Queen of Avalon: Adventure Solo

Chapter 24 - A Forgotten Problem

Running through the crowd as if chasing and looking for something, a small child slowed his pace. He was tired of running for a while to find a girl he had met earlier at the bakery.

"Nothing, I can't find it" he said wiping sweat off his chin.

Of course, the reason why he found it difficult to find the girl was because of her size.

Because he was so small it was very difficult for him to see into the crowd. In such a state, he was trapped in despair.

"It's just fine if I look for it. It must have been so far away." lamented his grievance about his current condition.

His weak body made it difficult to continue the journey, even to walk the slightest bit difficult. Finally he saw a chair on the side of the road, thinking to rest his body for a moment there.

He also sat on that bench.

"I'm hungry" he said, touching his rumbling stomach.

Then the boy realized that he had a basket of bread that he had brought from a store. He took a loaf of bread from his basket.

The bread is now in his hands. The distinctive aroma of freshly baked bread spread so quickly, entering his nose. It made his stomach sound very loud and made his saliva flow like a waterfall.

He could not hold it any longer, eating the bread voraciously.

"Mnhnnn~"

The honey in it melts instantly as it enters the mouth, the sweetness is so natural and so delicious.

"Uwahhhhhhh ~ This bread is so delicious!" he took a second bite and bit him again, again and again.

But while enjoying the atmosphere of the capital city with a basket full of bread beside him, he still thought of something. "Now I'm thinking." he said.

The boy lowered his hand from eating the bread, thinking for a moment.

'...If only that beautiful sister hadn't come, I definitely wouldn't have been able to get these breads. The money I brought was lacking and he came to pay for my food.... Is he an angel who came from heaven?'

Now he felt bad because these breads were the result of his giving. He had not thanked the angel, and now he was lazing and eating all this bread.

"What the baker's aunt said was true."

People always ignored her existence and only the girl paid attention to her, even if only for a moment. If someone else was in the position of the girl he must have been scolded even kicked out of the store because of her shabby clothes. The aunt's words were still ringing in her head.

He jumped out of the chair and cheered, "That's right! I can't be a bad boy, I have to go see that beautiful sister and thank her" she said, taking her basket and running back.

Is thanking enough? Of course not.

However, he did not have a single coin intending to give anything in return for the girl who had helped him.

"Huh.huh....""

After a long run with his sweaty face, he paused for a moment. Sometimes he looked around if he found something and in the crowd he saw something. "That's it." he said as he stared at the figure.

The figure of a tall girl who was sitting in the city fountain, coupled with her familiar face.

"I found it!"

He immediately ran, carrying his bread bag in front of his chest. Because he was in such a hurry, he tripped and before his body fell into the street all the food in the basket spilled into the streets.

It screamed. "My bread!" Wanting to try to take it, he tried to stand up but failed.

"Ouch... Why my legs hurt so much."

Suddenly he turned to look at his feet and he was surprised to find that his legs were injured quite badly. Want to be forced to walk still can not, he can move. Meanwhile, not a single person came and helped him, all of them did not care about the child.

"Hiks... Sick.." he groaned, trying his hardest to get back up.

Between his life and despair, a shadow covered his body. He stared at who had come and apparently the girl he was looking for had been in front of him, kneeling towards him.

"He."

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"Are you okay?" he said with a flat face, but implied worry in it.

"Please... I'm hurt and can't move."

"Hold on." The girl lifted the boy's body and took him to sit in the fountain's seat.

Seeing the bread that splattered in front of his eyes, he immediately took the initiative to pick it back and put it in the basket. And he went back to the little boy.

"This is new and can be eaten."

"ah! Thank you very much, brother!" he said happily.

"Aren't you the little boy who was with me when I was at the bakery?"

"Did I tell you to thank me? Even you were willing to look for me up here. What a strange child."

"But my mother said, if someone gives us something for free then we should thank that person."

"It's true."

The girl could judge if the child beside her grew up very well, but was in such a bad environment.

Judging from his clothes, he seems to come from the slums, which is an area whose construction is still unstable and occupied by beggars or criminals.

"I haven't introduced myself, my name is Rudy."

"My name is Elizabeth."

Elizabeth takes her place next to Rudy.

He was so proud of his small child, from the way he spoke and his manners arguably Rudy was very well educated by his parents.

"Sister, are you a noble?"

"You think?" ask Eliza back and raise her eyebrows.

Rudy's eyes moved up and down, glancing at every inch of the body of the girl in front of him. Nice clothes, necklace on the neck and such a pretty look.

"You're a noble."

Speak with sparkling eyes. Eliza who just showed her best smile and said. "Smart kid."

Rudy said, "Are commoners like me able to talk to you like this? I don't know why I feel bad." His expression faded as he threw away his face.

"You don't need to speak formal language to me. After all, you and I are human, right?"

"true."

"Are we not all the same? We eat, sleep, live, and die. There's no difference between us."

This conversation instantly became a lesson for Rudy. Eliza herself spoke like this because she read an ancient book called 'Life is Fair, Human isn't Fair' written by a historian in ancient times.

Man has no position, but they make it.

"So clever!"

"Rudy can also be like me someday, so diligently study ya."

"Yes!" he said so eagerly, taking the bread in his basket and eating it voraciously.

Eliza did the same, she had bought some bread and had eaten half of it, it was time she finished it.

Eliza said, finishing the bread in her hand. "By the way, where are your parents?" looking at Rudy.

Rudy stopped his activities, his expression now changed very quickly. It seemed that his mood instantly disappeared, hearing the question. In addition, Eliza just sat down while looking at Rudy's face without even looking the slightest bit if the expression of the child had completely changed.

'Why is he silent? Did I say the wrong thing?'

Of course, there's something Eliza doesn't know about Rudy.

"My parents." said Rudy, staring blankly in the middle of the road, "My father left me and my mother, my mother, we lived together in a simple house just outside Weldemort. My mother is sick, so that's why..."

As he continued his words, tears came out from both eyes. Rudy slowly cried until the bread in his hand fell to the ground.

"...I went by myself... Just here to... Begging to buy medicine for my mother."

'Yes God."

I don't know what happened to a kid like Rudy. No wonder if he was free to roam out of the city easily, his mother was sick and he needed to find medicine for her.

"What's your mother hurting?"

Rudy replied, "At first he had just a normal fever and the next day his fever had gone down. But, a few days later the fever rose again to make it difficult for my mother to stand even to sit in bed was difficult. Behind his back was a strange black spot."

Sounds familiar in his ears. It is a dangerous disease that has emerged and infected many people in their first life. Eliza frowned, thinking if she should repeat the name of the disease now.

'Basilisk Fever.'

A disease that would become a plague and a nightmare for many.

Why did he forget about this incident?

...[.TO BE CONTINUED]...