REBIRTH OF THE QUEEN

Chapter 11 - 11. Conditions

The sun was getting hotter, but not a single one of them moved away.

Hiding behind a rock is not the right place to take shelter from the hot sun. Clara began to stifle, sweat began to soak all over her body, the dried blood that clung to her body made her feel even more uncomfortable. ??

It's not that she doesn't dare to appear in front of the old man, it's just that she just came to this world, doesn't know everything about this place, moreover, she can't properly digest all the events and strange things that happen to her and her surroundings.

Being vigilant might not be a bad thing to do, right?

Drowned in all kinds of thoughts, she didn't know what to do, the first time in her life she felt something like a dead end.

Looking back at the memory of the previous owner of the body, Fu Xie Lan. It is very sad, life is full of torture, a torture that is no better than death itself. Memories also stirred up feelings of anger and despair in her. It felt like Clara wanted to get back at all of those people's treatment, but what was revenge? Even if she didn't even dare to return to that kingdom.

"Maybe one day," she thought. Trying to put the urge for revenge aside.

The only thing she needed right now was a place to live, some clothes, food, and some information about the world she was in, looking at Fu Xie Lan's memory that only revolved around the Zu kingdom, it couldn't help her at all.

Observing every move of an old being not far from her was harmless at all, instantly made her mind work fast.

"Maybe that old man could be of some use to me," a sly thought suddenly slipped out of her head. To survive, this time maybe she really should lower her ego a little and try to be friendly.

After making her decision, Clara no longer delayed a few seconds to stay in her position. Slowly standing up, she then headed towards the old man.

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"Hahaha. I did not expect, that you will be that fast to give up."

Clara who had just taken two steps was suddenly stopped by a strange voice that reached her senses, hearing the origin of the sound, it came from a short old man who was still leaning against a rock, staring at the sky.

'Was this old man deliberately waiting for me to appear?' stood stunned. A thought suddenly crossed her mind.

"Hey, kid! Don't be afraid, I don't have any bad intentions for you," said the old man again then turned his gaze towards someone who a few moments ago walked over to him with a big smile that also filled his face. however, not until a few seconds, the old man's smile tightened, looking like someone who had just seen a ghost.

Clara understood very well when she saw the old man's behavior. What kind of creature would not be surprised to see a girl who had messy hair with bloodstains all over her body plus the clothes she was wearing were torn everywhere, especially when there was no visible scar.

Seeing the behavior of the old man who seemed shocked and confused at the same time, Clara casually stepped back towards the old man.

"Who are you? No, no, I mean what happened to your body?" said the old man stammered, suddenly confused by his thoughts.

Stopping right in front of the old man, Clara shook her head as if she couldn't remember anything. It's not that she doesn't want to answer, it's just that she can't answer that she doesn't come from this world.

"Why are you wandering in this dangerous forest alone? And where is your family? Are you lost?" Asked the old man again feeling sorry for the little girl who was standing in front of him.

"..." Clara was silent, she didn't know what to answer.

"What is your name?" the old man asked again.

Clara wanted to answer immediately but only managed to move her lips without making a sound.

The girl was confused again, she didn't know what to answer, whether she would still use the name Fu Xie Lan or stick with the name 'Clara'. instantly she felt like she was the stupidest being in this world, just because the choice of a name had left her in confusion.

Seeing the response of the little girl standing in front of him, the old man felt like he was helpless. If only that girl wasn't human, maybe he would have taken her and cared for her happily.

Suddenly remembering his original purpose here, which is to get some information about the strange things he saw last night.

"Well, who are you, what is your name, and what happened to you, it has nothing to do with me," he said with a heavy sigh.

"I just wanted to ask you a few things," said the old man back.

Hearing the man's words, her brows furrowed faintly, staring confusedly at the old man who was standing in front of her.

How could she not be confused? She had just come to this world, and someone already had questions for her, especially if Fu Xie Lan's memory was correct, it seemed like she had never met that old man.

Writhed in her thoughts for a moment, even though she was sure that she didn't have the answer to the question that was about to be asked by that man, this was her last chance.

"What is that?" asked Clara with an innocent expression and managed to add a sad impression on her.

"Did you see anything strange in this forest last night? Do you know where the incident came from?" The old man asked again in a tone as gentle as possible, worried that he would scare off the little girl who was standing in front of him.

"Weird thing?" Her brow creased faintly again. The only thing she saw last night was a human figure standing right in front of her before she lost consciousness. And that doesn't fall into the weird category, does it?

"Before I answer that question, I have a few conditions," Clara said.

Hearing the girl's answer, the old man's smile broke, really thought that the girl knew something about last night's incident, he became excited.

"Conditions? Oh .. of course. Say it," he said.

"I need a house, some clothes and food, can this old man also give me a job? If one day I have money, I'll pay you back," Clara replied outlining a few conditions in what she thought was very polite. yes for now all she has to do is survive first.

The 'Old Man' heard the little girl call him an old man, the corners of his lips twitching.

"Huang Bao, call me Huang Bao," said the old man.

"Very well, did Mr. Huang Bao agree to those terms?" said Clara again asking.