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Places with many people are safer than places with few people. This is what my father once said.

Although another man also said something that made no sense, like when there are many people around you, at least there will be more than just one person responding to you, Dad probably agrees with this as well.

So he went deeper and found the largest concentration of people he had ever seen before him.

A dignified and beautiful young lady (about ten years old) dressed in gorgeous clothes stood out among a group of people who looked embarrassed and dressed in old clothes.

If he was not mistaken, the other party should be... distributing food?

Are you a public welfare worker? You are so young and you are volunteering.

He thought about it, and then, driven by his rumbling stomach, joined the queue for food.

"If you can't make your stomach and penis listen to you, then they are your boss." - by [Big Dad]

That makes sense. Although he doesn't quite understand why he was educated like this when he is an only child and has no younger brothers, when he thinks about how the other person is often scolded by his own younger brother, he understands it as his personal experience being broadcast directly without any modification.

The line was more orderly than it looked. After receiving their food, everyone spoke a few words to the pretty girl.

Are you going to say something like thank you to God?

He looked a little serious.

My family doesn't have a good impression of religion, and my dad has even said many times that religious believers are stupid.

Having learned about a medical worker's stereotypes about believers and his prejudiced views on their preaching and charitable activities, he was a little worried that he would be disliked if he couldn't say something pleasing.

The impression of the pretty lady is secondary, whether or not one can be full with free food is the most important thing.

So when he noticed a certain similar phrase repeated in many people's mouths, he got nervous and said it out when it was his turn to get food.

What that sentence means is——

【321】Pretty girl (indifferent) and bad-looking uncle (happy)

"I like Tia."

"Eh?"

Ilitia was a little stunned.

A boy who looked a little older than me, with the look of someone who had just been in trouble, called me by my name in a very affectionate way and said that he liked me.

For Ilitia, who was only ten years old, it was somewhat shocking.

However, she is the first princess, the eldest daughter of the Lu family, and a member of the royal family whose etiquette is always perfect.

So her gaffe only lasted a short time.

"Thank you. I like you, too."

She responded gracefully.

The other person nodded and took the free food from her hand timidly.

His look made Ilitia a little concerned.

The look was not like the inferiority, numbness or gloom of the poor civilians in the imperial court, but more like a wild beast that had come to a strange place.

And she had no impression of that face at all.

Although this was only the fourth time that Illitia had hosted such a charity event in person, she could guarantee that she had memorized everyone around her, regardless of gender or age, but she had no impression of the boy's face.

Tourist? And this skin is too good for a beggar...

Could it be a spy?

Out of emotion, she didn't think that she would be targeted by spies. She was not the only princess of the Lu family. Compared with her two sisters, the probability of Illitia being regarded as a target that needed to be monitored was not very high.

But reason told her that it was possible.

Let's investigate it later.

She thought so.

……

That young lady is such a good person.

He felt this way in his heart.

The free food was sweet bread, which was sweet but not greasy, and the portion was large, and it was served with milk.

Having tasted milk from many domestic milk manufacturers, he could still tell how pure the free milk was, so he was quite grateful to the organizer of this probably charity event.

There is also a storytelling segment.

This session was held for children. Many children who were the same age as the beautiful young lady or even younger were sitting there, listening to what she was saying with longing eyes.

Of course, he was sitting there listening just because the young lady had a nice voice. He just listened to it as if he was listening to an English song while eating the food in his hand.

Of course, because he was unfamiliar with the place and considered that people might not provide him with the next meal, he only ate half of it, then sat there quietly waiting for digestion and recovering his strength bit by bit.

The storytelling session lasted about an hour, and he left while the other person was taking a break to drink water.

Then after turning a few corners it got stuck.

Several people who looked pale and thin were staring at the bread and half a bottle of milk in his arms, saying something incomprehensible.

"@＃￥%￥＃ (Little devil, give me all the food in your arms!)"

He had heard that eyes are the windows to the soul.

Although he didn't know what a hungry person's eyes looked like, he knew what the eyes looked like when someone desired something that someone else had and had the urge to snatch it.

My strength has recovered a little, but...

Having never tried to fight against humans, he didn't know what position he occupied in the human food chain.

The hidden blade has been checked and is usable. The sharpness is also good, but the toughness may not be very good.

He has used this hard weapon many times, but the targets he faced were all various infected bodies and synthetic beasts created by "Big Daddy", and they all ended up dead.

"Don't kill anyone. That is a mistake that can never be made up for."

This is what my father taught me.

At first, that person seemed very dissatisfied with him helping [Big Dad] with the experiment. After the two adults quarreled several times, he just said this to him and then didn't care about it anymore.

But the other party's cold eyes at that time made it very memorable for him, even now.

So he didn't dare to kill anyone.

