Chapter 142

Markus's POV I don't really know how I survived at the streets knowing nothing about the outside world at all. I grew up, hidden at the count's animal farm and only had my mother. Well, my mom taught me how to read and write by drawing sticks on sand, I also know the names of shapes and colors and I could even add, subtract, multiply, and divide. I know basic things that pre-schoolers know, but I was never educated about money and how it works. All I know is that money can be used as an exchange for something, I don't know that it has it's own value. After escaping the count's mansion, I didn't stay long in the forest, for I was scared that the rumors are true. That there were shadows, rogues, and warlocks living behind the trees waiting for a prey to hunt. I don't remember how I was able to get my way out of the forest, but I remember being scared and struggling to keep myself calm and stop myself from panicking. I remembered trying taking random turns, running off to different direct