klisemfg Chapter 322 Extra if Line 1
Chapter 322 Extra if Line 1
Chapter 322 Extra if Line 1
Today is Mass day.
A grand procession is being held on the streets, with citizens holding candles and slowly moving forward following the holy images and crosses.
The streets in the center of Madrid are narrow and winding, with cobblestone roads winding through densely packed houses.
The church bells ring regularly, spreading throughout the city, calling believers to come and pray.
The annual St. Martin's Day is approaching, and farmers living in the suburbs begin to slaughter pigs and sheep. Some are kept at home for the winter, and some are taken to the square in the city center to sell for money.
Residents living in the city center also get up early on this day and rush to the square to buy food and clothing for the winter.
The Plaza Mayor is packed with vendors, pedestrians, and horse-drawn carriages carrying fresh vegetables, fruit, and cheese, and the air is filled with the smell of baking bread, spices, and leather.
Craftsmen set up workshops in the streets and alleys. The sound of clanging iron could be heard from the blacksmith's shop. Leather workers were busy making saddles and boots, and tailors were sewing exquisite clothes for nobles and wealthy businessmen in their shops.
On the streets, children were chasing and playing, occasionally interrupted by passing horse-drawn carriages or donkeys carrying goods.
At this moment, a rough and low male voice interrupted this mundane scene.
"Go, go, go! Go and call your parents!"
Everyone looked at it.
It turned out that the owner of the snack stall was chasing a child away.
The stall owner was a big and strong man, pushing a child in sackcloth onto the cobblestone road.
"You took my money! But you didn't give me the rest!" The child, wearing a hood, argued.
The pork vendor nearby sneered, "Dukete, you're such a loser! You actually bully a kid!"
"That's right! I saw you accept someone's pearl. A pearl of that quality must be worth several gold coins at least."
"How shameless! You bully a child!"
The snack vendor had a fierce look on his face, but he was actually weak and said, "Humph! He might have stolen this pearl! How could a beggar possibly take out a pearl?"
"That's mine!" The child showed her face, with a fair complexion and green eyes. Even though she looked a little dusty, it was not difficult to see that she had plump cheeks. She didn't look like a skinny beggar at all.
The stall owner wanted to keep the pearl for himself, so he said, "Then call your parents out and tell me."
"They're not here, so they asked me to come over and buy something."
The stall owner snorted coldly: "I think you are just a little beggar! You stole other people's pearls to fill your stomach."
Every pig will eventually have his own St. Martin.
Since this kid stole someone else's pearls, don't blame me for keeping them for myself!
The stall owner threw a paper bag of cakes in front of the child and smiled contemptuously: "Okay, take your things and get out of here. This is not a place for beggars."
When the child saw the pastry thrown in front of him, murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He picked it up and threw it in the stall owner's face.
The kid looked small, but he was very strong and hit his face so hard that it hurt.
"Ah! Damn it—"
"Damn it! You damn flea!"
The stall owner didn't expect that this damn kid would actually dare to throw him! He took a step forward angrily and grabbed the kid's collar.
The child was not to be outdone and bit the stall owner's arm.
"Ahhhh-"
"Let me go!!"
...
A luxurious carriage drove from the palace into the upper city, crossed the square and prepared to leave the city gate.
When they reached the square, the slowly moving carriage suddenly stopped.
"Your Highness, there seems to be a conflict between citizens ahead. Do we need to change routes?"
Inside the carriage, the man in the tiger-skin cloak lazily said, "It doesn't matter which route we take for mass today."
The captain of the guards turned around and looked at the bustling street. It would be difficult to turn around at this time.
People coming and going on the road all avoided the gorgeous carriage and quickly made way for it.
The coachman drove the carriage forward.
"Go away! Stinky beggar!"
Suddenly a child was pushed onto the road. The groom's eyes widened when he saw this, and he quickly tightened the reins of both horses and braked slammed on the brakes.
The stall owner used a lot of force to push the child, and the hood on the child's head fell off, revealing his golden hair.
Blondes and blue-eyed people are not uncommon in Madrid, but no one has ever seen long golden hair that looks like gold.
A pair of clear and bright green eyes stared at the stall owner.
“What are you doing!?”
The appearance of the captain of the guards interrupted the crowd who were watching the fun.
Seeing this, the stall owner hurriedly said, "Sir, this beggar stole things and is still causing trouble."
"You're talking nonsense! The pearls were given to me by my mother!"
The noisy sound made Reg in the car a little dissatisfied.
"Ryan! Hand them over to the market judge."
"It's an adult."
The captain of the guards drove the child to the side of the road and the coachman drove away slowly.
As they passed by, Reg saw a long-lost touch of gold through the glass.
"parking!"
The groom quickly controlled the horse to stop.
Reg pushed open the door and got out of the iron carved carriage with a cane.
The captain of the guards was about to hand the stall owner and the child over to the patrol.
The child was grabbed by the collar and kept twisting. After breaking free, he quickly turned around and ran, bumping into Reg's legs.
The two pairs of identical green eyes looked at each other, both stunned.
Her beautiful blonde hair was messy, and although her face was covered in dirty dirt and dust, it was not difficult to see that her original skin color was cool, white and translucent.
Reg's expression remained unchanged. He looked at the child, and the child looked at him.
Brown hair, green eyes, handsome and tall.
"Father!"
The child's eyes lit up, and joy was immediately revealed on his face. He hugged Reg's thighs, and the words he shouted really surprised the people around him.
The chief guard was almost scared to death.
"Oh my God! Shut up, you bastard!"
The originally bustling market became quiet.
Residents living nearby recognized him as the notorious Prince Reg.
Five years ago, he returned from a trip to the sea with a limp in one leg. Although it was not noticeable, he walked with a limp, and since then he has been using a well-made crutch.
This also directly led to his character becoming even worse, and anyone who provoked him would be killed or maimed.
After his leg accident, he never went out to sea again and became a minister of state for the emperor.
The crowd was silent and silently lit a candle for the child in their hearts.
It is not even as tall as His Royal Highness's cane, and it will become one of the souls who offended him.
Reg looked at the child in front of him and noticed a silver coin pendant on his chest.
After a long while, His Royal Highness asked in a hoarse voice, "What's your name?"
"Nellie! My name is Nellie!" The child was very happy. He hugged Reg's thighs and rolled over, pouring out all the hardships he had experienced along the way.
"Mother said your fiefdom was by the sea, but I've been looking for you for a long time and can't find you! I came all the way here in a caravan carriage!"
Oh my God! Is this really His Royal Highness's child?
His Royal Highness, who has never married, actually has an illegitimate child! And the child lives in such poverty!