Chapter 296 Woman

The Principality of Nilo is located in the south, with abundant rainfall and flat terrain, so there are many rivers. Countless rivers originating from western mountains are surging with white waves, and along the terrain, flowing into the sea to the east.

The Canglan River is one of the many rivers in the Principality of Nilo. It flowed down from the Great Snow Mountain and then entered the Principality of Nilo. The roaring water on the mountain gradually calmed down here, like a gentle and passionate woman, winding and lingering on the plain, briskly circling out a series of soft bays.

The water surface is wide and calm, clearly reflecting the green trees. Birds and beasts are singing in the forests on both sides of the river, full of vitality.

It was a very ordinary morning.

In the western suburbs of Canaan City, a house isolated on the woods on the river bank opened the door in the morning light, and a young woman with a tired face walked out of the dilapidated wooden door. She was about twenty years old and did not look pretty. She could even say that he was a mediocre woman. She walked out of the wooden door and put it in a basin with toiletries and clothes. After that, she yawned and held a full basin of clothes, rubbed her dry eyes lightly, and walked towards the riverside.

The path under her feet was bumpy. She had to hold her long skirt along the way, carefully avoiding the dirty water on the ground, and her body turned around, which made her waist look a bit exaggerated, but looking from the direction of her back, it was enough to confuse most men.

I stepped on the big rock halfway underwater, took out my clothes to wash it, and the monotonous sound of pounding clothes echoed on the shore.

While busy with her hands, she looked up and looked around, looking a little absent-minded.

A long skirt floated out with the waves, and was caught by the young woman from the corner of her eyes. She hurriedly reached out to grab it, but the hem of the long skirt fell stubbornly under the water.

"Why is it so heavy?" the woman frowned: "It's over, I don't know what's hanging up again this time."

This thing is very heavy, and even the young woman was dragged down the rock, ran several steps along the shore, and almost fell into the river. But this long skirt was very important to her, and she refused to let go if she died.

Finally, the long skirt was not that heavy, and she gradually pulled it up.

But not only the long skirt exposed the yellow water surface, but also a water column surged, with a faint black shadow wrapped in the middle.

The young woman sat on the sand on the shore with her big eyes open, her lips trembling and unable to make a sound.

The water falls, and the black shadow reveals the truth. It is a person, or a human-shaped demon.

Straws of long hair covered the face in a mess, with only half of the eyes exposed in the gap. The eyes were not as good as humans could possess. It could make people's skin hurt. Moreover, the eyes were black, and only the devil's eyes were black. The noble priests in the temple in the city said this.

He walked out of the water shakingly, coughed and walked for two steps, feeling that the long skirt was a bit hindered, so he threw it away. He walked towards the young woman step by step. The young woman shivered and shook into a ball, tears flashing in the corners of her eyes. She didn't know what would happen, and she was unable to escape and dodge.

The long skirt was thrown to the ground, and he grabbed her neckline with his left hand, and a red light flashed in his eyes.

"Don't... kill me." The woman closed her eyes and finally made a pleading voice in her mouth: "Please..."

After a "puff", the woman felt a few warm liquid splashing on her face. She hurriedly opened her eyes, but saw that the person who grabbed her collar had fallen down slantedly. Beside his mouth, the sand and his dress, there was a scary blood stain.

Escape! The first thought that flashed in her mind was to escape. But now her feet were weak and she didn't have the strength to shout for help? It's sparsely populated here, and the nearest town is twenty miles away.

She covered her mouth tightly, with tears of horror flowing from the corners of her eyes, and looked at her body with a panic look.

Although it was a torn dress, it had fine embroidery patterns on it. She had never seen such a style of clothing, but undoubtedly, this luxurious clothing was not something that ordinary people could wear.

He must be a nobleman. Well, looking at his face, he is still a little immature, and he looks only fifteen or sixteen years old. His hands are very clean and there are no calluses. It seems that he must be a nobleman, but he doesn't know why he is in trouble.

The general identity of the other party was identified, which relieved the young woman's fear a lot.

After thinking for a long time, she still reached out and gently pulled away the wet hair that was stuck to his face. She was very cautious in her movements, afraid of disturbing him. A pale and handsome face appeared in front of her... His eyes were closed, his lips were black, and his body was very hot, and he was trembling. Moreover, more importantly, his body was covered with wounds, large and small, covering his whole body.

"I'm injured... so scary..." She exclaimed, "The eyes flew past the wounds on his body that were soaked in the river and turned white and turned by the river. She should report it. Perhaps, she could get some rewards.

"Injured...man..." The young woman hugged her knees and became stunned.

An hour later, the unconscious "noble" was dragged back to the cottage by a young woman using a wooden stick. On the path, there were several intermittent traces.

The river bank has returned to peace.

The young woman was busy, cleaned the wounds for the "noble", changed her clothes, and bandaged her. Then she carried a package out of the door and walked to Canaan City twenty miles away. She was about to start her day's work, and on this continent, everyone had to work.

