Half an hour later, Charles took off his costume (the one he wore to hide his identity in the arena) and changed into his usual rogue suit. Then left the arena.
Charles returned to Kanal's tavern through the secret passage below. He came to the bar of the tavern and threw a silver coin on the table. Charles' move surprised the tavern owner Kuba:
"Charles, you didn't really make a big deal, did you?" Kuba quickly put away the silver coins on the bar, and pushed a glass of ale to Charles:
"Tell me, what news do you want to inquire about this time?"
Charles was not polite, picked up the ale and drank it in a big gulp, and then burped:
"A girl, about 17 or 18 years old. Light blue hair, green eyes, wearing a white priest's robe, and holding a short metal staff. She looks very innocent and innocent, making people feel like a villager. Come down girl."
Kuba stopped what he was doing, and asked suspiciously:
"A girl from the country? Shouldn't you ask some aristocrats or rich people? Don't you like this girl?"
"Fuck you, don't worry about it. Is there a girl like this who goes underground through you?"
"No. You're getting stupid, Charles. Use your brains. How can a country girl come to a tavern?"
Kuba laughed out loud, and it wasn't until Charles pulled out the dagger impatiently that Kuba stopped his ridicule:
"If it is the way to go underground, besides my place, there is also the Adventurer's Guild. Maybe you should go there and ask."
"I see."
After speaking, Charles turned and left the tavern.
Looking at the back of Charles leaving, Kuba said to himself:
"Country girl? Charles isn't really in love, is he? My God!"
An hour later, Charles passed a park on his way to the Adventurer's Guild. A familiar figure stopped him in his tracks. Charles found an inconspicuous place to stand, and then silently observed Barbara's figure.
At this time, Barbara, who left the underground through the Adventurer's Guild and returned to Kanal, gradually calmed down. She looked at the dirty kitten in front of her, and she felt her emotions were touched.
The kitten was a little afraid of Barbara in front of him, so he kept shrinking. However, maybe it was too hungry, and the kitten kept calling, longing for the mother's arrival.
Barbara took out the bread from her bosom, crushed the bread into small pieces, and slowly fed it to the kitten. However, after the kitten ate a few pieces, it stopped eating and looked a little uncomfortable.
This made Barbara nervous, and she thought maybe the bread was too dry, so she looked around, trying to find some water to feed the kitten. At this time, a white-haired young man walked towards him with bread and milk in a glass bottle in his hand.
Like Barbara, Charles squatted down, then took a small wooden bowl from his pocket, poured milk into it, then tore the bread in his hand into small pieces, put them in the milk, and let the milk soften the bread. Then push the small wooden bowl in front of the kitten.
"Sir, thank you very much."
Barbara felt that the young man in front of her was very kind and gave her a familiar feeling (because Charles had disguised himself in the arena before, Barbara did not recognize Charles).
Charles looked into Barbara's eyes and smiled:
"My name is Charles. You must have been to Canal recently?"
"Mr. Charles, how do you know?"
"There are a lot of stray cats in the park, so kittens are often abandoned. People here occasionally feed these kittens. However, now that the tax in Kanal is getting higher and higher, everyone is exhausted to make a living. Few Some locals will care about these kittens."
Charles' words made Barbara a little sad, because she felt that these kittens were like herself.
"Just like these kittens, there are actually many orphans in Kanal. In order to survive, they need to work at a very young age, and even steal and rob."
Having said that, Charles' originally deep voice suddenly became cheerful:
"Fortunately, these kids can join the thieves' union, get a career as a thief, and support themselves formally."
"Mr. Charles, you are a thief, right? I worked in the Adventurer's Guild for a while, and your clothes look like thieves."
"Yes. What about you, Barbara. I have seen your matches in the arena. The priest profession is not suitable for fighting alone."
Hearing what Charles said, Barbara felt ashamed, and then lowered her head:
"I come from a small town in the north of Karna. I was abandoned at the gate of the monastery in the town since I was a child. Sister Elizabeth adopted me. The days of growing up in the monastery were very happy, but a month ago the new nobles said they would confiscate me Abbey, unless we hand over huge compensation."
Barbara's eyes dimmed, and her tone of voice became heavy:
"In the town, I had never heard of that much money. I heard that there was a lot of money to be made in Kanal, and then with the help of Sister Elizabeth, I left the town and came to Kanal. Originally, I was taking a risk. The family union forms a team with others to make money by completing task entrustments, but I found that it is impossible to collect compensation at all."
"One day, I heard from the Adventurer's Guild that there is an arena underground in Kanal. As long as you can beat the players in the arena, you can get a lot of money. Moreover, killing people is not allowed in the arena. So, I I went to the arena to register my identity."
"I also know that I am not suitable for the arena... But Elizabeth is like my mother, and the monastery is like my home, I can't just go back like this."
"If you feel the need to do it, do it."
After speaking, Charles put the bread and milk in Barbara's arms, and turned around to leave.
And Barbara felt a little surprised by Charles's gift:
"Sir, I cannot accept your gift for no reason."
Hearing Barbara's words, Charles did not stop leaving, but waved his hand:
"Take it, you can only fight well when you are full. The monastery still needs you."
Looking at Charles' back, Barbara felt warm inside, and even had the urge to cry. Because, since she left town, many people have approached her with purpose. Few people give themselves gratuitous help.
"Sir, what's your name!"
"Charles."