The King's Wisdom
Vivia's gaze dropped as she took the paper bag, "I'll go with you."
Howard didn't reply, merely quickening his pace towards the direction the street child had fled.
The street child's trail wasn't hard to follow, as the middle-aged merchant was shouting all the way, so Howard quickly caught sight of the child again.
Clutching a bundle, the child bowed his head and dashed, attempting to cross the street but then collided with a young man.
The street child fell backward, and the young man staggered from the impact.
Due to this collision, the merchant easily caught up to the street child.
He grabbed the child's hair and seized the bundle in the child's arms.
"Don't!"
The street child clung tightly, but the merchant, with a fierce tug, managed to pull the items away.
The bag tore open, and several items that looked like oranges scattered on the ground.
"Thief! Orc bastard!"