Chapter 3 - Frightening Event

Chapter 3 Frightening Event
Translator : MNT team
Editor : MNT team

gurgle..gurgle..gurgle……

At the moment, Roan’s stomach was growling while he looked
up at the sky. It turned out that the sun did not know when to
start quietly down.

It’s time to go back,
Roan said to himself, he climbed up,
patted the dust on his body, and ran toward Maple Leaf Village.
He knew that Grandpa was waiting and serving that good meal
for him. In his thought, although Grandpa was also a beggar like
him, he will give an excellent thing for him to eat. Sometimes he
would rather be hungry to make his grandchild had a good
meal.
Stepping into the familiar Maple Leaf Village and walking along
the gravelly paved road, Roan felt a warm feeling in his heart.
Since childhood until now, he never steps out of the village, so
many things in the outside world, he only heard from the
villagers.
A fat gure
distress expression ran toward Roan quickly.
Roan looked closely at Aunt Susan. She was very good with
Roan and Grandpa Zary. She often gave endless meals to Roan
and also gave the rotten clothes that Roan wear now too. Roan
also often went to her house to help her daily work.
Aunt Susan looked at Roan and hurriedly shouted,
Roan, it’s
bad, your Grandpa gets an accident…


Huh?
Roan’s eyes dilated with perfect around. He felt that a
tragedy had happened to his Grandpa. He knew that grandpa’s
condition wasn’t well. Sometimes, Grandpa could’not sleep all
night and had a bad coughed for several times.
After that, Roan greeted Aunt Susan and hurried toward home.
Stone Bridge, Maple Leaf Village.
A few well-dressed youths surrounded a gray-haired old man.
On another side, many villagers were watching this scene with
the angry expression, no one of the villagers dared to go
forward and stopped these youths.
Many villagers knew that these youths were aristocrats, could
be seen from the clothes, demeanor, and temperament of their
bodies. One of the villagers who knew one of the youths, he
was young lord Keithley from Naka Manor. It was not far from
Maple Leaf Village.
Beside the young lord of Naka Manor, there were two youths.
One of them was wearing blue clothes and had a golden hair,
the other one was wearing black clothes, dark brown hair, and
had the hawk nose. These two youths were gloomy smiles.
They were friends of Young Lord Keithley. They were like also
noblemen.
Addition, there were still a few servants standing around them.

Dear Young Lord, I was wrong, please forgive me…
Grandpa
Zary was begging for mercy. His head was continually touching
the ground. A few moments ago, he accidentally soiled one of
their clothes.
In fact, they were also quietly bored. They had walked around
Maple Leaf Village to nd
a something would make them have
fun.
Who knows someone would send himself to them.

Old man, do you know how much my dress is worth? At least
seven gold coins, you old bastard, even can’t afford my button,
my dress is dirty now, what do you want to say?

The blue clothed youngster said wickedly.
The blue clothed youngster was called Jordin, the successor of
the Sorte Family of the Holy Roman Empire and the cousin of
Keithley. He was visiting his sister for fullling
the orders of his
mother this time. Today he wandered around with Keithley at
Maple Leaf Village.
Looking at the dirty black ngerprints
on his expensive dress,
Jordin only felt a burst of nausea. As an aristocrat, he had been
lonely since he was a child. Because of this nausea, he felt that
the aristocrat’s dignity had been provoked, so he vented his
anger to the pitiful old man.

Oh, Elder cousin brother Jordin, why are you saying so much
nonsense? Look at this person’s appearance, he is penniless, I
estimate, he can’t afford it…
Keithley yel
Jordin’s sword glowed with a fascinating blue light, exuded
piercing cold air. At rst
glance, the sword wasn’t an ordinary
rank. The sword was constantly approaching at Zary’s body.
Zary was frightening and trembling. Looking at the scene, the
youngster laughed.
Keithley looked at Jordin’s long sword, and his eyes couldn’t
move any longer. He smiled enviously and said,
Elder cousin
brother Jordin, you just kill this lowly person with the sword,
and anybody also will not take revenge for him, after all, he
cannot afford it.


Oh, right…
McGinn laughed.

Okay…
Jordin laughed and raised his sword in his hand.

No, Young Lord. Let me live! Don’t kill me…

Zary frightened, and he collapsed to the ground all at once. The
stumbling legs kicked the four-wheeled handcart beside him,
and it was also turned.

Hahaha…

Several aristocrat youngsters laughed wildly, the laughter lled
with pride, Looking at the scene, the villagers who stood in a
circle become were angry, but nobody dared to step forward.

I’m sure he will kill him. Anyway, it’s untouchable. It’s not
enough to die…
Keithley motivated. He licked his lips, his eyes
ashing
with cruel light, and he was a little expecting that the
old man would splash out the blood.

Kill, Huh …
Looking at old man’s eyes was helpless frightened,
Jordin’s eyes ashed
a hesitation, as an aristocrat, killing a
villager wasn’t a big concern, just gave a little money to his
family so the circumstance would be settled, like kill a beggar
was also nothing.
Although Jordin wasn’t afraid the trouble, after all, he was still
sixteen or seventeen years old, could be said that to kill a
person for no reason, always a bit unbearable.
Jordin raised his sword but hesitated whether he should chop
down or not.

