The aroma of meat constantly exuding from the thick soup in the wooden bowl was constantly arousing the appetite in his heart.
He turned his head and looked at the expectant friends behind him, and then looked at the broth in his hand.
Marco seemed a little hesitant in his heart.
But it only took a few seconds for him to make an important decision.
"Karma, Karma!"
As Marco shouted, the children standing behind him exploded and started talking.
Because there was no one named Kalma among them, and no one knew the person named Kalma in Marco's mouth.
"Who is Karma?"
"I do not know!"
"It seems there is no one named Karma among us!"
"You, who are you? I don't think I've seen you before?"
A boy of about six or seven years old discovered a face he had never seen before.
She was wearing an adult's linen dress and looked quite funny.
Because the clothes were too big, they not only covered her entire body, but also grew a small part of them and dragged them on the ground.
Although Mai looks a little gray, the overall appearance is still intact, with no patches or holes.
Her short chestnut hair seemed to have not been washed for a while.
The clusters stick together under the action of grease.
The little face seemed to be covered with plant ash on purpose.
Just from the delicate and white color revealed between the gaps, it can be seen that she was not born like this.
Following the little boy's exclamation, everyone turned their attention to him, including Zoro.
Feeling everyone's eyes focused on him, Karma whispered timidly:
"Brother Marco!"
"Karma, come on, I'll give you this bowl of soup!"
Marco ignored everyone's dissatisfaction and walked up to Kalma.
Although he also had a lot of reluctance in his heart,
But Marco still chose to give Karma the steaming broth in his hand.
But my heart was so painful that I was bleeding: "This is a whole bowl of broth with minced meat! Marco, what on earth are you doing?"
Even if he can eat meat only a handful of times in a year.
But since he had already given it away, Marco was not shameless enough to regret taking it back.
Of course Marco did not make this decision lightly.
Because he knew that Karma was actually an orphan and needed this bowl of broth more than he did.
Marco and Kalma met a few days ago by the river in the south of the territory.
At that time, Karma was still the same as he is today.
That day Kalma squatted alone by the river.
While looking at the fish swimming in the river, she muttered something, and then stuffed the weeds in her hands into her mouth.
This made Marco feel a little curious.
But just when he was about to step forward to make contact, Karma, who heard the noise, ran away like a frightened rabbit without leaving a trace.
In the next few days, Marco would see Kalma alone by the river every day.
At the same time, after several days of experimental observation, Marco also guessed that she might be an orphan who wandered into the territory.
As for why an orphan could run here through the dangerous wilderness, he didn't think deeply about it.
It just so happened that today the small landowner Sauron was going to hold a bonfire party in the village.
So the bold Marco decided to invite her to the village to participate.
And Kalma, who seemed to understand that Marco was not a bad guy, did not run away this time, but only hesitated before agreeing to Marco's invitation.
As for the specific origin of Kalma, Marco, who was very ambitious, did not ask at all.
"Is it really okay? Brother Marco!"
Surrounded by the gazes of strangers, Kalma instinctively relied on Marco, whom she had only known for a few days.
If Marco hadn't left black bread for her every day at the river these past few days and gained a lot of favorability, she would not have entered this village.
Although the black bread was hard and unpalatable to me, it tasted much better than the weeds.
And Karma still deeply remembers what her mother said to her: "There are many bad guys out there!"
She just looked at the broth in the wooden bowl in her hand and kept swallowing her saliva.
Because the fragrance... is so tempting.
I can't remember how long it has been since I didn't eat meat, whether it was ten days or twenty days.
"Marco, who is she? Why is she here?"
"That's right, none of us seem to know her. Who is she? Did you secretly bring someone from outside the territory into the village?"
Just when Marco was about to agree, the other children in the territory refused.
They all asked Marco who was Kalma.
Sauron, on the other hand, looked at these little brats with great interest. He stretched out his hand to stop the little maid Thor beside him who was about to have an attack.
Zoro was also a little interested in what was happening among the little brats in front of him.
He wanted to see how the boy named Marco would deal with the situation in front of him.