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Chapter 411 Belong Here

When they saw the bones jutting out of their skin, their sense of pain seemed to have increased severalfold.

Their wails of agony turned up a notch, yet no one was drawn to the alley. The people nearby must have definitely heard their wails.

However, instead of coming this way, they had turned around and further distanced themselves from this place.

The slums were a dangerous place, especially at night. The people here minded their own business. If they intruded in others\' matters, more often than not it spelled trouble.

Adam glanced at the three young pain writhing in agony. He couldn\'t help but click his tongue in annoyance. "Tsk, so noisy."

He came forward with his hands in his pockets, displaying a casual attitude. Then, he swiftly kicked the three in the head, instantly knocking them out.

From the beginning to the end, the middle-aged man who had been a victim to these three people, watched everything unfold with a dumbfounded look.

One moment he was on the verge of being robbed and potentially killed, the next a Magus suddenly appeared out of nowehere and saved him.

It was only after Adam had knocked these robbers unconscious that he finally snapped back to his senses.

He first glanced at the youth with fear in his eyes, then hurriedly kowtowed. "Thank you, my lord! Thank you for your help!"

Adam turned his head and gazed at the trembling man with slight surprise. With a raised eyebrow, he asked, "Did you just say \'my lord\'?"

The middle-aged man shuddered even more intensely and blurted out, "P-Please forgive me for offending you! I didn\'t know how else to address you."

"No, it\'s not that," said Adam, a curious look flashing in his jet-black eyes. "Commoners usually say \'milord\' and not \'my lord\'. You don\'t belong here, do you?"

The man was stunned. He raised his head and looked at Adam. Immediately after, he avoided eye contact and replied, "That\'s right, my lord, I… I don\'t belong here."

There was a hint of melancholy when he said those last few words.

Adam deeply gazed at the man. A moment later, he turned around and walked away. "Well, whatever. Go home now."

The man looked at Adam\'s departing back, hesitation coursing through his veins. In the end, he grabbed the long loaf of bread that had been dirtied by falling to the ground and hurriedly followed after the youth.

"My Lord! My Lord, please wait!" He called out to him.

Adam continued to walk. He didn\'t want to bother with this man any longer. He had already stepped out of his way and helped him when he could have just chosen to ignore.

If the man still asked more of him, Adam didn\'t mind teaching him a lesson.

Hearing the man\'s footsteps approaching him, he waved his hand in annoyance, "Get lost already."

"My Lord!" The man continued to walk beside the youth and sincerely said, "Please allow me to repay you."

"I don\'t need anything," replied Adam flatly.

"Please, just give me a chance!" The man pleaded. "I\'m a learned man. I can be your butler, housekeeper, valet, whatever you wish." He paused for a moment before adding, "I can even work as a footman. Please allow me to repay your grace!"

"Oho?" Adam glanced at the man with interest. "What makes you think I\'d require the services of any of the people that you mentioned."

The man\'s eyes shone with hope. If Adam was willing to give him the opportunity, he was sure he could prove his worth.

He first looked around to see if there were any people on the street near them. Despite there being no one, he still spoke in a hushed tone, "My Lord, you\'re a mighty Magus. It is only natural for you to have a manor and estate. One can never have too many servants."

Adam paused in his footsteps. He looked at this middle-aged man who seemed completely out of sync with this place. To a discerning eye, it was clear that he didn\'t belong here.

"What is your name?" The youth asked.

The middle-aged man placed his hand on his chest and deeply bowed. "My lord, this humble one\'s name is Rowan."

"Rowan, huh?" Adam squinted his eyes. "No surname?"

"No surname," the man nervously replied.

"Hmm." Adam stroked his chin in amusement.

Then, he started walking again, making his way out of this district. "Well, Rowan, I don\'t own a manor nor an estate. As such, I won\'t be requiring whatever services you have to offer."

Rowan was greatly taken aback. He hurried after the youth and muttered incredulously, "How can that be? A Magus such as you doesn\'t own a house?!"

Adam\'s lips twitched. "Not all Magi are rich. Now get lost, will ya?" With that said, he walked away.

Rowan glanced at the departing youth in a daze. He couldn\'t believe that a mighty Magus, whom everyone revered, could actually be poor.

What should I do? What should I do? He thought to himself in a panic.

He lowered his head and gazed at the bread that had been covered in grime and mud. Thinking back to the poor conditions his family had to live in, Rowan grit his teeth and came to a decision.

"My Lord, wait!" Once again, he ran after Adam.

However, this time, instead of walking side-by-side with him, he overtook him and then blocked his way.

Adam frowned seeing this. "Do you want a beating?"

Rowan\'s body trembled in fear, yet he held his ground. He dropped the bag of bread and knelt on the ground, kowtowing once again.

"Please, I beg you. Just give me one chance! I\'ll do anything you ask me to! Please! Please, all I need is a chance!" He sincerely pleaded as tears streamed down his face.

He had to take this risk at the cost of offending this young magus in front of him. When he thought back to how malnourished his wife and kids had gotten, Rowan decided that it was about time he stepped up.

"Please, I don\'t want my family to live such lives anymore! One chance, that\'s all I ask!" He cried.

Adam cursed himself for getting into this situation. He couldn\'t help but rub his forehead in irritation, wondering how to deal with this man kneeling before him.

His gaze shifted to the bag of bread that had been further dirtied by falling on the muddy cobblestone street. Recalling what the man had said earlier while he was being robbed, Adam\'s gaze softened a little.

The youth looked around and his gaze fell on a bakery nearby that was closing up for the night. He sighed as he began walking toward the small store.

"Fine, follow me."