The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon

I'm taking a day off from everyone today to sort out the ideas for the follow-up main plot.

Post a free extra as compensation~~

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Rose Kingdom

royal capital

Nika District

Today is Sunday, the holiday time for the Royal Capital Magic Academy.

"Whoaaah!"

The girl's sad cry echoed in the narrow room.

Simple and clean little bed,

A humanoid creature wrapped in a quilt was rolling around on the bed like a caterpillar.

She rolled into an O shape for a while, and an L shape for a while, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Finally, I couldn't hold my breath anymore, and my little head suddenly popped out of the quilt.

Underneath the long silver-gray hair is a delicate and gentle girl's face. Anyone who sees her will praise her like a girl next door!

Unfortunately, as soon as she opened her mouth, her warm and watery temperament disappeared.

"Damn it, why is sister Lisa's bread delivery so slow!"

"Did they go to plant wheat?"

Irena looked at the closed wooden door of her home and shouted with a broken look on her face.

As usual, Lisa's Bakery's white bread costs 7 copper coins for pick-up at the store, and a delivery fee of 3 copper coins for door-to-door delivery (usually delivered by an idle whistle).

Maybe the store is too busy today, or maybe the whistlers are off duty collectively.

As a result, the bread that Irena ordered in advance was not delivered, and this was the scene before her.

Don't wonder why she doesn't live in a magic academy.

This heavyweight freshman has no one to play with her because the rental fee (actually the maintenance fee) of the college dormitory is too expensive, and Vivian and Hermione don't live on campus either (I seriously suspect this is the main reason).

That’s why I chose to rent a house off campus.

"Gulu gulu~~~~"

Strange sounds came from the quilt.

It was a protest from my stomach that hadn't eaten for a day.

"Damn it, I clearly remember that I had eaten yesterday, why are you still hungry?

"I remember there was a piece of bread left last night. Where did I put the bread?"

Irena wrapped her body in a quilt and shifted her perspective. Unfortunately, she did not find the leftovers from last night.

Hiding food is one of Irena's special skills.

Due to the special living environment when she was a child, Irena developed the habit of hiding leftover food, which she has not changed to this day.

Her food hiding skills are really good.

How high exactly?

Even the food she had hidden herself could not be found.

The neat room was empty.

The gray-haired girl looked at the light grain storage barrel in the corner with despair on her face:

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I'm so hungry. Who can give Irena some food? If she doesn't eat, the cutest girl in the capital will starve to death!"

The painful moans continued for a while before gradually disappearing.

Through the completely soundproof wooden house walls, the sound of getting dressed could be heard.

After a while.

"boom!"

The door of this small wooden house, which was no more than ten square meters, was suddenly opened.

The winter sun was exceptionally bright, instantly illuminating the interior of the decaying, narrow wooden house.

"Eyes! Eyes! Ah"

The girl covered her eyes and shouted.

Suddenly, she noticed between her fingers that the color of the sunlight was not quite right.

It feels a little red.

"Huh? It's already afternoon? Then it's okay."

A gust of cold wind blew into the girl's collar, causing her to shiver.

Irena rubbed her eyes with dark circles, finally dispelling the remaining sleepiness.

Today she was wearing a simple mage robe (the cheapest black robe) and fluffy rabbit slippers.

However, the slippers seemed a bit worn, with a small hole in the toe, leaving a small white toe exposed.

Looking at the bluestone streets with people coming and going in the distance.

"Damn it, we have to add unnecessary distance to our journey again."

She sighed and finally set out to get the bread.

This is No. 11 Mink Street, three streets away from Lisa Bakery.

Irena didn't even take the apprentice wand issued by the academy.

She just held her stomach and walked straight towards the bakery.

“I hope I can get there before I starve to death.”

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sunset

The unique purple sun in winter is slowly setting, and the new moon hidden behind the sun is rising slowly.

The streets of Nika district are still noisy and rioting.

The narrow streets are lined with stalls, and shabby signs hanging on the walls list the prices of various goods.