In my impression, making mistakes will result in corresponding punishment according to the severity of the mistakes.

After my father found out that I was asked by [Big Dad] to learn how to record real-time video of him and others having a party, he said it was wrong.

Then he broke one of Big Dad's legs and six of his ribs.

He was also charged with being an accessory after the fact and having a feather duster whipped off.

According to [Big Dad], that was only a minor crime, and above that there were major sins, felonies, and unforgivable sins.

Even minor crimes were punished like this. He couldn't imagine how his father would punish him if he really killed someone.

and so……

……

Ankulu is a resident of Central State.

He has a [disease] called [Star Deficiency Syndrome].

Rather than being a disease, it is actually just that even though there is a star spirit living in the body, one does not have the energy to activate it.

In this country, such people are regarded as those who are not loved by the Protoss or even abandoned by them.

Such people will always be and can only be inferior to others in the paradise of the Protoss - the Nebilis Imperial Hall.

He already knew this, and as someone who had been looked down upon by those Protoss who performed even street magic since childhood, he had long since given up resisting.

In the end, he chose to bully the weak.

There aren't too many people in the Central Province who can't even afford food. At least adults like him can still make do with some hard labor to get by. What's more, there is a silly princess who is now putting on a show, trying to distribute food to abandoned people like them or sing and tell stories on the streets.

So he was just planning to attack the boy out of the desire to bully the weak, and the guys who came with him might have the same reason... No, two of the four people including himself were lazy guys, and they might really be planning to steal the brat's food and eat it.

But it doesn't matter, he was planning to steal the other person's food anyway.

At first glance, he was a child of nobles who had been in distress. He had fair and delicate skin, and was wearing a long coat of fine workmanship. His eyes revealed an untainted clarity.

This kind of look is worth being defiled.

For a man like Ankulu, self-esteem was a word that did not belong to him from the very beginning, so he would not have any regrets about his subsequent atrocities.

If it was him or them who initiated this atrocity.

The incredibly fast stab penetrated their joints. The boy, who should have been like a little white rabbit at the mercy of others, maintained a clear and even kind look in his eyes. He stepped on a guy's head in front of Ankulu and used a sword-like weapon to cut the flesh from his limbs bit by bit.

From a pool of rotten meat at the beginning to gradually thin and evenly thick slices of meat later on.

That child... no, that monster handled the livestock with skillful movements as if he was checking the feel of his hands!

I update daily, and the default value is 2K per update, so there may be extra updates.

Then, in order to motivate myself to write more, I will temporarily propose a long-term unlimited reward for additional updates.

Recommendation ticket reward:

If this book receives 25 recommendation votes every day, one more chapter will be updated. If it receives 50 votes, another one will be updated.

Although it feels impossible now, one more chapter will be added for every 100 votes, and there is no upper limit on this mechanism (referring to the base of 100 votes in a single day).

Then I will complete the additional update the next day. If you need leave, I will let you know.

You probably don't care that much about this book. It would be nice if you could speak up occasionally to give me some real-life experience about writing the book. After all, it's still very uncomfortable to play it alone, even though my writing is terrible (frustrated).

【322】Deduction of Wood Shadow Stone

Probably no one expected that the two would meet for the second time so soon.

After stripping off the alcohol-smelling but intact clothes of the man who tried to assault him, and rolling them up to put on himself, he saw the beautiful young lady on a public bench by the road.

She sat on the bench and rubbed her ankle.

A high-heeled shoe with a broken heel lay beside her feet.

It is normal to learn to wear high heels like adults when you are around ten years old.

He thought so, so he walked straight over, past the other person and tried to find a place where he could spend money to buy some food.

I just got a dozen copper coins. I hope this thing can last longer.

Pocket money is a weekly prayer for the kids.

Then he felt himself being pulled.

Looking back, the person who pulled me was that beautiful girl.

Could it be that the other party saw me slashing someone, and now wants to call the police and have me arrested?

【It seems like a lot of things have happened to you.】

I don't understand what he said, I just know that he might be asking if something happened.

【Would you like to sit down and chat with me? 】

The other person patted the seat next to him, probably wanting him to sit there.

He actually refused at first, because a three-year-old prefers pretty toys and delicious snacks rather than pretty little sisters. If all else fails, a handsome guy with a nice butt will do. After all, once you see a waist and butt like Tiga, you won't find anything to refuse.

However, the other party took out some cookies that looked delicious, so he sat next to him with a happy look on his face.

……

Ilitia was now certain that the other party really could not speak.

There shouldn't be any big problems with his language function. After all, he doesn't say "um" or "ah" and he has spoken complete sentences.

But he does not understand the language, but fortunately he can understand gestures and so on, so he should have the ability of reasonable thinking and logic.