Section 96 Maid

The jailer's bearded face was completely expressionless, as if he hadn't heard it at all. It's no wonder that after working in this kind of place for a long time, it will naturally become a pair of iron hearts.

"Where are we going?"

"Get in the car. The jailer finally said a word. Although there is no connection between this statement and the question of the prisoner.

Shirley had no choice but to board the car. Before getting into the car, she glanced back at the last of her eyes.

This is the prison of the city of Brasían – a small city, but actually a prison of size. This is not a deliberate act, but a historical tradition - it was once a place of exile for prisoners back when the land was still in a state of separation. Naturally, there was little incentive or money for large-scale renovation of such a small city, so the prison has been preserved to this day.

But this has some meaning today. Because with the prosperity of trade routes and the development of cities, cases of petty theft, fraud and abduction have gradually increased. There are also quite a few "guests" in this prison. In fact, when she was brought in, she felt as if the prison gate was like the bloody jaw of a fierce beast. But now that she was leaving, she felt that the gate of this black hole was a little kind. Of course, her own sanity knew that it wasn't because the cold building suddenly looked good, but that in her heart, the fear of an unknown fate overcame the fear of being a prisoner.

She didn't have much time to grieve, though, because the door was immediately shut. Then, she could clearly feel the wheels of the carriage rolling.

I guess he was sent to Wallonia. Brasian City is a small place after all, and there has never been an auction of sin slaves. Nowadays, the state has very strict control over slaves, and no one can easily become a slave unless they are serious criminals – and of course not just anyone can own slaves. From this point of view, she thinks she will be in the car for about five or six days. This special prison car was very strong, and as soon as she got into the car, she died of the desire to flee from the journey, and could only look out through that small lattice window.

"That...... Shirley, what are you doing looking left and right?"

"I don't know where we're going to be sent......"

"Hey, didn't Mr. Ashrufat agree to come down in the first place......"

"He didn't say yes, just a 'hmm' sound. And even if he says yes, he won't necessarily be able to do it. Shirley replied. "Even in preparation for our escape, we have to know where we are and what we have traveled. ”

There was a "bell" outside, and the small windows of the two prisoner cars were closed from the outside. Now it was pitch black in the carriage.

"They really won't let us know about the journey. Shirley sighed. "Looks like we're going to be sent somewhere weird. ”

"It's not that bad, is it?" said Fana.

In the dark prison car, the passage of time is not felt. I don't know how long it took for the carriage to stop suddenly. Then the door opened, and it was the bearded, domineering jailer who opened the door.

"You've arrived, come down!" said the jailer in a fierce tone.

Shirley estimated in her mind. Although time passed in the car that could not be cleared, she also knew that this trip would not take more than half a day. She jumped out of the carriage and nearly fell from her shackles, but by this time the jailer had stopped paying attention to her and was talking to a stranger on the other side. But in the middle of the carriage, a man in leather armor, with a sword on his body and the reins of a horse in his hand, was viciously admonishing her.

However, Shirley had never thought of escaping in shackles. She began to look around.

In front of her, it was a castle that was not very large, but very delicate. She was standing right in front of the main entrance of the castle. The man who spoke to the jailer was supposed to be the castle's janitor, as evidenced by the way he was dressed. On her left is a calm and beautiful lake with a view of the pastures in the distance. Some sheep are grazing carefree on the meadows. It's late autumn, but this year's temperatures are high, so the pastures are still green.

Farther away, are the cyan peaks. Although it is a mountain, it is a gentle slope type, and at a glance, you can see that the whole area of the road is a good pasture. With this lake, with this wilderness and mountainous area, this castle is not only surrounded by beautiful surroundings, but also has a good income, which can be described as a unique place. In addition, the road connecting the castle to the outside world is well built, because it is a very strong and durable stone path under her feet.

"Oops," she heard Fana sigh as she looked around to figure out where she had come.

"Sure enough, it's here. Fana said.

"Here?" Shirley immediately realized where this was. She had long known that Ashrufat had bought a castle on the outskirts of the city. She'd never actually come to see it, but Fana had been here to deliver letters before. "The castle of Ashrufat?"

As he spoke, the jailer and the janitor seemed to have finished speaking. The janitor, a man in his mid-fifties, stared at them with a smile that he didn't know whether to be sarcastic or exclaimant.

"You've arrived. The bearded jailer said to them with a blank face. Then he took out the key and unshackled his neck and legs. One by one, these torture instruments were taken away, and only one handcuff remained.

