I hid in the warehouse and cried for a long time, completely immersing myself in sadness. As I cried, I hated myself for being so weak, but I just couldn't stop. The faces of my family, friends and teachers kept lingering in my mind.

Lingering.

I leaned on the barrel in the warehouse, and my mind continued to wander. I thought about Seth and his granddaughter. I wonder if they are okay now? Has the melon been confiscated by the city guard? If so, it is all my fault.

I thought of the thief who stole my life-saving money at the port. I wonder where he is stealing now. Could he be a member of our guild?

I thought about the group of people in the basement again. Winter is coming, and their lives will become very difficult. They don’t have enough firewood, and the place where they live is not warm. Thinking of this, I am a little worried. They are all good people. I don’t want to

They suffer this hardship in winter.

I decided to help them as much as I could, so I grabbed the package and strode out of the church door with my harvest. Only then did I realize how long I had been crying that the sky had turned orange and the sun was about to sink completely.

But still trying its best to shine.

The streets were now bustling with people going home, and it was too conspicuous for me to carry a large package on my back. So I decided not to waste time, held the package close to my chest, and returned to the base headquarters on a familiar road.

Pushing open the dilapidated wooden door, I found that everyone except me was back, sitting at the bar and drinking. Locke was telling some kind of obscure dirty joke loudly, making everyone laugh, Yoelif

Hearing the noise, he looked towards the door.

When he saw me coming in with a big package on my back, his eyes suddenly lit up and he waved to me, gesturing for me to join them.

I was about to shake my head and refuse, when the others noticed Yuerlif's unusual behavior, followed his gaze and looked over, and then waved to me together.

I had no choice but to nod my head, give them a smile, and join them with my package on my back.

The first person to face me was Locke: "Our little guy is back, welcome home, kid." Locke gave me a smile, his voice was as big as his size, and then he opened his big hands

, rubbed my head hard twice.

I gave him a backhand hug, making him laugh. He took out three copper coins from his pocket and threw them to Bryn behind the bar. "Bring Sarah a beer, I'll treat you."

A slender white hand intercepted his three coins halfway, "Sarah is still a child, and children cannot drink too much." The owner of the voice was Jade. She was looking at me at the moment, revealing a gentle smile.

Smiling. "Give him a glass of orange juice, as a favor from my sister." She returned Locke's coppers to their original owners, took out five more coppers and threw them to Brin.

Seeing Jade smile, Yorliv exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Gods above, what did I see?" He deliberately winked at me, "You won the lottery, Sarah! Making Jade smile is better than being elected Brin."

It’s even harder to trust the mayor.”

Jade rolled her eyes at him, "York, if your skills were half as good as your talk," she paused deliberately and glanced at the guild hall, "our guild hall would have been renovated a long time ago."

Everyone laughed together, and Yollive waved his hand helplessly towards me, but was quickly pushed aside by Volpe. "Now," he walked up to me, staring at the package I was carrying, "Let's

Let's see what our new guys salvage from that junk pile."

I put the backpack on the counter and untied the knot. Inside was all my harvest for the day: three silver candlesticks, a lot, I mean at least twenty pieces of silverware, mostly dinner plates. There are also

Some bronze icons, emblems and locks.

"Hey" Volpe whistled, "Our new guy is really capable, friends." He smiled brightly, and everyone gathered around and laughed, "This pile of things can at least sell for this amount."

He made his fingers into two and said, "Twenty silver coins, not a penny less." He paused and smiled approvingly at me, "The most valuable thing is that these goods are all clean.

of."

After hearing this, Brin nodded, took out four silver coins from under the counter and threw them to me, "This is your share, 20%, as per the guild's rules."

I caught the silver coins and expressed my gratitude to Brin. Four silver coins was indeed a huge sum of money to me, but I really couldn't be happy.

Everyone was happy that I was able to open the business on the first day. Only Yolf noticed my expression keenly. In fact, I guess it was because he had been looking at me.

"What's the matter, Sarah?" he shouted, interrupting the others' play, and asked with concern, "You don't look very happy."

When everyone heard what he said, they all gathered around and asked, "What's wrong?" Rose, the hottest figure, came over. She is usually very aggressive, but now she is like a caring neighbor sister.

