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Stepping around the row of brass coat racks, Bu touched his nose, a hint of embarrassment on his face. After seeming to make a decision, he reached out and gently took down a set of clothes hanging on the rack. He held them in front of him for a moment before putting them on without hesitation.
Once dressed, Bu noticed that the outfit was slightly oversized for his frame. He moved closer to an ornate full-length mirror in the room and examined himself closely.
The top was a velvet robe, while the pants were fashionable riding trousers popular among nobles.
The riding trousers were a bright red color, looking quite appealing when worn, while the velvet robe resembled a long coat in Bu's impression, fitting him reasonably well.
As for Bu's Serpent Scale Armor, it clung tightly to his body but didn't interfere with his wearing it underneath.
Nodding in satisfaction, Bu Qing smiled and said, "This outfit truly has the style of a vampire noble."
He shamelessly ignored the fact that this outfit was stolen from someone else, reasoning that the middle-aged man it belonged to looked grim and unpleasant anyway.
Thinking this way without shame allowed Bu to feel at ease about his actions as a noble who had taken what wasn't his.
Turning back to the coat rack, Bu casually picked up the ornate Silver Sheathed Longsword, and a stream of information appeared in his mind.
"Curtis An Holy Sword Replica
Category: Weapon — Decorative Noble Longsword
Material: Excellent
Weight: 11 kilograms
Description: A replica of the national sword of the Crook Duchy’s first generation sword saint, Curtisian Master. Its decorative quality surpasses its practicality."
Looking at the beautifully crafted yet entirely non-enhanced Silver Sheathed Longsword in his hand, Bu couldn't help but smirk; it was indeed just for show.
He drew the sword to take a look, then gracefully twirled it with his wrist before sheathing it again at his waist.
Bu removed the exquisitely crafted pouch from his waist and poured out some jingling coins. He selected a silver coin from his palm and glanced at it.
"Silver Kall
Category: Currency
Description: A medium of exchange used for trade on the Fran Continent; 1 Silver Kall = 100 Silver Kall; 1 Silver Kall = 100 Copper Kall."
Gently tossing the shiny Silver Kall, he unceremoniously tucked it into his pocket. After selecting a few more Silver Kalls, he put them away and repacked all the remaining coins into his pouch, giving a slight smile to the middle-aged man who was still lying on the bed, oblivious.
"Thank you for your generous gift."
He elegantly placed his right hand over his chest in a noble gesture and then tossed the bulging pouch onto the bedside.
He had considered this carefully; he did not wish to become too entangled with these ill-gotten gains. Now that he had worn this man's clothes and selected a few Silver Kalls as travel money, that would be enough.
If he were to be greedier, it wouldn't be much of an issue for him, but this middle-aged man could afford such a large residence in Wattsy Town, which likely meant he had considerable backing.
He could easily leave without a trace, but the poor people of Wattsy Town could not escape. It was hard to guarantee that this Fellow wouldn’t take out his anger on those impoverished citizens.
As he opened the large door to the room, daylight flooded in. He could clearly see a group of guards in the front yard beginning their routine patrols, slowly making their way toward him.
Not wanting to cause any trouble, he nimbly avoided them, his body twisting and turning gracefully like a flying black swallow as he glided through the corridors of the courtyard.
Approaching the courtyard wall, he stepped on it lightly and floated upward. With one hand resting gently on the ceramic tiles of the wall, he appeared in the alleyway adjacent to Wattsy Town.
Clapping his hands lightly, he contentedly placed them behind his back. Just as he turned to leave, a slender and delicate figure suddenly appeared before him, causing him to pause in surprise.
Bella was the daughter of Jor, the grocer in Wattsy Town. She had two older brothers before her.
Second Brother Jem was only a few years older than Bella and was quite a crybaby; her eldest brother Billy was already a young man helping out at their family grocery store.
Bella loved to play near Fountain Square on Azure Stone Avenue in Wattsy Town. She enjoyed watching the Saint Statue in Fountain Square and held onto a beautiful dream.
She deeply yearned to be as beautiful and captivating as the Saint Statue in Fountain Square when she grew up.
The girl had woken up early at dawn, and after being urged by her family to eat breakfast, she rushed joyfully to Fountain Square, clutching her beloved stuffed doll.
This alley was the route Bella discovered that led to Fountain Square the fastest, and she continued to pass through it today.
Wait, what did she see?
Only six years old, Bella was stunned by the unfamiliar uncle in front of her.
Just moments ago, she seemed to have seen this strange uncle fly out from the only noble's mansion in town—yes, he actually flew out.
