Looking at this stubborn little girl, several guards also turned their attention to the long knife in her hand.
But at this moment, there is still hesitation among them, after all, Emenas's name is there.
"Bitch!"
Seeing that the girl was motionless, the fat guard slapped her over. Unprepared, Jenna did not completely dodge for a moment, and was slapped halfway, feeling a burning sensation on her face.
"How many more times do I need to say this?"
"Hurry up." Several people shouted.
The surrounding guards also became tougher, feeling that the girl was openly resisting and not giving them face.
Why.
Does everyone going out of the city have to be checked? Are they really doing this for the sake of the residents in the city?
I always feel like something is wrong.
Jenna's mind and emotions were in conflict with each other. She was a good and obedient child, but when faced with such a justified scolding, her heart was inevitably shaken.
Boom——
A stone hit the guard just now on the back of his head, and then fell to the ground.
"who?"
The guard shouted angrily, and the other guards turned around and looked around, but they still didn't see who took action.
Another pebble was thrown from nowhere, hitting Jina lightly on the back. She caught it with her keen backhand, and then held it. While the guards around him turned around to look around, she looked back and saw
The wrist hiding behind the room made a gesture to her.
As if for an instant, the wrist was retracted to avoid being seen by other guards.
Seeing this scene, Jena gradually gained some confidence in her heart.
Then a few more stones were thrown and hit the guards on their heads, causing them to scream in pain.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Jena broke out from the surrounding guards, got on her horse, and rushed out of the city. Even if someone tried to stop her, she was knocked away with her scabbard.
After riding outside the city for a while, she slowly stopped when she saw that there were no pursuers behind her. Then she found a corner in the woods and hid her horse there, then returned to the road and hid quietly behind a tree.
wait.
People walking out of the city passed by one after another on the road. After a long time, a man wearing a dark brown cloak walked by, and Jenna stood up.
"Please wait a moment."
The passerby turned around and turned out to be an old man with a beard. His face looked a little weathered, and he didn't seem surprised that Jenna suddenly stopped him.
"Thank you for your help." Jina knew that this was the person who helped her by throwing stones just now, and he was also the machete wielder last night.
"It's nothing, but you should be careful when going out." After the uncle gave a brief reply, he was ready to continue riding on his horse.
"Please wait a moment, where are you going?" Jenna asked.
"I don't know, I'm just walking around." The uncle replied casually.
"Please wait a moment, I want to go to Fengyan City, maybe it's just a short distance along the way." After Jina stopped the uncle, she took the horse out from the depths of the woods, then rode the horse forward, walking side by side with the uncle.
"Little girl, you are so unprepared. Walking with strangers like this will cause problems." Although the uncle said so, he did not leave early.
"But I think uncle is a good person." Jina said.
"Haha, I'm not a good person." He laughed loudly, then whipped his horse whip and increased his speed.
Jenna, who was following behind, also accelerated, and the two of them walked toward the west side, chatting casually without saying a word.
...
"Where is uncle from? I can't guess from your accent." Jina asked curiously.
"Me? I'm nowhere. I'm just wandering around, sometimes looking for some work and making some money." He said casually.
As the road progressed, the two of them walked in the wilderness and watched the sunset gradually set in the distance.
"Ha, it seems that we are going to sleep outdoors today." The uncle said.
Afterwards, the two found a place leeward, tied up their horses, found some dry firewood, and built a bonfire.
Sitting around a warm campfire, Jena talked about her own experience. She was born in a mercenary family. Although her father was not around all the time when she was a child, she lived a relatively wealthy life and had a good childhood.
"I was not so lucky. When I was a child, my family was very difficult. I did a lot of tiring work and saw a lot of unhappy things." The uncle talked about his past in an understated way.
"What does uncle think of the Halberd Faction and the Bowhunting Faction?" Along the way, Jenna had a lot of unanswerable questions and anguish in her heart.
"They are all scum, there is nothing to say." The uncle took off his boots, smelled his feet, and then turned over to shake off the dirt from the boots.
Jenna covered her nose, and then continued to ask: "Then why did you help the bow hunting sect in the city yesterday?"
"It's easy to say. Although they are all bad, at present, it seems that the bowhunting school is a little better."
"But that's it. I advise you to avoid people on both sides when you see them." The uncle added.
"However, there are only two factions in the country at present."
"So, this is a corrupt country, and the ground is full of rotting insects."
"But there are also some simple and kind-hearted villagers." Jina said hesitantly.
"Maybe, it's just that they don't have a chance. If they are organized into the teams of the two factions, they will become the same in less than three days and cannot withstand any test." The uncle whistled and took out the dried meat from the saddle bag.
The strips are skewered on wooden skewers and grilled on the fire.
"I didn't believe it at first, but looking at you, you deserve to be from Emenas." The uncle turned his eyes and looked at the girl next to the fire.
"What does it look like?" Jenna asked puzzledly.
"How should I put it? It's very ideal and innocent. Maybe Emenas is indeed a good place. It protects you children very well and allows you to see the beautiful and kind side of this world."
"Just take what the guard said to you this morning."
"You were actually hesitating at the time. You could easily break through with your own strength, but you didn't want to overstep it because of the rules and laws."
"If I hadn't taken action, I'm afraid you would have been dragged into the house by them and put down your weapons."
"this...."
"Little girl, remember one thing. Not everyone's words are worth listening to or believing."
"Don't listen to or believe a word of what some scum say. To deal with them, swords are the best words."
"If you reason with them, they will use all kinds of benevolence, morality, and overall righteousness to coerce you. Each one of them will speak with confidence and awe-inspiring righteousness."
"The truth is for those good people who are reasonable. To deal with these scum, you are simply insulting yourself by trying to reason with them."
"Then how can we tell which ones are scum and which ones are good people?"
"Then it depends on what he actually did. No matter how nice it is, it's useless. You can tell who he is by looking at the bad things he does."