Gradually, there was a lot of people on the side of the road, and the young woman had already walked to the edge of the town. She didn't bother to find a place to rest, so she went straight to a pharmacy that no one cared about.

"What? Are you sick again?" The owner of the pharmacy shop looked up at her and threw a pack of medicine weakly: "Whose account is recorded?"

"No, it's not this medicine." The young woman lowered her head, looking a little panicked: "I want some...injury medicine."

The owner of the pharmacy shop rolled his eyelids and his wretched smile hung on his face: "Injury medicine? My little baby, where did you hurt?"

"Please, please give me some, I'll pay."

The boss collected the money, put a few packs of injured medicine in the woman's hand, and touched the woman's chest. The woman chuckled the door with a few chuckles at the owner of the medicine shop, lowered her head, and walked towards the other end of the street with her bag in her arms.

Along the way, she would politely avoid any man, woman, or even a running child and dare not look at him.

A child used a stone to keep her and shouted: "Prostitute...dirty prostitute!"

She smiled, she lowered her head, she walked faster, and rushed into the place where she worked.

She is a prostitute, a prostitute with extremely low status and even personality. Therefore, it is her duty to not live in the city. It is her duty to treat people when they see them, and it is even more of a blessing to be treated rudely by customers.

After a while, she was roughly stripped naked and pressed under her body, with a smile on her face. One man after another crossed her body, including farmers, hunters, and residents of the town, who chatted and laughed loudly and were free. They even placed several women similar to her together, allowing them to make various gestures at the same time, and then commented unscrupulously... She smiled, and they all smiled.

Men are synonymous with wealth and strength.

How powerful a general is depends on how many armed men he has; how great a monarch is depends on how many men he commands; even when measuring a family, everyone will first think of how many men there are in this family.

Women have to depend on men to survive, and she is the lowest-ranking category among women.

She understood these principles. She had seen those who starved to death on the roadside and those who tried to resist, and had long made her understand this. Isn’t it just a prostitute? She can even do well... Everyone is like this. No one can struggle with their own destiny, follow the river of destiny, and be content with the status quo!

After this period of time, she dragged her tired body and held the money she had harvested that day in her hand, and she returned to her home.

The unconscious "noble" was still in a coma. She carefully applied the nobles to the medicine, but was upset to find that there were too many wounds and too few medicines. Although there were some things on the nobles, they did not seem to be medicines. However, she was very lucky to find a few gems in this person's clothes.

It was a crystal clear precious gem, but she didn't dare to sell it because they would steal her gems and ask her where she got it. Because she was a prostitute, she was not worthy of having gems. Fortunately, there were some other miscellaneous items besides gems.

The next day, she exchanged some "missible items" from the noble's clothes for money and went to buy more wound medicines, and a magic scroll of healing that she exchanged for from the wanderer. With these things, she at least stabilized the injuries on the noble. However, she did not know the true value of these missed items. If she knew, maybe she would not have sold them so easily.

He no longer had a fever, his breathing was stable, and he could still drink water - which made her very happy.

On the fourth day, he opened his eyes, a pair of pure black, clear and innocent eyes that were the same color as his hair. But he just stared straight at the roof. He didn't speak.

The scars on his body gradually closed, but he still didn't speak. It was very quiet. Most of the time, he just sat in the yard, frowned and looked at the rivers and forests in the distance.

She thought he should not be a civilian, because he frowned when eating the meal he cooked, and he was very quiet. So she became more convinced that his choice was not wrong, and she was even a little complacent.

But what happened next was not so smooth.

The nobleman seemed to have been greatly hit. He didn't speak for two days and didn't even turn his eyes. On the third day, the nobleman simply went crazy, saying something that she didn't understand, and grabbed his hands in the air. After he showed the terrifying look that appeared on that day, she panickedly grabbed a wooden stick and "worked hard to calm him down."

When he woke up again, the noble's eyes became clear again, but soon he would go crazy again, so he was knocked unconscious again... and repeated many times until one day, he was beaten torment.

"It hurts so much..." The nobleman sat up, hugged his head in dissatisfaction and shouted: "Sister, why are you hitting me? Did I do something wrong?"

She held the wooden stick and opened her mouth in surprise, without answering for a long time. She had guessed many times in her heart how this nobleman was awake, but she never expected that she would have such a naive expression and such an innocent voice.

She wanted to defend herself, explain, and ask questions, but she was incoherent, so she simply stopped talking and went to get food for the nobles to eat. But when she returned to the bed, she found that the nobles shrank into the corner of the room, buried their heads deep.

"Come here to eat."

The nobleman raised his head speechlessly, and she saw the confusion on his face and the pain in his eyes.

"What’s wrong with you?"

The nobles shook their heads slowly, and they were still those clear and clear black eyes, but the pain in their eyes was even more intense and unbearable.

Did you lose some important relatives? Or was you defeated by your own enemies? She seemed to understand his feelings, but she seemed to not understand. She squatted down and asked softly, but couldn't get the answer. In the end, the noble's eyes floated and gathered on the roof again.

This nobleman was so strange, but she had to work tomorrow, so she sighed and rested.
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