I looked at them, and everyone's eyes were full of concern. I was a little sluggish, and the vigilance in my heart told me that I shouldn't tell the story. This is the Thieves Guild. Do you expect a group of thieves to be good people? You will hurt Kai.

Damn them! I yelled to myself in my mind.

But their eyes are so pure and simple. I mean, they may be thieves, but they don't look like such bad people, at least not to me. I comfort myself in my heart like this.

In the end, I decided to choose a compromise plan, "Thank you," I thanked everyone seriously, and then said apologetically: "It's my first day in the guild, and I'm not familiar with many things. I can tell Joel first.

Reeve, do you want to come out and tell you again? Please."

Everyone expressed their understanding. After all, it was the guild that Yorlive brought me into, and I was new here. But everyone, especially Jade and Rose, repeatedly said that if you have any unhappy things, you must not hold it back, and you must tell them.

big guy.

I nodded to everyone, gave them an apologetic smile, and went into my room with Yollif.

"Now, Sarah," Yollive said, sitting down on my bed unceremoniously, "can you tell me what's going on with you?"

I could hear the worry in his voice, and the emotion didn't seem to be fake. "It's like this, York," I imitated others to call him by his short name, "I met a priest who lived in a basement and raised a child by himself.

He was carrying a child in his teens and a homeless man." I thought of Kailas again, and my tone became choked up: "He has a money bag with at least dozens of silver coins in it, and even gold Pu'er? I, I don't know.

, I had a chance," I became a little incoherent, but Yorliv just looked at me, listened quietly, and encouraged me with his eyes.

I took a deep breath and straightened out my thoughts: "I had a chance to touch that money bag, but I felt that I couldn't do it. They tried their best to help me. I felt that my own soul was full of sin. I didn't

I know, but I doubt it. I doubt that the guild is not suitable for me." At this point, I couldn't go on. The scene of them blessing me reappeared in my mind. I covered my face and sobbed softly.

"I'm glad you didn't do that, Sarah," Yollive said happily, "We are a thieves guild, and yes, the people in the guild may not necessarily be good people. After all, we all have to think about ourselves first. But we

They are all people with bottom lines and conscience, Sarah." He hugged me and pulled me out the door, "If you believe me, let the big guys in the meeting tell you our story."

I didn't refuse him, and followed him back to the bar. I listened to Yollive briefly repeat what I just said, and asked everyone if they were willing to tell me their stories. Everyone expressed their willingness and came to my side.

It formed a semicircle.

Jade put the unfinished orange juice back into my hand, "My sister ordered this for you, so drink it up."

I nodded and sipped the orange juice while Jade moved a stool and sat next to me, "Let's start with me." She said with a smile.

"I was born in the imperial capital, and my family is a typical aristocratic family, yes." Jade ordered a glass of beer and began to tell her story. I looked up at her. Her profile was beautiful, and she had the look of someone from the north of the empire.

Characteristics. She began to talk about her childhood, a typical life of an aristocratic lady, accompanied by etiquette and female celebrities all day long. As she described, I saw her eyes gradually exuding a moving and happy look, but slowly

The earth is replaced by melancholy.

"But the good times didn't last long. When I was twelve years old, something happened to my family." Her speech slowed down, and there was a hint of sadness in her voice. "My father was shot with a submachine gun by thugs during the Empire's Restoration Revolution."

He was beaten into a sieve, and when my mother and I found him, there was only a body riddled with holes, and we had to escape from the imperial capital." When she said this, there were tears in her eyes. I looked at her, and my heart

Full of pity and sympathy, I have had the same experience, and I know how painful it is to open my own wounds again, so I hugged her, although I could only barely reach her waist due to my height.

She wiped her tears and smiled softly at me. This was the second time she smiled today, "I'm fine." She hugged me back to my seat, took a sip of beer, and continued telling her story: "In the beginning

We moved with a caravan and did not encounter any danger along the way. However, the good times did not last long. When we passed through the Rania grassland, we encountered an attack by nomads. The barbarians killed everyone over the age of sixteen.

