Out of nowhere a voice comes from the opposite side - "Ruwi? It is safe to say that you are back? What occurred?" The lady ought to be in her mid-thirties, not yet moderately aged. Tears are moving from her eyes so unobtrusively that nobody can comprehend that she has weeped for quite a while. She has dark imprints from stick wounds on her hands, corners of her lips contains a light dark imprint which numerous endeavors have been made to delete however no one but time can eliminate these scars.

Ruwi answers enthusiastically, nearly to where it seems like she's yelling. With watery eyes loaded up with energy and esteem, she says-

Her discourse gets cut off by the lady's meddling yet frightened voice.

"What!?"

Unexpected yells of astonishment ejected from everywhere that appeared to be the consequence of many bombed endeavors to smother it.

"I bet he simply needed food to eat, though. Pretty sure rescuing her wasn’t part of his intention." Olaf smirks.

Roy is noticing the circumstance with dumbfounded appearance in his face as though he is caught off guard for such an encounter.

"Ruw-i? Did I hear the name accurately? " A raspy voice comes out from the interior of a house. There is an inclination of savoring inebriation in the manner of speaking. The drunk stutters.

A moderately aged man with an immense mustache stumbles out. It looks unusual and slanted legs. He crouches when he walks. He strolls with the assistance of a stick. It seems like one of his legs is harmed. One of his eyes is visually impaired and there is a scar all over. There are no two front teeth. He's not enormous, he's more limited than Rui's mother. His paunch is huge. His garments are torn. The man has a jug of wine in his hand. 

Then, at that point, he spits and says with disdain - "Presently landing back the position is a far-off thing, the lord will be irate with me. How might I handle the present circumstance?"

The young lady's mom says - "That's the last straw! Your girl is out of peril, and you're managing her like this?"

He tastes a jug of wine and burps. His hand calls attention to two all the more revolting misshaped glancing lushes remaining in the entryway. 

The two welcomes Ruwi, grins and make proper acquaintance, "Ruwi. Sorry for that day." 

There's a corruption on their appearances. Perverted expression dances on their faces.

Their eyes are loaded up with outrageous desire. 

Gritting her teeth, Ruwi watches with profound contempt.

Seeing this, Roy scratches his head in a dumbfounded way, as though he would not like to be a piece of this. 

Ruwi thunders - "I've had enough of this! For a long time we are suffocated with your inept story of the fight you lost. Despicable. Everything you do is squander your cash on liquor while we experience the ill effects of neediness. You don't think often about us any longer!" 

A drop of tear is gradually diving from her eyes, which conveys the narratives of thousand days brimming with bitterness. 

Her dad's demeanor gets pale briefly, and afterward it ignites with rage. He strikes a smack all over and she tumbles to the ground.

"So coldblooded." Olaf remarks with a sad voice. 

"Ruwi! No!" Ruwi's mom shouts out and embraces her. Then, at that point, she glances back at her significant other. "Nectar! What's happening to you? Stop!" 

The man appears to have gotten passionate. He's talking in a voice that shaking as though he will begin crying any time. "Simply some fight I lost, huh? How could you say that?" 

His eyes gets weepy as he talks in a voice loaded up with profound feeling. "We battled so our spouses and youngsters could live calmly. I may have lost the fight, however we won the conflict, didn't we?" 

Then, at that point, he takes a gander at Ruwi with outrage and talks with a virus voice as though he is opposing his viciousness. "Imps like you ought to be seen however not heard." 

"Ruwi, immediately apologise to your father. Ask for forgiveness while you have the chance." Her mother's voice trembles with fear.

Then, at that point, he kicks his significant other as she falls with a cry, and says "Get far removed, wench." 

From that point onward, he continues to hit Ruwi with the stick. "Don't take a gander at your dad like that! It is safe to say that you are embarrassed about me? You ought to have a profound regard for your father. Profound regard." He neglects to hold his tears any more. 

"Stop. Please. No." Ruwi cries. 

Every one of the locals is watching the scene from a distance, yet nobody is stepping in. 

"Hey, Roy. Do something. Stop him." Olaf pleads.

"No can do. That’s none of my business." Roy shrugs.

"You're so heartless." Olaf gets upset.

Her dad yells "Who brought her here back?" Then he takes a gander at Roy. "You there. Take her back. Immediately. I don't wish to see this vermin any longer." 

The man takes a gander at him with absolute astonishment. "What did you say??" 

"That's right! You heard the man! Go, get 'em, Roy." Olaf adds enthusiastically. 

Subsequent to saying this, he pulls out his self-made weapon, and a needle shoots out of the weapon and hits the discourteous man on the cheek.

The man screams out in pain. "Aaghhhh...."

"Ugh...that was unnecessary, bozo. I could've gotten some food without the hassle." Roy whispers to Olaf.

Olaf closes his eyes and says proudly. "Hmph! Now, go and teach him a lesson."