Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 94 Kai

"They were probably only a few days old when they were abandoned, right?"

Milo plopped down on the rough steps in front of the door.

Based on the timeline, the last group of indigenous people left Iqum about ten years ago, and the children in the house, apart from the older girls, were all around ten years old.

“Of course I didn’t raise them.” Walker saw Milo’s question and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, “Ten years ago I was only a teenager. I wasn’t even able to support myself back then, let alone raise four children.”

“That is…” Rebecca asked.

“Do you remember the inn you moved into? The owner was an old scholar who had retired from Galid Academy; we called her Grandma Freya. She was the one who raised these abandoned children. I only started helping her take care of them this year,” Walker continued.
"Freya is a very learned person. Although she has a somewhat eccentric temperament, she is absolutely kind-hearted. She has never married and has no children. After these children were rejected by the city of Galid, she single-handedly took on all the expenses of raising them and bought the row of houses you see today, and moved to the town of Icam to live. But Grandma Freya's health is not as good as before, and I am just doing my best to help her."

“Well, it should be this kind of person who is enshrined in the church hall, not some golden tree,” Milo said, scratching his head.

"Are you making sarcastic remarks?" Rebecca was already used to Milo's offensive comments about religion, but she still couldn't help but retort.

"The truth," Milo said earnestly, without changing his expression.

Walker paid no attention to the conversation between Rebecca and Milo, and only gave a helpless wry smile:
"It's because of this series of reasons that I've settled down in the town of Icom. Although life has been pretty tough, I'm doing the right thing, at least that's what I think."

"By the way, you probably haven't met Grandma Freya yet. She usually spends most of her time resting on the first floor of the inn. The weather is nice today, so she's probably gone out for a walk. She'll prepare breakfast for you tomorrow, and you might see her around that time. She's a very knowledgeable person, so you can ask her any questions you have. For example, she's the one who told me about the copper grass flower. Of course, I can't guarantee that she'll even acknowledge you."

“Well, there are some things I really need someone knowledgeable to explain to me. I’ll get up early tomorrow.” Milo nodded.

The image of that pure white plant lingered in Milo's mind, refusing to fade away.

So far, he has not seen such a flower within the territory of Galid City. It would be best if a knowledgeable old scholar who has lived in Galid for many years could provide an answer to this question.

Carl's deep obsession with that eerie, pure white plant already speaks volumes.

……

“Or you could tell me about it, maybe I can help you figure it out,” Walker said to Milo.

"What I really want to ask is that I ate a green-eyed fly earlier today and I'm wondering if it will give me diarrhea. It's that simple," Milo said casually.

Rebecca, sitting next to him, nudged Milo with her elbow and repeated what she had said before: "It's a fruit fly."

“If you say so, then so be it.” Milo rolled his eyes.

Walker smiled and shook his head: "We'll know tonight whether it will cause diarrhea or not. Why wait until tomorrow to ask the old man for advice? But speaking of which, these flies have only started appearing in large numbers in Galid City in the last few years. As far as I can remember, I've never seen these little things before."

Milo shrugged.

He was still bothered by the few maggots that had parasitized the flies that he had swallowed.

But after a few seconds of silence, Walker suddenly said, "You probably still don't trust me, although I don't know why."

Clearly, he knew that what Milo wanted to ask Freya had nothing to do with the fly.

“Hmm…” Milo raised his eyelids to look at Walker standing in front of the door frame and nodded frankly: “After all, we just met today. Maybe I’ll be able to trust you in a few days.”

Walker didn't care about Milo's attitude and smiled nonchalantly: "But I've always been good at judging people. You're good people, and I'm willing to trust you, so... could you tell me roughly what your real purpose for this trip is? I'll believe whatever you say."

"Weren't you instructed to be our contact person a long time ago?" Rebecca asked, puzzled.

“Yes.” Walker pointed to the ordinary law enforcement officer badge on his collar and said, “But at my level, all I can know is that you plan to stay in Icom. I don’t know anything else. Anyway, I know you’re not here for a routine patrol.”

"To be honest, your judgment and trust are rather hasty," Milo chuckled, completely ignoring Walker's question.

Walker, being quite sensible, chuckled self-deprecatingly a few times and then dropped the subject.

