Curiosity makes him continue to step closer to Mikaela and sees a tall woman with white skin talking to Mikaela. "Mikaela, who is she?" Bradley raised his eyebrows and showed a look of confusion. "Oh, she's Mrs. Meredith, the owner of this place." The woman's long hair almost covers her face and only shows a mouth with black lipstick. Without saying much she hands over a glass with a strange liquid in it. "Uh, what's that?" Bradley asked curiously. "Thank you, but I don't want to drink it." Bradley gently pushed the glass away from him. "The smell makes me nauseous, too." Mikaela taps Bradley on the shoulder and tried to calm him down. "Hey, calm down. Just follow Mrs. Meredith's words and your wounds can heal, okay?" Bradley initially hesitated, but he has no other choice. He has come so far and the only person willing to help him is this strange woman in front of him. "Uh, okay." Bradley picks up the glass and slowly takes a sip. A strange taste enters his throat causing him
Bradley raises his eyeballs in disbelief at Mikaela's words and tries to figure out why his father hates him so much. Mikaela says the thing that makes his father so angry with him is that he goes and spent the money he inherited. "I should have used that money to go to the big city and pursue my dreams, but ...." Mikaela sighed as if trying to forget the memory. "I choose to satisfy my lust and use the money to gamble and drink." " Jesus, Mikaela." Bradley raised his eyebrows at the words coming out of Mikaela's mouth. "But I'm pretty sure your father will forgive you." Mikaela is silent for a moment and slowly moves his head towards Bradley. He wonders why Bradley will say such a thing and immediately says Bradley is just being pretentious and just trying to cheer him up. "Mikaela, you should be grateful for having parents who love you so much." Bradley patted Mikaela's shoulder. "I can't feel that way at all because I'm an orphanage child." Bradley lowered his head down languid
The three of them run as fast as they can until they reach the door of the mine. In front of the mine door, there are two muscular men standing guard while looking at the faces of everyone who goes inside. "Gosh, how do we get past them?" Mikaela furrowed her brows in curiosity. "We lose, we can't fight them." Mikaela and Bradley are silent for a moment as they think about the possibilities. The little girl pulls on Bradley's sleeve and points to the side and there are a lot of thick and numerous trees. "Sir, over there is some kind of tunnel. I once saw someone trying to get through this way.." "That tunnel may be a good idea." Bradley snapped his fingers. "What do you think, Mikaela?" Mikaela stroked his chin and furrowed his eyebrows. "Hey, let's try then." The three of them walk slowly through wild bushes and trees. However, when they get there, the tunnel door closes using a large rock it's impossible to move it. "Argh, Damn!" Mikaela grumbled in annoyance. "Now, what do
The agonized looks on the slaves' faces keep replaying in his mind, causing Bradley to pause and reflect. "Hey, Bradley what are you doing?" Mikaela's snap brought Bradley to his senses. "Come on, we need to focus." "Oh yeah, sorry." Bradley smiled as he scratched his head. Suddenly Elis runs towards one of the cages and her steps stop. Her tears slowly flow down the curves of her round face. The two of them immediately run over to Elis and see the yellow-haired man lying limply on the ground. His back is full of so many whip wounds. Elis notices the man is his brother because of the birthmark on his back. "Brother! Brother!" Elis keeps shouting for her brother who looked unconscious. "Wake up brother!" Bradley searches for something to break the padlock covering the cages and a medium-sized piece of iron is the tool he uses. "Elis, step back and I'll open the lock." Mikaela pulls Elis away from the bars and Bradley hit the surface of the padlock repeatedly until it shatters.
Bradley walks back into the room and sees Mikaela packing up his things and preparing to leave. "Sir, is it not dangerous to leave at this time of night?" Elis' eyes rounded and her mouth pursed. "Night catchers may still be hanging around, are you sure?" "But, we have to leave this place soon." Mikaela continued to pack his luggage. "We're now fugitives in this city and it means we must leave this place." Mikaela pulled up his collar and wipes the sweat from his forehead. "Hey, you two should also leave this town as soon as possible." Elis' face instantly tightens and her mouth curved downward. "But... we have no place to stay." Her voice sounds so weak and it causes Mikaela's feelings to sink into sadness for a moment. Elis said they were slaves bought by a wealthy merchant, but the merchant was killed by bandits who then brought them here. “Oh my, so you're not from this town?” Elis shakes her head quickly. Bradley slowly walks over to Mikaela and suggests to him taking Elis
Bradley nods his head at the words. He slowly closes his eyes, trying to rest for a few minutes. He slowly closes his eyes, trying to rest for a few minutes. However, the fear still lingers in Bradley's mind and he is still reluctant to fully rest. "Mikaela, we better hurry up and leave this city." Bradley slowly gets up from his position. "Alright, then." Bradley sighed and picked up his things. "Come on, now we're off." Just as they were about to leave the house, Mrs. Meredith suddenly walks and brings something to Bradley. A small bottle filled with a strange liquid color makes by Mrs. Meredith itself. "Uh, what's this?" Bradley slowly uncapped the bottle and tried to smell it. "Oh God, what is this smell." It is similar to rotten fish made him immediately close the bottle again. " "Drink this potion, when you go to bed, it can reduce the impact of the curse." Bradley put the bottle in his pants pocket and they all left the town. Mikaela said it would only take about half a
They both accelerated their footsteps through the growing thickets of wild grass as they walk. "Bradley, watch your step." Mikaela who led the way looked around. "This road is very slippery and mossy." Bradley slowly walks and follows Mikaela from the front, but his foot accidentally steps on a hole deep enough and makes him fall. "Mike, help me!" Bradley shouted over and over with his hand grasping one of the grasses tightly. Mikaela hearing Bradley's shout turns around and looks for anyone but no one. "Brad, where are you?" Mikaela keeps calling Bradley's name over and over again. "Hey, I'm down here!" Bradley continued to grasp at the grass that is just a few roots away from the ground. Mikaela follows the source of the voice and sees Bradley who is about to fall to the bottom of a huge cliff. "Oh my God, Brad!" Mikaela stretches out his hand in an attempt to pull Bradley up. "Brad, grab my hand." Bradley slowly reached for Mikaela's wrist, but the sweat running down Bradl
Mikaela finds it strange how Bradley's face turns as pale as a corpse. "Hey, what's wrong with you?" Mikaela raised his eyebrows and pulled out the paper in Bradley's hand. "You look like ...." Mikaela's eyeballs immediately rounded when he sees the paper's details. Their faces are engraved on a sheet of paper. "Gosh, why is this happening?" Mikaela furrowed his brows. "Fugitives? What's this all about?" Mikaela is lost for words and immediately throws the paper away from his face. His head begins to heat up, his face seems to tighten and his eyebrows look low. "Damn! This must be the mine owner's plan." "Mike, look at that." Mikaela squints his eyes and sees an old, thin man walking towards the gang of criminals who turns out to be his father. "Father? What's he doing there?" "I don't know, but we'd better shut up and listen to what they have to say." The two of them continued to hide behind the house and soon a conversation could be heard. "Old man, where are they?" One of