17 Chapter 6: Financial Woes (2/2)

”Who are these fucking assholes we are even at war with.” Magnus bellowed out loud, trying to find an outlet to unleash his anger upon.

”It is another world,” the Matron responded like that was a normal everyday occurrence.

Magnus looked at the Matron like she just lost her mind, the helpless resentment that was on his face was gone and a bewildered, worried one took its place.

The Matron noticed the look on Magnus's face and asked him, ”What is it, boy?”

”Are you okay, Matron?” Magnus asked in a very concerned tone. ”Did the stress of running this place get to you? You know you could always share the burden with us, right? The Mothers, me, and all the kids are here for you.”

Recognition immediately blossomed on the Matron's face and a seething look took over, ”You think I am stark raving mad, huh, boy? You little ingrate…”

So much profanity, not at all for children's ear, came out of the Matron's mouth. Magnus tried to soothe and calm her down by saying all manner of things like; he was in the wrong, she was correct, and he is an ingrate bastard.

Man, old people can be such a hassle sometimes.

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”Alright I am heading out, and once again I am sorry. It was just shocking what you told me and hard to take in, you know?!” Magnus blabbered on, there was no way in hell that he believed in this other world nonsense.

It just wasn't possible, though Magnus did have to admit he did sound contradictory since he was from another world. It just isn't possible, how on earth would these dark age folk; who throw their shit out the window be able to travel to other worlds?

Anyways he took a hit to his mental psyche already and Magnus isn't up for another one, maybe when he see proof, he will be able to entertain that idea.

Nevertheless, this mess was his fault, he shouldn't have gotten the Matron off her rocker. You should never question an elderly person's sanity, that is a big no, no.

At the door Magnus paused, he suddenly recalled the other reason why he came here today.

”Ahh, Mathron, I wanted to say sorry.” Magnus said as he awkwardly scratched his neck.

”You now for the, ahh, stuff that happened on the day that I, ahh, ran off.” Magnus couldn't really remember what started the argument between them that day. Was it because he did not like being babied or something else? Oh, yes, it was about his last name!

Last names are only for the guild members, but Magnus stuck with his last name, Clade. His name was the only thing he had left and there was no way was going to let go of it.

From there their argument sprung up, deep down Magnus knew he acted on shock, fear, and arrogance! Now he thought about it maybe he has been sort of prick about that whole mess back on earth, too. He should have talked to his loved ones instead of acting angry and moody all the time.

”I was stupid and prideful, you know the too worst mash-up of characteristics. So I wanted to ask for your forgiveness.”

The Matron looked at Magnus for a long time, too long for Magnus's comfort, but finally, she spoke up. ”You know, you are a good kid, Magnus. Do not take to heart what I have said to. I am a bitter old woman with many unresolved issues.”

That was a surprising turn of events for ”the young mech builder, he could see that the old lady had a complicated past.

Still, it felt too uncomfortable for Magnus to see this force of nature down in the dumps, so he tried lighting her up. ”That is not true, Matron, although you could be harsh at times, you too are a good person.”

The old lady sadly shook her head and said to Magnus, ”Ahh, my boy, if only you had an idea.”

Before Magnus could say anything more, the Matron basically kicked him out with a show of goodbye. ”Well enough of that, be on your way now.”

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The very next day, the young mech builder sat on a roof overlooking the mugging that the kids were accomplishing. Magnus know that at one point he has to let go and give the kids a chance to work things out by themselves, even if it pained his heart.

Still though that didn't mean that he couldn't watch over them like a mother hawk.

However Magnus mind kept drifting over to the conversation he had with the Matron, crazy thing aside, there was still that looming threat of shut down.

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This season if they work tirelessly, they will be able to scrounge up enough money to only cover the operating cost of the orphanage but they will not be able to afford anything else. Magnus's dream just went down the pipe!

Now the bigger question that is on Magnus's mind; what about the upcoming seasons? When will the Guild make another cut that will inevitably shut down this place?

The worst thing about all of this is that Magnus can not do anything about it, all he could do is watch helplessly.

Right now Magnus and his crew of thieves were stretched thin, their reign of robbing was getting tenuous at best. The guards were coming down harder upon them, their targets were more weary, and their tactics were not as effective as they used to be when they were new. All of that amounts to less cash, more danger, and the rise in the chance of getting caught.

Magnus didn't dare venture into richer purses, he had a rule that they only stole from the average commoner. Iron shims were the currency of the dirt poor, and these folk made horrible targets. A, they are poor just like them and B, they know all the tricks of stealing so there is no way that anybody could get an up on them.

Copper thumbs are the currency of the average commoner, these are the people Magnus likes to steal from. They are doing okay for themselves so they would not miss their purses that badly and their purses are going to a great cause, helping poor orphans.

Then there are silver bolts, these are the currency of those who dangle off the Guilds if their purses are stolen then there would be trouble. The guards would crack down with brute force, it would make the effort that they are making right now look like a blind man fumbling in the dark.

Finally, there are gold lions; these are the currency of those who make up the guilds, and to steal from them would the height of idiocy. Everybody knows that you do not fuck with the Guilds.

As Magnus was moping around he heard shouting came down from the street, Magnus thought it was the kids who had another success and a victim who was screaming pointlessly. Still Magnus got up from his back and looked down at what was going on.

Immediately he jumped off the building, it wasn't dangerous or anything since the place he was on was only 1 story tall. Magnus rolled when he landed, not stopping for a single second, he ran headlong towards the kids

When he got to the scene one of the kids from the orphanage was being held by an older man, it was clear to Magnus that the kid was caught. A crowd gathered around as the kid fought to get free but the man's grip must have been ironclad since they kid was held steadfast.

The other kids gathered around, milling about the crowd unsure of what to do. Magnus knew he had to act fast because he could have sworn he saw guards far into the distance heading here.

Signaling with his hands to the kids inside the crowd, Magnus stepped forward and started shouting, ”Rapist, Rapist, let go of my little brother.”

”What a rapist?” one of the kids said inside the crowd.

”No way, out here in broad daylight?” another kid voiced.

”Let go of the kid, you pig!” this time it was not the kids who spoke but a man.

Following in the man's example another person spoke up, ”yeah release the kid, you foul beast!” This person went beyond and above as he stepped up to free the orphan.

After that is was mayhem, people started to curse the man, some even attacked him, and others just wanted to help the poor kid. Once the kid was free, all the orphans scattered and not a single person noticed their absence nor did they know it was they who were in the wrong.