When Soren brought Vivian back to the slums, Soren was stunned.
He spent three copper Derahls to buy a piece of black bread that was as thick as an arm. It was the kind of black bread that could be used as a weapon to attack stupid burglars who broke into houses and had 1D3 lethality. The poor of the lower class would grind the unshelled rye directly into powder. Their crude technique would result in wood shavings and some strange things inside. After cooling, it would become as hard as a wooden club. Only by cutting it open with a knife and soaking it in water for a while could it be barely swallowed.
Many people who entered this world took risks because they could not stand the food.
Many players joined the Evil Faction at the beginning of the game.
Søren was the same.
That was why he became a rogue.
Perhaps it was because he was now in a more realistic world, or maybe it was because he had a little girl by his side, but Søren was far more patient than before. He carefully cut open the black bread, soaked it in hot water, and handed it to Vivian in front of him. He took a bite himself, enduring the wood-like texture, and silently swallowed it.
It was not that he did not have a way to earn money.
It was because he knew what would happen if he was caught.
After all, this was not a game.
He was no longer a player. In this strange yet familiar world, he had to be responsible for his own actions, especially for the little girl beside him, Vivian. There were many powerful professions in Amber City, and the guards guarding the city were all Level 10 Militia or Level 3 Warriors. Unless he increased his Steal skill to 75 points, there was still a chance that he would be discovered.
Thieves who were caught stealing would be thrown into prison, and they might even have an arm broken.
If the target of the theft was a noble.
Although there was no salt, and it was hard to swallow, Vivian still ate happily. She was a little girl who was easily satisfied.
She was really hungry.
As long as her brother was by her side, everything would be fine.
The pressure of the past two weeks had exhausted the little girl. She just wanted to be by her brother's side and be an inconspicuous little girl.
"I'll buy you something delicious tomorrow!"
Soran gently stroked Vivian's little head, leaned over, and kissed her forehead. He said seriously, "Everything will be fine!"
"Yes."
Vivian nodded gently.
If there was anyone in this world who could gain her unreserved trust, it would be her brother.
Ever since she was three years old, it was this young man who had shielded her from the wind and rain!
He had silently held on until now.
Vivian still remembered when she was very, very young. At that time, her brother was always injured. She didn't know how to do anything but cry uselessly. Her bruised and swollen brother would always comfort her, saying that everything would be fine.
Later, they no longer had to live on the streets, and finally had a small home in the chaotic slums!
Everything will be fine.
The little girl, who had just turned eight this year, was ignorant of many things. However, she knew that as long as her brother was around, he would always protect her.
This is great!
Søren looked at Vivian, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
She was really exhausted.
It was really hard for an eight-year-old girl to survive in such a chaotic slum for half a month.
She probably hadn't had a good night's sleep in such a long time.
Soran opened a hidden compartment under the wooden plank and took out a dagger that glinted with a cold light. His lips curled into a sneer.
It was time to send those bastards who dared to have designs on Vivian to hell!
…
Night fell quietly.
It was dark in the slums, and only a few places were still lit.
It was the Stove Tavern, one of the few luxuries in the slums. Here, one could buy a large cup of low-quality ale with one copper Derahl. Although it tasted fainter, it was still a rare indulgence for many of the lower class. There was a row of low sheds next to the tavern. For another five copper Derahls, one could find a cheap brothel and have some fun. There was no need to expect her to be very good-looking. At most, she was a female creature with breasts and buttocks.
Outside the Stove Tavern was a dark alley.
Not many people dared to walk around at night because this was an area where people on the fringe of society frequented.
The entire slum was filled with dark alleys like this. Apart from a small number of people, most people rarely went out at night.
The Furnace Tavern was in an uproar.
There were laborers working at the docks, gang members with gloomy expressions, and people from all walks of life.
They were mostly talking about the recent conflict between the two gangs. There were also some who gloated that someone dared to have designs on Vivian. Now that Søren had woken up, someone was going to be in trouble.
After he finished speaking, the scar-faced man looked at the corner of the tavern.
There were two men sitting there.
They were Barras and Kanobo, who wanted to sell Vivian to Sofia. One of them was limping. He was bitten by a ferocious old dog when they tried to force their way through.
"Let's go."
Barras looked at the others in the tavern and said, "Let's go back first."
"There's always a way to deal with Søren."