"Well, that's it, then. The jailer threw the things back into the carriage and said to the janitor. The latter immediately took out a document. The jailer opened the file, looked at it carefully, and put it away with satisfaction.

"The rest is none of our business. The jailer said hello and handed a key to the janitor. "Look for yourself. With that, he jumped into the carriage and sat side by side with the driver. Then, they began to control the carriage to turn around. On the ground, only Shirley and Fana were looking at the janitor.

"Come with me," said the janitor. "Sir Ishrufat has not returned, but the ladies are in the castle. Go first to them. ”

They entered the castle, and the gate was shut. Although this castle is livable, to be honest, it really has the style of a castle, and there are all kinds of fortifications that should be there. For example, the gate of this castle must be opened through a lifting turntable inside. Unless you have the ability to walk on the cornices, it is difficult for outsiders to sneak into the castle without permission.

The two men followed the janitor.

"Shirley," Fana whispered to her sister. "How do you ...... Are you shaking? I'm scared?"

"I'm a little worried...... We...... What happens when you meet the hostess?" said Shirley. "At the very least, I'll be beaten with a whip. This seems to be called 'killing power', so that the bought slave girl knows that she is inferior to her. ”

In fact, there is one more thing that has not been said. In modern times, the state has very strict control over slaves, which on the one hand makes it difficult for people to fall to this level easily, and on the other hand, it makes it extremely difficult for those who have been reduced to slavery to climb out of this abyss. Slaves who were private were branded with a red-hot steel stamp, which was branded directly on the slave's skin (usually on the back, shoulder, or arm). With this mark, it was impossible for slaves to escape and disguise themselves as civilians. The two of them haven't been branded yet, but it's conventional.

"No, it won't. Fana smiled and comforted her. "If it was Mr. Eshurufat's wife, it would certainly not be so bad. It should be a very gentle person, right. ”

The janitor led them through an aisle. Shirley noticed that the castle was clearly divided into two areas. The exterior looks simple and simple, but there are a lot of more luxurious furniture inside. There is a heavy gate between the inside and the outside. This may be due to the castle's defense against external attacks, even if an enemy infiltrates the castle and captures the gate. The owner of the castle only needs to close the door, and he will be able to delay for a long time, so that he has enough time to escape or call the police.

"Wait here. The janitor stopped at the door of a room. Shirley stopped here and watched the janitor walk in. She could hear the murmuring inside, but she couldn't really hear what was being said. However, panic and shock could be faintly heard in the tone of the speaker's voice.

Didn't Ashruphat tell his two fiancées about it?

After a short moment, the janitor walked out. "Go in, Madame is waiting for you here. His tone was calm, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

The only thing Shirley could do was walk inside with a sense of excitement.

It's a small living room – and possibly a smoking room. All in all the room is not very big, with a sofa and coffee table. Of course, Shirley knows that these sofas are not for herself. She came to the center of the room in a proper manner, faced the woman sitting in the room, bowed her head respectfully, and waited for an inquiry.

Of course, this did not prevent her from peeking to observe the future hostess. She remembered that Ashrufat's wives were twins, and in fact she had observed them from a distance. Of course, it's best not to mention these past events at this time. Unexpectedly, the uneasiness on the face of this "hostess" outweighed the anger. Or to put it another way, the expression on her face was not so much that she was meeting two slave girls as that she was being caught and raped in bed. The panic that could not be concealed made it possible for anyone, and even more so Shirley, of course, to guess that the woman must have been doing something secret.

After a while, the door to the other side of the room was opened. A woman who was almost identical to the "hostess" in appearance and dress rushed in. At a glance, it can be seen that the two of them are twins. It was only after the arrival of the twin sisters that the woman slowly calmed down. The twins may have been communicating something with their expressions and gestures, but Shirley couldn't see it from this angle.

"What's your name?" asked the newcomer twin.

"My name is Fana and she's my sister named Shirley. Before Shirley could speak, the sister next to her answered first. She noticed that her sister did not bow her head at all, but had a very natural attitude, as if she had applied for the position of a maid.

Shirley sighed inwardly. Fana had actually lost her ability to pronounce words, and what she said was closer to a kind of spiritual communication, which could only be heard by Shirley, who was a sister. Of course, Ashrufat can too—that's pretty strange.

"Then Fana, you ...... Ashrufat bought it?" the hostess spoke, with a hint of confusion in her voice.