take the lamb to school

After entering Doya City, the local administrator led people to greet them in person, but for Vigar and Yiling, it was just repeating those procedures again.

At this time, Yi Ling had one more thing on his mind——

He was inexplicably concerned about the children outside the city.

He couldn't understand how the group of children looked weak and cute, how could they dare to block Vigal's way without fear?How did they know which way to block it?

Yi Ling told Vigal about her confusion, but Vigal only said, "You want to know? Then let's take a look quietly."

They drove the carriage alone to the slums of Duoya City.

Doya is not as prosperous as Tange, and even the remote Moxiang.The slums here are very large, and huts made of rotten wood and grass can be seen everywhere. The roads are muddy and filthy, and they are all dusty. They look lifeless and seem to be forgotten by the spring breeze.

The carriage was parked by the side of the road. Even though it was the simplest carriage Vigal had ever used, it still attracted strange attention.

It's really poor here.

Few people could afford a carriage.

And people who can keep a carriage generally don't come here.

This time Yiling was not willing to just visit as a cat, he stubbornly turned back into a human, and dragged Vegal out of the car.

Of course, before getting out of the car, he also disguised himself. He changed into the clothes he wore when he was in Aira.

"Compared to them, you look too clean."

Vegal looked at Yi Ling's exposed face and hands, his face was rosy, obviously not like he had been starved, the palms of his hands had calluses, but the backs of his hands were smooth and fair.

"Then what should I do? How about I go somewhere to rub the mud later?"

"..."

Vigal couldn't stand this, he wanted Yi Ling to lie on his hands obediently.This place is dirty and messy, and he just needs to bear it alone.But Vigal forgot that Yi Ling didn't love cleanliness as much as he did.

"Forget it, even if there is any trouble, I can handle it."

After the two got out of the car, they chose a small path at random. When they passed by the thatched shed, Yi Ling took a look inside and said, "We seem to see mostly children and old people, and young men and women are not there."

"They all went out to work," Vegal said.

"We didn't meet beggars along the way, because they knew they couldn't ask for food or money here." Yi Ling thought of the days when he lived with Uncle Mike.On the outskirts of Ailiang, as shepherds, they can at least be self-sufficient, but every time he goes into the city, he always sees wandering vagrants and children in little clothes.

He gave them his bread, and Uncle Mike praised him.

"That's not necessarily the case," Virgal whispered, "Take a look behind."

Yi Ling turned her head suspiciously, and saw a long tail behind her.

The children held hands and looked at them quietly from a distance away.

"...Ah, Vigal. They're so different..." Ealing said, "The kids I've seen before, usually just run up and say, 'Give me a wheatbread, kind sir'— —They call gentlemen sir and ladies ma'am. But look at the boys, I don't think they're beggars, really. And that includes the kids blocking the way, Mr. Addison probably sees them in rags Call them beggars, but they don't ask for anything."

"Okay, I was wrong," Vigal admitted quickly, "I shouldn't judge them subjectively. It's just—why do you go over and ask them what they want to do with us?"

"...This is also what I can't figure out. Let's go, I'll ask them." Yi Ling walked towards the "tail" as he spoke.

When the children saw Yi Ling approaching, they still stayed where they were, with innocent expressions on their faces.

When Yi Ling approached, a child suddenly smacked his fingers and shouted loudly: "Good day, saint!"

These words frightened Yi Ling, who was a saint?me?

He bent down and asked softly, "Who are you talking about? Why are you saying that?"

"I'm talking about him—" the child pointed to Yi Ling's back, "it's the saint who came with you, sir."

"...Hey, Vegal?" Yiling pulled Lavegal's clothes, turned around and asked him, "Since when did you become a saint?"

"I don't know either, let's keep asking." Virgal stepped forward, seeming to ask sincerely, "Gentlemen, how did you recognize me when I was so tightly wrapped?"

"It's Arnold! He's amazing!"

"Arnold is the best!"

"Arnold told us that you are a saint, let us follow you for a walk! He said that this can drive away bad luck!"

……

The chirping sound of showing off instantly drowned the two of them, and every child could find out a certain advantage of "Arnold" and praise him.But thanks to their talkativeness, at least Yiling and Vegal now know a lot about "Arnold".

Arnold is a person who has awakened an excellent sensory talent.

He goes to the Temple of Light every week to bring a pile of relief food—enough for every child in the slums to have a snack.He was the only one who could get it. Some adults followed suit, but they were kicked out.

Everyone speculates that the Temple of Light may want to train Anuo to become an envoy of God.

Of course, speculation is guesswork, Arnold has not yet received formal training.As for the reason, the children also have a set of arguments.

"That must be because Arnold is too young! He is only seven years old this year!"

"...Seven years old?"

Yi Ling never expected that A Nuo, who was said to be omnipotent among these children, was only seven years old!

"Then... what about Arnold? Where did he go?"

"Arnold was with us when you first came here, but now, he's catching fish by the river!"

The children pointed to a small river not far away, "Look! It's there!"

Looking in the direction of their fingers, Yi Ling saw a small head bobbing up and down in the river, and every time he raised his hand, a fish was thrown onto the bank.

The children cheered happily: "There is fish soup again! Arnold! Arnold!"

"Let's go take a look too," Yi Ling said.

By the river, the boy named Anuo wiped his face after landing, and said to the children who were looking at him eagerly: "One for each, take it home."

"Okay! Thanks Arnold!"

"Thank you Arno!"

"Goodbye, Arnold!"

The children happily picked up the fish and scattered away.Only Yiling and Vegal walked slowly to Arnold.

"I recognize you," Virgal smiled, "Are you the kid who blocked the way yesterday?"