
[Master, there is an energy blocking this place. ]
[Oh, one of those robed people is now behind you. ]
"Son, can we talk?"
There was a cold and pressing sound from the side, making Rein slightly stiffen.
'Oh my God, let me eat in peace.'
Rein finished off the last skewered chicken, then faced towards the man beside her.
"Say the Lord."
The robed man opened the cloth covering his head. The blood red hair was visible when the head covering was opened, when the sunlight touched the blood red hair it looked like a burning flame.
The red-haired man had slightly brownish skin, and the charming emerald green netra looked untouched.
[Master, the red-haired man looks handsome. ]
Rein agreed with Croft. This man in front of him looked handsome, but that made him confused why this man wore a robe during the day.
"My name is Curran Crimson, son of the Crimson Duke ruler of this region."
Curran introduced himself according to the nobility's etiquette.
[Master, why are you putting on such a stupid face again? ]
Rein immediately corrected his facial expression to become flat. Seriously, he gets annoyed every time Croft says that.
And that was when he was very surprised. How not, just a few minutes ago he was talking about robbing and this man instantly introduced himself as the son of the ruler of this region.
Really, Rein's current mind was filled with worry.
"Can I help you, sir?"
Rein asked nervously.
"I heard your words."
"Suppose you don't hear anything, sir."
Rein immediately replied to Curran's words. The man should not take his words seriously, let alone they do not know each other.
"I'll give you money."
"What?"
"Unconditionally, you'll have to hold on when you touch my hand for five minutes."
"Huh."
"Young master."
Rein heard a cry from behind. But to her confusion, why did her tone sound panicked?
[Master, the conditions are too easy. ]
'true.'
Rein fell silent, he recalled his words about robbing. Although he did not yet have the intention to do so, most likely this man named Curran said it was to prevent him from robbing.
Moreover, he is the son of the ruler of this region.
"Sir, you don't have to. I'm not going to rob."
Rein said with caution and courtesy as possible.
"really?"
Curran responded with an expression of disbelief.
[Master, I'm sorry. ]
Rein heard Croft's voice sounding sad. He also breathed.
'Just calm down Croft, it's only 5 minutes.'
[ Masters .... ]
Croft floated up and landed on Rein's head.
"Just five minutes, right?"
Rein asked to be sure.
Curran nodded.
"Young master."
"It's okay Ken."
Curran responded to Kendrick's troubled voice. Then opened the white glove that wrapped his hand, then extended his hand in front of Rein.
Rein touched Curran's palm. Soon Rein felt a warm sensation when he touched his palm.
"Sir, your hands are warm."
Rein is telling the truth. The warmth she felt was very comfortable.
Like near the fireplace.
"really?"
Curran responded late. He was so shocked when Rein said his hands were warm, moreover he did not see any painful expression from his face.
And the tiny hand that touched his palm did not burn. Curran has fire attribute ability which is both a blessing as well as a problem for him.
With that ability to make himself immune to fire and able to control fire. But on the other hand, he can't touch anyone else and vice versa or the person will have serious burns.
Initially Curran wanted to teach this little boy no intention of robbing, but he did not expect that this child had no problem touching his hands.
'Interesting'
Rein felt a chill down the back of his neck.
"Hey son, what's your name?"
Curran asked Rein after making a decision.
'Why did this man suddenly ask about his name?'
[I don't know, I was just born. ]
Rein ignores Croft's responses that don't match the questions asked. Then answer Curran's question.
"Rein, my name is Rein."
"Hm, if you're your age?"
"Eight years."
"so."
"Well sir, this is already five eh-"
Rein could not finish his words, feeling confused as his hand was held by Curran's hand.
"Mr-"
"Rein Crimson."
"Huh?"
Curran ignored Rein's confused face and continued to say what he wanted to say.
"From now on your name is Rein Crimson."
"What?"
"And from this moment on you are my son."
"Huh? Whose son?"
Curran ignored Rein's question. He touched Rein's forehead, then gave her sleeping magic.
[Master, that redhead guy gave you sleep magic! ]
'Shit! Croft watch ... They're.'
Rein asks Croft to keep an eye on the redhead man and one other cloaked man, before he falls unconscious.
[Master, I will keep an eye on them as you request. ]
Croft floated around Rein, and began to watch the movements of the two men.
Curran captures Rein's body under a sleeping spell. He held onto Rein's hand and did not see any burns on the small hand.
"I held him and he wasn't hurt."
A thin smile appeared on Curran's face which was always flat and cold.
"Young master Ran."
Kendrick opened the robe that covered the head, her brown hair fluttering in the wind.
"What do you mean by your words?"
Kendrick asked the question he had in mind.
"As you've heard, from now on he's my son."
"I understand Young master."
Curran took Rein and placed his head on his shoulders. Her heart felt tingled by the warmth as she hugged the small body of her new son.
However, he immediately frowned when he realized something. The body belonging to his son was too small for an 8 year old, not to mention this body was very light.
And, his hands were too thin and fragile. Perhaps he could be directly thrown when hit by a strong wind
'I'll fatten you up.'
"We're back."
"Your young master."
Kendrick took the teleportation paper scroll and tore it in half and before long they disappeared from the place.
* * *
"Young master Ran."
One of the knights guarding the gate of the Crimson Duke's residence said stutteringly upon seeing his young master appear by holding a small child.
"Open the gate."
Curran said coldly and stared intently at the knight.
The knight gasped when he heard the cold tone from his young master, he realized his mistake.
"I'm sorry young master, please come in."
Curran entered the Crimson Duke's residence, followed by Kendrick behind him.
There, an adult man in his 40s came with trembling eyes.
"Young master Ran."
"Mark's."
Mark Welston, a butler who was assigned to serve Curran when he was a child.
Mark who got a sharp glare from Curran, immediately suppressed his feelings and changed his attitude to calm.
"I'm facing the young master."
"Go, tell Marry to make a lot of food and send it to my room."
"I understand."
Mark bowed slightly, then entered the residence to carry out Curran's request.
Curran who wanted to enter the residence was stopped by a voice.
"Where did you pick up the boy."