Chapter 257: A Prestigious And Kind Knight (II)
As Drystan saw the young boy snatch the fruit and attempt to escape, he immediately shouted for him to stop. The thief ran amidst the crowd, taking the opportunity to flee within the sea of people in the plaza with his small stature.
Determined to apprehend the thief, the knight swiftly manoeuvred through the crowd, and with his fast act, he managed to catch hold of the running boy’s shirt from behind. Despite his struggles, Drystan’s firm grip held him in place, preventing his escape.
"Let me go! Let me go!" the young boy cried out, his voice filled with panic.
"Stop it now!" Drystan’s authoritative tone resonated through the air, frightening the young thief and causing him to freeze in place.
The onlookers watched from the side, but none stopped to interfere. They took a glance and then continued walking.
Overwhelmed by the catch, the boy’s fear turned into tears.
"Why are you stealing?" the knight asked as he knelt on the ground, turning the boy to face him.
Through his tears, the young boy uttered, "I’m sorry! My brother and I are hungry."
As Drystan’s gaze fell upon the young thief, he couldn’t help but notice the evident signs of homelessness and neglect. The boy’s dirt-covered body, marked by torn and tattered clothing, painted a poignant picture of his difficult circumstances.
"Where are your parents?" he inquired, trying to understand the child’s situation.
The boy looked down solemnly. After a moment of hesitation, he shook his head, indicating that he was an orphan.