Reincarnated Into Weak Noble
Chapters 11. Fusa Village

In a small restaurant, Arthur and Tamus, who were busy eating, ate voraciously.

“Oi, Tamus how to quickly master that dark technique?” arthur asked, starting the conversation.

“I told you, right? It took me years to master all seven of these techniques, if you were maybe a year or so.”

“One year more?!” 

Arthur raised his tone in surprise. He didn't have that long. Thanks to the cries of Athur they managed to become the center of attention of the restaurant.

Embarrassed the young man decided to bow his head and return to his normal seat.

Tamus sighed, confused by this impatient attitude. 

“Don't be too hasty let's enjoy the process.” 

“Good.” 

When the two people were still busy with food and conversation suddenly there was a commotion behind them that made Arthur's eyes turn to see the incident.

His red eyes stared very sharply.

There was a child who was being bullied by some adults who looked fierce and muscular. Seeing them made Arthur recall his bad memories.

“Hey, Son. Have you given your trading stock?”

A big man asked. He had an evil face as well as sunglasses on his face.Both of his hand muscles were beautifully formed, looking very strong and fierce.

While the little boy looked very weak with a robe and hood that covered his face and hands filled with food. Despite the trembling he still remained formidable in fighting the man.

“No want! This I will use for my mother, she is sick. so I have to make money if not. mother 

Ending with a shout, the nameless little boy let out tears. The sobs flooded his little face. 

But mercilessly, the men held her collar and stared very sharply.

“Hey, Son! I don't care about your mother's condition I want to know how about the money? Are you deaf?” 

The body that is lifted up gives its own fear for children who are even ten years old. He moved both of his legs as if it was a way to break away.

“If you do not give money later our heads will be beheaded by the boss! He's a mean person, so who cares about your stupid mama! Quickly give that money to me!”

The heavy sound filled the dining room, the visitors stared pityfully at the doubts on their faces, wanting to help? Or let? Of course they want to help, but the fear is greater. Their feet were locked by invisible chains.

“Hah, what do you guys see!?”

Meresa became the center of the man's gaze screaming. The faces of the visitors became pale and sweaty, hearing the screams just not daring, they immediately pretended not to see.

Beside the terrified visitor, a teenager in a robe stared intently at this incident. His red eyes were met by the determination to carry out the killing, he was extremely wrathful. The little boy made her remember her bad past.

They're all crazy, doesn't anyone want to help?..

Everyone cares too much about themselves..

I understand the feeling it feels like..

The teenager in the robe stood up and was about to head to the row, but the old man sitting next to him stopped him. Say that to calm down and don't over-act.

Although it had been stopped, but the sense of wanting to protect it was greater the teenager refused the nest from the old man. He walked a little more calmly now.

“Hey, Nak stop crying and quickly give money!”

The boy closed his eyes, almost hit by a blow, but luckily Arthur-the teenager in the robe stopped the hand before it hit the face of the little boy.

Not accepting the muscular man glanced, but immediately trembled as he stared at an extremely sharp red eye. That look made him horrified.

“Cih! looks like you're lucky this time, son.”

The boy smiled at Arthur. “Thank you, Brother.”

An innocent smile that provided warmth in Arthur's heart. He squatted down and stroked the child's head.

“Do you sell to give your mother medicine?”

“Yes, Mom is sick so I want to buy a medicine so she can get well soon.”

“You're a good boy, yes. What's your name?” tanyan Arthur, he was touched by the determination of the child.

“My name is Aron, Brother.”

He gave a holy smile that made Arthur's lips lift.

“Oi, Arthur come home soon.”

Tamus pays for the food and walks towards Arthur who is busy taking care of the little boy. Arthur looked back, though,

“Are you serious? What about the fate of this child?”

“What does that mean? We have no right to help him.”

“How can you say such a thing Tamus?” Arthur could hardly believe it, he had not expected Tamus to be this cold.

“Do as you like I'll be back first. Remember to go home soon before night.”

Tamus walked out of the small restaurant, he turned back Arthur's speech in his ear and a smile was painted on his wrinkled face.

‘He made a memory of me as a child, but Arthur. If your attitude is like that you will never be able to master the kegelpan sword technique.’.

Back to Arthur.

He was still busy dealing with the little boy. Arthur smiled kindly and asked.

“Can I see your mother?”

If allowed then Arthur as much as possible wants to help because that's why he wants to see the mother.

“Yes of course, Brother! Mom will definitely be very happy.”

The boy cheered cheerfully at Arthur's hand and took him somewhere. Along the way Arthur could feel an uneasy gaze towards this child, he did not know the reason. But that look he was very familiar.

A gaze that regarded him as a lowly and failed creature, but that gaze was not for Arthur but a child.

‘Actually what does this child do to be hated by people? So this is the reason why no one wants to help?’

Arthur asked with his own mind this would feel very strange to him.

“Sister Arthur we've arrived!”

The words from Aaron managed to reverse Arthur's consciousness back, he stared at the small house that was worn out and very old. Aaron opened the door with a smile.

“Mother, I brought guests.”

As the two men stepped even though Arthur could faintly hear the sound of coughing in a room they were about to reach.

When they reached the room, Aaron was seen smiling happily at his mother, but Arthur looked at the mother with a look of pity and a bit of sadness. The teenager was very aware of the condition of his mother Aaron.

He also now knows why Aaron became the object of hatred, it was because his mother had a serious illness.

The mother awoke from her bed with her eyes wide open and she looked at Arthur. She actually looks young, but her hair is gray and her face starts to wrinkle and what attracts Arthur the most is the small red bumps that clump around her head.

‘The little red bumps that are on his head, it is not wrong again it is umbral plauge disease.’