As a Sword Saint, I Want to Be a Demon King

At this time, the sound of children playing came from outside.

A little girl who seemed to be only 3 or 4 years old held a doll deer and ran happily outside the door.

Followed by a slightly older girl, holding a brown bear cub in her arms.

She obviously liked the little bear, hugged it tightly with her arms, ran forward and grabbed the little girl's hand, panting and warned:

"Don't run around here! Are you dying?"

After she finished speaking, she quickly glanced towards the door.

As a result, he happened to meet the silver-haired girl's eyes, his face turned pale, and the little bear in his hand fell to the ground in fright.

"Gar, Lord Garcia!"

She said in a trembling voice, pulling the little girl beside her behind her:

"I'm very sorry that we interrupted your rest..."

The silver-haired girl came out, bent down and picked up the doll.

Patted the dust on it, smiled and returned it to her.

Then he stroked her hair and said softly:

"I'm not resting, and I love hearing your laughter, so don't worry about disturbing me."

Since she was sensible, the girl had never been treated with such tenderness, and she was stunned.

She hugged the bear, looked up at the silver-haired girl, and was quickly attracted by the other's smile—after all, she had never seen such a beautiful woman.

The little girl holding the fawn doll sneaked out her head from behind her.

Looking at Aiwen with a pair of big eyes, there is fear in the eyes, but also curiosity.

"What's your name?"

Egwene asked them.

"We... have no names, only code names."

The older girl lowered her head and timidly replied:

"I am number 85 and she is number 137."

"What about your previous names?"

Egwen asked strangely:

"Can't remember?"

"Before graduation, Dean Lake forbade us to mention our previous names."

The girl replied:

"If he hears it, one hand will be broken."

That old man who was hacked to pieces!

Ai Wen was furious in her heart:

To treat a child so cruelly, I should have killed him myself if I knew earlier!

"—There are still people who were beaten to death alive."

The little girl named No. 137 was a little more courageous than before, tilted her head, and said tenderly:

"So number 85, sister, don't let me get close to here... But, because I was happy, I forgot."

Perhaps because of her young age, her speech was not fluent, and she stuttered a little.

"Don't worry, I will never hit you."

Ai Wen hugged the two of them to her side with distress, and stroked their hair.

She began to regret why she didn't come to the orphanage to see these poor children earlier.

Although I can be regarded as an orphan in this world, at least I still have a house that can accommodate me, and my life is a little tight, but I won't starve to death.

But the children in these orphanages are different.

They simply did not live a human life, and Dean Lake was like a tyrannical demon, whips and butcher knives could fall on the children's heads at any time.

When she was feeling annoyed, a limp fawn's head touched her face.

"Sister, my little deer... lent you."

The little girl raised her head, looked at her with innocent eyes, and rubbed the deer on her cheek:

"So, don't... be sad."

Young children can sensitively perceive other people's moods, and she felt the sadness and remorse of the silver-haired girl.

"Thank you."

Egwene nearly shed tears.

This kind of doll is not a particularly expensive commodity.

But it is undoubtedly a very precious thing for the little girl, because this is the first gift and the first toy she received in her life.

However, she is willing to lend her precious toys to others.

Such a good child may be abused and killed at any time in this orphanage!

"You will get more gifts in the future, and no one will abuse you again."

She hugged the two of them and said, carried the little girl to the chair in the hall, and handed over the snacks brought by the servants to the two of them.

"We... dare not eat."

The girl holding the little bear looked at the delicate snacks on the table, and said shyly:

"The dean said that if we dared to eat these foods, we would be locked up in the confessional, where we would starve to death."

"Your dean is no longer here."

Ai Wen said to them seriously:

"So starting today, you don't have to be afraid of anyone anymore, I assure you."

Under her persuasion, the two little girls finally started to eat snacks and devoured them hungrily.

When eating, their faces are full of happiness.

The haze left in the past cannot be dispelled immediately, but I believe that one day, these children will show sincere smiles on their faces.

"—let the chef cook at once, with the best ingredients presently available."

She gave orders to the staff.

"Originally, I still had some pity for those guys who were silenced."

Seeing the staff leaving in a hurry, she thought bitterly:

"Now it seems that they are all accomplices, and it is not a pity to die!"

"Master Garcia, you are finally here."

The old courier who I saw at the beginning appeared in the hall at this time, and took off his hat tremblingly to greet her:

"Thank you very much... The funds and supplies you promised to support are already in place, and the children don't have to worry about going hungry."

"Since I took over this place, this kind of thing is what I should do."

The silver-haired girl asked:

"Has the Josephine family not come yet?"

"The Josephine family?"

The old messenger was taken aback:

"Their aid has been cut off long ago, and I haven't heard of any news of it being reinstated."

"It was Marquis Josephine who initiated the support for us, and the carriage should be almost here now."

The silver-haired girl glanced at the wall clock in the hall:

"People will go to the door to wait for a while. There shouldn't be too many things. Two or three people are enough."

"Okay, Mr. Garcia."

The old messenger withdrew.

"Damn Marquis Josephine...won't you let me go?"

The silver-haired girl thought unhappily:

"If you really dare to let me go, I will copy your old den tomorrow!"

……

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"It's just that little money? Where do you send the beggars?"

In a dark alley in Heijie.

Three gangsters surrounded a man in a black robe, knocking on the weapons in their hands unhappily:

"Last time you asked us to trouble that woman, but we were almost killed by her!"

One of the gangsters said fiercely:

"In order to compensate for our loss, at least 2 gold coins are needed this time, no! 3 gold coins will do!"

"Hehe... this is your gold coin."

The man in the black robe let out a deep laugh.

Stretching out his hand from his sleeve, a few gold coins fell to the ground.

His hands are strange, looking skinny and shriveled, like an old man who is dying.

Seeing the glittering gold coins on the ground, the gangsters' eyes lit up.

"I said old guy... do you seem to be rich?"