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.

blood and her lips were slightly parted. Her breathing was

the injury on her head, I knew that the robbers

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. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt

my position to carry her with one hand. Now she leaned her head against my arm and held my other hand with both

down and was met

a greedy kid. So

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

"Yes."

and held them out toward me.

them back in her pocket." I shot him another

"Okay."

candies back into the child's pocket, making

the little girl?" the

as I

I felt a sense of familiarity as I studied the child's

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