing to do with us, we haven't been here!"

The little fat man left in a hurry with the guards, and they were afraid of causing death, which was really not a good end.

As the sky grew dark, the alley slowly became silent, and there was no more sound.

"Idiot!" Xia Zuo suddenly opened his eyes, muttering silently and getting up.

Swept the soil on his body, looked back at the wall more than three meters high, his body suddenly ejected, his feet on the wall once borrowed force, and his body was as light as a harrier over the wall.

Xia Zuo fell into another alley, took off his dirty robe, put it on the crook of his arm, Xia Zuo walked out of the alley, merged into the street crowd that was still lively at dusk, and gradually disappeared.

......

The little fat man returned to the tavern with people again, drank a glass of wine to suppress the shock, and began to brag with people again, and soon forgot about Xia Zuo, and the atmosphere at the wine table was warm again.

The next morning, the little fat man who had slept on the wine table all night opened his confused eyes, shook his head to look at the guests in the tavern, and then turned his head to look at the guards who were also drunk and had not woken up, and subconsciously raised his hand and touched his chest.

The little fat man pressed his hand to his chest, and his face turned pale.

He put his hand inside his clothes again, scratched it carefully, froze again, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

It's gone, it's gone! Not just the admission voucher to the Royal College, but also his purse.

"Get up, get up for me, no one is allowed to leave, search for me, dare to steal the master's things, you don't want to die! Block the door for me, search for me, search quickly!"

The little fat man's shrill shouts resounded throughout the tavern.

He probably never dreamed that the person who really stole his things was not the tavern guest, but the dirty little boy who had been "killed" by him yesterday evening.