Heimarian Odyssey - Chapter 712

[Chapter 712 Dad]

Memila is thirteen years old today, and she will be fourteen years old after the Chinese New Year. In Fussen Kingdom, twelve to fifteen is the most common marriage age for civilian girls. Only noble girls will set their own age at marriage. Pushed back to eighteen years old.

The sooner you get married, the more burdens you can help the family. Those sisters who work with Memila have already talked about marriage contracts. Only the older Memila has no suitable partner.

It’s not that there is no one he likes, but that there is no suitable one. Marrying Memila means that the man needs to bear her family’s debts.

It was a huge debt enough to crush an ordinary civilian family. Although Memila could barely repay the interest with the money earned from work, no reasonable person would be willing to live with heavy debt for a lifetime.

It would be too late to talk about marriage at the age of fifteen, and next year would be Memila’s last year, so she had to find someone she could trust to for the rest of her life.

There are so many things to consider at the age of thirteen, and there are too many burdens on Memila’s shoulders.

“Don’t worry, I won’t marry you to that bastard Miller. I don’t know what the Crohn family is…” Next to him, the drunken dad’s noisy voice sounded again.

Hearing her father’s chatter, Memila sighed. To be honest, his father is not a bad person, at least he hasn’t driven Memela to a corner. It would be great if he could stop drinking. Memila often begs like this God.

Noticing that the short dagger in her arms was not wrapped, Memila was worried that it would damage this magical and psychedelic dagger, so she got up and took out a broken one from the broken cabinet. Clothes that cannot be worn.

With the faint moonlight in this room, I used ragged clothes as raw materials to make a small cloth bag for the short dagger.

Needlework is nothing to a commoner girl, including the clothes on Memila and his father, all made by Memila herself.

Seeing his daughter suddenly sitting up and starting her needlework, the half-drunk father stopped his chattering and lowered his eyes to look at the bare room. The father really felt sorry for Memila.

But what can he do? He has no expertise, and he makes a living by raising horses for hotels. The money he earns from raising horses is not enough for him to drink for two or three meals, and because of the reason why he fished for three days and posted nets for two days, no hotel is willing to find him. Got a horse.

He exhaled heavily the foul smell of alcohol, and Papa Memila’s back became even more bent.

Curled up on the bed, as if the air in his arms was his beloved Martha, Papa Memila fell into a deep sleep with his cloudy eyes squinted. Only in his drunken dream could he see his dear wife again .

Outside the wooden window, the sound of “hunting” wind made this early autumn night even more silent.

After finishing the simple cloth scabbard, Memila was about to go to bed and continue to sleep, when suddenly the warning signs in her heart became more intense, and the severity was comparable to when her mother died.

“Who is it?!” Memila suddenly drank out the window.

Outside the window, three dark figures approached more and more.

“Boss, there are only two people. One is old and the other is young. It seems that this time we are sure.”

“Hey, the little girl is very conscious, but it’s too late.”

“Don’t worry about playing with the woman, kill the old man, and then ask where the magic equipment is, it’s not too late to do it!” The leader of the big man scolded the two young He.

The dangerous atmosphere was getting closer, and the obscene voices of the three uninvited guests also reached Memila’s ears, and Memila’s hairs stood on end.

The old man who was still asleep next to him was also awakened by the sound outside. He didn’t hear what the three guys outside said clearly, shook his head, and asked, “Who is it? It’s in the middle of the night.”

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“Yo, you’re still a drunk!”

“Brother, let me come!”

The two younger brothers are very enthusiastic about this moment of showing cheap loyalty.

Pushing the confused old man hastily, Memila yelled in a hurry, “Help! Someone is going to kill someone!”

“Help!”

“Come and save me!”

Just now, Memila heard very clearly that these people wanted to kill her father, and they wanted to do something wrong to her. As for the magic equipment they mentioned, Memila suddenly looked down at the dagger in her hand.

“Damn it! Go and shut that stinky girl’s mouth!” The big man yelled at the two younger brothers, kicking open the door and rushing in.

The wooden door of Memila’s house is an old object from decades ago, and it is usually made a strange sound by the wind at night, so how can it withstand the corner of the big man’s momentum.

“Bang!” The door shattered, and three guys in yellow leather armor had appeared at the door.

At this time, no matter how dull Memila’s father was, he knew that something was wrong. He was awakened by the aggressiveness of the three intruders, and the bright sharp knife reflected by the moonlight in the night made his father’s eyes cloudy. , was illuminated brightly.

“Memila, go away!” Dad suddenly howled.

It’s good to be poor at home. There is only one bed away. I don’t know what gave Memila’s father strength. After pushing Memila away from the kitchen, the father turned in the direction of the three intruders. run.

The wooden window of the kitchen has also been decayed and tattered over the years. Now there are three men blocking the door. Memila can only escape through the wooden window of the kitchen if she wants to escape.

With the strength of a weak woman, it is still easy to break a corroded wooden window.

“Made, isn’t this old man sober? Dare to come at me!” The younger brother on the left of the leading man cursed angrily, and skillfully pulled out the dagger from his waist.

He had slaughtered dozens if not dozens of people, and his hands were dripping with blood. How could this old man whose body had been hollowed out by alcohol be his opponent.

Not to mention that he is also a powerful entry-level attendant with fighting spirit.

“Go to hell!” The little brother on the left cursed, first kicked the rushing old man, and then pierced the old man’s heart with a dagger.

“No!” Memila, who was pushed by her father, stumbled and collapsed at the door of the kitchen, screamed involuntarily.

Although the old man dodged the sharp dagger by tilting his body due to his survival instinct, the dagger hit his left shoulder without losing momentum.

Blood flowed down, it was actually a dagger with a blood groove, which showed the vicious heart of its holder.

“Hurry up… run!” Not only did the old man not cry out in pain, but he hugged the man who stabbed him, and shouted to Memila who was still in a daze.

“Want to leave? Hmph!” The big man at the head opened his right hand and took it towards Memila without giving Memila any time to react. The fighting spirit possessed by the low-ranking attendants made his speed surprisingly fast.

[End of this Chapter]