This left her a bit bewildered, and she couldn't help but stare at this unfamiliar uncle with her big watery eyes.
He rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache coming on.
The girl before him looked like a frightened rabbit, gazing timidly at him, as if she would burst into tears if he got any closer.
If a young man or even a woman had appeared before him instead, he would have knocked them out without hesitation and walked away leisurely.
But he couldn't help but glance back at the girl, who still looked frightened.
"Um, well, this is... Fellow, you..."
He smiled kindly, trying to make her feel that he was a good person. However, his hesitant words were interrupted before he could finish.
"Ah~!"
A scream even louder than the fearsome howl of the Lich rang out as the cute girl suddenly crouched down, hugging the stuffed doll she had clutched tightly, and began to shout.
A flock of crows flew by, cawing loudly...
At that moment, Bu felt like he was the big bad wolf luring Little Red Riding Hood.
Faced with this tricky scene, he found himself at a loss.
So he shrugged his shoulders and stood there helplessly, still wearing a friendly smile on his face.
It seemed that the duration of her scream was getting a bit long, without even a moment to catch her breath. Eventually, the girl stopped her somewhat amusing antics.
The prolonged silence began to dissipate the hint of fear in her heart.
She quietly lifted her head, her big eyes secretly observing the unfamiliar uncle in front of her who had a pleasant and friendly smile. Noticing he hadn’t moved closer, she cast aside the last remnants of her resistance towards strangers.
Bu couldn’t help but feel fond of the girl’s adorable behavior.
He used to be a complete homebody, and seeing such a kawaii girl made him feel a sense of warmth in his heart.
Perhaps feeling a bit shy under Bu Wei's constant gaze, the girl's cheeks flushed pink.
"Uncle, are you a thief with three hands?"
Bella looked at Bu with genuine curiosity, but soon felt a bit uneasy about the question she had asked. Instinctively, she stood up and took two steps back.
"Um...?"
Hearing the girl's slightly curious inquiry, Bu felt his facial muscles twitch from maintaining a smile for too long.
He wondered how a child's eyes could be so bright, but when it came to answering this question, he decided to shamelessly continue.
"Oh no, how could that be? True God above, I am the most devout follower of True God. Under the Glory of True God, I have always aspired to walk the path towards the light."
In order to maintain his image as a good uncle, Bu even pretended to be a follower of True God, desecrating the glory of True God.
It was hard to imagine that just to deceive a girl, he truly put on a look of pious fervor.
Wait, why does this Fellow's face look a bit red? Is he a chameleon?
At this moment, Bella looked at Bu with complete agreement and trust.
"So Uncle is also a devout follower of True God. Bella is also a follower of True God. Mom, True God provides us with food, gives us sunlight, grants us everything. We are all devout followers of True God."
With this heartfelt statement, Bella no longer had any doubts. There was even a hint of closeness in her eyes. How could a devout follower of True God be one of those three hands lurking in the shadows all day, those lowly thieves?
Bu felt a bit embarrassed by her sincerity and was somewhat surprised inside.
It should be noted that the so-called True God was just something he had casually said to appease the child. Who would have thought that this girl would actually take it quite seriously?
"Is there really such a thing as a True God in this world?" This doubt flashed through Bu Xin's mind and was quickly dismissed with a smile. Whatever this True God or false god was, it had nothing to do with him.
Bu rubbed his hands together and said with a smile, "Oh! So your name is Bella. What a lovely name! Only the most devout followers of the True God could have such a beautiful and adorable name. I believe you must be a kind girl."
"Ah, really?"
Poor Bella was clearly deceived by Bu's cunning words, her face lighting up with excitement. Her big eyes couldn't hide her joy as she seemed to ask again, "Really? Really?" She even appeared ready to sell herself off.
"Oh! Praise the True God, the followers of the True God never deceive the world."
This damned Fellow Bu had become shamelessly addicted to his act, putting on a serious expression as if he wouldn't stop until he had completely bewildered this poor girl.
"Well, dear," Bu said, "Oh, Bella, I just remembered that I have some matters to attend to. I must leave now."
Bu feigned regret, having played enough. He didn't want to wait for the middle-aged man in the mansion to wake up and come looking for him, so he quickly interrupted Bella, who was eagerly trying to continue asking questions.
Bella's face clearly showed some disappointment, but the understanding girl nodded obediently, giving Bu an innocent smile and saying, "Goodbye, uncle." She then turned and happily headed towards Fountain Square.
Watching the cheerful figure of the Girl, Bu felt his mood lift as if he were infected by her joy. He smiled, shook his head, turned around, and walked away slowly.
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