Outside the door stood a timid little girl, about thirteen or fourteen years old, who looked a little thin and wore a washed and somewhat whitish linen dress. She kept her head down, her brown hair tied into two ponytails, and her hands grabbed each other in front of her.

"Are you?" Vane looked at the little girl and noticed that there were some bruises on the exposed part of the sleeve on her arm, and there seemed to be some marks on the lower part of her neck.

The little girl lifted her head slightly, and there was a hint of fear in her godless eyes. She glanced at Vane, bit her lip, and walked straight into the room. Vane couldn't figure out the situation for a moment, holding the doorknob and froze in place.

"Little girl, who are you looking for?" Felder asked, sitting up from the bed and looking at the little girl.

As if she didn't see him, the little girl walked into the room on her own. She looked up at the window and began to unbutton her skirt without saying a word.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Felder shouted nervously, his eyes widening. The little girl didn't stop, seeing that her skirt was about to be taken off.

Felder was in a hurry, and he stepped forward and grabbed the little girl's hands. Probably because he was pushing too hard, the little girl hunched her waist and showed a look of pain on her face.

"Little girl, you ...... What's your name?, what about your parents?" and although the little girl's strange behavior stopped, Vane still felt a little hot on her face, and she couldn't speak anymore.

Seeing that the little girl did not move, Felder tentatively let go of the little girl's hands.

The little girl's eyes were still looking out the window, and she stood motionless. Like a sculpture. The atmosphere became a little oppressive, and Vane and Felder watched right next to her.

After a long time, a whimpering sound came from her. The little girl turned around and took Wayne's arm, her face full of tears: "Big brother, you want me, or ......" She burst into tears, tears flowing down like a, and her thin shoulders kept twitching.

The cry was full of despair, like a needle piercing Vane's heart. Obojar also had prostitutes, but he didn't expect such a young girl to do this.

"Don't worry...... Wayne looked at the little girl and felt distressed for a while, he didn't know what to say to comfort, so he could only let the little girl pull and stand there at a loss.

After some time, the little girl's crying gradually stopped. Vane asked softly, "What the hell is going on?" Can you tell me about it?"

The little girl nodded, reached out to wipe her tears, and choked up: "Big brother, you don't look like bad people, I believe in you." ”

"Actually, I was sold here. Her eyes darkened, and her voice hoarse continued, "My name is Valerie, and I grew up in a seaside town in the north of the Atagar Kingdom until a few months ago. I was playing on the beach with a couple of kids from the town, and a couple of tall and strong guys got us on a boat......"

"And then you were sold to Casali?" Felder couldn't help but ask.

"No, there was only one girl about my age who got off the boat with me. A few of the younger kids didn't come down. After that, the two of us were sent here to 'receive guests'......"

Valerie seemed to remember something, and her eyes were terrified: "If I don't complete the 'mission' this time, I'm afraid I will be beaten to death by the boss......"

Felder was so angry that his eyebrows rose: "There is such a thing, I want to see who dares to touch you!"

Vane grabbed Valerie's left hand, took out a gold coin from her satchel, put it in her palm, her black eyes were full of love, and said in a serious tone: "Valerie, put this gold coin away and use it to buy an airship ticket to Atagar." ”

Valerie seemed to be a little unbelieving in her eyes, looked at the gold coin, and then at Vain, and was speechless for a long time with excitement.

"Knock knock!" came a knock on the door.

"The door is not closed, young people nowadays are really bold. With an obscene sound, the hidden door was slowly pushed open.

"Valerie, why have you been ...... for so long," the man at the door said in a half-stunned manner. He looks like a monkey with a sharp beak, the same monkey face he encountered at the sailor's doorstep. His eyes were fixed on the gold coin in Valerie's hand, a greedy glow.

"Is that you?!" Felder frowned, his right hand gripping the hilt of his sword. "You're the boss?"

"No, no, no, how could I be the boss. Monkey Face hurriedly denied. "Don't get excited, little brother, are you not satisfied with the service we provide?" the monkey face squeezed his eyebrows, deliberately aggravating the word "service".

"What service?" Elena stood in the doorway at some point, Ace and Simpson following her. She looked at the little girl behind Vane and then at the monkey face next to her, and she really didn't understand what was going on.

Felder was still angry, so he had to temporarily suppress his anger and explain it to Elena. The more Elena listened, the darker her face became.

"Don't get me wrong, this has nothing to do with me, I'm just helping with errands. The monkey face understood that he had hit the muzzle of the gun, and these outsiders were not good at this. He pretended to be innocent, but there was a sly glint in his slitted eyes.

"Okay, I got it. Go away, this kid stays here. Elena said to him.

"Elena!" Vane and Felder shouted at the same time. Both of them looked anxious, not understanding why Elena had let the monkey face go.

The monkey face was not polite, said thank you and turned around and ran.

The position where everyone stood was just over ten meters from the staircase. Elena's face was as calm as water, and she took the bow from her back, and the arrow rested on it. Draw the bow, aim, let go, and the action is done in one go.

With the distinctive sound of the friction vibration of the air, the arrow flew towards the face of the monkey who had already run to the top of the staircase. The screams were heard in the next instant, and the left calf of the monkey face was pierced by an arrow, and it was firmly anchored to the wall next to it.

Many people opened the doors and came out to watch the excitement, and the guests on the first floor also craned their necks to look up.

The monkey's face turned pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his head. He crouched down, gritting his teeth and trying to pull the arrow out of the wall, but it was all in vain, a large amount of blood gushing out of the wound, and screams kept coming. He had to break the arrow, he turned his head to look at the crowd, his eyes were resentful, and he limped downstairs.

"Isn't that a monkey face, how did it get like that?" asked one of them.

"I don't know, it seems that I offended those people. ”

"Offended? I think those people are unlucky, who doesn't know the horror of that person. ”

"I just want to know if there will be any more 'service' in the future. Tsk, Valerie is ...... compared to the old women in the alley."

The obscene voices around him came uncontrollably, and Valerie hid behind Vane and sobbed softly. Vane trembled uncontrollably, a wave of anger burning in his heart. He didn't understand what was wrong with the people here, ugly crimes walking in the sun, people were turning a blind eye and even talking about it.

"Oh my God, why are you getting me in such a big trouble? With the sound of footsteps, a man ran up the stairs.