"Oh...... Married...... yes, congratulations. ”

Mueller was not surprised to hear the news, and was even a little happy for her.

After all, it would be completely unacceptable for a beautiful girl like Nivea, who grew up in a wealthy family, to accompany a loser like him to starve and suffer.

"Are you alright...... Muller? ”

"I'm fine, don't you see, I'm smiling, I'm really congratulating you, little Nivea...... Oh...... Look at my brain, it's all frozen stupid, it's not Miss, it's Lady Nivea. ”

These words added to Nevia's guilt, and she trembled and sobbed:

"After the accident at your house, everyone persuaded me to leave, but I refused to go, and it was my mother who sent someone to escort me into a carriage and go to a foreign country.

When I got to the place, I found out that I was going to go on a blind date, and I fought and made trouble, which made my parents unhappy, but the young man kept comforting me, and said that he respected my personal decision, was willing to help me escape, and ...... He said...... He said he loved me, and it was genuine. ”

Hearing this, Muller felt much better:

"A good man, a decent person, it's rare, you should cherish him, there are not many good people in this world."

Nivea's guilty gaze was still dodging:

"Good guy...... yes, Gutmann is a nice guy, you've already met him. ”

"Yes, I saw him, I shook hands, he is such a good person, he is also polite to the poor, and he is also full of enthusiasm for the country, I like him too, you will be happy."

"Oh my God! Muller, stop torturing me!

Please, scold me a few words and slap me, okay?

I'm going crazy with guilt! I betrayed you and fell in love with someone else! ”

Nivea looked excited and became a little hysterical, she didn't know what to do, and took out a fruit knife from her small bag:

"Kill me so I can feel better."

"Are you crazy? Dangerous! Mueller was startled and slapped the fruit knife down:

"Don't be stupid...... Xiaoni, don't you understand? It's over! We can't go back! ”

"Yes...... But...... That contract is still there...... You're my fiancé...... My family has prepared a dowry, and you have also prepared a house and a wedding ring......"

"Don't say it. Xiaoni, the house was taken away by the creditor, the ring was sold, and now I am alone, I can't even support myself, where can I still be your fiancé! Seeing that you are doing well and marrying a good person, I am relieved! ”

"But...... Muller Baby...... That's how you ...... It's too haggard, too! ”

"Don't you see that? I...... I'm not who I used to be. ”

Muller sighed, he was only in his early twenties, but he looked tired, his hair was greasy, his beard was unkempt, and his appearance was withered like that of an old man.

At this time, Nivea saw clearly,

The young master of the slave trader's family, who once fell in love with her, was already dead, and the poor worker in front of her, who smelled of urine, had a face full of vicissitudes, as if he was twenty years old, and even his temperament had changed.

The edges and sharpness of Muller, which belong to the hot-blooded youth, have long been polished and smoothed out because of the walls everywhere, and the once bright eyes have become cloudy and dull, which is heart-wrenching.

Already utterly hopeless at the rotten bureaucracy of the kingdom of Solan, with his once zealous heart frozen, he has raised the white flag against the harsh reality and has only paralyzed himself with tobacco and liquor.

Nivea wiped away tears: "Congratulations, Muller, and myself, we have stepped into the world of adulthood, hypocrisy, and all unrealistic teenage fantasies have vanished as we grow up. ”

"Xiaoni, your husband came out of the post office, I don't want to hurt you, pretend not to know each other, and never see each other again!" With that, Mueller pulled his leg and left.

But Nivea grabbed him and gave him a small piece of paper:

"This is my husband's business card, with his office address printed on the back, he is a kingdom official, maybe he can help you, promise me, you must come to him!"

Mueller nodded, slipped his business card into his coat pocket, and hurried away.

Baron Gutmann walked over with a couple of letters in his hand: "My dear, why have you talked to that worker for so long, did you know each other before?" ”

"No...... I don't know ......," Nivea lied; "He's just asking me for directions, let's go."

The road is littered with banners and enlistment points, and the coalition forces are about to launch a final assault on the Voodoo Church entrenched in the east.

After returning to the factory, after registering at the attendance office, they took off their torn coats and torn cotton pants, and the workers went to work naked, surrounded by scorching molten steel, and the slightest carelessness would cost them their lives.

The owner of the factory took several underage girls to visit the factory, and he took lollipops out of his pocket and gave them lollipops, all of them children from the slums, and their eyes were straight at the sight of the candy.

"Come with me, kids, I've got candy and dolls in my office, let's go upstairs and play."

When Muller heard all this, he should have been numb and deaf, but somehow the once ardent thoughts hit his brain again, and he could no longer bear it.

After a hard day's work, the workers were so tired that they couldn't straighten up, and they helped each other back to the dormitory, where their roommates played a few playing cards and soon fell asleep, leaving Müller alone at the head of the bed.

