Manhattan, in the inner prison of Zhao Hongyu's castle.

Ever since she was conspired to be framed and sold as a slave, Jenny has lived like a year.

But compared to the average slave, her life is much better.

At least, he was not tortured by men every day, he had to eat finely, and he didn't have to do hard labor.

However, living like a pig every day still makes her feel that life is worse than death.

Since she was bought in Egypt, Jenny has lost any hope for her future.

The dungeon was cold, but not so damp, and much cleaner and more comfortable than the Egyptian place where I was imprisoned.

Clean futon bedding, very warm and soft mattress.

Although the space is very small, it is not so bad.

"I really don't understand, after buying me, they imprisoned me here, what the hell are they going to do?"

Jenny lay on the bed, staring blankly at the stone roof of the dungeon, whispering to herself.

Yes, since she came here in the Americas, she has been thrown into the dungeon.

Those young people who used to be alarmist about themselves have not seen themselves.

It's as if I've become a completely transparent person, and I've been forgotten like this.

To be honest, Jenny was happy about it earlier, because then she wouldn't have to listen to those blasphemous words, wouldn't she?

However, after a long time and no contact with people, Jenny gradually felt that her spirit was a little broken.

The feeling of being forgotten is really uncomfortable.

The doors of the dungeon are made entirely of iron, and the dungeon has no windows, and the walls are made entirely of large blocks of solid stone.

If you want to escape, it's impossible.

There is a small inlaid iron plate under the iron prison door, and every day someone will bring in their own food, and when they are finished eating, someone will naturally take it away.

Every time someone delivers food. She'll all be yelling.

If nothing else, I just want to talk to people.

But alas, no one paid any attention to her at all.

There is also a small room in the room, and I heard the young man who sent him in to imprison say that it is called a 'bathroom', which is specially used to solve physical problems.

The flush toilet in the small room amazed her for a while.

Because it's so cleverly constructed.

Jenny's wrists and ankles were heavily shackled.

It can be seen that after the people here know her identity, they are very wary of her.

The Inquisition trained assassins, hehe.

Jenny lay on the boat and smiled wryly. The corners of his mouth curled up into an ugly smile.

Alas, it looks like I've really been forgotten in this corner.

Is everything the young man said true?

Are there really other gods in this world?

And the god I believe in is a false god, made up by some people with ulterior motives?

Jenny, who had nothing to do, always had a strange expression on her face when she recalled the things that the young man named Wang Shan had told her about herself in Egypt.

From the earliest disbelief, to the most skeptical.

Jenny went through such a process.

If what the other side says is true, then people all over the continent. Have you not been deceived for a thousand years?

Oh, my God!

Jenny sat up and sat on the edge of the bed.

When she was alone, Jenny always liked Huss.

There is no way, the days in the dungeon are really hard.

If she doesn't think about something by herself. Thinking she's really going to break down.

Although she was very good, she was now only a slave prisoner in shackles.

It's simply impossible to make anything.

The dungeon was so strong that she couldn't run away if she wanted to.

At this time, Jenny was wearing a black nun's dress. It was sewn by a Manhattan tailor.

Every three days, a new set of clothes is brought together at lunchtime.

Looks like. This is to keep yourself clean and hygienic.

And every evening, the iron pipe in the bathroom will be sprayed with hot water.

During that time, I can take a comfortable hot bath.

Jenny was very curious about everything here.

Shampoo, body wash, these are things she has never seen before.

Neither on the European continent nor in the Arab world there are no such supplies.

Shampoo can make hair softer and fluffier when dry.

After using the body wash, the body is dry and fragrant.

What kind of place is this?

Even, the people here will send some very strange little things at a special time.

The female supervisor who took care of herself had an unprecedented conversation with herself, and it was from that conversation that Jenny learned that the name of that little thing was 'Hushubao', which was specially used for girls.

Of course Jenny knew what that little thing was, after all, she was also a girl, wasn't she?

