Rufus' POV:

The muddy little girl clung to my leg tightly and didn't let go. I didn't know what she was muttering.

The two robbers groaned painfully on the ground. They were being very noisy.

I shot them an annoyed glance, and the soldier immediately understood. He approached them and punched both of them hard, knocking them out cold.

The little girl curled her fingers into my trousers and tried to get to her feet, but she was struggling. She was still mumbling something.

I picked her up with one hand and bent my head closer to her mouth, trying to hear her clearly, but she had lost consciousness.

"My King, let me hold the child." The soldier nearby approached me carefully with the intention of taking the child. However, the kid's hand was tightly gripping mine even after she had fainted, and she refused to let go.

I scowled and tried to pull my hand away, but she held on even more tightly.

I didn't like anyone invading my personal space, let alone such a small child. She was so tiny that she could be strangled with one hand.

lips were slightly

head, I

the child's grip by force. She was covered in dirt from head to toe. She must have rolled around in the mud. I felt a little disgusted. But she still smelled good. The fragrance of milk hung around her.

her head against my arm and held my

was met with the sight of candies falling out of her pocket one after

looked like she was a greedy kid. So many candies were stuffed

glanced at the soldier and motioned for him to pick up all the candies on the

"Yes."

and held them out toward me. "What

pocket." I shot him another cold

"Okay."

soldier stuffed all the candies back into

What should we do with the little

I stared down at the

a sense of familiarity as I studied the child's face. Her tiny nose, small mouth, and

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