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Chapter 11

Third Person’s Point of View

Screams can be heard from the small dark alley, screams of pain and injury from two old men. People who peek in to see what is going on immediately redirected their eyes somewhere else. After all, they know what exactly is happening without any questions.

A knight punishing two old men that were harassing a young girl. It explains everything, and the knight also have the crest of the one and only dukedom in the empire.

The brown haired girl trembles as she look at the woman beating the hell out of the two old men who were just harassing her seconds ago.

some seconds ago..

“What the actual fuck?” all three of them turn their heads to see the darkened eyes of a woman not far from them.

“Oh, a woman? Guess we’re lucky-” the man who was about to touch her says licking his lips.

“Her crest...” whispers the man holding her as she feels his hands shake.

“You bastard recognize it, then, let me make an impression you’ll never fucking forget.” said the woman, she was so fast that it only took 3 seconds to get where they are.

present...

“Are you alright?”

She opens her eyes to see the woman who just saved her reach out to her, the woman is a tall figure and is not smiling, she thought she’d feel scared at the sight but surprisingly she doesn’t, she feels rather safe.

“Yes... I am.” she responds at a very small and hoarse voice.

“I am Elle, how about you?” said the knight who introduced herself as ‘Elle’. Although confused the girl composed herself to respond.

“I am Livia, you can call me Liv or Via..” she says still with her hoarse voice.

Danielle noticed her hoarse voice, perhaps because of screaming earlier her voice have become hoarse. She decided to extend her hand to Livia.

“Miss Via, hold my hand”

Shocked by the way the knight called her, Livia couldn't help but accept Elle’s kind offer.

“Thank you, Knight Elle.”

“Pfft.. that’s weird, just call me Elle.”

“Uhm.. alright, Elle.”

Still holding each other’s hand, Danielle pulled her to a near stall selling juice.

“One apple juice, sir” Danielle orders.

“Uhm, Elle.. I apologize but I have no money..” Danielle turn her head to face Livia and immediately flashed a smile.

“Don’t worry, it’s on me. You seem like you’re thirsty, after all.” Livia blushes after hearing Elle’s explanation, she couldn’t help but remain silent because of the embarrassment.

“Here’s your juice!” the vendor exclaims as he gives the plastic containing Danielle’s order, she paid it with a silver coin.

“Oi, madam! This is too much!” said the vendor.

“Keep the change, sir!” she said and nodded to the vendor, the vendor smiles as widely as he can and gave Danielle a bow of respect.

Seeing the interaction, Livia couldn’t help but smile. She never expected that there would still be kind people in this world she’s living, after all, she have lived her life being harassed by almost everyone she met.

“Here.” Danielle offered Livia the plastic container, she shyly accepts it and sip on it.

After some sips, she stops to look at Elle and she smiles, “Thank you.”

“You’re wel-” before Elle could finish what she was saying, they heard someone.

“Dani!” Livia turns her head to see an aristocrat woman wearing a nice dress while holding a parasol smiling and looking at someone.

“I’ll get going now, Via.” Livia return her attention to Elle, the woman took her hand and placed a small bag. “Some money I took from the guys, keep it. Don’t worry the police picked them up already, they’ll never gonna touch you again.” Elle said and immediately left.

Livia was left with the bag on her hand, she look back again to see Elle with the aristocrat woman. She somehow feels something in her heart, though she couldn’t understand as to why.

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N.A.: heeeey!! It seems like I’ve been updating one after another 👀!! I’m kind of motivated as to see that there are actually real people reading this novel! Thank you guyszz!