Although she is only nineteen years old, at her age, she also needs to go through some things that girls go through every month.

Jenny couldn't have imagined that some of the little things here in Manhattan were so thoughtful.

Jenny had used the little thing called 'Hushu Bao', and after using it, she really admired the five-body body to the ground.

I heard the female supervisor say that this seems to be a gift from God, and it is a female god who sees that women in many planes have such pain, so she created this gadget to reduce the burden of women.

What the!

What the goddess created?

So what is the 'plane' and what is it?

Unfortunately, I only had one conversation with the female supervisor, and I haven't talked to myself since then.

This disappointed Jenny.

She still has a lot of doubts in her heart, and she really wants to find someone to explain to herself.

It would have been nice to ask her at that time, but it was impossible for the other party to answer too many questions in a short period of time and solve his doubts.

After all, there are so many questions to ask yourself.

Whoa! Whoa!

Jenny stood up, dragging her heavy shackles back and forth through the small room.

It's been a long time since I've been in the sun. So Jenny's complexion turned pale.

Staying in such a small space every day is really a painful torture for normal people.

Fortunately, Jenny is not an ordinary person, and she can bear it now.

It's just that after a long time, she herself is a little unsure, if she continues, she will be able to stand it.

"Merciful God, is this a test for me? The warriors who serve the Lord are also wavering, and maybe I will go to hell when I die. ”

Jenny slowly dragged the heavy shackles as she whispered to herself.

Live in a dungeon and face situations like this. In many cases, talking to oneself can be a good way to relieve mental stress.

Bang Dang!

Outside the gate, there was the sound of the iron door being opened.

There was a sound of footsteps in the hallway, as if someone was coming this way.

Jenny had been living in the dungeon for a few months, and in that time she had been well aware that she was the only prisoner in the entire dungeon.

Judging from the footsteps, it seemed that there were quite a few people walking over, at least five or six people.

Could it be the young man who told him blasphemous remarks?

Such a thought flashed through Jenny's mind.

She really seems to be looking for someone to talk to now, it's really a good idea.

Therefore. Jenny dragged the shackles and walked towards the door step by step.

There are windows welded with thick iron bars above the main door, so you can see the corridor outside.

At this time, the sound of conversation came.

"What happened to the girl who was being held here? Didn't get in trouble, did you? ”

Not that youth.

After hearing this voice. Jenny was a little disappointed.

Because from the sound of the conversation, you could tell that it was definitely not the young man I had seen.

Jennifer is trained, so she can totally confirm that.

"She was in good spirits, and we didn't treat her badly in terms of food and drink. It's just that there is no sunlight in this place, so she has been locked up here for a long time, and it is true that the whole person seems a little sluggish. ”

A woman's voice rang out at the end of the hallway.

Jenny said. This female voice is the one who has been watching over herself.

I also had a conversation with her, so I was very impressed by her voice.

Besides, in this dungeon, Jenny had never seen anyone else but this woman.

Therefore, it is normal to be impressed.

"Oh, that's how the dungeon has been closed for a long time, and it's nothing." , the man's voice said. "Wang Shan, this guy, I forgot about her existence after bringing this girl back, although I told it when I was leaving, but I was also very busy during this time, so I only remembered it today."

Jenny felt a little sad in her heart.

What's going on, I really forgot about them.

O forgotten people, what a tragedy.

It could be that she has been imprisoned for too long, or it may be that Jenny is not very old.

Although she was the most accessible Assassin in the Inquisition, she was still a bit like a little girl at the moment.

Footsteps rang out again, and it seemed that these people were approaching.

What's to be done?

Is it to let yourself go?

Jenny couldn't help but think about it.

However, she soon dismissed the idea.

Letting yourself go?

How can it be!

Jenny, who was behind the door, smiled wryly.

At this time, a young man who looked very young came to the opposite side of the gate.

Through the window of the bar-barred guardrail, he was looking at Jenny behind the door.

"Open the door!"

It was only a moment before the young man gave the order. (To be continued......)