I'm really a crispy French

The two men and women led Leon along the main road of the village. The largest building over there was the mercenary union here.Now is the time when the mercenary union is at its leisure.

The interior of the mercenary union is larger than it looks from the outside. The layout inside is more like a tavern, with many round tables and wooden chairs. Two or three people here and there are eating food like brown bread and fried eggs. There is a waitress She is mopping the floor - she should be dressed in a local style, with big braids, a long patched skirt, and a gray apron. She has no makeup or decorations on her body, so she should not be a "part-time job".

On the left is a table, and a drunk guy is sitting on it, hiccupping and singing on a shamisen.Straight ahead is a very long counter, and behind the counter are three receptionists with different hair colors.

Mary and Haydn led Leon to the black-haired receptionist in front of the counter, who was dozing off with his elbows on the counter.As soon as Mary knocked on the counter, he was startled: "@#￥%!" Leon didn't understand his first sentence, but luckily Leon understood his second sentence, "What are you doing?"

But the accent is obviously different from the locals, there are not so many retroflexes, but some syllables are stretched longer.

"#￥%%#" Mary used a language that Leon couldn't understand, and she said, "We rescued this child outside today."

Subconscious mind: Is it agreed that the whole continent will use a lingua franca?fraud!

The local language should also be quite widely used. Many adventurers monitored by Leon also use this language, but with a different accent.Moreover, the black-haired receptionist didn't know how to say that Mary still had to use words that Leon couldn't understand, which was also a kind of temptation-see if Leon dared to do it in a place like the mercenary union.

She glanced at Leon with a little excitement and expectation.Then there was a sharp pain in both her and Haydn's head at the same time, she wanted to scream, but she couldn't make a sound, and even couldn't move her eyes for a while.All of this happened in an instant, and when this instant passed, if it weren't for the fine beads of sweat on their foreheads, they themselves would think that what happened just now was their own imagination.

Leon smiled at Mary, and took her hand obediently.The moment the skins of the two touched, Mary trembled a little from the shock, but she didn't dare to dodge, and could only let Leon hold her fingers.

"The little boy you rescued outside?" The black-haired receptionist looked at Leon. Neither Mary nor Haydn was a half-devil. It is true that the child could not belong to them. He took out an apple from under the counter, and he replaced it. In the local language, "Here, boy."

The behavior of the black-haired receptionist was full of kindness: "Thank you." Leon also thanked him sincerely. He took the apple with both hands and gnawed it.

Ah... how happy it is to eat with your mouth and eat real food~

En!Really sour, obviously this apple looks so red.

Leon's face wrinkled, this cute little expression caused the receptionist to laugh out loud, and the other two bored receptionists with blond hair and blue hair came over and looked at Leon's wrinkled little face like a walnut skin , laughing together.

Mary and Haydn also tried to smile happily, but they were warned that they really didn't want to laugh at all.

Mary first said in a language that Leon couldn't understand: "This is the child we rescued from a group of ratmen. Thank the gods, they will take him back as a food reserve, otherwise he would be dead. Judging from the accent, He should be a lost child from a nearby village. So we dare not say this in the local language, for fear of scaring him again." Switching to the local language again, "But the child was frightened. He didn't know anything except his name. Can not remember."

Her words could explain her and Haydn's bitter faces, after all, they knew about Leon's real "experience".

"Poor kid." The receptionists stopped laughing and looked at Leon with pity. The black-haired receptionist said, "We will ask the nearby villages, which village was attacked by the Ratmen and lost a half-demon?" people and children."

"But it's also possible that he was taken on an adventure by the half-devil's parents and then lost." The blond receptionist said.

"Maybe..." The blue-haired waiter signaled with his eyes. Everyone knew that he meant abandonment. It was too cruel to say such a thing in front of the person involved.

"Half-devil's life is still not easy." The black-haired receptionist continued to sigh.

"Well...we can't raise a child, and we have difficulty raising ourselves." Mary interjected, "The only thing we have gained today is this child. Besides, we haven't even been able to get a mouse's tail, or even a rat's tail. In order to save him, he lost a lot of equipment."

"You can leave this child here. If no one comes to pick him up, I will send him to the town, where there is an orphanage." The black-haired receptionist said.

