At this mont, in the room behind the tavern.
A frail, pale-faced young girl was lying on the ground, breathing weakly.
She was Yas’s sister, Mira.
Rogel and Lina were the first to arrive in the room, followed closely by Yas.
[Mira, are you okay?]
Yas looked anxious, wanting to help Mira up.
However, Rogel grabbed his arm and shook his head at him.
[Leave it to Lina, she’s a doctor.]
Upon hearing this, Yas took a deep breath and looked at Lina.
Lina nodded and stepped forward to check Mira’s condition.
After a brief examination, Lina frowned slightly.
[It’s strange, without any wounds, her body is experiencing a lack of blood supply...]
[Use mine!]
Without hesitation, Yas rolled up his sleeve.
[No, that’s too dangerous.]
Lina shook her head.
Blood transfusion requires considering many factors, and a slight mistake could have serious consequences.
Moreover, Lina currently had no dical tools.
[Give her this, it might help.]
Rogel took out a Crimson Fruit from his item inventory and handed it to Lina.
He had always kept this Blood dicine, reluctant to use it even when injured, preferring to recover by resting.
But now Yas’s sister needed it, and he offered it without hesitation.
All because Yas had spoken up for him before, he was willing to do this.
[Don’t be ridiculous!]
But Yas, unaware of the situation, got angry and grabbed Rogel by the collar.
At such a critical mont, how could a fruit solve the problem?
Yas was usually calm, but when it involved Mira’s life, he couldn’t suppress his emotions.
In response, Rogel remained calm.
He simply extended his hands and easily removed Yas’s hands.
[I understand your current feelings, but you should be calm right now, Yas.]
[There’s no better solution right now; the situation cannot get worse.]
[Trust .]
Rogel’s voice was steady.
Seeing Rogel easily remove his hands, Yas was sowhat shocked.
But then, he cald down, and a bit of hope arose in his heart.
This man possessed such great strength; if he wanted to harm Mira, there would be no need for such trouble.
Rogel handed the Crimson Fruit to Lina.
Lina took the fruit, helped Mira up, squeezed the juice from the Crimson Fruit, and poured it into Mira’s mouth.
Before long, under the three’s watchful eyes, Mira’s snow-pale face surprisingly gained a hint of color.
Her weak breathing beca much more noticeable.
Clearly, her condition was gradually improving.
Seeing this, the heavy weight on Yas’s heart lifted.
He was just about to step forward when Lina raised her hand to stop him.
[I need to conduct further examinations on her, please wait outside for a mont.]
[But...]
Yas was a bit anxious, wanting to say sothing but hesitated.
Rogel patted him on the shoulder and then walked out first.
Outside the door.
Yas took a deep breath, sighed, and remained silent, his body slowly sliding down against the wall.
This fierce young fighter now seed as powerless as a child, slumping against the wall outside the door.
He could do nothing but wait.
[Just now... I’m very sorry.]
Yas’s expression was exhausted, his voice tinged with guilt.
In response, Rogel just smiled.
[My na is Rogel, an adventurer who just set sail not long ago.]
[Want to talk?]
[I’d be happy to listen.]
Hearing this, Yas sighed again and was silent for a mont.
If it were anyone else, he wouldn’t say a word.
He had long been used to burying everything inside, enduring it alone.
After all, talking wouldn’t help; no one could assist him.
But with Rogel, this newfound stranger, Yas rarely felt a sense of trust.
[...Mira and I were born on a poverty-stricken island. Our father was a useless drunk who died early at sea, and our mother was a prostitute who ran off with a wealthy rchant.]
[The island was so poor that there wasn’t even bark to gnaw on.]
Regarding his background, Yas was unreserved, or rather, he simply didn’t care about these things.
[So, Mira and I snuck onto a rchant ship and ca to Nadewilo.]
[Here, we could survive by stealing so food and relying on the charity of passersby.]
[But you wouldn’t imagine, even living like cockroaches and rats in the shadows, there are those who would bully you.]
[At first, they beat black and blue, every part of my body hurt, and Mira would find so nearly finished healing ointnts to apply on every night.]
[As for the reason...]
[It was to fight over the leftovers discarded by the tavern every day.]
At this, Yas chuckled.
[I originally thought that once I grew up a bit, I could work on the docks, carry goods, earn so money, and take care of Mira.]
[But those people didn’t plan to leave alone.]
[They caught Mira and wanted to sell her to traffickers for money.]
At this, Yas clenched his fists tightly.
[I stole an ax from the blacksmith’s shop and hacked them all to death.]
[Those bastards had such soft bones; I’ll always rember how they begged for rcy when I placed the ax against their necks.]
[...Later, I found Mira and other children in the basent.]
[Since then, Mira contracted this illness.]
[She’s always been so weak, even lacking the strength to eat.]
[Back then, the other children in the basent also got this strange illness, but not long after, they all died, leaving only Mira.]
[She’s really strong...]
Yas wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
Even when beaten bloody in the alley, he never made a sound.
But whenever he thought of Mira’s current suffering, Yas felt remorse and guilt for not taking better care of her.
[I looted all the money from those people and took Mira to see a doctor.]
[But the doctor told he couldn’t do anything.]
[I thought maybe it was because there wasn’t enough money.]
[So I started participating in so street fights, but I could only make a little money.]
[Gradually, I began entering competitions, but they were black matches near the docks, where no one held back.]
[I survived, made so money, and took Mira to the Thousand Island Royal City to find the most renowned doctor.]
[But he too could do nothing.]
At that ti, Yas really hoped that this doctor was just greedy, unable to help because he didn’t have enough money.
At least that way, he would still have a goal.
What happened next is easy to guess.
Having no success with the doctors, Yas returned with Mira to Nadewilo and opened a tavern.
But Mira’s condition continued to worsen day by day.
[So, you don’t love fighting?]
Rogel was a bit surprised.
It seed Yas wasn’t as he had presud, soone who loved fighting but gave it up for Mira.
On the contrary, this man fought with his fists because of his sister!
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