Chapter 214: Jeflo the Redeemer
If audio player doesn't work, press Stop then Play button again
The long voyage tortured the spirits of the two of them. The low-calorie onions could not be eaten too much because of their pungency. Although she didn't want this, Carlotta was too weak, and she passed out of hunger.
Ella's situation is just as bad. She can persist from her hometown to the present, which is a miracle.
The onions were harvested on June 15th, but this fleet pulled too many onions. When the fleet arrived at the Mellaren market, it was already the morning of the 17th!
Even in mid-to-late June, the climate in Northern Europe can only be described as warm and humid. Every night is relatively cold, although this does not affect a large number of boys playing in the lake during the day.
Eat onions to fill your stomach? It is useless at all, otherwise people who lose weight will not pursue it.
The linen was opened, and the sailors were taken aback.
"Wow! Is there an Onion Fairy? Here are the heads of two girls?!"
"Are you a fool? Could it be that the girl from the Yelmalen was brought over by us?"
"Maybe, kids like to play, some like climbing trees, some like... hey, get into the onion pile."
The sailor had never seen such a thing, but the owner of the fleet realized the problem: "Don't laugh, these must be two little thieves."
They only came to their senses when they were brutally pulled out by the sailor.
Carlota's mind was very confused, and when she was sober, her leg pain came back.
She was dragged by her clothes that were about to be torn apart, because her body was covered with onion-rooted soil, their delicate faces were completely covered, and they looked really dirty at first glance!
"Here, is it Mellaren?" Carlotta asked weakly.
"You two are mice! I almost ruined my onion. I'm not a villain. Go away now!" The businessman didn't intend to punish the two children at all. He didn't even care about the girl's mumbling. He just wanted to expel the child.
Because the merchants arrived at the port of the Melalen people, it was a crowded place, and the Melalen people hated the violence in the trade zone very much.
Even if the businessman is angry, he won't be angry at two children who look like beggars.
Without Carlotta's explanation, the two were rudely thrown ashore.
The businessman also shouted in "kindness": "Little beggar, go and pray! I hope the people of Mellaren are kind."
It was knees on the ground again, Carlotta was strong this time and did not scream loudly. She bit her two declining baby teeth in pain, and then desperately dragged her unidentified sister, staggering towards a narrow street.
"Mouse in a panic." The businessman grinned and cursed his own bad luck, and then faced the sailor who was still laughing and discussing: "There are no onion fairies, don't laugh! Check our onions and see how much the two rats have damaged. ."
In similar situations, the people of Mellaren are seen a lot. There are always small thieves who venture to steal the merchants’ finances. The troubled Mellaren’s army must be executed regularly to maintain order.
People walking in the port are all paying attention to the freshly arrived onions. Who cares about the two little beggars?
The two got into a hidden damp corner of a dirty street, a corner dumping feces. It really stinks and dare not, and only here, can temporarily give the sisters short-term peace.
Carlotta sat down with a mouthful of blood, covering her knees with her hands, her face blushing.
Ella tried to comfort her sister, in exchange for her sister's strong wry smile.
"Sister, what shall we do? Is this Mellaren? Is your mouth okay?"
"It's... it's Mellaren. I lost my tooth, and a new one will grow up in the future."
"Now... what shall we do." Ella asked anxiously.
How to do? Now Carlota doesn't know what to do? But the survival instinct told her that she and her sister must be strong and alive.
Perhaps happiness is ahead, this is the suffering in this fate has not passed.
She reluctantly told her sister: "We need to find the leader of the Mellaren people and tell him our experience, our tribe. We will definitely get preferential treatment."
"Well, there is a sister here, I am not afraid of anything." With that, Ella doesn't care about the stench around her, she leaned close to her sister and cuddled up. Only in this way, Carlotta and Ella, the poor sisters, felt it. Valuable warmth.
The messy and disgusting corner is only a temporary refuge. After nightfall, they just left without arousing anyone's attention, and no one cares about the fate of street beggars.
If you really want to care, it is the attitude of Chief Mellaren, whether he accepts the suggestions of the tribe and nobles and executes all the street beggars.
