Chapter 356 Whose Person Is It?

I didn't finish my sentence, and Harold didn't ask me what to say next. We exchanged an intriguing smile.

The girl was also frightened, but it was more difficult for her to resist the temptation of food. Being hungry for a long time made her feel that having a full meal was more important than living.

While she was frightened and trembling, staring at Harold and me with fearful eyes, she kept stuffing food into her mouth, her cheeks bulging like a hamster storing food.

A stream of vegetable juice flowed down the corner of her mouth. I picked up the spare handkerchief on the table and stretched out my hand to wipe it for her.

She stopped chewing in fear, tried her best to swallow the bulging food in her mouth, looked at my reaching hand with despair, and finally closed her eyes.

I know that she was frightened, but this is just the beginning. In this Zephyr Continent, where the jungle thrives on the strong, things like today will happen again, and it won't happen just once.

Gently wiping the vegetable juice from the corner of her mouth, I put the handkerchief aside and quietly looked at her difficult expression as she thought she was going to die.

After a while, her eyes opened a slit and she looked at me slightly. Then, she stretched out a pair of dirty little hands and kept touching her head and neck.

"Where did you pick this little girl up?" Harold asked me, watching her movements with a smile.

"She and I have some history, it's not just picked up."

"What are you going to do with her?" Harold asked again: "Even if you sell such a young girl, you won't get a good price."

"What are you talking about?" I was a little unhappy: "I am not her master, and she is not my slave. Our identities are equal. How can we do such a crazy thing as buying and selling people!"

Harold sighed: "I understand what you are saying, but this is Airui City and I think you should have some understanding."

I nodded, looking a little solemn.

Airy City is not as democratic and just as Dashai City, nor is it as selfless and free as Moonlight City. It is full of violence and greed. Human trafficking and forced prostitution happen all the time, but I rarely encounter it.

A girl like this, eleven or twelve years old, with no survival skills and no protector, would not be able to survive for a long time in this cruel city of Airei.

I looked at the girl next to me with a little worry. She was still eating carelessly, and vegetable juice was dripping from the corners of her mouth again.

"Little idiot" I muttered, picked up the handkerchief again, and wiped away the vegetable juice from the corner of her mouth. But this time, she was not afraid, but sat quietly. After I wiped the corners of her mouth and chin, she again He ate it hungrily.

After eating for a while, she finished the food that was enough for three people.

She patted her belly with satisfaction, burped, and looked at me with a pair of big clear eyes. The fear in her eyes disappeared at this moment.

Is this the power of food?

Can food create trust?

I shook my head, not really understanding the world of snack food.

I said to the people hiding in the back kitchen: "Come here, pay the bill!"

The waiter who served me came over cautiously after being forcibly pushed out. I said, "How much?"

"Eight, eight silver coins."

He took out the bag of silver coins from his arms, poured it out, counted fourteen silver coins, and piled them on the table, saying, "The remaining six silver coins can be used as your tip."

"Thank you, thank you, sir, thank you, sir!"

The waiter who greeted us nodded and bowed, and respectfully sent us out.

I dragged the body with one hand and grabbed the head with the other. I chose a blocked path and turned toward the city gate.

Harold and I walked side by side, and the little girl followed closely behind me.

When I arrived at the gate of the city, I took the familiar route and turned behind a mound. There was a deep pit. There were garbage and corpses lying in the pit. It was the gathering point where Airui City often used to dispose of these things.

An unpleasant odor emanated from the bottom of the pit, irritating our noses.

The little girl's face became very ugly. She retched several times, but in the end she still didn't vomit out the food in her stomach. It didn't look like she couldn't vomit, but more like she couldn't bear to vomit.

I threw the body and the head down together, wiped my hands, and turned around to go back.

Harold frowned and asked me: "I see that you are very familiar with your movements. How many times have you done this kind of thing?"

I spread my hands and said, "Who knows, I can't remember clearly."

Harold was horrified.

Instead of going elsewhere, we transferred directly to the Valiant Guild and went to Harold's office to talk.

When I walked through the gate, I met two familiar adventurers again. Today they were on duty to guard the gate. Nodding and bowing and flattering words were absolutely indispensable. When I saw the dirty little girl, I kept tugging at my clothes. While they were holding on and I didn't care, the two of them also smiled flatteringly at the little girl and even called her "adult".

After entering the office, I found a chair and sat down. The little girl timidly sat on the ground next to my chair. Seeing this scene, I couldn’t laugh or cry. I picked her up and put her on another chair, and then started again. sit down.

After looking at the girl who was sitting still, I said, "Harold, are you from Rodney's side?"

Harold was startled, thought for a moment, and said, "How did you figure it out?"

"It's very simple," I said, "The lord of Airui City only has three sons. The eldest is said to be a cruel man, good at martial arts, good at killing, and very possessive. Unfortunately, his martial arts talent is average and his strength is very weak. If you are If there are people on his side, Airui City will probably become a terrifying place where everyone is in danger."

"As for the second child, he has always been good at playing dirty tricks and never plays his cards directly. First of all, it is inconsistent with your character. Secondly, it is said that he is very vindictive, and I have also had problems with him. In this way, he I will never let my people show any mercy to me, let alone turn a blind eye to my actions after I blatantly killed someone."

Then, I concluded, "Then you are Rodney's guy."

Harold shook his head and said: "But you have overlooked one point. I may also be the city lord's man."

"The city owner will eventually grow old, and the new owner is the key to your continued survival of the guild." I said, "You won't watch the guild you worked so hard to build go to waste."

Harold was silent.

His head was lowered so low that his face was even parallel to the desk, and neither his eyes nor his expression could be seen.