Journey to the Half-Elf Plane

Before the cold female voice could finish, Loki ignored the feeling of suffocation and used his left elbow to spin backwards.

Loki's reflexes are higher than normal.

After feeling the direction of the grabbing arm from behind, make an accurate and quick judgment immediately.

But his idea soon came to nothing. There was no feeling of impact from the elbow that struck back. Before Loki could make the next move, he felt a pain in his buttocks and received a heavy kick on it.

The woman who attacked Loki was obviously much stronger than him. Loki was kicked forward. He wisely did not look back and rolled on the ground. He quickly got up and ran forward.

'The front is in the direction of the entrance to the circus. You might be fine if you run out. 'His brain thought quickly, 'I just observed the surroundings...'

There was obviously no one, why... Before he could think about it, a shadow seemed to cover it. Loki looked up suddenly and immediately felt his neck tighten again.

What appeared in front of Loki's eyes was the female dwarf Olivia who had golden braids and looked like a human girl from the circus performance just now.

A hand was tightly holding his neck, and there was a feeling of suffocation in Loki's throat. He struggled a few times, and the dark green octagonal hat on his head fell off. His dark golden bird's nest-like hair and half-elf pointed ears Features revealed.

"The little bastard who stole from more than one person in my place and then tried to escape was a little half-elf."

A cold female voice slowly sounded in his ears, and Loki reluctantly looked at the dwarf who looked like a little girl in front of him. He was shorter than himself, but he had no power to resist.

"Tell me your name? Little half-elf."

The strength in Olivia's hand decreased slightly, and Loki forced out a voice through his teeth, "Loki"

The feeling of suffocation and lack of oxygen made Loki's thinking slow down. Even though the dwarf was a female and had the appearance of a human girl, he obviously lacked compassion.

However, he could also feel that the other party was just trying to teach him a lesson and did not mean to kill him.

In Loki's drooping arm, he quietly pushed the exposed knife back into his sleeve.At the same time, in his slightly closed mouth, his tongue covered a sharp blade again.Since the female dwarf didn't want to kill him, when her strength was crushed, don't resist and anger her.

"Loki, a little half-elf?"

Olivia's voice was no longer so cold, she just looked at the hidden movements of his hands with a playful and mocking look on her face.

"Get out of here. If I see you stealing something here again, it won't be as simple as kicking your ass."

Olivia finally let him go completely, but Loki received another kick on the butt, which was not as hard as before.

Not daring to say a harsh word, Loki, who remained silent, wisely ran away.He turned his head quickly from time to time, and while his optic nerve was rapidly recording images, he found that Olivia didn't care about his small role at all, walked out of the circus, and quickly disappeared from his sight.

Loki rubbed the red mark on his neck, and the pain gradually subsided. There were too many things that threatened his life in Fogcastle City. In fact, the danger this time was nothing, at least he was not beaten because of his status as a half-elf. Beat him, and even worse, take pleasure in killing children of other races. Anything can happen in the dark slums of the small city.

……

He recovered for a while in a deserted place, and the burning hunger in his stomach came again. The time was getting late, there were not many spectators left in the circus, and Loki also chose to leave.

Loki tightly clasped the dark green octagonal hat on his head.

Outside the circus, people were following the flow of people leaving.

There are some dirty and thin beggars outside, and from time to time they make begging sounds to the crowd, "Okay, madam," "Please, give me a copper," "Have mercy on me, sir."

For this kind of situation, most of the local people or businessmen who come and go will frown and wave away the beggars, or make some moves and hit, scold, tease and insult. There are also a few who will take out the poor children. some food or copper.

A chaotic noise came from a distance, and a faint cry was mixed in. Loki frowned. The sound was very small, but he was familiar with it.

Loki moved quickly among the crowd, approaching the place where the sound came from, and at the same time he used his consciousness to control the system.

"Ultron, I have heard this voice before. Analyze the voice and compare it with previous memories."

"Unable to execute, Master, there is no relevant function program, and the sound waveform cannot be carefully analyzed."

The biocomputer is obviously not omnipotent. When it was implanted in the brain, it was only a clean version of a semi-finished biocomputer that did not have any program functions. The Ultron program that took Loki several years to build was only the most basic one with few functions. The low-level bionic operating system does not yet have the function of analyzing sound waveforms.

No need to systematically analyze whose cry it was, Loki quickly saw what was happening.

Half of the four-year-old Hazel's face was red and swollen from the beating, half of her short hair was stained with the dirt on the ground, her already tattered clothes had a gash on the back, and there were blood stains on her elbows stained with the dirt. Drops of blood.

Hazel had never cried so loudly before. The last time she heard Hazel cry was when she was two years old and had just been abandoned and lived in a broken house, so Loki's memory was so far away.

Lame Lynn and red-haired Ned usually take care of the four-year-old girl like big brothers.

But now, they could no longer protect Hazel. Linn was knocked to the ground, curled up in a ball and beaten continuously by several older children in tattered clothes.Next to him, Ned was still standing, but his condition was not much better. However, his face was covered in blood and he was fighting with others. He was surrounded by three or four older children without the ability to fight back.

A 14-year-old boy stood next to him with his hands on his hips and smiled, looking at Linn and Ned who were clutching their money bags with mocking eyes. He was obviously a beggar.

They are all beggars in the seventh house. Led by the strong 14-year-old Kare, they make a living by extorting and robbing other beggars. They also enjoy beating and abusing other younger beggars.

There was a circle of people watching the fun, and no one stepped forward to stop it.

Loki felt a burst of blood appear in front of his eyes, and his breathing gradually became faster. The anger, coldness, and cruelty hidden in his heart poured into his brain bit by bit at this moment.

With a 'click', he tore off a section of his sleeve with force. Then, he quickly tied a knot tightly at one end of the sleeve, squatted down and grabbed a handful of gravel throwers, and poured them into the sealed bag. In the torn sleeve, he tied a strong knot to fix the stones.

Loki held the makeshift weapon in his right hand and walked behind 14-year-old Kalec in the shadows without anyone noticing.

Kalei said leisurely: "You little bitches who have no one to support you, if you don't take the initiative to send money to me, I'll beat your skin to pieces."

"I want you to fear me more than you fear Quaid..."

Suddenly, there was a low sound of pebbles rubbing against each other, and his arrogant shouting suddenly stopped, as if a duck's neck had been stepped on.

As a round simple sling was thrown towards him, Carré was hit hard in an instant. He only felt a sharp pain in his lower back, and his body suddenly followed the inertia.