In this way, this group of potential thieves can disappear forever, and businessmen no longer have to worry about their accidental losses.
The size of Mellaren surpassed Carlotta and Ella's imagination!
Compared with the hometown, this place is obviously richer.
But Mellaren is beautiful again, does this place have its own place to stand? Do not! No.
A bright future is still far away.
And there are already beggars here, as many children as them in ragged clothes? Talk to a real beggar? Carlotta didn't dare, even Ella didn't dare, or they didn't bother at all.
The two children have found a dark, damp, low alley. The only advantage here is that this place is not a place where excrement is dumped. It is just a gap in the stone walls of the two houses.
Perhaps, before contacting the leader of the Mellaren, this is his refuge.
They were waiting for a suitable opportunity, and the days passed a little bit.
But Carlota's injuries got worse, and the long-term hunger was about to wear away her last vitality! The elder sister gave most of the leftovers collected to her younger sister, and it was not her sister's peace in exchange.
Both girls are struggling between life and death, and until now, Ella still firmly believes in her sister.
Until a terrible tipping point, the sister's head was enough, and the sister's spirit was not awakened even if the sister pushed hard.
"Sister! You...you..."
Ella felt that her lovely sister had left her and went to meet her long-dead parents.
Do not! She can't die!
A dirty and crying Ella, she always believes in a miracle, that is, when she comes to Mellaren, she and her sister will be redeemed.
Because the Valkyrie has given favors, it may be that neither he nor her sister met the noble person sent by the Valkyrie.
Weeping Ella rushed out of the alley where she was hiding, exposed to the same dirty street, crying to passers-by.
"Please! Save my sister!"
"I beg you! My sister is dying!"
"Which one of you will save us! Uuuuu..."
Poor and pathetic, Ella just knelt on the ground and groaned. She was so weak that she almost fainted from crying, and her eyes were swollen from crying.
Who cares about a dirty little beggar who is passing by the Melalen tribe? Especially a little girl beggar.
Because if it were a little boy, there might be well-meaning people who would take him home and train him to become a loyal male servant. As for the maid, of course it is also needed, but normal people will not think that taking away a suspicious female beggar is the right decision.
And this kind of dirty skinny little girl, even the bustard who is in the skin and meat business, would not pay attention. That group of people raises children who can't afford to buy from a serious family.
A group of children wandering on the streets of Mellaren, the street girls here are the most despised group. They often die like a mouse on the street. The corpse is found by the Mellaren and pulled away and buried in a pit.
Is it true that coming to Mellaren with hope, in exchange for the end of death?
Do not!
A great kind man gave Gould a request, and Gould arranged for his trusted subordinate, Jeflo, to help his future master complete his kind deeds.
Jeflo landed with more than twenty people. They were not selling Gould's goods. In this regard, the Gould family was personally responsible for a group of mercenaries engaged in armed guards. They accepted new and new tasks.
Jeflo has only one task-to collect as many helpless children on the street as possible.
For this task, Yevlo fully supports it! He imagined that he could find the poor Finn child in the slave market in Mälaren, that is, his own tribe.
Nearly twenty years ago, at that time, he was pitiful and helpless. Now, he has the ability and only wants to save his own family.
However, this year's slave market has only another group of poor Britons, and there is no Finn.
Helpless children still have to be collected. There are no restrictions on men and women here. Even beggars, as long as they are generally healthy, it can be said that one is counted as one.
The sharp cry of a little girl caught Jevlo’s attention. He thought that it was only the parents admonishing the children in the street. When she led people to find out, he realized that there was almost a fig leaf left in the clothes, covered in dirt and light. The little girl with hidden feet was crying bitterly.
A little beggar?
Do not! The problem is probably not simple.
After all, Jeflo was already a fighter, which made him extremely sensitive to metallic things. Because the sword is of metallic color, only by seeing its color can you avoid being hit in battle.
Even if it was dirty, Jeflo saw the hairpin on the girl's hair braid.
This card is not ordinary, saying that it is a child abandoned by his parents, how can he wear a card made of silver?
what? She also said there is a sister?
