mynovelweb Chapter 229 Holy City 2
Chapter 229 Holy City 2
Chapter 229: Holy Glory City II
The young woman in an apron emerged with light steps, followed closely by a little girl in green, bouncing and skipping. The smiles on their faces showed the young woman's genuine joy at receiving such a large order for pastries. However, when the idea of Caesars living in the backyard was mentioned, her bright eyes dimmed, clearly indicating some concerns.
Perhaps it was due to the pressure of life, or perhaps she encountered some unspeakable hardship. After a lot of inner struggle, the young woman finally gritted her teeth and nodded, agreeing to let Caesars live in the woodshed temporarily.
"Little Amy, Mommy has to hurry and make some pastries. First, you should talk to this gentleman about the rules of Shenghui City. Then we can go out together this afternoon to buy the ingredients needed for making pastries!"
The young woman gently wiped the fine beads of sweat from her forehead with a towel and gave instructions with a smile.
"I know, Mom!"
Little Amy nodded obediently and responded. Then, she turned around and looked at Caesars with her big, watery eyes.
At this moment, Caesars was savoring delicious pastries, his mouth bulging with food. He asked vaguely, "Dear little Amy, please tell me what the rules are in Shenghui City?"
"You can't go to the southeast of the city. That's the territory of the big families, and outsiders are not allowed to enter. You can't go out after the sun goes down. The big families will let all the hunting dogs out. Only the next morning will someone bring the hounds back!"
Little Amy thought for a moment and told Caesar the two most important things. After hearing this news, Caesar's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't even figured out the locations of several families, let alone other matters.
"Little Amy, do you own this shop?"
Caesars changed the subject and continued chatting with the girl. He had to take his time to slap the Saint Laurent Church in the face and plunder their wealth.
"We rented it. We don't have our own shop, and the rent here is three gold coins a month. That damn greyhound eats up two gold coins' worth of our pastries every month. Last time, it went to the kitchen to grab some pastries and knocked my mother down!"
The little girl waved her fists, and Caesars saw anger and helplessness in her eyes.
"Amy, my fat dog is so powerful! It can even knock greyhounds away!"
"It didn't even kill the hound!"
"If we kill that hound, the Clark family will find us!"
"Probably, but as long as they weren't killed by humans, it shouldn't be a big deal. Big families often let their hounds fight each other, and hounds are often killed. The strongest hounds are kept as breeding dogs."
After hearing the girl's detailed explanation, Caesars nodded thoughtfully, indicating that he understood the reason. The purpose of dog fighting was to breed stronger and more courageous hunting dogs through this fierce competition.
The greyhound, a species of jungle hound, technically falls between low-level and mid-level magical beasts. This breed possesses an extremely keen sense of smell, allowing them to quickly detect even the faintest scent of their prey. They also possess exceptional long-distance running abilities, capable of maintaining high speeds for extended periods, allowing them to pursue their prey continuously. Furthermore, the powerful bite force of their razor-sharp teeth is incredibly formidable.
At this moment, Caesars suddenly noticed something strange and asked the little girl beside him curiously, "Amy, why is there a hound wandering around outside during the day? Aren't they supposed to be in the big family during the day?"
Amy frowned and replied angrily, "That was the Clark family's doing! They let the greyhound out on purpose. Because as long as it's in the kennel, it will bark non-stop, making it a noisy place around the kennel!"
As they were talking, two men, looking menacing, strode into the shop. Even more unexpectedly, they were followed closely by the greyhound that had just escaped. It looked like it was running back for help!
Little Amy seemed a little scared, her two little hands tightly grasping the edge of the table.
The middle-aged man in leather armor walking in front glared at Caesars fiercely as he entered the room and asked bluntly, "Boy, did you hurt our hunting dog?"
Facing the other party's aggressive questioning, Caesars seemed quite calm and composed. He responded calmly: "It was this fat dog I raised that defeated your hunting dog!" After that, he raised his foot and gently kicked the puppy beside him.
"That's it? It's good enough to be food for our hounds!"
The middle-aged man in leather armor laughed heartily, and an unpleasant smell emanated from his body, a mixture of sweat and dog shit.
"Don't underestimate this puppy of mine. It can kill a greyhound with one bite!"
The chubby puppy grunted and stood up, stretching its four short, powerful legs as if it was stretching. Then it raised its head and looked at the greyhound, opening its fang-filled mouth.
Just as the greyhound was about to run away, the fat puppy pounced on it, as fast as a dark red lightning.
There was a loud bang, and even the tables and chairs in the store shook, and the screams of the greyhound came from outside the door.
Soon, the puppy raised its short, thick tail and wagged it, and it returned to Caesars's side and lay lazily on the ground.
"You see, my pup doesn't like greyhounds. The meat of low-level monsters has lost its appetite!"
Caesars smiled slightly, the little girl beside him trembled slightly, and the young woman in an apron also ran out, looking at the newcomer with a nervous expression.
"Damn it, the hound's leg is broken!"
One of the people who came turned to look outside the shop. The greyhound's front legs were twisted at a strange angle and it looked like it could not be saved.
"Damn it, get it back first!"
The two men walked outside the shop, wrapped the howling greyhound in a piece of leather, and carried it away together.
"Little Amy, it won't come to steal cakes anymore!"
Caesars took out a piece of dried meat and threw it on the ground. The puppy bit the dried meat in one bite. This was its reward.
"Can its leg be healed?" the little girl asked.
"The greyhound's leg bones are not only broken, its internal organs are also shattered. It won't live long!" Caesars explained.
