Heroes of Silver Moon

In the basement of the casino, the three of Simon were counting their belongings room by room.

Cirillo's ears moved slightly, as if he heard something, but being underground, he couldn't hear what these sounds were, so he didn't care.

After receiving the belongings in this room into the space ring, Simon had a smile on his face.

It has to be said that the ability of the gray forces to collect money is really good. So far, they have seized property worth thousands of gold coins.

Now there is only one last room left. This room is located in the deepest part of the basement, and the door is also quite ornately decorated. It can be seen at a glance that it is a place to store valuables.

Simon pushed open the door excitedly, and then froze for a moment.

In the room, a pretty woman in **** clothing was holding a dagger and staring at them cautiously.

The woman asked with a cold face: "Who are you? Where is that **** Joshua?"

Simon didn't reply, his eyes were sizing up every part of this woman. Compared to Irina, this woman's beauty could only be considered fair.

But the terrible thing was that the revealing clothes she was wearing were too alluring, let alone a young man like Simon, as long as he was a man, he would pay more attention to her.

"Keep watching! His eyes are almost popping out!" Seeing him like this, Irina got angry immediately, pushed Simon away and entered the room.

No, I think it has something to do with you, don't we know each other very well? Simon slandered in his heart.

In fact, Irina didn't know why she was angry, but what she experienced that day brought her and Simon closer.

Every time she saw Simon staring at other women without blinking her eyes, she always felt bored.

Entering the room, looking at the revealing clothes on this woman, Irina frowned, it was really shameless to wear such clothes.

She said in a muffled voice, "Joshua has been killed by us, who are you?"

That's right...

Hearing the news that Joshua was killed, the woman's eyes were somewhat relieved, but also somewhat sad.

Relief is because the villain who imprisoned himself has finally suffered retribution, and sadness is because he does not know where he is going.

After being trafficked for seven or eight years, I am afraid that the family has already given up on me. Besides, I am afraid that I will be secretly executed by the family after I go back.

Being bullied by some lowly gray forces, imprisoned and humiliated as female slaves, the family will never let this kind of thing be publicized!

Seeing the woman slumped on the bed in silence, Irina frowned again, and walked to the woman.

After a moment of silence, the woman seemed to have figured something out, tears welled up from the corners of her eyes, curled up on the bed, hugged her legs and began to cry bitterly.

After venting her emotions, the woman looked at the princess dress on Irina, as if she had guessed the girl's aristocratic status.

Smiling sadly, the woman told Irina a sad story.

A naive noble girl has been living a carefree life in her father's manor.

According to the original life trajectory, she should have been married to another noble family for marriage when she was seventeen or eighteen years old, and she would spend her whole life without any worries about food and clothing.

But one day, the knight's father went out on business and took away most of the guards of the manor.

Taking advantage of the emptiness of the manor's defenses, a cheerful and handsome young man sneaked over the fence and came to the manor. He tricked the girl out of the manor with sweet words and interesting stories.

Before walking far from the manor, the girl was stunned and secretly transported by human traffickers to a distant royal capital far away from her hometown.

Along the way, the girl was in a coma most of the time, unable to resist at all.

The gang boss who was sold to the gray forces was humiliated, beaten, and forced to wear revealing clothes.

The girl tried to escape, but she was always caught, and on the way, she was repeatedly abused by the lower-status thugs.

Finally, the girl's will collapsed, she completely gave up resistance, let the villain who bought her play with her at will, and completely accepted the identity of a slave girl.

After the story was told, the poor woman smiled sadly again.

Irina fell into a deep silence, seeing this woman's clothes exposed before, she subconsciously thought that this woman was shameless.

But I never thought that there is such a tragic inside story.

With a deep sadness on her face, Irina wanted to comfort this woman, but she didn't know what to say.

After going through so many things, any words of comfort are useless!

Leaning against the wall next to the door, Simon lowered his head and remained silent at the moment. Cirillo walked up to him and patted his shoulder. He just sighed and said nothing more.

In the room, the woman stretched out her hand to Irina, and Irina quickly squatted down, and moved over by herself.

Touching Irina's delicate face with her hands, the woman sighed bitterly: "That's great!"

It seems to be lamenting the beauty and purity of Irina, and it seems to be lamenting the former self.