Jeflo shook his neck: "Brothers, save her, it seems that there is still a girl in this alley."
"Boss, okay? I think she is too dirty and will make us fleas."
"Yes, boss, why do we? There are other children, this little girl is destined to die, we..."
"Shut up. Just get dirty, shave your hair clean, and wash it with soap." Yevlo said displeased, "I think it's abnormal. I have a hunch that we have saved this girl now, all of us Everyone can get benefits."
"Yes, boss." The mercenary said impatiently: "If you find one and give a silver coin, we will share it equally. Yes, the host is generous."
"No! My premonition is indescribable, come with me now! Remember, I am your captain." After that, Yevlo flicked his neck and moved forward.
The mercenaries had no choice but to approach the little girl who had been crying for a long time and had been ignored.
Ella, her crying red eyes saw a large group of people standing in front of her. They were shockingly armed.
Ella slumped directly on the ground, then subconsciously grabbed the rags of her torn clothes to cover her body, and then stood up tenaciously.
"Please, save my sister! She is dying! Please."
"Are you asking for help?" Yevlo asked kindly.
The girl nodded vigorously: "We must save my sister, we still have very important things!"
"Okay. Brothers, let's go." After all, Jeflo suddenly hugged the extremely light girl, it didn't matter how dirty she was.
Jeflo is so simple, the girl's so-called "important things" made him feel that things are indeed not simple.
A group of mercenaries got into the narrow box, and Yevlo suddenly saw a little girl leaning on her side.
She seems to be dead...
Jeflo put down the girl in his arms, and the child rushed over in a vigorous stride and pounced on the "corpse" of her sister.
"Boss, do you have some regrets?"
"Yes. But save one, at least one silver coin. This girl is very lucky to meet good people like us."
Yevlov stretched out his hand to stop what he said. "I'll take a look, you guys can't help yourself."
Whether it is a dead body or not, Jeflo still needs to judge for herself, she thinks the situation of the fallen girl is different. The body should be gray and white, but this child is not.
He squatted down, and while another little girl was crying, he put his hand in front of the girl's neck and fell to death. The faint pulsating touch was so real.
"My lord, is my sister dead?!"
Evlo was startled first, frowning and asked: "My child, have you not eaten for a long time?"
"Yes, my lord. My sister gave me everything she found, but she...uuuuu...I don't have a sister anymore."
"She was hungry and she didn't die at all." Yevlo smiled and looked at the crying girl: "What's your name?"
"My name is Ella, and my sister's name is Carlota." After that, the girl continued to cry, coughing and crying.
"Okay, Ella, your sister is not dead." After that, Jeflo took out dry food from his pocket-a small piece of wheat cake.
The appearance of the oatmeal completely suppressed Ella's crying, she grabbed the oatmeal out of instinct and gnawed.
Jevlo desperately shook the limp Carlotta, desperately calling the girl's name.
In the dark, Carlotta felt that he had come to the top of an empty mountain, with a turbulent sea in the distance, with clouds all over his head, one step away from him.
On the clouds, my family members are there, and their faces are full of smiles.
Suddenly, a voice like this came in my ear: "Carota! You wake me up! You can't die now!"
A cordial call from Gnostic from a male voice?
Suddenly, Carlotta, who had almost lost his soul, opened his eyes.
Her blue eyes saw the face of a strange man~www.novelhall.com~ but this face was not scary at all, and there was even a feeling that she could rely on.
"Carlotta, you finally woke up."
"You..." Carlotta said slowly with her shriveled lips: "You...know my name."
"Of course I know, I'm here to save you."
"Valkyrie sent you? Thank you..." Carlota's neck crooked as if she passed out again, and tears flowed from her eyes this time.
Evlo did not grind, and ordered his subordinates to throw a leather water bag filled with ale. He bit open the cork and poured cheap ale into the girl's mouth, rather crudely.
The cheapest ale, it can also fill your stomach at critical moments. Because the ale used here is hardly filtered, not only the alcohol content is extremely low, but the liquor is turbid, that is, the suspended oat particles! In other words, it actually contains a lot of energy.
