"No wonder she kept staring at the bonfire and staring blankly." Kasha pursed her lips, which gave herself an excuse to explain Anne's strange behavior.

"Annie, how could you be alone in the woods? Where are your parents?" Kasha asked. Annie wasn't always dazed, and she would respond if someone talked to her.

"They are all dead." Anne looked at the only buttoned eyes left by the teddy bear.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mention your sad things on purpose." Kasha touched her little head and cast a look at Kahn for help. She didn't expect that she would be so unlucky, and she accurately touched the lightning as soon as she got up.

She saw what was clear in Kahn's eyes and realized that he knew Anne's past.

"Don't mention her family." Kahn opened her mouth and told Kasha to communicate with Anne with her lip. Her magic caused an irreversible family tragedy, so she is now alone.

Kasha looked stern, put her palm on Annie's shoulders, and decided not to mention Annie's family anymore.

"Are you cold?" she asked.

"I'm not cold," Anne said, "but I'm hungry."

"I'll get you something to eat." Kasha breathed a little relieved, and finally could do something.

She came to the horse in the rain and took some dry food from the saddle. But Anne looked at the food she brought and shook her head.

"Sister, I don't want to eat this, I want to drink milk."

"..." Kasha was stunned for a moment. Where did the wilderness want her to find milk. Then she blushed slightly. She now only had milk for adults and not for children.

"I only have wine," she said. In order to enter the cold Frelljord, the drinks they prepared were all kinds of wine.

"I know there is a tavern in the forest," Anne said again.

“Isn’t a pub a place to sell alcohol?”

“It sells milk in it too.”

"Go?" Kasha looked back at Kahn and asked for his advice.

Kahn looked at the rainy day and sighed, "Okay, it's cold at night. It's better not to sleep outside with a child. It's okay to find a tavern overnight."

"Is Annie afraid of riding a horse?" Kasha turned back to look at Annie.

"Not afraid, they should be afraid of me."

"..." Kasha was stunned for a moment. The answer was special. She felt that she could no longer treat Anne as an ordinary little girl. "Will you hold you with Tibers? Let's ride to the tavern to buy you milk."

"Okay." Annie smiled happily at her, breaking the gloom he had just now.

Coaxing the little girl onto the horse, Kasha hugged Anne with one hand and pulled the reins with the other, and followed Kahn into the dark forest.

The ends of the leaves were constantly splashing with rain curtains, and the weight could be clearly felt when it fell on the raincoat. Kasha hugged Anne in her arms and covered her tightly with her cloak so that she could protect her from being wet by the rain.

During this process, her arm inevitably touched Anne's plush toy, but Anne did not show any dissatisfaction. It seemed that as long as she did not deliberately do anything to the doll, she would not be unhappy.

Not long after, they arrived at the tavern that Anne said. A warm light came from the window, and noisy voices came from inside, mixed with the sound of large wine glasses colliding and beer splashing.

"It seems that the business is pretty good." Kahn raised his eyebrows, and he heard at least seven or eight different voices.

"Well, I finally don't have to get wet. My shoes are not dry yet." Kasha led the horse into the stable, and then helped Anne, who couldn't wait to push open the heavy door of the tavern.

Anne seemed very happy. She hummed and jumped over the road from the tavern gate to the bar. The wooden door was closed heavily behind her, and a ray of cold winter moisture blew across the room. The loud bang made several pairs of eyes that didn't notice her, and they all looked at her appearance.

A little girl shouldn't appear in a tavern in the Black Forest. Usually, people come here are troublesome.

They looked behind Annie, two young men with purple hair, probably understood something.

"Black face, this young mother seems to have no experience, how could she bring her child to such a place?" A thick voice came.

A tall man sat alone at the table in the middle of the tavern, looking at the three of them with the only remaining eyes unscrupulously, and a malicious smile was opened on his mouth.

This man was simply a bunch of fabrics of muscles and scars. He hung ropes, chains, and iron hooks on his waist, and a large knife cross-body behind his back, all of which was loudly announcing that he was a bounty hunter.

Kasha frowned slightly. She didn't say anything. There were hooligans everywhere. It was too tiring to clean up one by one. She looked at Anne. The little girl seemed not affected by these words. She pushed a high stool to the bar, then climbed onto the stool and stood up. She put the toy on the bar with a thud, and swept her eyes over the bottles on the shelf.

"What do you want to drink?" asked the bar owner.

"Luojia, can you give me a cup of milk?"

The boss quietly and quickly turned around and went to the end of the bar to get the porcelain pot for milk. Unlike other bartenders Kahn had met, he liked to chat with customers while doing things. He was a very low-key person.

The milk jug was pushed to Anne's waiting hands, and she laughed and licked the milk inside with her tongue, making her lips white.

"How much?" Kasha came to Annie and reached into her purse. She subconsciously thought that Annie had no money and wanted to pay for her.

"One coin is enough." The boss said. He didn't expect Annie to give the money, and planned to silently accept the coins she put on the bar, just treating them as a discount.

"Sister, I have money, I'll do it myself."

"It's okay, just treat me as a treat."

Kasha didn't take Annie's words seriously. Just as she was paying for money in her bag, the annoying voice sounded again next to her.

"So they are sisters. Tsk, do you need financial assistance? Look at your sister can't afford to wear a perfect skirt, and your appearance is worth a lot of Noxus coins. Change a good skirt for your child."

Hearing this, Kahnten, who had just sat down, stood up and came to the bar with a gloomy face.

He patted the bounty hunter on the shoulder, and the man turned around and saw a fist that suddenly enlarged.

The fist hit the bone of the nose, and the hunter who was hit hard was knocked down on the spot. His tall body curled up on the ground, covering the broken nose with pain and wailing.

"Give me a bottle of wine." Kahn pointed to a bottle of wine on the shelves with a cold face. It doesn't matter what wine, he only wants the bottle.

The boss immediately brought him the stuff, he was a person who didn't want to cause trouble.

Kahn took the wine bottle, spread his hands and stuffed the bottleneck into the hunter's mouth, and the cruelty in his eyes was revealed.

He shook hard, and the bottleneck suddenly broke into the depths of the hunter's throat, stretched out the esophagus, and the bottle body crushed his teeth and stuck tightly into his mouth. The hunter's mouth was completely stretched into a round shape. He coughed in pain, making a tragic whine, and a ball of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, emitting a strong smell of alcohol and blood.

"I'll treat you this bottle of wine."

Kahn hadn't been so angry for a long time. He felt it was not enough. He picked up an iron bottle cap with a sharp edge on the bar and inserted it into the socket of his blind eye with his hands. The blood flowed out dyed half of his face red, making people faint.

A neat inhalation sounded in the tavern, and fear spread across the table.
Chapter completed!