The little girl danced with joy, and the greyhound would never come to steal cakes again. She climbed down from the chair and was about to go to the back to tell her mother when she saw her mother standing not far away with a worried look on her face.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Little Amy asked anxiously.
"I'm fine, I just feel a little tired. Amy, you stay with the guests, I'll go in and rest for a while!"
The young woman hurried to the back. Little Amy looked worried, and Caesars also noticed something.
"Little Amy, your mom is fine, she's just a little tired!"
The greyhound with a broken leg was carried back to the Clark family. After a careful examination by the veterinarian, it was found that the hound was completely useless.
"It can't be saved, let's kill it as soon as possible! The bones of its two front legs are basically broken, and its internal organs are ruptured in many places. It's not just being hit by a dog, it's being gored by a northern wild bull!" A tall old man said after examining the greyhound.
"The greyhound is greedy. Today, it went to the pastry shop again and met a fat dog guarding its food. The first time they fought was in the alley, and the second time it collided in front of us. The fat dog directly knocked the greyhound out!" said a man in leather armor.
"What kind of fat dog?"
The elderly animal trainer was wearing a long animal skin robe and a dirty, stained animal skin apron. A hint of curiosity appeared on his weathered face.
"That fat dog was probably a 'Ao-dog,' with a slightly odd appearance. Though small, its four legs were incredibly sturdy, almost as long as my thick arms. When it opened its mouth, its razor-sharp fangs gleamed with a cold gleam. The greyhound, upon seeing the 'Ao-dog's bloody maw, was instantly terrified and turned and ran. However, the fat dog suddenly accelerated and charged forward, its speed as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, the poor greyhound was violently knocked flying!"
After listening to the visitor's detailed description, the experienced animal trainer nodded repeatedly in agreement. After all, it was well known that the Ao Quan not only possessed immense strength, but was also far more ferocious than a greyhound.
Then the trainer asked, "So, is this Ao Quan an adult, or is it still a juvenile?"
The visitor answered without hesitation: "It's a puppy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old beast trainer couldn't help but exclaimed: "That fat dog is extraordinary! It must be a high-level magical beast!"
After saying this, the trainer raised his knife without hesitation and cleanly killed the greyhound, which was too badly injured to be saved. Then, he quickly took off his dirty animal skin apron, threw it aside with a swift movement, and then hurried out of the kennel with light steps.
In the afternoon, Amy and her mother went to buy ingredients for making cakes, and Caesars was preparing to clean the woodshed. The woodshed was not big, but it was full of dry firewood, and even the hard-shell tent could not be set up.
Caesars shook his head helplessly. He decided to sleep in the small yard. The hard-shell leather tent was rainproof anyway.
Not long after, under the blazing sun, Amy and her mother returned in five oxcarts, all loaded to the brim. The little girl got off first and hurried to the courtyard behind the shop.
"Sir, the woodshed is too full for you. We bought two carts of dry firewood!" Little Amy, sweating profusely, shouted to Caesars.
"It's okay. I have a big, sturdy tent and can live in the yard. Little Amy, would you like a glass of ice water with honey?"
Caesars looked at the lovely little Amy with a smile and took out a delicate kettle that shone with golden light. He tilted the kettle carefully, and clear liquid flowed out like a spring. Soon, it filled a large cup, and white mist dripped down the cup.
"Is this actually ice water? That's amazing! Also, where did you get the kettle from?"
Little Amy stared at Caesars with wide eyes in surprise. She really couldn't understand how this big kettle suddenly appeared.
Kaisas smiled lightly, raised his left hand and shook the dark golden ring on his finger, saying: "This is a storage ring, it can store a lot of things!"
"Storage ring, that's a very precious and rare treasure!" Little Amy couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, her eyes fixed on the mysterious ring.
However, Caesars shook his head and said nonchalantly, "It's not that precious, actually. Even the fat dog has two storage rings tied around its neck. Little Amy, try this sweet and delicious honey water. If you keep it for too long, it won't be so delicious anymore!"
Little Amy nodded obediently, took the cup with both hands, and turned to walk towards the door. When she reached the door, she couldn't help but look back at the puppy lying on the ground. Sure enough, she found two small and exquisite storage rings tied around its neck.
Caesars knew what little Amy was thinking; she wanted to share the ice water with her mother. He stood up, stretched, and prepared to go out for a walk. The puppy seemed to sense that its owner was leaving and immediately got up from the ground and followed Caesars closely, wagging its tail happily.
Outside the door, oxcarts were being unloaded with all sorts of things: linen sacks, bottles, jars, and huge bundles of firewood.
"Sir, be back before the sun sets!"
Amy, who was wearing a little green dress, shouted loudly.
"Little Amy, I get it!"
Caesars, dressed in a green silk robe, slowly walked out of the alley and onto the deserted street. Under the scorching sun, the stone slabs on the ground were scorching hot, and the breeze under the shade of the trees was even slightly warm.
Kaisas felt a bit hot, a bit more stuffy here than in the southern continent. The puppy seemed to feel nothing at all, even rolling on the ground.
The southeastern part of Shenghui City has only one entrance and exit, and the surrounding walls are built not much lower than the city walls. The single intersection is guarded by over twenty guards, making it impossible for outsiders to enter under normal circumstances. To gain insight into the interior, one must fly in late at night using elemental wings. However, with the presence of greyhounds at night, gathering information here is quite difficult.
At sunset, Caesars returned to the pastry shop. The mother and daughter arranged for Caesars to live in the shop. There was a well in the yard, where the mother and daughter would wash and bathe, but it was not convenient for Caesars to live there.