At this moment, the wine also became sweet, and the weak Carlotta suddenly woke up. She felt that the situation was not right, and she didn't care about anything after she opened her eyes. She hugged the sleeping bag and started drinking unscrupulously.
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
The long voyage tortured the spirits of the two of them. The low-calorie onions could not be eaten too much because of their pungency. Although she didn't want this, Carlotta was too weak, and she passed out of hunger.
Ella's situation is just as bad. She can persist from her hometown to the present, which is a miracle.
The onions were harvested on June 15th, but this fleet pulled too many onions. When the fleet arrived at the Mellaren market, it was already the morning of the 17th!
Even in mid-to-late June, the climate in Northern Europe can only be described as warm and humid. Every night is relatively cold, although this does not affect a large number of boys playing in the lake during the day.
Eat onions to fill your stomach? It is useless at all, otherwise people who lose weight will not pursue it.
The linen was opened, and the sailors were taken aback.
"Wow! Is there an Onion Fairy? Here are the heads of two girls?!"
"Are you a fool? Could it be that the girl from the Yelmalen was brought over by us?"
"Maybe, kids like to play, some like climbing trees, some like... hey, get into the onion pile."
The sailor had never seen such a thing, but the owner of the fleet realized the problem: "Don't laugh, these must be two little thieves."
They only came to their senses when they were brutally pulled out by the sailor.
Carlota's mind was very confused, and when she was sober, her leg pain came back.
She was dragged by her clothes that were about to be torn apart, because her body was covered with onion-rooted soil, their delicate faces were completely covered, and they looked really dirty at first glance!
"Here, is it Mellaren?" Carlotta asked weakly.
"You two are mice! I almost ruined my onion. I'm not a villain. Go away now!" The businessman didn't intend to punish the two children at all. He didn't even care about the girl's mumbling. He just wanted to expel the child.
Because the merchants arrived at the port of the Melalen people, it was a crowded place, and the Melalen people hated the violence in the trade zone very much.
Even if the businessman is angry, he won't be angry at two children who look like beggars.
Without Carlotta's explanation, the two were rudely thrown ashore.
The businessman also shouted in "kindness": "Little beggar, go and pray! I hope the people of Mellaren are kind."
It was knees on the ground again, Carlotta was strong this time and did not scream loudly. She bit her two declining baby teeth in pain, and then desperately dragged her unidentified sister, staggering towards a narrow street.
"Mouse in a panic." The businessman grinned and cursed his own bad luck, and then faced the sailor who was still laughing and discussing: "There are no onion fairies, don't laugh! Check our onions and see how much the two rats have damaged. ."
In similar situations, the people of Mellaren are seen a lot. There are always small thieves who venture to steal the merchants’ finances. The troubled Mellaren’s army must be executed regularly to maintain order.
People walking in the port are all paying attention to the freshly arrived onions. Who cares about the two little beggars?
The two got into a hidden damp corner of a dirty street, a corner dumping feces. It really stinks and dare not, and only here, can temporarily give the sisters short-term peace.
Carlotta sat down with a mouthful of blood, covering her knees with her hands, her face blushing.
Ella tried to comfort her sister, in exchange for her sister's strong wry smile.
"Sister, what shall we do? Is this Mellaren? Is your mouth okay?"
"It's... it's Mellaren. I lost my tooth, and a new one will grow up in the future."
"Now... what shall we do." Ella asked anxiously.
How to do? Now Carlota doesn't know what to do? But the survival instinct told her that she and her sister must be strong and alive.
Perhaps happiness is ahead, this is the suffering in this fate has not passed.
She reluctantly told her sister: "We need to find the leader of the Mellaren people and tell him our experience, our tribe. We will definitely get preferential treatment."
"Well, there is a sister here, I am not afraid of anything." With that, Ella doesn't care about the stench around her, she leaned close to her sister and cuddled up. Only in this way, Carlotta and Ella, the poor sisters, felt it. Valuable warmth.
The messy and disgusting corner is only a temporary refuge. After nightfall, they just left without arousing anyone's attention, and no one cares about the fate of street beggars.