He told Milo and Rebecca to wait a moment, as he needed to go and fetch some fodder for the horses in front of the law enforcement post, and then he left.

……

"It was indeed hasty, leaving all these kids to the two of us." Rebecca remarked casually as she watched Walker walk away down the main road.

"How credible do you think his stories are?" Milo waved his hand in front of him, shooing away a few buzzing flies in the air.

“At least those children trust and depend on him, and I can tell that,” Rebecca said.

“A woman’s intuition?” Milo glanced at Rebecca.

“It’s a rational judgment.” Rebecca pointed to her forehead.

"You might as well just say it's a woman's intuition," Milo chuckled.

Just then, a girl's voice came from behind them.

"Excuse me, are you thirsty, brothers and sisters?"

The girl's voice was very beautiful.

This was the clearest thing Milo had encountered since entering the filthy city of Galeide.

……

The two black-clad law enforcement officers sitting on the steps turned around and saw a girl who looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old. She was half-squatting, holding two faded ceramic teacups with a few tea leaves floating on the surface. The afternoon sun hung on the brim of the officers' hats, leaving only a small sliver to lightly fall on the girl's face, adding a touch of color to her otherwise pale complexion.

But this also prevented the girl from opening her eyes to see Milo and Rebecca's faces clearly. Under the bright light, her eyes squinted slightly, curving into crescent shapes, making her look very cute.

The girl had long, gray hair that was in somewhat poor condition, but it didn't detract from her overall charm.

As for what kind of temperament it is...

It's the kind of aura that instantly evokes a strong protective instinct in people, a very pure protective instinct.

Milo could tell this from Rebecca's reaction.

Because Rebecca had already given him a warning look, the subtext of which was probably—you little brat, don't talk nonsense, or I'll kill you!

Yes, that's right, that must be it.

Milo knew that his face and overall demeanor weren't very friendly, so he wisely kept quiet and didn't make any large movements.

The girl in front of me was clearly a little shy.

However, out of politeness, she still brought Milo and Rebecca two cups of tea.

This further increased her popularity with Rebecca and Milo.

……

"Thank you."

"Rebecca said softly."

This was the second time Milo had heard Rebecca speak in such a gentle tone.

As for the first time, it was last night on the train when Rebecca was talking in her sleep, but strictly speaking, that doesn't really count.

Seeing Rebecca's reaction, Milo grinned and reached out to take the cup from the girl's hand.

But before the claws could even extend, Rebecca slapped them away.

Rebecca took both teacups from the girl before handing the one with less tea leaves to Milo.

"There's absolutely no trust among colleagues."

Milo looked at the few tea leaves floating on the surface of the water in the teacup.

"Keep your hand between the thighs of the pleasure house woman," Rebecca replied calmly to Milo.

“I’ve been wronged so much,” Milo sighed.

He never imagined that his image in his boss's eyes was so tarnished.

Eileen can testify that the content Rebecca said was deleted or altered in order to pass the censorship.

……

The girl clearly couldn't understand what Rebecca and Milo were discussing. Naturally, she wouldn't have come across the term "pleasure house," since it was a unique specialty of Nanwei City.

"What's your name, duck?" Rebecca asked the girl softly, holding the teacup in both hands.

"Kai." The girl's name is very simple.

But her name doesn't really matter, because her voice is just so beautiful.

Crisp? Lively? It seems that no word is quite right to describe it. In short, it was refreshing, even though she only said one monosyllabic word, "Kai".

Everyone would probably want her to say a few more words.

And when faced with Rebecca's gentle attitude, Kai did indeed muster up the courage to say one more thing:
"Sister...your hair is beautiful."

Rebecca probably didn't expect that her masculine hairstyle would actually receive a compliment from a girl, so she was stunned for a couple of seconds.

To be fair, Rebecca's hair quality and color are top-notch; even with a shorter cut, it doesn't diminish its captivating scarlet hue.

"Thank you." A rare smile appeared on Rebecca's face.

However, that smile was hidden by a mask.

Milo, who had been ignored for a long time, finally couldn't help but complain:

"Look at you, you have no sense of propriety at all. At times like this, you should flatter each other and give each other compliments. Who just gives a dry 'thank you'?"

"Be quiet." Rebecca gave her a murderous look.

"okay."

(End of this chapter)