"So, you were locked up here a month ago?"

In the gloomy cell, the woman with unkempt hair chatted with the female elf without saying a word. In the pale light, Aryria could see her face clearly. is a very ordinary human woman, not too good-looking, and her figure is also very average. There was a wound on her forehead, and although it was scarred, the blood clot remained. There was also blood on the torn clothes, and there was a clear knife wound on the arm. You can imagine how the woman was tortured in the month she entered.

"Hmmm......"

The woman returned weakly.

"And how did you get caught there, and did you commit any crimes?"

Aryria asked, frowning.

"Crime? no. I didn't commit any crimes, I just followed my husband here to sell fish......" The corners of the woman's mouth twitched, as if recalling that tragic experience. "Didn't you commit any crimes, but they tied you up here anyway. ”

Aryria was silent, the evil of humanity was something she had underestimated before. The knights of Bretonnia once helped the Wood Elves defeat the Chaos Beastmen and defeat Mogul. However, that is only a part of the good humans, and there are too many bad humans in this world...... She can only distinguish from this......

"What did these animals do to you?"

Elleria asked, pointing to the woman's scars. It can be said that from head to toe, there is no skin on a woman's body that is intact.

"They raped me......"

The woman replied with a glazed gaze.

"The first day I was kidnapped here, they took me to the black market and sold me publicly. ”

The woman spoke, reminiscing about the dark and miserable thirty days.

"If I sell, I may be able to become a maid in a noble family, or I may leave the city and become a slave to other rich people. ”

"It's plunder! won't your husband look for you?"

Aryria asked. Her slender eyelashes fluttered, flashing with innocence and hatred of the 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 did, the dogs would stop him. ”

The woman said, looking numb.

"It's hell!"

Aryria cursed.

"You're not sold, are you?"

She asked.

"Hmm...... Because none of the rich people fancy me, they are all middle-class, or upper-class, people in the city. What is needed is not a woman like me, who is not even qualified to be a servant. ”

The woman spoke, with despair and hatred in her words. She hated the world deeply, and like Aryria, this hatred was hidden in her heart, and she could feel it even by simply speaking.

"As a result, I was not sold, and the slave owner had to give me food and feed me, which was a loss-making deal for him. One night, while I was asleep, I heard the cell door open and several fierce men standing in front of me......"

She couldn't go on any longer.

Aryria hurriedly hugged her head and comforted her. Thirty-nine

"It's useless to struggle and resist, there are high walls on all sides, and beyond the walls there are vicious dogs, a dozen vicious dogs......"

The woman said bitterly.

Eleria's face was a little ugly, although she was a forest wanderer, but she didn't have a weapon, and she couldn't do anything about it.

The woman saw her concerns......

"But don't worry, I think you're an elf...... With your appearance, you don't have to worry about them violating you. The black market auctions want the best goods, and we are the goods in their eyes...... Those big nobles want clean girls...... Your appearance can make the slave owner sell for a good price, and he will never violate you before this......"

The woman said, her gaze darkening. Because she knew that on her own terms, if she continued like this, she would only usher in the fate of being tortured to death. If there is no nobleman for a long time.

Aryria was silent again, the same human, but the gap was so big. When the forest is threatened, when the world is polluted by chaos, the knights of Bretonnia go to justice with honor and responsibility. In the Battle of the Blackwater River, the Battle of the Eternal Forest, Aryria has seen selfless humans, bloody humans. Here, however, she meets incomparably selfish, incomparably dark human beings. They are filther than sewer bugs, more demonic than demons. She hunts down Chaos in an attempt to find its roots, however, here she sees humans who are even more chaotic than Chaos......

When I go out, it will be your time of death...... Aryria said to herself.

There were a few cold footsteps at the end of the hallway. The woman next to her immediately buried her head, her fear coming from the dark and cruel experience of this month. Aryria was about to protect her behind her, only to discover that several of the jailers were coming for her.

They had various tools in their hands and smirked evilly......

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"What's not to do? The warden doesn't know anyway. ”

"But...... ...... they'll check."

"Damn, you're less daring than a mouse. Haven't you always wanted to try it? Have you always fantasized about going to the elves? Look, the opportunity has come, and the beautiful elves are right in front of you. If you don't dare this time, you won't have a chance in the future. ”

"......"

"Shut your foul mouth, and if you don't want to, I'll do it myself. ”

Several jailers whispered outside, their conversation heard well from the cage. Clearly, these jailers had evil intentions......

Aryria gritted her teeth, she knew what they wanted to do to her. However, as the daughter of the Lord of the Forest, she would never let these filthy humans defile herself.

Cold handcuffs were on his wrists, and soon, several jailers opened the iron door of the cell with a wicked smile. The woman cowered in the corner in horror, but apparently they weren't looking for her, they smirked at the elf and dragged her out of the cage. The woman lay in the corner, watching all this in horror, however, she only saw the confident gaze of the moment the female elf was taken away.

The screams of several jailers could be heard in the darkness...... Before they could react, the female elf had already knocked them all to the ground, and even though her hands were handcuffed, Aryria still had a way to deal with these clumsy humans. There is no human in this world who can beat her in heads-up, except for the one in Kislev......

There was a crack of crackling bones, and Aryria snapped the jailer's neck with her feet, and the remaining two jailers lay on the ground, shivering. In less than a minute, the evil desires in their minds are occupied by another emotion – fear. Fear creeps through their bodies, leaving them incoherent.

"The keys. ”

"I'll just ask once. ”

Aryria whispered.

She drew the dagger from the jailer's waist and pressed it against the jailer's throat. With a slender figure, long silky hair, and a charming fragrance, such a close distance should have been a time to enjoy, but the fat jailer trembled with fear. He was only a few millimeters away from death. The dagger used to torture the slave was now pressed against his throat, the tip of the knife had pierced the outer skin, and a trace of greasy blood flowed down the cracked skin.

"In ...... At...... ...... in my pocket."

As soon as the jailer finished speaking, the dagger was sent into his throat, blood gushing out, and the keys were pulled out by the female elf.