1.

The flames...the flames soaring into the sky turned my home, our home, into burning ruins. My relatives and the memories of the past, together with the flames, flew up into the dim sky of Echirimia, leaving more ashes and

It will not interfere with the unclean air of this city

This is the fate of failure in the competition for power. The inevitable fate of losers with new ideas in this ancient and conservative city...

"You can still walk, Henan, do you want me to carry you?"

"No, father, if I can't walk, Zola will help me."

The huge family was in pieces, and only he and his loyal attendant mage followed his father.

Hernan Bullock, who is only six years old, is already quite sensible. All the burdens are placed on his father who is not tall in front of him. Taking on some things for him, at least without causing trouble, is the only thing that the child can do now.

The sewers have a disgusting smell and countless hooligans. In the past, I would never come here. No, I should say that I wouldn't even look at it. But now, I can only make do with it and continue to move forward.

The sewers built at the end of the Dark Ages are more than 500 years ago. Unlike the surface, there are no urban divisions here. From the Royal City Hongtian Tower to the slums, they are all the same sewer system, but they are composed of different sewers.

It's just managed by the administration

Those who live are abandoned and despised by humans like excrement.

"It's just here. There aren't many people around here. Zola, use half of the money to help buy necessary daily necessities, and the rest to our friends here. If you're close, you can have more.

Send some"

"Understood..." The bald elf mage nodded. Does he have the same feelings for the man in front of him?

"The wealthy life is gone in an instant, Dad."

"I will have to work hard for you in the future, Henan. Let this small place become our new prayer room [nd]"

My father is not a superstitious person, but he does believe in God. He regularly prays to the ancient gods that no one believes in anymore. My father feels that this can calm down his heart.

Before the mage came back, the two former nobles could only use the cloth products they brought with them to wipe the floor of this recessed space clean.

"Well...wow wow...wow wow..."

His father was still working, and the boy, who was sitting on the ground to rest because he was exhausted, suddenly heard something.

"Did you hear that, Hernan?"

"Um!!"

It was the cry of a baby. Six years ago, this sound took away his wife, but gave him his favorite son.

"What the hell is that, Dad?"

From the upper stream, that is, the water flowing from the sewers in the area behind the aristocratic area, there is a translucent, reddish-black mucus floating on it, which reminds men of creatures like "slime", but

In the center of the mucus was a baby, dancing and crying. The sound penetrated the liquid and reached the ears of the two people.

The water flow was very slow, and just in time, the man took off his shirt, jumped into the dirty water, and picked up the red mucus ball that smelled of blood.

"Isn't the child supposed to be in the mother's womb, Dad?"

"Maybe this child doesn't have a mother."

The man looked carefully and saw that it was not a baby anymore, but about one or two years old. It was no different from when Henan was a child. The man used his hands hard, inserted into the mucus mass that seemed to have a film on the outside, and pulled out this magical child.

The mucus mass, which had lost its membrane and internal contents, collapsed to the ground in an instant, turning into a pool of colorless pus.

"Uh hahaha...hahaha"

The father raised the child high. The child stopped crying and laughed. The corners of the father's mouth finally turned up.

"I have to give you a name, a name..."

"A place of prayer, what do you think of Paraland? After all, the child you got when your father wished for a new prayer room."

"Okay! From now on, your name is Paraland, Paraland-Brock!"

"Whether he can be a Bullock or not, let's talk about it later, dad."

2

"Paran!"

At sunset, 12-year-old Hernan Bullock, holding a cloth bag, rushed into the alley of the slums. Following his signal, another child who had been ambushing here in advance hit him with a stick wrapped in leather.

The pursuing worker's knee was hit by a stick on the back of his head after he fell to the ground.

A little shorter, but it can be clearly seen that the kid who is stronger than Hernan is Hernan Bullock's good brother. Although he is small, he is really powerful [compared to Hernan], and he has blue and purple spots on his body.

hurt

"Well done, Paran!"

"Um……"

Palande said nothing and handed the six small money bags behind his waist to Henan.

"Why so many?!"

Even myself, I found three thieves today. One of them failed to steal, which made me hide for a long time.

"I just keep an eye on the kids from other gangs, and after they get it, I'll take their gains."

Hernan probably knew why Paraland was injured. He was not suitable to be a thief from the beginning. He was more suitable to be a robber and a predator.

"Go back, Paran"

After accepting five of the six bags, Henan felt quite uncomfortable and walked back to the sewer with Palande.

3.

"Paraland, why you!"

Without dodging or doing anything, Palande let Hernan grit his teeth and punch himself in the face with his fist.

Hernan Bullock is 15 years old this year, and has been friends with him for 10 years.

Oilsteal is already a quite large group. It is regular and organized, with all the connections up and down. It has also started working for nobles and various people. This gangster group can be said to be a huge asset.

But the leader known as the oilhead is a bit old, and the effects of aging on him came too early.

Everyone in the sewers knows that he has two children, one civil and one military, one will be respected and the other will be a helper.

Today, one child was selected and sent to a school in an aristocratic city to receive higher treatment... The one who stayed would naturally...

"You fucking talk to me, Paraland"

Anger and his knees hit Palande's belly together. At this time, the boy finally couldn't help it and knelt down. Behind him was the water in the sewer channel.

"Say something, you should at least have some fucking reaction."

Henan turned around, turned his back to Palande, rubbed his temples and said

"…………………………"

"You are always like this... to some people... you don't say anything, and you don't comfort others..."

"Father... is worried about your safety, and..."

"You're not his child at all!!" he finally yelled.

"………I know"

"You know shit, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Like a crazy wild dog, Henan pounced on Palande, who did not dodge. The final result was that the two of them fell into the water together.

"Hmm, cough, cough... huh"

"Are you feeling better, Henan?"

"Hmph, you bastard"

For these two brothers, most of the final results of the quarrels end in reconciliation, but

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!"

"Hernan!!!"

The water flow suddenly became turbulent, and it was time to drain the water. The two boys were washed together by the dirty and chaotic sewage, but the hands they held prevented them from being washed away.

"Yeah!"

Compared to Henan's surprise, Palande reacted quickly. He swam and tried to hold onto the shore with his other hand.

No, the water is too fast and the river wall is too slippery

"Paraland!! Hernan!!!!!!"

It's my father, my father and his men. Of course, the sewers are their territory.

"here!!!"

In front, the old oil man and his men stretched out a long iron pile forward. It was probably removed from a pile driver. The surface was rough and badly worn, making it very suitable for climbing.

“Get it!!!”

Seizing the right opportunity, the two of them hugged the long pile together and moved to the shore with strength.
To be continued...