Chapter 62: Thief

The rain grew heavier.

What had originally been just a pitter-patter, thread-like fine rain curtain gradually became dense.

Deep within the gathered and compressed leaden clouds, you could vaguely hear low rumbling thunder brewing within.

Xia Nan and the halfling walked on the road back to the inn.

Not carrying rain gear, so when walking they often stayed close to the eaves of roadside buildings that extended outward.

And if there was no cover, they weren't particularly flustered either, just walking naturally.

For me, I was already soaked anyway. I'd carefully maintain my armor and equipment before sleeping—getting rained on a few more or fewer steps made no difference.

With my 8 points of Constitution, as long as I wasn't hit by some "disease curse" or "weakness aura" type spell, just getting rained on couldn't possibly give me a cold or illness.

As for Alton...

I only hoped he'd stay far away from me when stepping in puddles, not splash muddy water on me.

"By the way."

Looking at the halfling who was finding great interest in experiencing the cool rainwater.

I couldn't help recalling what he'd said at the tavern entrance earlier.

"You mentioned before, the goddess of fortune's sister, is..."

My words had only gotten halfway when Alton suddenly turned around, his index finger raised to his lips.

"Shh."

"Don't mention too much. She's not as easy to talk to as Lady Luck."

Hearing this, my heart immediately tightened, and I shut my mouth.

On this vast continent where ordinary people could hardly see its edges in a lifetime, there were numerous deities from different pantheons, born from various races.

They might have obvious differences in divine power strength, hold different dominions and domains, but they all had one thing in common—

Lives so long they nearly spanned an entire race's history.

Under these circumstances, the connections between deities had also become incredibly complex and chaotic in their lifespans that couldn't be measured by time.

Even the most senior historians would find it difficult to clearly know what events a deity from ancient times had experienced, and what entanglements they had with which other divine beings.

Therefore, regarding the specific relationships between deities, what could be circulated across the continent was only the most superficial and insignificant information.

For example, the famous "Sisters of Fate":

Lady Luck who held dominion over fortune, 【Tymora】,

And her sister—

The "Maid of Misfortune" who symbolized bad luck, 【Beshaba】.

Unlike her sister's indifferent, easygoing nature, even carrying a bit of childishness, the Maid of Misfortune's image among mortals had always been known for being harsh and petty.

So much so that in the vast majority of formal occasions in the Servia Kingdom, when speakers needed to thank certain existences, they would often include this capricious lady.

Otherwise she would feel disrespected and unhesitatingly spread misfortune to everyone present.

Just wanting to take this opportunity to further understand some knowledge about the deities of this world.

I naturally didn't want to get involved with this existence with a terrible personality who grasped the divine power of fate.

"Hahaha, you don't need to be so serious."

Seeing my solemn and serious appearance, the halfling immediately laughed and consoled me.

"Given her personality, with so many people praying every day in the world, she might not even respond to the most devout fanatics."

"You didn't even mention her divine name. Relax, you won't be noticed."

"What's more, isn't there me!"

Speaking, Alton even tossed the lucky coin in his hand, looking quite pleased.

Hearing him say this, while I breathed a slight sigh of relief inwardly, I couldn't help but grumble internally.

Based on what I understood about the relationship between Tymora and Beshaba, if I accidentally offended the other party, plus with this follower of the goddess of fortune beside me...

The divine punishment I'd receive would probably come with a super bonus.

Whoosh—

A flash of silver light passed through the corner of my eye.

I couldn't help looking up, only to see in the dense rain curtain under the dark clouds, a completely silver-white robin shuttling through, flapping its wings as it passed.

Just feeling strange in my heart, I suddenly heard urgent footsteps ahead.

A figure with a small, thin frame, as if taking shelter from the rain, hurried past with a lowered body.

Facial features were blurred under the hood's concealment. I could only see beneath the ill-fitting coarse cloth coat, two thin and weak small legs.

Just thinking it was a passerby taking shelter from rain, I instinctively shifted my body to make way.

But unexpectedly, that thin figure seemed as if they hadn't noticed us two in front of them, and collided straight into Alton who was walking at the very front.

Halflings were small in stature, but their race gave them agility abilities exceeding ordinary people.

Just lightly turning his body, he dissipated the impact force from ahead.

He even quite kindly lifted with his hand to prevent the other party from falling.

Clearly hadn't anticipated that Alton could so easily resolve the collision force between the two.

That thin figure who, after the collision, had leaned their entire body on Alton, suddenly tilted their center of gravity, as if about to slide and fall the next second.

And precisely because of this, it revealed the other party's green and emaciated face, and...

The palm reaching toward Alton's deflated money pouch at his waist.

"A thief?"

I immediately reacted, my right hand already reaching for the hilt of the beheading longsword behind me.

Alton reacted even faster. After realizing the other party wasn't a passerby but a pickpocket targeting him.

His left hand that had been supporting the other party's arm changed from supporting to grabbing. His right leg tripped forward while his hand exerted force.

"Bang!"

The thief who'd been in a stalemate with the halfling was instantly pushed to the ground by him.

Muddy water splashed everywhere.

"Good heavens, stealing right to my face."

I hefted the two longswords on my back, my face showing some puzzlement.

Never mind the halfling—just looking at me traveling with him, from my outfit you could clearly tell I was an adventurer, right?

The other party also didn't look like they'd mastered any "rogue" direction professional combat skills.

Was their head really that thick?

Or was there some other conspiracy?

I couldn't help drawing my sword and moving forward.

The thief's actions were unexpected. After being easily tripped by the halfling, after being exposed, he had no thought of resistance whatsoever.

He just followed Alton's force, violently rolling twice on the ground, his coarse linen cloth covered in muddy water.

Then using hands and feet, he turned and fled in a pathetic escape.

I looked at his retreating back. I naturally couldn't let this pickpocket escape so easily.

I suddenly took two steps forward, but then abruptly stopped.

It wasn't because I'd discovered some clue and given up the chase.

It was because a thick and powerful large hand suddenly extended from the corner at the end of the street.

With just one grab, it firmly caught the thief's collar like iron.

Toes leaving the ground, the thin-framed burglar was slowly lifted up like a chick.

The blond man wearing a sheriff's uniform then appeared before us two.

"Joey, what have you done again!?"

A low shout suppressing anger came through the rain.

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