What? Is he want to kill that old man?


No…..right?? This trivial matter is also…
A villager was scared
and furious.

Oh, what are those aristocrats can’t do?
Another villager was
angry.

If I were an aristocrat, then I would like to see how awesome
this is…
Some villagers look with envy in their eyes.
The villagers talked about it. There were a few strong men who
couldn’t endure after looking this scene. When they wanted to
advance, but they were pulled by some older villagers.

Don’t go. They’re all impulsive aristocrat kids. Everything is
done…

Seeing that the young man still thinks he can do it, the old man
added another sentence.
The strength of the Young Lord is at
least Low-Level Sword Practitioner. You aren’t his opponent…

Hearing this sentence, many young people hesitated and began
to withdraw. These aristocrats were born with the right to
education. They learned vindictiveness, swordsmanship, and
even magic. Based on the strength of these youngsters, the
villagers of Maple Leaf Village didn’t have the strength to stop
them from doing anything.
At the age of sixteen or seventeen years old, it was the age of
impulsiveness. Together with the aristocrat, the amulet, there
was a strength to protect.
A word, if they kill you, there was no way to get justice.
Who is
so silly, rushing to die?


What about you? Jordin, don’t you dare to start?
Looking
Jordin still hesitated, McGinn said. Then laughed and said,

When did my little Jordin become so timid? If you don’t dare,
let me do it, I don’t fear the future trouble…


Who said that I don’t dare?
Jordin was blushing because of
McGinn’s words. He bit his lip, said.
So, I’ll kill you and prove
that I’m Jordin, not a coward…


The old beggar is nished…

Some villagers turned their heads invariably, closed their eyes
because they couldn’t bear to see this scene.
When Roan ran to the bridge in Maple Leaf Village, he found
that things were not the same as he thought. It turned out that
Grandpa was not sick.
Roan saw the Grandpa falling to the ground, the murderous
youngster, and his eyes suddenly reddish.

Don’t hurt my Grandpa…
The skinny Roan slammed out of the
slant, and he didn’t know where he came from, pushing the
blue-clothed youngster Jordin.
Jordin was unguarded at once and was pushed back a few
steps and fell to the oor.

Grandpa, what’s happened to you?
Roan couldn’t care for the
aristocrat Young Lords and lifted his Grandpa rst.

Roan, I… I’m ne.

Zary was a little scared, fortunately, wasn’t a
big deal.
Looking at the old beggar eeing,
the villagers were relieved
and nervous, and Roan offended aristocrat Young Lord. What
could he do?

Jordin, are you okay?.
McGinn even lifted him up and asked
carefully.
How are you so careless?


Go away…

Jordin was pushed by Roan, then collapsed at the ground. In
front of the crowd, his face became ugly and stood up with
angrily, gnashing his teeth.
Take me and beat this kid.

The henchman immediately surged forward and kicked Roan.

bang bang bang……

Jordin lost his dignity and he refused to look up to the image.
He also rushed to ght.
As his cousin and friend were beating
the kid, he naturally gave a hand.
Countless’s sts
fell heavily on Roan’s body and groaned. Roan
gritted his teeth and hugged the Grandpa, allowing them to be
delighted. It was not the rst
time he had been beaten.

Young Lord, Young Lord, please forgive Roan. He’s still a child.
He’s still small…
Zary trembled and climbed up with his hands
and feet to protect his grandson, Roan.

Ouch……

Keithley then punched and kicked Roan’s bones.

Oh, although this kid is thin, however, he has hard bones…

Keithley felt painful and his face became awkward. He was
furious and kicked Roan with his best kick.
Go to hell!

This kick didn’t touch Roan, but it was unbiased. He just kicked
Zary’s chest and gave a groan, and the cracks broke was
sounded.
Roan cried, all people stared blankly, not to mention Zary, even
if the ordinary strong guy licked this foot wasn’t able to endure
it.

Boom
Zary fell to the ground powerlessly and suddenly
fainted. His face was like a gold paper, and his mouth was
overowing
with black blood.

Grandpa…

Roan couldn’t take care of his body and whisper. He rushed to
Zary crazily.
Grandpa, Grandpa, are you alright?
Zary’s mouth
was full of blood, black blood was getting red, his breath was
getting more weaker.

Grandpa, you don’t scare me…
Roan on seeing this, anxious to
cry, rush up.
The villagers’ eyes became furious by the frightened eyes. They
stared blankly and witnessed a living life dying on several
unwitting aristocrat youngsters. The residents of Maple Leaf
Village and the honest weren’t able to hold back.
Keithley saw his own misfortune. He glanced around at the
crowd and was helplessly spreading his hand.
It’s none of my
business. It’s him hitting it.


Let’s go.
Seeing this scene, Jordin didn’t make any trouble and
pulled Keithley.
McGinn didn’t say anything and nodded.
Several aristocrat Young Lords left under the escort of the
servants. Although the villagers were angry, nobody dared to
stop them.