Escape

"It's you!"

Parr followed Edith and saw the Grimm brothers in the shady corner of the courtyard. He was surprised to find that they turned out to be the thieves from last night. What a coincidence.

Edith turned to look at Parr and then at the brown-haired Grimm brothers. She was a little puzzled, but she did not ask any more questions for the time being. Instead, she went forward to check the Grimm brothers who were lying on two wooden boards. While doing so, she asked in a bad mood,

"Tell me, you two! How did it end up like this? Did you both steal again?"

"We..."

The Grimm brothers couldn't be bothered to glare at Parr anymore. Faced with Edith's inquiry, they began to stutter while avoiding her gaze.

"It seems so. Then, little boy, tell me, how do you know them? Did they steal your things?"

Edith stood up and looked at Parr. Her pretty face became serious, which made Parr feel the aura of a big sister being displayed. However, it was not enough to intimidate Parr.

"Well, it's like this..."

Parr told her what happened last night, even though the Grimm brothers looked at him as if they were begging for mercy.

"I caught them stealing from me and Uncle John last night, that's it."

"Oh?"

As a sister, how would Edith feel about this matter?

"Well done!"

Edith reached out her hand and rubbed Parr's head as if she was praising him. The more she rubbed, the more energetic she felt. She found that Parr's hair felt surprisingly good upon being rubbed! Parr looked very embarrassed. He badly wished that he was taller! 

Edith quickly stopped and turned around to look at the Grimm brothers again. Her eyes narrowed, and her voice was cold as she nagged, "Grimm brothers, how many times has this happened? Why can't you change your habit of stealing things? If this continues, you'll be beaten to death sooner or later!"

Edith, who had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, squatted down and stretched out her palm. A layer of white light appeared on her body, and then it gathered in her hand.

"Ah!"

The Grimm brothers screamed as Edith's hand fixed their broken limbs. The white light seeped into the hands and feet of the Grimm brothers, and the expressions on their faces relaxed. It seemed that the pain was no longer as great.

Phew.

After the treatment, Edith stood up and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She looked a little tired. It seemed that she had spent a lot of energy to heal the Grimm brothers.

"It's truly magical!"

Parr was amazed. If the doctors in his previous life had the ability like Edith, how many patients could have been saved? This was indeed a magical world. He looked forward to exploring even more.

"Little boy, come here."

"What?"

"Just get yourself over here."

After taking a few breaths, Edith pulled Parr towards the Grimm brothers. Pointing at Parr, she instructed, "Apologize!"

Although the Grimm brothers were guilty of stealing, Parr had already punished them, so they felt that there was no need to apologize. Both of them tilted their heads and remained stubborn.

"I told you both to apologize!"

Edith's voice became louder, and her imposing manner as the eldest sister also rose. The surrounding children were so scared that they took several steps back and cast pitying glances at the Grimm brothers.

The Grimm brothers still did not speak, while Parr looked indifferent. Anyway, he had already taught them a lesson, so it did not matter whether they apologized or not.

"According to the law, we've already been punished for stealing, so there's no need to apologize." The younger brother called Little Grimm muttered under Edith's gaze.

Bang!

Edith was so angry that she directly kicked Little Grimm's butt and then asked in return, "So, according to you, stealing is fine?"

"Actually, we were not there to steal, but..."

Little Grimm wanted to defend himself, but his brother covered his mouth.

"It's nothing. We apologize!"

The brown-haired young man, Big Grimm, signaled his brother not to tell the truth with his eyes and apologized to Parr.

"Sorry, we shouldn't have stolen from you."

Parr only nodded slightly and didn't say anything.

However, the unfinished words of Little Grimm earlier had attracted Edith's attention. She slapped away the hand that Big Grimm used to cover his younger brother's mouth and fixed her gaze on Little Grimm's eyes.

"Little Grimm, speak! If you were not there to steal, then what were you there for?"

"We were there to steal..."

Big Grimm tried to attempt another cover-up, but Edith turned her head and stared sharply at him. Although he was already in his twenties, he was still afraid of Edith, who was only twelve years old. This was for no other reason than that Edith knew how to treat him, and she was the big sister in this area!

"Little Grimm, speak!"

Edith turned her head to stare at Little Grimm. She knew that Big Grimm was tight-lipped and would not get anything out of him, but Little Grimm was different.

Little Grimm gulped. Under Edith's gaze, he said in a trembling voice,

"It was Vice-captain Massey of the patrol team who told us to go..."

Little Grimm did not say the rest of his words because he saw Edith's face instantly turn gloomy. He had never seen Edith like this, but it did not stop him from feeling extremely scared. He was so afraid that he lost his voice.

