All-around teacher at the magic academy

"Brother, hurry up!" Asha's voice was full of anticipation as she skipped quickly across the cobblestone path.

Aldo, who was following behind, was a little out of breath. He replied helplessly, "Okay, Asha, I'm just following you."

Then, she quickened her pace, trying to keep up with her younger sister's rhythm. She secretly marveled at how energetic this little girl was; she didn't seem tired at all.

"It looks like there's a clothing store up ahead, brother, let's go take a look."

Asha's gaze was drawn to a clothing store on the street not far away, and her eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Slow down, Asha," Aldo gently urged from behind, worried that his sister might accidentally fall.

"We finally made it to Klind, and we've only been gone a short while. We have to go back at 5 o'clock, so we don't have time to rest."

Asha shook her head; she didn't want to waste time. Every moment here was new and exciting for her.

This was truly her first time visiting this bustling city. The shops lining both sides of the street were dazzling with a wide variety of goods.

Although she had been to the town with Aldo before, that town was nothing compared to Klinds.

Asha was filled with curiosity; there were still so many places she hadn't explored, and she felt there simply wasn't enough time.

She wanted to stroll around the city to her heart's content and fully appreciate its beauty. In her eyes, everything in Klind was so new and so attractive, like a treasure trove that could never be fully explored.

Aldo, standing behind, could only grit his teeth and try his best to keep up with Asha's pace.

His steps were slightly heavy; after all, he wasn't as energetic as his sister. Just as he quickened his pace, trying to close the distance with Asha, the accident happened.

His toes were suddenly tripped by something, and he instantly lost his balance.

Fortunately, Aldo did not fall to the ground, but was caught steadily by a strong hand.

He steadied himself, looked up at the person who had caught him, gave an embarrassed smile, and said apologetically, "Thank you, thank you so much."

The man was simply dressed and had a calm expression. He simply replied, "It's nothing," and then let go of her hand, seemingly not wanting to linger any longer.

"Hurry up, brother," Asha's voice came from ahead, tinged with impatience.

"Here they come, here they come." Aldo thanked the man again, then hurriedly chased after Asha.

His gaze remained fixed on his sister ahead, and he didn't notice the man's actions after he left.

Behind him, the man watched Aldo's hurried departure, a slight smile playing on his lips, before turning and walking in the opposite direction.

He walked through the crowd until he was far away from the noise, then carefully took out a money pouch from his pocket.

He simply patted the purse in his palm, then eagerly untied the knot, his fingers trembling slightly, filled with anticipation.

However, when his gaze fell upon the mere 15 rubles, a slight disappointment crept onto his face. This amount of money was clearly insufficient to meet his expectations.

However, his disappointment did not last long, because he remembered the other money he had stolen from another person in the chaos.

He added the two sums together, bringing his total to 25 rubles. It wasn't much, but it was better than nothing.

He recalled that when he was at the seafood market, his eyes were fixed on these three people.

They were dressed simply, and their words and actions revealed the simplicity of the countryside; they looked like they had just come from the countryside and hadn't seen much of the world.

People like this, if they lose money, can probably only accept their bad luck. After all, they are unfamiliar with the area and have no way of recovering their lost property.

If he hadn't seen them making some money selling seafood at the market, he probably wouldn't have bothered stealing their money.

After all, these three people didn't look like they were rich at all.

Sure enough, apart from the money they earned from selling seafood, they didn't have any extra wealth.

He felt a little resentful towards himself, having taken such a risk for so little reward. However, the money was enough for him to live a carefree life for a while.

This time, he was confident that he could earn back all the money he had lost at the gambling tables.

Even if he can't recoup all his losses, he can at least earn half. Because he has gradually figured out the rules of the game, he is confident that he can turn things around if given another chance.

Thinking of this, the man's eyes hardened. He carefully put the money pouch into his pocket, patted his pocket to make sure it was safe, and then turned to leave.

His steps carried a barely perceptible urgency as he began to plan his next move.

However, the moment he turned around, his gaze met that of someone standing not far in front of him.

His heart raced instantly. He was somewhat surprised that the other person had managed to catch up with him, which immediately put him on high alert. It seemed that the other person was no ordinary person.

Leon stared coldly at the man in front of him who had stolen his money. His fists were clenched, and he had originally planned to beat the man up and send him to the law enforcement to be punished.

However, after seeing the man's face clearly, he was stunned, his shock was palpable, or rather, he could hardly believe it.

He knew this person; they had been in contact for some time and had even been rivals on certain issues.

He simply couldn't reconcile the disheveled man before him with the image he remembered.

Unexpectedly, the other party has fallen to such a state that they have to resort to theft to make a living.