If you really want to care, it is the attitude of Chief Mellaren, whether he accepts the suggestions of the tribe and nobles and executes all the street beggars.
In this way, this group of potential thieves can disappear forever, and businessmen no longer have to worry about their accidental losses.
The size of Mellaren surpassed Carlotta and Ella's imagination!
Compared with the hometown, this place is obviously richer.
But Mellaren is beautiful again, does this place have its own place to stand? Do not! No.
A bright future is still far away.
And there are already beggars here, as many children as them in ragged clothes? Talk to a real beggar? Carlotta didn't dare, even Ella didn't dare, or they didn't bother at all.
The two children have found a dark, damp, low alley. The only advantage here is that this place is not a place where excrement is dumped. It is just a gap in the stone walls of the two houses.
Perhaps, before contacting the leader of the Mellaren, this is his refuge.
They were waiting for a suitable opportunity, and the days passed a little bit.
But Carlota's injuries got worse, and the long-term hunger was about to wear away her last vitality! The elder sister gave most of the leftovers collected to her younger sister, and it was not her sister's peace in exchange.
Both girls are struggling between life and death, and until now, Ella still firmly believes in her sister.
Until a terrible tipping point, the sister's head was enough, and the sister's spirit was not awakened even if the sister pushed hard.
"Sister! You...you..."
Ella felt that her lovely sister had left her and went to meet her long-dead parents.
Do not! She can't die!
A dirty and crying Ella, she always believes in a miracle, that is, when she comes to Mellaren, she and her sister will be redeemed.
Because the Valkyrie has given favors, it may be that neither he nor her sister met the noble person sent by the Valkyrie.
Weeping Ella rushed out of the alley where she was hiding, exposed to the same dirty street, crying to passers-by.
"Please! Save my sister!"
"I beg you! My sister is dying!"
"Which one of you will save us! Uuuuu..."
Poor and pathetic, Ella just knelt on the ground and groaned. She was so weak that she almost fainted from crying, and her eyes were swollen from crying.
Who cares about a dirty little beggar who is passing by the Melalen tribe? Especially a little girl beggar.
Because if it were a little boy, there might be well-meaning people who would take him home and train him to become a loyal male servant. As for the maid, of course it is also needed, but normal people will not think that taking away a suspicious female beggar is the right decision.
And this kind of dirty skinny little girl, even the bustard who is in the skin and meat business, would not pay attention. That group of people raises children who can't afford to buy from a serious family.
A group of children wandering on the streets of Mellaren, the street girls here are the most despised group. They often die like a mouse on the street. The corpse is found by the Mellaren and pulled away and buried in a pit.
Is it true that coming to Mellaren with hope, in exchange for the end of death?
Do not!
A great kind man gave Gould a request, and Gould arranged for his trusted subordinate, Jeflo, to help his future master complete his kind deeds.
Jeflo landed with more than twenty people. They were not selling Gould's goods. In this regard, the Gould family was personally responsible for a group of mercenaries engaged in armed guards. They accepted new and new tasks.
Jeflo has only one task-to collect as many helpless children on the street as possible.
For this task, Yevlo fully supports it! He imagined that he could find the poor Finn child in the slave market in Mälaren, that is, his own tribe.
Nearly twenty years ago, at that time, he was pitiful and helpless. Now, he has the ability and only wants to save his own family.
However, this year's slave market has only another group of poor Britons, and there is no Finn.
Helpless children still have to be collected. There are no restrictions on men and women here. Even beggars, as long as they are generally healthy, it can be said that one is counted as one.
The sharp cry of a little girl caught Jevlo’s attention. He thought that it was only the parents admonishing the children in the street. When she led people to find out, he realized that there was almost a fig leaf left in the clothes, covered in dirt and light. The little girl with hidden feet was crying bitterly.
A little beggar?
Do not! The problem is probably not simple.
After all, Jeflo was already a fighter, which made him extremely sensitive to metallic things. Because the sword is of metallic color, only by seeing its color can you avoid being hit in battle.
Even if it was dirty, Jeflo saw the hairpin on the girl's hair braid.
This card is not ordinary, saying that it is a child abandoned by his parents, how can he wear a card made of silver?
what? She also said there is a sister?
