"Comment!"

With a muffled thud, Rose's bony body slammed to the ground, blood spilled out of his mouth, nose, ears and eyes, and he finally took a deep look at this world full of despair, and closed his eyes as if relieved forever.

Morgan lay on the ground on the fourth floor of the factory, his mouth wide open, but no sound came out.

The overseer turned around and walked slowly to Morgan lying on the ground, rubbing his wrist as he walked: "Now it's your turn, I don't think any child laborers will dare to contradict me in the future!"

With anger and hatred in his eyes, Morgan gritted his teeth and said, "One day, you will pay for the sins you have committed!"

The overseer walked up to Morgan, with mockery in his eyes, and slowly stretched out his hand to Morgan lying on the ground: "Maybe, but at least you can't wait for that time!"

Morgan gave up the useless struggle and closed his eyes in despair, as if he wanted to meet death with dignity at the end.

"Poof!"

Morgan heard a sound, what seemed to be the sound of a sword unsheathed, and he thought that maybe the Overseer was going to kill him with a dagger, and then he heard something that seemed to fall, maybe the Overseer was trying to tease him?

"Hey, what are you doing with your eyes closed?" an unfamiliar voice pierced through the silent room.

Morgan, who had his eyes closed, shuddered, and opened his eyes to look at the place where the sound came from, a man in a white robe and an olecranon hood was bent over in front of him, Morgan couldn't see his face hidden in the shadow of the hood, but he could magically see his eyes, Meghan could see that he was looking at himself, and there was sincere concern in his eyes, Morgan swore that this was the first time he had seen someone show him this look.

The overseer lay at the man's feet, and Morgan saw that the overseer's neck was red with blood, and there was a two-inch-long wound on his neck, and the blood was like an unscrewed faucet, spraying out of the wound continuously.

Morgan looked at the man in front of him blankly: "Are you an apostle sent by God to save me?"

The man seemed amused by Morgan's words, and laughed softly: "Since you can speak, then it seems that there is nothing wrong with you, I am not an apostle of God, you can call me...... Well, you can call me May!"

Trembling, he got up from the ground, stood in front of "Mei", lowered his head, and hid his face and expression in the shadows: "Mr. Mei, can you give me a weapon?"

"May" looked at Morgan in confusion, pulled out the dagger hidden in the leather boots, and handed it to Morgan in front of him: "Here you go, be careful not to hurt your hand, this dagger is very sharp!"

Morgan reached out and took the dagger: "Thank you, Mr. May!"

Morgan slowly walked over to the overseer who had fallen to the ground and was no longer alive, then half-knelt in front of the overseer's corpse and raised his arm holding the dagger high!

"Poof!!"

Morgan stabbed the dagger into the overseer's body, then pulled out the dagger, raised the dagger again, and continued to stab the overseer's body hard, once, twice, three, four......

Morgan didn't know how many times he stabbed the Overseer until his clothes were wet with the Overseer's blood, until he no longer had the strength to lift his arm.

"Bell~"

The dagger fell to the ground, and Morgan's chest rose and fell as he gasped rapidly, tears falling in large chunks, snot, tears, and blood all over his face.

Morgan stood up, stepped aside and leaned against the wall retching.

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Megan had already arrived at the Pelly Steelworks, and after he came out of Donner's bedroom, he sneaked out of the castle and drove a horse-drawn carriage to the East London district, parked the carriage in a dark alley, and evaded several waves of patrols along the way to the nearest Pelly Steelworks.

When he struggled to avoid the security guards and climbed to the roof of the factory, he saw that the window on the fourth floor was violently pushed open, and a strong arm carrying a child stretched out of the window, hanging the child outside the window on the fourth floor, and before he could react, the arm let go of his hand, and with a muffled sound, the child fell to his death!

Meghan was so angry that she almost lost her mind! He couldn't even believe that a life was so easily lost in front of him!

Megan jumped from the roof, grabbed the eaves of the fourth-floor windowsill in mid-air, quietly climbed into the fourth floor of the factory, quickly and silently approached the back of the overseer at the entrance of the building, the Hidden Blade under the wrist of her right hand popped out, Meghan covered the overseer's mouth with her left hand, and the Hidden Blade stabbed into his throat fiercely, and then the Overseer fell weakly on the cold ground.

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Megan walked up behind Morgan and gently put her hand on his shoulder: "Take a deep breath and do as I say, kid!"

Morgan did as Meghan said and took a deep breath: "Sir, I, I'm just a little unused to it, it's the first time I've hurt someone with a weapon." ”

Meghan looked at Morgan, who was much better, and nodded: "I think everyone will have this process at the beginning, just like I inherited ...... Well, it's the same with the first killing. ”

Morgan took a few deep breaths, stopped retching, sat on the ground, and looked up at Meghan: "Mr. May, why are you here?"

Meghan sat down next to Morgan: "I plan to get all the child laborers out of this factory, but I saw you as soon as I climbed up the roof." ”

Morgan's eyes widened in disbelief, "Are you telling the truth? There are eight, no, seven overseers downstairs, and three bodyguards with muskets at the gate! Are you sure you can save us alone?"

Megan stood up: "You stay here obediently, I think I will be able to deal with these people soon!"

Meghan patted Morgan on the head, turned around and walked to the window, Morgan lowered her voice and shouted to Meghan, "My name is Morgan, sir!"

Meghan turned her head and smiled at Morgan, holding her hand on the windowsill and nimbly flipping out of the window.