《Judah Judas Adventures》The fate
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After almost fifteen minutes of walking, I arrived at the Royal Palace. When I reach those gates that are guarded by guards, I notice an old man coming out of the kingdom very depressed. He kept asking someone to help him, but no one around him wanted because some people thought he was crazy or something, mostly because he looked like a man who left the prison or never has done a bath in his entire life.
That old man came to me asked:
"H-Hey! I need some help. Can you help me with something? Please!"
"W-What?" I say to the old man who looked at me with a hopeless face.
"Some thief stole my money. Please help me, young boy! Please!" said that old man to me and starting to cry.
"W-Why the guard can help you?" I asked the old man.
"They are not here, boy! They are gone on the war! If you help me, I'll give you money. Please! Help me!"
"Okay. Okay. I will try to help you."
"Really ?! Thank you!" said the old man while he hugs me. I swear this smell it smelled worse than boiled eggs with crap on a summer day.
The old man told me some information about that thief.
"The mean man is tall, has white hair and he is mean."
"Okay~," I said to the old man, while I start searching for that thief.
Trying to find a man who has white hair it is not as easy as fishing. While I was walking I saw a bunch of people who have white hair and tall. Sometimes, I wish I could've had a book about magic, that could help me a lot in this case, but now I have to rely on my instincts.
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About three or four hours have passed since I searched, I passed by the Square, in the area where I stayed at that hotel and even at some areas where I was, but in vain, I did not find that thief. I go back to the Royal Palace empty-handed and feeling sad because I couldn't help that poor old man.
After I arrived back at the palace, I didn't saw the old man, just the guardians who are protecting the gates.
"Excuse me." I address to one guardian. "There was an old man here a few hours ago. Have you seen him ?"
"Old man?" ask a guardian. "An old man who always ask people to find a guy with white hair who steal his money?"
"Yeah. That one." I respond to the guardian.
"That's just a lunatic, kid." said the other guardian to me. "That man with white hair was killed a few years ago because of a carriage that passed over him on a rainy night while he was running from some guardians with a book."
"A book ?" I ask a guardian. "He died because of a book?"
"That book is not a normal one. Apparent that book is one who could be controlled by mages, and the man with white hair wasn't even a mage when he died. Anyway, that's an old story, kid. You shouldn't bother with this."
"I see. Okay, could I come to the Palace? I have to check if they put my job announcement."
"Of course." says the guardians letting me enter the palace.
I walk straight ahead, I opened the gates, and walk into the Palace entrance. When I entered the palace I saw a bunch of knights, civilians and merchants walking around the palace and enter different rooms. I looked around to see if there is something that could show me my job announcement. I started to walk around the palace for a few hours and then I found it after two minutes of searching, a wall covered with parchments with employment announcements, with wanted persons who committed a crime or two, and sale announcements. I go to that wall to see the search for my job announcement.
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After another two minutes of searching, I found it. I started reading it on my mind for a few minutes: "I'm looking for a job as a squire. I don't have a house, which means I'm a squire asking for shelter. I don't have a weapon, but I can control certain spells. I ask for a hundred coins as salary once every three weeks. ". It's not perfect or worse, but it's good enough to help me find a job. I stayed a few more minutes looking at that wall full of parchments then I headed to the exit of this palace.
After I left the palace, I decided to go to that place which is indicated on that address in the piece of wood I have got it from the bartender. The worst part about the address is in an area that I have not yet discovered. I don't even know how should I arrived there, so I decided to look around for a bit of advice.
While I was walking, I saw the carriage who suddenly started to stop. A woman left the carriage screaming for help, and one guy left the carriage with a knife in his hands running to the woman. I was about to intervene, but someone stopped me by taking my left hand. I turn and noticed who stopped me in rescuing that lady from a tyrant, a blonde and teenage woman.
"Leave her." says the blonde lady. "That woman deserves the punishment she deserves."
"The punishment ?" I asked the young lady. "W-What do you me-"
When I was about to say the rest of that question, I heard that woman scream in pain and agony. I turn to that lady and notice her being judged by that individual who should not be called a man. That mad man he began stabbing the poor woman at least fifteen times with a knife. I looked sadly at that woman who is being stabbed by that beast. What made me feel even sadder was the fact that there were people around me who were also looking helplessly at that woman. When a crazy man has stopped, it immediately runs away throwing the knife somewhere who won't be found.
The young blonde girl took her hand after me and left just before I asked her what really happened. What was all this violence? Who was that madman? Who was that poor woman? Who was that young woman who stopped me?
I started to get out of that scene and follow the blonde girl. After I leave the place where the crime has happened, I didn't saw the young blonde girl who stopped me. I looked everywhere for almost thirty minutes and everything was in vain, I couldn't find that girl. Who was that girl? And why did she stopped me to help that lady?
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