"Thank you very much, then we'll put him here. Uh... let's say goodbye to him." Mary and Haydn pulled Leon aside, and Mary bent down and persuaded gently, "People here will Send you to the orphanage in town tomorrow, who are better suited to take care of you than we are, and this is the general process. Even if we want to adopt a child, we have to adopt from the orphanage instead of taking you now bring home."

"Do you think my control range is very limited?" Leon took a bite of the sour apple. He ate the meat for half a month, but those changed mouths, his avatar had no sense of taste, at most It only gives him a feeling of fullness after he has finished eating. At this time, even the sour taste of clumsy teeth has become an extremely precious taste experience.

Subconscious: more than that...

Leon: I don't care about you.

Mary sighed: "My lord, we are little people who cherish our lives very much. It can even be said that we think our lives are more important than anyone else's lives, and we will not risk our lives."

Leon's eyes turned twice on the faces of Mary and Haydn, and he took another bite of the apple: "I hope so."

"Of course." Mary straightened up with a smile, and pulled Leon back to the counter. "This is a well-behaved little guy. May the God of Nature bless him so that he can be taken home by his family."

"May the God of Nature bless you." The black-haired receptionist nodded. He put his hands on the counter and looked down at Leon. "Pretty boy, follow this beautiful sister upstairs. You can choose a room by yourself."

None of the receptionists came out from behind the counter. They called the waitress who was mopping the floor just now, but now she was standing aside.

"Hello, Leon. My name is Lucy." It seemed that the receptionists had introduced his general situation to the waitress, and the girl looked at him with pity.

Mary and Haydn left, and before leaving, they expressed their reluctance again in front of the three receptionists.

After saying goodbye to the two, Lucy took Leon up to the second floor. Is this place really a mercenary union, not a tavern or something?Even provided accommodation.

Leon was not picky. In the first room Lucy took him into, he sat obediently on the bed: "Are you hungry? I'll bring you some food."

"Sister Lucy, you... don't think my parents will pick me up, do you?" Leon grabbed Lucy's apron, "Please tell me the truth, I am already a big child, and I will You have to face life yourself."

Lucy looked at Leon's painfully numb little face, and her heart softened - in fact, the child only had mild facial paralysis.

She squatted down and looked at him at the same level: "Leon, my sister is also an orphan, so I will tell you the truth. If your parents received a notice from the mercenary union and wanted to take you back, they would have to pay at least fifty Silver coins. Twenty of them are for getting you back, twenty are for your accommodation, and at least ten are for sending you home. If you have been sent to the orphanage, they will at least give the orphanage Two to five silver coins. This amount of money is beyond the reach of most ordinary families. They won't come back to pick you up."

Leon blinked his eyes: "I see, thank you sister..."

He wanted to use this question to elicit the daily operation of the mercenary union, but Lucy's last sentence made his subconscious churn a little bit——

Dad, where are you?Mom, don't you want me?They don't come back for you!

The buzzing sound that shook his ears sounded in his head, and Leon's vision blurred. He saw himself lying in the ruins. He had a headache, weakness, cold, and hunger. He couldn't even make a louder voice. Unable to speak, only some vague grunts spit out from the throat.

"It will be fine." A pair of gentle hands touched Leon's face, and Leon realized that he was actually crying, "As long as we believe in God, we will always have a way to survive."

"Thank you, Sister Lucy." It wasn't me who was crying, but the subconscious trash.Leon took a small step back, because Lucy leaned forward, as if to give him a comforting kiss.He didn't want to kiss others, and he didn't want to be kissed by others.

Lucy thought the little boy was shy, so she stood up and rubbed his head: "I'm going to get you food, do you have anything you want to eat?"

Subconscious mind: Big bowl of wide noodles

Leon: "No, thank you."

Lucy closed the door, but when she went downstairs, she kept feeling that something was strange.

"Lucy, what's the matter?" When she passed the counter, the black-haired receptionist couldn't help but ask after seeing her.

"It's nothing..." Lucy shook her head, her eyes suddenly lit up, "I think Leon might be able to go home, can he stay here for two more days?"

The black-haired receptionist was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"He's not like an ordinary person's kid. He's very polite, quiet and gentle. I've never seen a boy like this."