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Section 111 Struggle

Martha took action with hatred, and her power was so domineering.¥f, but Elder Nos didn't even look at it. Martha rushed behind him, but lost all her strength in the air and fell to the ground in a mess.

"The lowly bloodline is always lowly. Do you forget the curse on me?" Elder North lowered his head and looked at Martha who was lying at his feet, with a full of sarcasm. "It seems that it has been too long since I taught you a lesson. You don't understand what respect and obedience are. I should let you remember this again."

As he said that, Elder North snapped his fingers and the two guards walked in.

"Take her down and whip her fifty whips, then put her in a water prison and starve for five days. No one is allowed to deliver food to her."

"Yes, elder." The guard saluted in fear, and then dragged Martha out. Martha stared at Elder North with vicious eyes, but she couldn't use any strength.

Curse, yes, that damn curse! She lost to it again. Martha can't remember how many times she has, whenever she is dissatisfied with her family, and whenever she wants to resist this ugly world, this damn curse will take away her power and her will. It makes her more powerless than a newborn baby and can be slaughtered.

Elder North's ugly face became farther and farther away, but the hatred in Martha's eyes became stronger and stronger.

"You wait, I will kill you! I will definitely kill you!"

"If you dare to insult my mother, I will cut off your limbs and plant your head into the flower pot. I will let a hundred people take care of you every day and let you taste the pain day and night! I swear!"

The vicious curse gradually faded away, but Elder North was too lazy to take a look.

"Silly girl... you can never resist me, resist this family. You will not know that from the day you were born, your spinal cord was injected into the Arthur flora. No matter how far you evolve, as long as you are still alive, you will always be a slave to the Roland family. You will never be liberated forever."

"This is the fate of a lowly person. Your mother is like this, so are you!"

When she talked to herself, Elder North began to work and gradually forgot about this unhappiness. At the same time, Martha was dragged into the torture room, whipped fifty whips and threw it into the groundwater prison.

"Elder North ordered to be hungry for five days."

The guards' orders came from outside the door, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

The water prison was very cold and dark. The smelly black water flooded Martha's chest, making her feel a suffocating loneliness and coldness. She couldn't help but tremble and tried to climb to a corner of the water prison. The terrain here was slightly higher, so that she would not be so sad. But compared with the pain in her body, Martha's heart was colder.

She already hated this place, the place she called ‘home’.

There is no warmth here, only countless deceptions and insults. The family descendants crush each other and intrigue. The family elders use and ignore her. It makes her feel like she lives in a quagmire of dirty and ugly. Although she has good power, she cannot break free and can only struggle in pain and disgust.

I want to fly freely like a bird...

In the wet and cold water prison, Martha sat down with her knees in her arms, revealing only half of her face on the water surface. The smelly black water soaked her fair skin, making her look like a lotus flower in the mud.

Before she knew it, she remembered Chen Yan, the man who had been paid attention to and gave her failure.

His evil, his madness, his independence, his strength...

Martha had to admit that although she looked down on this guy a little, she had the qualities she lacked. A quality that was not dependent on anyone and did not pray for anyone. Even if she met a strong enemy, she had never seen depression and despair in him. Even if she was in a difficult situation, she would face it with a smile.

Thinking of the words he left behind when facing Udias, Martha wanted to laugh. "If you have something to do at home, go ahead..."

"What an interesting guy, don't you know how to be afraid? Don't you know... loneliness?"

He remembered Chen Yan's second personality again. Martha frowned slightly. "... Maybe it's not that she doesn't know how to be lonely, but that she's more used to loneliness... she's used to... she's learned to talk to herself."

In the darkness, the little girl was curled up in the corner with her legs in her arms. She seemed to be crazy...

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At the same time, on the other side of the Hui River Basin, Udias had just walked out of the chapel. His burly body was as tall as a mountain, and every step he took caused a heavy tremor. Several knights came towards him and bowed to him.

"Mr. Udias, the referee asked you to go there."

"The Court?" Udias frowned, reached out to take the giant sword handed over by the servant and hung it behind him. His big hand with iron gloves spread the cloak. Then he said to them. "I have nothing to say with them, tell them not to bother me."

"This is not possible." A knight blocked Udias's path and said with a gloomy face. "This time it was a mandatory order. The Inquisition believes that you showed dissatisfaction with the Holy Decree in the last mission and need your cooperation in the investigation."

"If you refuse, then we will not invite you next time. I believe the judges of the Inquisition will be happy to communicate with you."

The tone of the knight was full of sarcasm, and Udias frowned. He lowered his head and looked at the knight coldly for a while, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Are you threatening me?"

"No, just state a fact." Feeling Udias' terrible oppression, the Knight's face paled and he hurriedly took two steps back. He was just a little knight, relying on the relatives of the referee to get to where he is today, and he dared not really face Udias.

If Udias takes action here, even his brother from the referee can't save him.

"I have brought the letter, so I won't keep it anymore." The little knight said hurriedly, turning around and leaving the chapel.

Looking at his back as he fled in panic, Udias's gaze gradually became heavier. "Has the Holy Church also begun to fall?"

"The corruption and filth of the world pollute this pure land. I seem to be able to hear the accusations of innocent people. When power is above justice, then who will safeguard justice? Who will speak for the weak again?"

Udias looked up at the dark clouds rolling in the sky in the distance, and a little pain appeared deep in his pupils. "Great Lord, your kingdom in heaven is filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants, the singing of the saints, and the joy of the people. But why not focus on this dark land? Here are more weak people who yearn for your salvation, just like the travelers in the desert long for the well."

"No, it must not be like this. It must not be your wish, it must be that we are too ungodly. It is our heart that has no self-redeem, allowing tigers and wolves to run rampant. It is our faith that has no strong belief and allowing decay to spread. This dark soil... Every minute is condensed with the whine of the weak and the grin of the evil."

"I will drive away the wolves, and let the weak preserve the lamb."

"May your will shine on the earth as if you were walking in heaven."
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