Edith lowered her head and was silent for a long time. Finally, she said in a low voice, enunciating each word, "Do you know that Bolen is dead? It was all because of Massey..."

The angry Edith stopped talking and turned around to leave.

"Big Sister!"

Looking at Edith's back, the Grimm brothers, who had only just recovered from the news of Bolen's death, shouted. Then, Little Grimm cried out, "Big Sister, we really didn't know! If we knew, we definitely wouldn't have done that. We just wanted to save up money to buy you a gift on your birthday. We wanted to thank you for taking care of us! We were wrong, big sister, please don't go!"

The Grimms were not stupid. Although Edith did not finish her sentence, they had guessed the truth.

Phew.

Edith stopped at the gate and took a deep breath. She knew that the Grimm brothers had good intentions. They risked their limbs to save up money and buy her a gift. Nonetheless, the anger in her heart continued to surge. She could not suppress it. It seemed that now was not the time to say anything. She would talk about it after she calmed down!

…

Edith and Parr left the slums area. She was a little absent-minded as they walked on the road. Parr could not stand the gloomy atmosphere and wanted to break it, so he scratched his head and thought for a while. Then he comforted her in a very straightforward manner, "Edith, don't be sad. I'll kill Massey at noon today."

"Hahaha."

Edith was amused. She put away her sadness again. She covered her face with her hand and returned to her previous look. She stopped and turned to look at Parr. Then, she put her hands on her hips and said, "Don't kill people at will. Massey is a Peak Knight Apprentice. How are you supposed to go up against him?" 

"Uh..."

Parr was stunned. He had never thought of this problem. He had felt confident after killing enemies several times, but when he thought about it carefully, when did he ever fight an enemy head-on? Wasn't it always a sneak attack that he employed?

"You're right."

Parr looked down at the data panel. Even if he leveled up, he would only be an Intermediate Knight Apprentice. He was two levels away from the peak. Was he supposed to find a way and perform a sneak attack again?

"Well, don't overthink. You can't do it."

Edith shook her head and turned to walk back.

"How can you say no?"

Parr couldn't stand it anymore. Even if he couldn't do it now, he has to find a way! He quickly caught up with Edith and said,

"Edith, why don't we make a bet?"

"What?"

Edith stopped in her tracks, her curiosity aroused by Parr's words.

"Just bet on whether I can kill Massey. If I win, you have to agree to a small request of mine, and vice versa."

Parr's words were full of confidence. He was determined to prove himself.

"Okay!"

Edith turned around and smiled at Parr with her hands behind her back. She agreed to the bet. She didn't believe that Parr could kill Massey. It was a sure win for her!

…

Snore.

There had been nothing to do recently, and Massey had instructed his men to help Viscount Bluestone look for his missing treasure. Therefore, he had been sleeping during the day and going out at night for the past few days, which was in line with the habits of the Evil God Cult. Those tainted with the smell of death did not like the daytime.

Therefore, today, Marcy was sleeping in his room as usual. He slept most soundly when it was close to noon. However, suddenly, a bird came in through the gap of the window while chirping.

Chirp!

The bird, which was less than the size of an adult's palm, flapped its wings and flew towards Marcy, who was snoring loudly. However, before it landed on Marcy's body, it instantly stopped breathing, and its bright little eyes became cloudy. It crashed to the ground with a bang.

Massey, who snored a moment earlier, instantly sat up from the bed. He focused on sensing the movements around him before bending down to pick up the dead bird and placing it in his big hand to observe it. He stretched out two fingers and picked up a small piece of paper from the bird's leg.

Whoosh.

The small piece of paper was instantly ignited, turning into a cloud of white smoke. As it fluttered in the air, it formed a line of elegant Wind Wolf words.

"You've been exposed. The church will take action at noon."

Massey's brown eyes suddenly shrank, and his rough brows furrowed even deeper. He waved his hand to disperse the smoke and pondered for a moment.

"This is the work of a mage. Who is the one who informed me? But now is not the time to think about this. Should I believe it or not? Forget it. I'll go out and take a look first."

Creak.

Dressed neatly and carrying his broadsword on his back, Massey pushed the door open and walked out. Due to his deep understanding of the patrol team in Bluestone City, he instantly noticed something strange. There were fewer people than usual, and the patrol team members were even fewer.

"Not good!"

Massey turned around and ran back into the house as if sensing something. Less than ten seconds after he closed the door, John, who was dressed in blacklight armor, directly broke into the house. His dark red eyes scanned the room and found a hole under the bed that had already been moved. Massey was nowhere to be seen.

"He ran pretty fast!"

John was about to enter the hole to chase after him when there was a rumble. Flames emerged from the hole, and the entire house collapsed.

"D*mn it! He got away!"

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