By the faint light of a kerosene lamp, he wrote a lengthy letter of accusation.

In the letter, he enumerated the numerous crimes committed by the factory owner, Mr. Pegin Mawalt,

Trafficking in illegal drugs, exploitation of workers, opening illegal casinos, tax evasion, money laundering, improper relations with underage girls, shoddy steel with inferior steel......

Mueller took out the business card that Nivea had given him, and her husband's official position was printed on the front -

First Degree Prosecutor of the City of St. Ferrales, Kingdom of Solan, Baron Albert Gutmann.

He flipped through the business card and copied the address on the back of the envelope in the recipient column.

And in the column of the sender's name, he wrote - anonymous.

Paste the stamps you have picked up, seal them with glue, and then throw them into the mailbox at night, and when you go back, you will be relaxed and sleep with your head covered.

The letter of complaint was sent to the recipient, Baron Gutmann was a decent man, and he was very concerned about the matter, and asked the relevant departments to file a case for this,

However, the factory owner, Mr. Pegin Mawalt, has a huge umbrella behind him, he exploits the workers, flouts labor laws, thinks badly about underage girls, and knows very well what kind of judgment his actions will incur.

In order to escape punishment, he bribed the judicial leadership of St. Ferralus,

After submitting an application to become a prosecutor, the prosecutor, Baron Gutmann, was soon interviewed by his superiors, who advised him to be nosy.

However, this did not stop this decent prosecutor from following him.

Since the boss has become corrupt, then he goes to the boss of the boss,

He used his connections in aristocratic circles to contact friends at the post office and contact the person who wrote the denunciation letter.

In the staff dormitory, the two met:

"Huh? Are you the worker who borrowed fire from me that day? The prosecutor asked in surprise.

"Yes, Lord Baron, your wife handed me your business card, so I sent the letter to try my luck, I didn't expect you to be so concerned about this matter, and even to gamble on your reputation, I really didn't see the wrong person."

"Hey, it's hard to be a good person!

I'll tell you the bad news, all the judges in this city have been bribed by the factory owner, and there is no chance of filing a case, but don't worry, I'm using my connections to contact the top of the kingdom. ”

"Lord Baron, you are an incorruptible official, this is called Haoran righteousness!" Muller stroked his beard: "Let's find a way to bring down these moths together." ”

"It can be done, but it's difficult, this umbrella is too big, it involves the interests of many people, if we continue to pursue it, you and I will be in danger of our lives, tell me, Mr. Muller, are you ready to die for a just cause?"

"I'm not afraid of death, Lord Baron, what about you?"

"I'm a jealous man! Of course, Solan's judicial officials and greedy capitalists cannot be allowed to be in the same boat! Let's work together to make it happen! ”

"Yes, my lord, let's figure it out together! Decent high-level people...... Pregnant! Muller stood up suddenly, and his head hit the edge of the top bunk, and he pouted in pain.

He thought of the female Imperial officer who had given him a military coat and described to the prosecutor what the female officer was wearing and how she looked.

"Taller than most men, strong and agile, handsome, with silver hair and purple eyes, he exudes an unruly and wild aura......

What are you talking about...... I'm afraid it's not the princess in costume of the Valstads, Edgar Midknight, I've seen her at the ball, and it's impressive. ”

"Won't you...... That female officer is actually the emperor's daughter? ”

"I'm 100% sure it's her, this otherworldly temperament can't be learned by others."

"Princess in Disguise...... O royals...... Such big people don't even bother to look at us......"

"No, Mr. Müller, you are wrong, the Imperial Empress has a good reputation, she is known for her approachability, she lives in a military quarters, and every day she queues up with ordinary officers and soldiers to eat.

She and her husband, Prince William, had financed an orphanage in the city, and she was a war hero, a dragon slayer, a god in the army, second only to the emperor himself, and if she were to help us! ”

Mueller sighed: "Hey! I really envy the Valstas, who can work for such a good royal family, in stark contrast to our stupid king. ”

"Shhhh Be quiet! Pitchers have ears! The prosecutor made up his mind: "Great, if we can climb the relationship with the imperial princess, it will be easy to solve our little matter, but we have to hurry, we have to go to war soon." ”

The prosecutor put on a leather coat and said to Mueller:

"I'm going to contact a friend in the empire, buddy, you have to be careful, villains are everywhere, goodbye, I wish you peace!"

When the door closed, Müller felt warm in his heart,

He was no longer confused, because he had found the value of living, like-minded comrades, and he said to himself:

"If the wicked can unite as a force to cause trouble, then we decent people should also unite to fight against it!"

(Note: This sentence is derived from the end of Count Leo Tolstoy's book War and Peace.) ）