In the dark cell, the woman with disheveled hair was chatting with the female elf without saying a word. Under the pale light, Aliria could see her face clearly. She was a very ordinary human woman, not very pretty.
, her figure is also very average. There was a wound on her forehead. Although it has become scarred, the blood clots still remain. There are also blood stains on her clothes, and there is a clear knife wound on her arm. You can imagine that in the past month,
, how women were tortured.
"Um……"
The woman returned weakly.
"Then how were you arrested? Did you commit any crime?"
Aliria frowned and asked.
"Crime? No. I didn't commit any crime. I just followed my husband here to sell fish..." The corners of the woman's mouth twitched, as if she was recalling that tragic experience. "You didn't commit any crime either.
Committed? But they tied you here anyway."
Alyria was silent. She had underestimated the evil of human beings before. The knights of Bretonnia once helped the wood elves defeat the Chaos Beastmen and Mogul. However, those were only some good humans. In this world, there are still
There are too many bad humans... She can only distinguish them in this way...
"What did these animals do to you?"
Aliria asked, pointing to the scars on the woman's body. It can be said that from head to toe, no part of the woman's skin is intact.
"They fucked me..."
The woman replied with dull eyes. Her expression made Aliria feel sad. She was tortured until she was left with only despair. She could understand that those prisoners sometimes just wanted to die. Marienburg is prosperous, but dark and evil.
But it breeds and spreads underground in this city. Everyone lives in an almost crazy state. The more prosperous the place, the more materialistic, and the richer the place, the more darkness and evil breed.
"On the first day I was kidnapped here, they took me to the black market to sell me publicly."
As the woman spoke, she began to recall these dark and miserable thirty days.
"If I sell it, I might be able to become a maid for a noble family, or leave this city and go somewhere else and become a slave for other rich people."
"This is sheer robbery! Wouldn't your husband be looking for you?"
Aliria asked. Her slender eyelashes were dancing, shining with innocence and hatred for this world.
"Yes...but what's the use? He can't get into the black market at all, and it's useless to look for it. Those dogs...even if he does find it, those dogs will stop him."
The woman said, looking numb.
"It's hell!"
Aliria cursed.
"You're not sold, are you?"
Alyria then asked, she knew she shouldn't ask, but she had to know the truth.
"Well... because no nobles like me. They are all dignitaries or upper-class people in this city. What they need is not a beautyless woman like me who is not even qualified to be a servant."
The woman spoke, with despair and hatred in her words. She deeply hated the world, and just like Aliria, this hatred was hidden in her heart, and she could feel it even if she just spoke.
"The result is that I was not sold, and the slave owner had to give me food and feed me. This was a loss-making transaction for him. One night, when I was sleeping soundly, I heard the cell door being opened.
I opened it, and several fierce men stood in front of me..."
She couldn't speak anymore.
Aliria hurriedly held her head and comforted her.
"It's useless to struggle and resist. There are high walls all around here, and there are vicious dogs outside the high walls, more than a dozen vicious dogs..."
The woman said painfully.
Aliria's face looked a little ugly. Although she was a wanderer in the forest, she had no weapons and couldn't do anything about it.
The woman saw her worry...
"But don't worry, I think you seem to be an elf... With your beauty, you don't have to worry about them tainting you. Black market auctions want the best goods, and we are the goods in their eyes... Those big nobles want it.
They are all clean goods... You can ask the slave owner to sell it for a good price, and he will never defile you before that..."
The woman said that her eyes dimmed. Because she knew that under her own conditions, if she continued like this, she would only face the fate of being tortured to death. If no noble wanted her for a long time.
Aliria was silent again. She was also a human, but the gap was so huge. When the forest was threatened, when the world was polluted by Chaos, the Bretonnian knights took honor and responsibility and generously went to justice. The Battle of the Blackwater River
, the battle to defend the eternal forest, Aliria has seen selfless humans, humans who fought bloody battles. However, here, she saw extremely selfish and extremely dark humans. They are filthier than sewer bugs and worse than demons.
Wanting demons. She chased Chaos and tried to find the source of Chaos. However, here, she saw humans who were even more chaotic than Chaos...
When I get out, you will die... Aliria said to herself.
Several cold footsteps came from the end of the corridor. The woman next to her immediately buried her head. Her fear came from the dark and cruel experience this month. Aliria was just about to protect her behind her, but
I found out that several jailers were coming for me.
They held various tools in their hands and had evil smiles on their faces...
…
Aliria gritted her teeth, knowing what they wanted to do to her. However, as the daughter of the forest lord, she would never let these dirty humans taint herself.
There were cold handcuffs on her wrists. Soon, several jailers opened the iron door of the cell with evil smiles. The woman huddled in the corner in fear, but it was obvious that these people were not here to find her. They stared at the woman with evil smiles.
The elf roughly dragged her out of the cage. The woman lay in the corner, watching all this in horror. However, she only saw the confident look in the female elf's eyes at the moment she was taken away.
The screams of several jailers came from the darkness... Before they could react, the female elf had already beaten them all to the ground. Even though her hands were cuffed, Aliria
There are still ways to deal with these clumsy humans. No human in this world can beat her in a duel, except for the Kislev one...
There was a sound of bones cracking, and Aliria broke the jailer's neck with her feet. The remaining two jailers lay on the ground, trembling. The evil desires in their minds disappeared in less than a minute.
They were occupied by another emotion - fear. Fear spread throughout their bodies, making them incoherent.
"key."
"I'm only asking once."
Aliria whispered.
She pulled out the dagger from the jailer's waist and pressed it against the jailer's throat. The fat jailer was trembling with fear. He was only a few millimeters away from death. The dagger used to torture slaves was pressed against him at this moment.
On his throat, the tip of the knife had pierced the outer skin, and a trace of greasy blood flowed from the cracked skin.
"In...in...in my pocket..."
As soon as the jailer finished speaking, the dagger was put into his throat, blood spurted out, and the female elf took out the bunch of keys.