"Murderer!"
Lukros was shocked that it was too late for him to notice the presence behind him. He was so stunned that he slowly turned his head to see who had called him out.
Lukros couldn't believe what had just happened. He was outdone by a kid? Moreover, he still looks like a 9-year-old kid.
A few meters away from him, there was a boy in tattered clothes, not the usual common clothes for the norm but common for beggars.
'I was outdone by a beggar?' Lukros couldn't believe how ridiculous it was.
He was still doubting it, so he decided to see what kind of body this kid had.
As he looked for it, the body had a white soul. To be specific, a pure one. But it doesn't mean that this kid is a saint. "White souls" means that in this life, they were blessed with unusual things that could change their lives.
'I'll just leave him alone.'