Yes, including my mother." She was clenching her teeth when she said this, and I saw the tears forming two streams on her face, and then they fell to the bar, shattering into pieces.

.

"Emerald." Yollive called out worriedly and handed her a handkerchief, "Don't force it."

"I'm fine, York." Jade took the handkerchief and wiped the tears on her face, "Where did I say it?" She cheered up, "Oh, by the way, the barbarians killed everyone over the age of sixteen. I

I saw a man cutting off my mother’s head and hanging it on his horse with a smile. Those of us children under the age of sixteen were taken back to the tribe, and the older girls were captured by the men in the tribe and put into our respective houses.

In the tent, you didn’t have to think about what they were going to face. I survived because I was younger and was assigned to herd the sheep.”

"I was numb at that time, and all I thought about every day was that I could survive like this. Until I was fourteen years old, slave traders came to visit the tribe, and they bought me for four taels of pepper."

She said this and took another sip of beer, and then continued to tell her miserable story: "Not long after, they sold me to the largest brothel in Blinto, and earned twenty silver coins for them. I was first trained by the brothel.

I stayed there for three months, and then began the never-ending life of receiving customers until I was eighteen years old."

She glanced at Yolliver when she said this, "York came to the store to recycle things that day, and he happened to come into my room. I asked him who he was and what he did, and he told me everything. In return, I gave him my

After telling him the story, the rest was very simple. York asked me if I wanted to join the guild, and I agreed because I wanted to get out of that rotten life, I wanted to help others, and I wanted to regain my life."

When she said this, she drank all the wine in the glass, then smiled and said to me: "By the way, I am twenty this year."

"Look, Sarah." Yorliv hugged me affectionately, "In the two years that Jade was in the guild, in addition to helping the guild improve the environment, most of the money she earned was used to support prostitutes in different brothels. We

Maybe we are thieves, yes, but this does not mean that we have no pursuits and goals, and there are no things worth fighting for. It does not mean that we are greedy for money and unjust for profit."

He stood up and walked quickly to Locke, "Locke, in order to vent his anger on his friends, he beat two gangsters to death with his fists. After eight years in prison, he came out and joined the guild. Now he is responsible for collecting protection fees or extorting money every day.

Blackmail, but he never punches or kicks the shopkeepers in Jinjin Industry Industry, nor speaks harshly to the hard-working vendors. He always takes a symbolic copper from them, but is always the quickest to stand up if something goes wrong.

Erchu. Do you think he is a villain?"

I shook my head subconsciously, and Yollive walked towards Rose again. The latter was abandoned by her fiancé on her wedding night, and all her money was stolen. So she joined the guild, and in addition to working every day, she helped homeless girls.

, and the girl who was deceived by the heartless man.

There are also Volpe, who was discharged from the army and provides daily subsidies to the nursing home, and Crabb, who was once a judge.

And Jorrif himself, an orphan who survived the fire, sends gifts to the orphans in Brintori every day.

"So, Sarah." Yorliv turned around and held my shoulders tightly with both hands, "We may be a group of evil people who live by robbing other people's things, but we are definitely not a group of villains, Sarah.

." He looked at me, and behind him were other colleagues. They were all looking at me at this time, with something in their eyes that they had never seen before.

I examined it carefully and found that it was pride.

"We also have something we insist on. We will never bully the weak and poor, nor will we plunder the property of homeless people. And we will not do anything to those wealthy businessmen who bully men and dominate women.

Mind taking a little more from them." Brin put down the wine glass he was cleaning and continued what Yollif said.

"We are all very happy, Sarah, and very proud." Yollive continued to say to me sincerely, "What we are proud of is that you have your own bottom line. We are more proud of you than a snitch with no sense of morality.

Welcome a thief with his own bottom line."

He opened his hands to me and said, "Let me formally welcome you as a member of the Thieves Guild, both technically and morally."

Others also opened their hands to me, and we hugged each other tightly, and then sang and danced happily in the hall. Bryn served us draft beer and barbecue, claiming that he invited this meal because the Thieves Guild had more people.

A true core member.

I have never felt so happy. This is a kind of joy from the heart, just because I am truly respected by others, and this respect is because of my kindness.
Chapter completed!