Chapter 2627: The Dirty She and the Bloody Angel (4)
"How dare you go out to do private work? Are you the butcher on the street or the farmer who smells like sweat? How much did you earn tonight? Maybe I have to use a cane to teach you what it means to be responsible..."
Yes, Alisabet's "mother" thought that she went out to do "private work" that night when she disappeared. This was something forbidden in the yard, because "mother" wanted to ensure that she could control every girl.
Then "Mom" called all the girls and began to enforce the family law.
When the wet nine-section whip hit her back hard, the pain hit her body like a white explosion, but she couldn't even react except for tears jumping out of her eyes uninvited.
.
She can only endure it, because people do not have any power in this place, they are just living objects - nothing more.
In fact, she herself didn't know why she was so fascinated by the giant. Maybe she didn't believe that it was an angel, but she just enjoyed the feeling of having a secret that others didn't know, especially when everyone else looked so disgusting.
, treat her condescendingly, or laugh at her with a smile.
When the punishment was over, "Mom" made a rare move and asked someone to give her medicine and told her that an "important guest" would be coming soon. This would be a very important reception and she had to recuperate her energy.
Alisabet was only numb to this. It had been half a year since her "mother" last told her to entertain "important guests". In fact, she was not very beautiful and her body was very thin, just because she was young -
-15 years old, some disgusting guys prefer this one.
The so-called "important guest" last time was said to be a distant relative of the mayor who served in the army. He was a tall and thin man in his forties. Her "mother" also asked her to wear a strange nun's uniform, and then there was a fight.
Nightmare, she was tortured for a day and a night, almost died, and she got only a little money that could not even buy back one tenth of her father's land.
She has been saving money to try to redeem her father's land, but she knows that this is far away. "Mom" will not let them go unless someone redeems them at a high price, but there are very few such examples. Most girls are
After being seriously ill, he disappeared silently...
Perhaps the only fantasy she has now is that the "angel" has awakened and has a way to save her, or at least... call her by name.
But she was also very scared. She was afraid that if the other person really woke up, how would she introduce herself to him?
What should she say?
When she sneaked into the warehouse again in the early morning, she was still troubled by this matter.
He was still sleeping, and the sunlight shone on him through the small crack in the roof above, making him really look like one of those injured princes in fairy tales - just like what she had heard countless times, there would be one next
A kind-hearted peasant girl passed by, picked up the injured prince, and took him home for treatment. She fell in love with the awakened prince, and finally overcame many obstacles and got married...
This was a story she had long since disbelieved, because at least the girl who picked up the prince had to be an innocent girl.
Kneeling beside him, Alisabet picked up the kettle and poured some more water for the other party, and wiped her face with a towel, as if she was taking care of her husband carefully. During the day, she could see the other party's armor more clearly.
, she pictured in her mind what the armor would look like when it was complete - it must be heavy, big, and gorgeous, worthy of his strong body and handsome face. He must have been a majestic figure at that time.
Warriors, knights, and even king-like people.
However, the question still lingered in her mind, how should she introduce herself?
Angel, have you fallen into the arms of a whore?
She couldn't tell...
But at least with this sleeping warrior, she finally gained a sense of security. She was afraid of returning to that home, afraid of continuing to do the things she hated. It might just be her fantasy that made her feel safer, but he
It radiated heat like a stove and the warmth made her feel comfortable.
While she was thinking wildly, she didn't even notice that the other person's eyes had opened and he was staring at her.
After Jacob woke up, he felt pain all over his body. He realized that some of his bones were broken, his armor was almost scrapped, and his life support system was no longer functioning. Fortunately, the bleeding seemed to have stopped, and then he realized that he
It was in a dilapidated wooden house.
He remembered that he had a fierce close fight with the clan leader in the escape cabin, and finally stabbed the other party's head after paying the price of being seriously injured. However, due to the fight between the two, the escape cabin completely lost control...
He fell into a coma later on. Just when Jacob was about to get up to check himself in detail, he suddenly heard movement outside the door and lay down again.
He wanted to see who saved him and for what purpose.
However, the result surprised him. She turned out to be a little girl who looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old. She was wearing a gray dress. She had beautiful blond hair and blue eyes. She had a thin and pale face, just like he once did.
Just like my mother, just like...
But that's just a dream.
Then the girl fed him water and wiped his face, which made Jacob a little confused, but at least he could confirm that the other party was not hostile.
However, the other person seemed to be in a daze. After Jacob thought for a moment, he raised his body slightly.
"ah!"
This action made Alisabet scream in surprise, and she fell backwards and sat on the ground. Jacob also took a breath and felt that the muscles in his body were twitching, but fortunately he sat up.
"You, you, you...I, I..."
At this moment, Elisabet's mind went blank. She had never imagined that the meeting would become so sudden, and she could not even organize her words.
"What is this place."
After a while, the other party spoke a language with a strange accent. Elizabet had heard it said by a passing painter. She was curious and asked what language it was, but the other party told her that it was called Gothic.
Being stared at by the other party's majestic eyes, Alisabet's shoulders trembled slightly. She wanted to answer, but she couldn't.
Seeing the frightened look of the other party, Jacob blinked and realized that he might have scared her, so he softened his tone and asked again:
"Imperial Citizen, what is this place?"
"Imperial... citizens..."
Elisabeth didn't understand what the other party said, but she felt quite disappointed because he didn't ask her name, but she knew what the other party was asking, so she rubbed the hem of her skirt and whispered:
"It's Beishi Town..."
"How far is it from the city?"
"Two or three hundred miles... probably, I've never been there."
"Are there any troops nearby?"
"No...I haven't heard of it."
"Is there any communication equipment?"
"Communication...telephone? Some rich people have it."