On the street there was a bunch of people were surrounding someone. They seemed to scolding and cursing this person even someone kicked this person body occasionally between his nag.

Senja couldn't see who the pity person. Based on a couple nagged that she heard, it seemed like he or she was stealing something.

However after that, she saw it.

It was a slump child from a piece of image that she saw last time when she touched the red stone. It was absolutely this scene that she saw.

A slump child getting beaten up by adults, before her mind could process the information her body already reacted to it.

She went outside the boutique, ran downstairs and squeezed herself in the commotion.

When she already in front of a crowd, she looked down to the body laid on the ground. It was a 9 years old slump kid. He curled up his body with his small head between his hands, covered his face.

The wave of various emotions invaded her feeling. Despite felt stuffed and uncomfortable it didn't give her effect as much as the escaping night before. She could tolerate it.

She wasn't sure what she has to do with this situation. Should I save this kid? Or there was a clue behind it?

Senja looked surround her to find another clue but it was useless, everything was normal nothing was out of order and a white robe man still cursing to the kid.

She was totally pissed off. Grandma, if you wanted to give a clue, can you be more specific?

Despite she confused what she should do or looking for, she has an urge to help this little fellow.

The dirty robe that he wore was tore apart and it showed his bruised.

Senja wanted to crouch down when in the corner of her eyes she caught a glimpse of man with brown robe beside her will give another kick to the young boy.

Out of reflects, she kicked his hips that cause him to stumble and fell down. That person glared at her.

"Are you this slump friend?!" He was shouting as he stood up patting dust on his brown robe.

Senja smiled faintly. "Sir, can't you take a pity on him? He just a kids, you don't need to physically hurt him, right?"

Because the boy hearing someone was defending him, he crawled to Senja leg and hugged it tightly.

"Help me… help me…" He choked between his tears with his childish voice.

Because she was being hugged, the sadness that he felt was overflowing Senja feeling, caught her out of guard. She stumbled backward.

It made her mind clouded with misery.

Ugh! This feeling! It is not mine!

"He stole my medicine!" He shouted at her.

"Miss, my mother is sick… she need a medicine. Please take a pity on me" He was sobbing hard, afraid that Senja would forsake him.

Senja scratch her forehead. She never imagined that she actually would experience such a scene. In this kind of situation, usually the heroine would pull out a bunch of money and paid for the stolen medicine, right? However, Senja didn't have a penny.

Suddenly a clear voice rang from behind Senja.

"How much the medicine?"

Lin walked through the commotion. Her yellow robe flutter with the wind and her face was stern when she asked.

But before he answered, Lin already pulled out some golden coins from her pocket and stuffed it to the white robe man hand.

His expression change abruptly. A wide smile appeared on his ugly face and his mustache twitched with happiness.

From the look of it seemed like Lin gave him much more than he deserved.

Senja frowned when the man turned on his heeled intended to go.