Kanobo finished the low-quality ale in his cup. He was a stingy person and didn't want to waste anything.
The two of them had already received Sofia's deposit a few days ago. If they couldn't send Vivian over, someone would come to talk to them soon.
Now, it was impossible to stop even if he wanted to.
Moreover, Søren had always treated his sister as more important than his own life. If the two of them dared to have designs on her, Søren would definitely not let them off.
A cold wind blew in.
The people in the tavern cursed and turned around to see that Barras and Kanobo had already left.
The moon in the sky was gray.
The two of them couldn't help but shiver when they walked out of the tavern. Perhaps it was because they had drunk a lot, Barras found an alley and hid in it. He was about to pee in the corner.
This was the slum.
Not to mention pee, even defecation was done in the corners of alleys.
Barras unbuckled his belt and peed. He could faintly hear squeaking sounds coming from the hut beside the Furnace Tavern. He couldn't help but curse in a low voice. He spoke in the dialect of the Qibei region.
Perhaps it was because he thought of Søren waking up, but his expression didn't look good!
All of a sudden.
He felt goosebumps all over his body. He could faintly see a shadow moving in the dark corner of the alley.
He didn't have time to call back the pee and reached for his waist.
There was a dagger there!
But it was too late.
Søren's figure appeared out of thin air in an instant. His figure appeared in the hazy shadows. He didn't know how long he had been waiting here.
A gleaming dagger pierced into his back!
Following which, a hand covered Balas's mouth, stopping him from screaming before his death.
Thud!
Søren expressionlessly put away the dagger and wiped the blood off the corpse.
A row of data appeared in front of his eyes:
"Shadow Hiding Successful!"
"Backstab activated!"
"Successfully activated Backstab x2, dealing 12 damage to target!"
"Target killed!"
"Extracting soul energy from target, received 30 Slaughter EXP."
…
Even though he was only a level 1 Rogue, he could still deal double the damage with Backstab.
An ordinary Pauper only had around 5 HP.
With Søren's 15 Vitality, he only had 12 HP after becoming a level 1 Rogue. A mere thug from the slum was enough for him to kill in one hit!
Unless his opponent was someone with a different class, Søren could easily assassinate his target.
The noise from the alley woke Kanobo up. He couldn't help but shiver. He immediately shouted towards the alley, "Barras?"
There was no response.
After hesitating for a moment, he cautiously moved closer to the alley, wanting to see what Barras was doing.
If there was something wrong, he would immediately turn around and run!
A figure bent over and kicked off the wall, then shot out from the alley. With 19 Dexterity, Søren could jump onto the roof of the first floor without any external help. His silhouette pounced out like a cheetah, instantly grabbing Kanobo by the neck, forcing him to swallow his cries. The force of the impact caused him to fall to the ground, and then a cold glint flashed past. The dagger slit open Kanobo's throat, and then pierced through his heart from the front.
Søren held his target tightly until the corpse stopped twitching. Only then did he stand up!
He was covered in blood.
He frowned as he looked at his body, then took out the money pouch from the corpse and put away the dagger.
The two thugs didn't have much money on them, only five Silver Derahls and twenty Copper Derahls in total. There was also a pack of low-quality booze on Barras' corpse, which should be used to deal with Heath.
"Their strength is roughly equivalent to a level 1 Adventurer."
Søren looked at his palm, then slowly merged into the shadows and left in the direction he came from.
This was the Rogue's Stealth ability.
Using the power of the shadows to hide, Soran had allocated all his skill points to Sneak before coming here. The 45 points of Sneak allowed him to become hazy and silent in the shadows, enough to fool most ordinary people. If he could raise his Stealth to 100 points, he could even hide in the shadows without leaving any traces behind. When Stealth reached 150, he could achieve an effect similar to Invisibility. Even if he was standing right in front of you, you wouldn't be able to detect him.
When Stealth reached 200, even if there were no shadows, Rogues could completely disappear!
The Furnace Tavern was still bustling with noise.
It wasn't until a drunk man walked out that people noticed the two cold corpses on the side of the alley.
No one cared, and no one pursued the matter.
This was a chaotic slum area, and people had died many times over.
Tomorrow, someone would come to clean up their corpses!
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(PS: If you like it, add it to your collection. The main character's faction is Lawful Evil.)
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