Chapter 907
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight
Chapter 907 A Trouble Maker
Rufus’ POV:
I walked out of the woods with an icy expression. The two unconscious robbers were dragged out by
the sold*iers as well.
It was gettingte. I didn’t stay there any longer. I turned my head and ordered the sold*iers to organize
a team to continue searching the area. I wanted to check if there were any other survivors. I also hoped
to locate this child’s family.
As I stud*ied the sleeping child on my shoulder, I felt that luck had been on her side today.
The military parade was going to be held in a few days. I just happened to have some free time today
to lead my sold*iers here to inspect the surroundings of the imperial capital and make preparations for
the parade.
If I hadn’t bumped into the child today, she would have d*ied.
Thews of the empire were strict. The loopholes had been revised a few years ago, leaving many
criminals who wanted to take advantage of it with nowhere to go. As a result, the crime rate had
significantly dropped in the past few years.
I had thought that no such tant robbery and murders took ce now, but instead, I encountered
such a vicious incident when I happened to go out of the city for inspections.
Initially, I found a coach bus on the road. There weren’t many survivors at that time. The robbers had
shot dead most of the passengers, and only a few children and she -wolves were alive.
I didn’t know where the robbers had escaped. After the survivors pointed us in the right direction, I led
my sold*iers into the forest to search for them.
As a result, as soon as we entered the forest, we spotted two robbers grabbing a little girl’s head and
mming it into a rock.
Fortunately, we had arrived in time, or the girl would have been dead.
But to my surprise, there was arge burn mark on one of the criminals’ faces. The wound looked new,
but there was no sign of fire around.
I wanted to figure out what had actually gone down, but we had knocked the robbers out hard and they
were still unconscious.
This was not the right time to interrogate them, not to mention that the girl in my arms was still in
danger and she required immediate treatment.
I was left with no choice but to instruct the sold*iers to take the robbers back and imprison them for
now.
The cars for me and my men were parked by the side of the road. I got into the first one, cradling the
child in my arms.
Once we were inside, the little girl seemed to have sensed that the danger was over and her grip
around my neck loosened. But she cried intermittently. Sometimes it was a cry of pain; sometimes she
called out for her mommy and someone named Arron.
Her cries were very soft. Her thin lips quivered slightly, and her bloody forehead made her look very
pitiful.
Unfortunately, I was neither her mother nor Arron. I couldn’tfort her.
My face was expressionless as she curled up in my arms. I was unwilling to soothe her.
The best I could do was hold her in my arms. I had never been a gentle person to begin with.
I didn’t know why, but my irritation was increasing by the minute. The child was still crying, but now she
wasn’t calling out for her mother or Arron anymore. Only whimpers of pain escaped her lips.
I pursed my lips and looked down, inexplicable emotions churning deep within my heart.
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“Hurry up,” I ordered the driver.
“Yes, sir,” he answered cautiously, pressing down on the elerator.
The scenery outside the window was a blur and we were steadily getting closer to the imperial pce.
The little girl in my arms finally fell silent and drifted off. I observed her for a while and I felt sorry for
her. I grabbed the coat beside me and wrapped it around her. As I was about to pull my hand away, she
gripped it and called out for Ian.
Perhaps Ian was another one of her rtives.
My expression remained smooth as I eventually left my hand within hers. She was just a kid and she
was injured. I might as well just let her be.