Chapter 239: The Infamous Nobody and the Girl Who Lost Everything Part 1 (1/2)
Rhinefield was meant to be seen as the last city of humanity; after Sunset Peak's fall, there was nothing left in the outside world. At least that's what the vase population accepted; another lie spoon-fed to them by the CEOs. No, beyond the wall's way out past no man's land, there lives a brave group of civilization living their lives in the endless ice age, adapting and surviving. Only the strong survive here. That's a harsh lesson one particular girl had to learn all too quickly…
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The doors to a worn-down pub burst open as the cold air rippled through, blasting everything off the tables that people weren't holding. Two children tried pushing the door closed with all their might, only for a tall bearded man with three coats on to slam it shut instead. The two children bowed to the man scurrying in, looking around for what seemed like someone in particular. At least a dozen sat huddled up around tables with serval coats and gloves on, trying to enjoy the little bit of peace they could have. All apart from one figure sitting alone wearing a single coat with their hood up and a scarf covering their face. The two children scurried to the bar, climbing into the chair as one cleared their throat, speaking up. ”Can my sister have some milk, please?”
The bartender scoffed, pointing to the sign. ”Sorry, kids, we ran out of that stuff weeks ago. All we have left these days for the likes of you is tea.”
”We'll have some tea then, please…” He whispered, pushing some money forward which was just enough for one cup of tea. Sipping the tea once, he gave the rest to his sister as he spoke up, shivering. ”Where can we find someone to help us?”
”You mean bounty hunters? The board is by the restrooms. Good help you kid if you need something like that.”
While his sister was drinking, the small boy plopped down from the chair, wondering over to the board. Two men talked to each other, beer in hand, as they glanced down at the kid. ”What's wrong little man? Looking to become a bounty hunter?”
Both laughed at this, egging him on. ”You might be a bit small!”
The boy held out a small lump of coins, mumbling, stuttering over his words. ”Please, free my village!”
”What's this now?”
The little girl kept sipping her tea, watching her brother with great concern. The lone figure noticed this, walking over to the bar placing a small set of coins down. ”I'll have another soda.”
”You know this stuff is in short supply.”
Throwing more money onto the counter, they spoke in a disappointed tone. ”Is that enough?”
”Plenty, miss.”
Gripping the soda can tightly, the figure cracked it open, putting it in front of the girl. ”I don't know anyone who likes tea.”
The girl, slightly shocked, looks at the can before taking a sip of that, instantly gulping the whole drink down in shock of the taste. Before she could even put forward her thanks, the figure was already looking to leave, buttoning up their coat. Passing the large group, they stopped just shy of the door hearing the boy's desperate cries. ”Please, I beg of you! She has my mother and the whole village!”
”Beat it, kid, we don't look for jobs from riffraff like you. Besides, that's nowhere near enough!”
The boy kept persisting, getting on the two bounty hunters' nerves. ”I'll do anything! Once you save the village, we'll pay you whatever you need! Please, my sister and I need your help!”
”You know what? I'm feeling rather generous today, kid. If you hand over your money, I'll forget I ever saw your face.”
”No, I need that money.”
The sister ran over, trying to protect her brother shaking uncontrollably from fear. ”Hey! That's called stealing; you're meant to be helping people, not stealing. You're no different to the people you hunt down!”
Drawing a knife from his pocket, he pointed it to the girl making her jump back in fear. ”You better watch your mouth, little lady; you don't want to mess with us.”
The boy held his sister terrified, whispering. ”Please, mister, we're sorry. We need this money to save our village. Don't take it…”
”I don't care about your money; it's hardly anything no real bounty hunter would take it. I want your money because you have the nerve of pissing off the Delton brothers, the most prestigious bounty hunter family in all of Tenyua.”
Before either one of them could bully the two children further, the figure turned around, speaking up. ”How much have they got?”