The old bluestone pavement is rugged, and several children are kicking stones and playing. Occasionally, vendors walk by and squeeze in the crowd to sell their goods.

At a quiet corner of the street, three burly gangsters were standing there.

The three of them dressed up differently, but they all wore green hats of different styles.

This is the notorious cuckold gang in Nika District. They are a group of idle gangsters who specialize in stealing and robbing for a living.

One of the three gangsters was a slender man holding a dagger, the other was a fat man holding a wooden stick, and the last one was a muscular man holding a machete.

They were approaching a young man in the alley in a surrounding posture.

The boy was about eleven or twelve years old, wearing tattered clothes made of patches. Looking at the gray sleeve scarf he held in his hand, it proved that he was a newcomer to the royal capital.

[Whistles also have non-governmental organizations similar to management associations. Wearing sleeves on the wrist is a way to express one's identity. However, due to the lack of a formal management mechanism, whistleblowers actually work independently, making the association almost exist in name only. 】

"You, what are you going to do?"

The young man leaned against the bluestone wall and turned his head with a frightened expression on his face. There was no way out.

"Boy, obediently hand over all the valuable things you have, they are ours now!"

One of the leading gangsters held a dagger and raised it high, as if he could stab it into the little boy's chest at any time.

"Hand them over now or I guarantee you will regret it."

The young boy's palms were sweaty and trembling as he said:

"Please don't hurt me, I don't have anything to give you, really."

The boy's name is Killua,

In order to take care of his bedridden mother and his gambling father, 11-year-old Killua had to run away from home.

Making whistles was the easiest way he could think of to make money. Today was his first time working as a whistle, but he didn't expect that he would be cornered by three gangsters on the way to the city gate.

The leading gangster obviously didn't believe this guy's story.

He put the square-shaped dagger to his mouth, stretched out his slender tongue and licked it hard, shouting arrogantly:

"Little bastard, don't try to deceive us! I know you whistlers must have some good things hidden in your body."

"Also, what's that bulge in your belly?"

He stretched out his dagger and pointed at Killua's somewhat bulging abdomen.

That was because his mother was worried about Killua going out alone, so she gave him the only forty-five copper coins left at home, and told him to eat something good for lunch and not to tire himself.

"This is. This is"

Killua was sweating profusely and his eyes were wandering around, but he didn't know how to escape.

This is a dead end, and the entrance has been blocked by three gangsters. Unless he can fly, there is no way to escape!

But those forty-five copper coins were already the family's only possessions. If they were handed over, what would mother eat?

"This kid really has money in his pocket, bring it to me."

The three gangsters laughed loudly at the young man and reached for his money bag.

Looking at the ugly faces of the gangsters and their strong muscles, Killua couldn't help but feel a sense of despair.

The black cloak was covered with dust and dirt, making it look particularly obscene.

It's not like people on the road haven't seen this happen, but they seem to have become accustomed to it.

No one came to help the boy, and no one tried to stop the gangsters.

Snakes have snake paths, rats have rat paths.

Nyika District is a place full of violence and injustice, where poor and helpless people can only silently endure exploitation from all sides.

Just as Killua looked desperately at the three gangsters surrounding him.

Suddenly, a crisp voice with a hint of excitement came from behind the three of them.

"Oh my, this person is as beautiful as a falling fish and a goose, with a head of gray hair. His beauty and talent are so radiant that even the sun can't help but squint his eyes when he sees them. He is as beautiful as a flower in bloom. Who is it?"

"What?"

The three gangsters were shocked by this familiar tone and familiar opening remarks.

Could it be

The three of them slowly turned their heads and looked at the dark figure wearing a pointed hat with his back to the sun. They opened their eyes wide and pointed at her with trembling fingers.

"You, you. You are the crumb devil"

The corner of the girl's mouth twitched and she hurriedly interrupted:

"Yes, it's me, Irena!"

The light of the setting sun shines on the girl's body and also falls on Killua's heart.

【To be continued~】