Chapter 131 It Takes A Thief To Know A Fellow Thief, You Know?

Chapter 131 ?It Takes A Thief To Know A Fellow Thief, You Know?

When Adira reached the Slave Market, she decisively headed to her personal quarters with Thirteen in tow. She made sure to lock the door so that no one would disturb them.

The seven-year-old made himself feel at home and even laid down on the couch, making himself very comfortable.

"You sure know how to enjoy life, Zion." Adira giggled after seeing that the boy didn't seem to be feeling anxious about being alone with her inside her room.

"Life is meant to be enjoyed," Thirteen replied. "You know what they say, happiness is eating, sleeping, and repeating."

"... Are you a pig?"

"Do I look like a pig?"

Adira could only shake her head helplessly before sitting down on the couch where the boy was lying down.

She even raised the boy's head and placed it on her lap, making the boy frown.

"Your legs are hard," Thirteen commented. "What are you eating? Steel?"

"Only on the weekends," Adira replied casually. "Are you feeling scared now?"

"Not really."

"Oh, Zion. I am very tempted to make you feel all sorts of pain right now."

For many, being alone with a Drow was a horrifying experience because they were a very vicious race.

They liked to inflict pain on others as a means of showing their superiority, for this was the belief that had been instilled in them since birth.

For them, seeing the fear in the eyes of those who looked at them was the greatest form of recognition.

But the only gaze that Thirteen gave her was that of boredom, which made the smile on her face widen even more. Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

"Tell me, Zion. What are you doing here in the Valbarra Archipelago?" Adira asked. "I tortured—errr, asked that boy, Colbert, about you, and the only thing he said was that you are a Monster."

"Monster?" Zion snorted. "How rude. Do I look like a monster?"

"Yes," Adira replied. "You are a Monster in my eyes."

"Then there's something wrong with your eyes, Adira."

"My Master says the same thing, but I always prove her wrong. So enough nonsense. Tell me your goal here in Gronar City."

"Be honest with me, Zion," Adira lightly patted the boy's head. "You planned to steal something from the City Lord, right? If it was not the bow, you're probably aiming for the Five Leaf Clover."

This action of hers almost made Tiona lunge at her.

If not for the fact that Thirteen had ordered her telepathically to not bite Adira, the black snake would have already sunk her teeth into the Drow's hand by now.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Lady Adira," Thirteen replied in a casual tone. "I'm just a weak, seven-year-old boy, who will die if the City Lord pinches me. Why would I even think of stealing something from him?"

"Uh uh~ you almost convinced me, but I know that you went there to steal something," Adira playfully tugged on a few strands of Zion's hair, making Tiona hiss at her fiercely. "It takes a thief to know a fellow thief, you know?"

"Lady Adira, in this lifetime, I haven't stolen anything from anyone," Thirteen stated. 'At least, not yet.'

"In this lifetime?" Adira smirked. "You say some very interesting words, Zion. Does that mean that you've stolen many things in your previous lifetimes? Well, I don't really believe in life after death because when our race dies, we return to the Dumah's embrace."

Thirteen didn't make any comment because it was not his place to tell Adira about what really happened after death.

Also, there were different laws for different worlds, and the world of Solterra had its own set of laws that managed the circle of Life and Death.

"Dumah is the Celestial of Silence, right?" Thirteen inquired. "As for the Drows who like conquest and war, they worship the Fiend, Belial, who represents Lawlessness."

"You sure know a lot of things, Zion," Adira commented as she continued to pat the boy's hair. "Indeed. My sisters and brothers, who still continue their lifestyle, worship Belial. Well, to each their own.

"My eyes were opened early. That is when I discovered that empathy and compassion still exist even in my dark heart. Even so, I choose who to be compassionate to, for example, you, Zion."

"I am honored, Lady Adira," Thirteen said. "Now, about your return trip to the Main Continent..."

Just as Adira was about to answer the boy's question, a loud explosion spread within the quiet night.

Thirteen and Adira, who had an idea of what was happening, remained calm and didn't even bother to leave the couch where they were talking.

"It has begun," Thirteen said softly.

"Indeed," Adira nodded as she continued to pat Thirteen's head. "Let's just wait until the morning. Perhaps, after this incident, that arrogant man will learn what humility is."

Thirteen smiled faintly after hearing the Drow's words.

He didn't know if the City Lord would learn anything about humility after this incident.

But there was one thing he did know.

Once morning came, the city would be under martial law as Arthas and his officials looked for the thieves who dared to steal several items from within the City Lord's Treasury.