With a little force on her right hand, the woman stabbed the dagger into her heart. She smiled and drew an end to her miserable life.

Without stopping the woman's suicide, Irina hugged the woman with a heavy heart, as if she wanted to use her own body temperature to bring warmth to this miserable woman.

She didn't know how to stop this woman. If she had encountered these things, her choice would probably be more decisive than this woman.

After a long time, the breath of life in the woman completely disappeared, Irina laid her body flat on the bed, pulled out the dagger from her chest and threw it on the ground.

He didn't care about the blood spilled from the woman, and the princess dress was dyed red in large swaths.

Erina took off the woman's revealing clothing, found a normal female clothing from the room and put it on for her, then walked out of the room silently.

Simon was waiting for her outside the door, wanting to say something but unable to speak.

Irina lowered her head without looking at the road, and directly bumped into Simon's arms, but even so, she continued to move forward until she pushed Simon against the wall behind her.

"Beggars, gray gangs, human traffickers, can we really not change this world?" Irene put her head on Simon's chest, crying in her words.

Walking all the way from the aristocratic district, Her Royal Highness got her wish and saw the things at the bottom of the society, but the more things she saw, the more she found herself powerless.

She wants to do something for these people, but her power alone is so small that she has no ability to change anything.

Simon remained silent. What could he do about the sadness he saw along the way? He is just a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, and he has no ability to change this country or the world.

He has not even figured out how to solve the Hawke family's appeal for revival, and how can he solve these problems!

He wanted to hug Irina to comfort him, but Simon's hands hesitated again and again, but he finally didn't hug Irina. He felt that he was not qualified for this yet.

Irina, who buried her head in Simon's not-so-broad chest and didn't get a response for a long time, felt a hint of disappointment and relief in her heart.

Disappointed because Simon did not respond to her appeal, and relieved because Simon, a bastard, is still very reliable, not the kind of person who will boast when his brain is hot.

Irina herself knew that those demands of hers were destined to be difficult to implement.

Mobilizing the fire elements in nature, the flames began to burn in this sinful room, and the three of Simon returned to the casino on the ground.

Seeing the blood wolf and the others, Irina's face suddenly darkened: "You all know these things about imprisoning noble women as slaves!"

The woman had escaped several times before, and there was a lot of noise in this incident. She didn't believe that other gangs would not know about it.

"This!" Blood Wolf and the others were horrified, and they were so happy to take over the place that they forgot about it.

First, face to face, and then the blood wolf smiled bitterly: "My lord, once this matter is exposed, all the gangs in the slums will be bloodbathed by those angry nobles!"

Erina's face was covered with frost, she took a deep look at these people, and said nothing more.

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Simon wanted to leave with Her Royal Highness, and if he continued to walk, he was afraid that Her Royal Highness would be irritated again.

But at this moment, Cirillo's ears twitched slightly, and he heard the low growl of the beast from nearby, and stopped Simon and Irina. He directly pulled out the long sword at his waist, and looked around cautiously.

Seeing this middle-aged swordsman with a terrifying aura, he suddenly pulled out the long sword from his waist. Blood Wolf and the others thought that the three of Simon were still angry, and wanted to kill them to vent their anger, so they also pulled out their own weapons .

There was a chilling atmosphere in the scene.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Cirillo's bewildering behavior, Simon wondered.

The blood wolf group waited for a long time, and found that the middle-aged swordsman had not moved for a long time. After observing the expression of the middle-aged swordsman, they realized that the target of the middle-aged swordsman did not seem to be themselves.

His face was slightly flushed with shame, and the blood wolf came out and asked, "My lord, who is this?"

Hush! Cirillo put his index finger together and put it on his lips, signaling for everyone to be quiet. He closed his ears and listened carefully, and found that there were more and more low growls coming from nearby.

With an ugly expression on his face, Cirillo looked at the blood wolf: "I heard the roar of the beast, are we surrounded?"

Everyone looked confused, and the beast growled? surrounded? This uncle is probably out of his mind! How could there be so many beasts in the slums!

Hearing what Cirillo said, Simon frowned slightly, and then scanned the surroundings with mental strength.

As the spiritual power drifted away, the perception belonging to the psychic also emerged, and a disgusting, disgusting breath poured into Simon's nasal cavity.

"Ouch!" Simon vomited on the spot!