Jeflo shook his neck: "Brothers, save her, it seems that there is still a girl in this alley."
"Boss, okay? I think she is too dirty and will make us fleas."
"Yes, boss, why do we? There are other children, this little girl is destined to die, we..."
"Shut up. Just get dirty, shave your hair clean, and wash it with soap." Yevlo said displeased, "I think it's abnormal. I have a hunch that we have saved this girl now, all of us Everyone can get benefits."
"Yes, boss." The mercenary said impatiently: "If you find one and give a silver coin, we will share it equally. Yes, the host is generous."
"No! My premonition is indescribable, come with me now! Remember, I am your captain." After that, Yevlo flicked his neck and moved forward.
The mercenaries had no choice but to approach the little girl who had been crying for a long time and had been ignored.
Ella, her crying red eyes saw a large group of people standing in front of her. They were shockingly armed.
Ella slumped directly on the ground, then subconsciously grabbed the rags of her torn clothes to cover her body, and then stood up tenaciously.
"Please, save my sister! She is dying! Please."
"Are you asking for help?" Yevlo asked kindly.
The girl nodded vigorously: "We must save my sister, we still have very important things!"
"Okay. Brothers, let's go." After all, Jeflo suddenly hugged the extremely light girl, it didn't matter how dirty she was.
Jeflo is so simple, the girl's so-called "important things" made him feel that things are indeed not simple.
A group of mercenaries got into the narrow box, and Yevlo suddenly saw a little girl leaning on her side.
She seems to be dead...
Jeflo put down the girl in his arms, and the child rushed over in a vigorous stride and pounced on the "corpse" of her sister.
"Boss, do you have some regrets?"
"Yes. But save one, at least one silver coin. This girl is very lucky to meet good people like us."
Yevlov stretched out his hand to stop what he said. "I'll take a look, you guys can't help yourself."
Whether it is a dead body or not, Jeflo still needs to judge for herself, she thinks the situation of the fallen girl is different. The body should be gray and white, but this child is not.
He squatted down, and while another little girl was crying, he put his hand in front of the girl's neck and fell to death. The faint pulsating touch was so real.
"My lord, is my sister dead?!"
Evlo was startled first, frowning and asked: "My child, have you not eaten for a long time?"
"Yes, my lord. My sister gave me everything she found, but she...uuuuu...I don't have a sister anymore."
"She was hungry and she didn't die at all." Yevlo smiled and looked at the crying girl: "What's your name?"
"My name is Ella, and my sister's name is Carlota." After that, the girl continued to cry, coughing and crying.
"Okay, Ella, your sister is not dead." After that, Jeflo took out dry food from his pocket-a small piece of wheat cake.
The appearance of the oatmeal completely suppressed Ella's crying, she grabbed the oatmeal out of instinct and gnawed.
Jevlo desperately shook the limp Carlotta, desperately calling the girl's name.
In the dark, Carlotta felt that he had come to the top of an empty mountain, with a turbulent sea in the distance, with clouds all over his head, one step away from him.
On the clouds, my family members are there, and their faces are full of smiles.
Suddenly, a voice like this came in my ear: "Carota! You wake me up! You can't die now!"
A cordial call from Gnostic from a male voice?
Suddenly, Carlotta, who had almost lost his soul, opened his eyes.
Her blue eyes saw the face of a strange man~www.novelhall.com~ but this face was not scary at all, and there was even a feeling that she could rely on.
"Carlotta, you finally woke up."
"You..." Carlotta said slowly with her shriveled lips: "You...know my name."
"Of course I know, I'm here to save you."
"Valkyrie sent you? Thank you..." Carlota's neck crooked as if she passed out again, and tears flowed from her eyes this time.
Evlo did not grind, and ordered his subordinates to throw a leather water bag filled with ale. He bit open the cork and poured cheap ale into the girl's mouth, rather crudely.
The cheapest ale, it can also fill your stomach at critical moments. Because the ale used here is hardly filtered, not only the alcohol content is extremely low, but the liquor is turbid, that is, the suspended oat particles! In other words, it actually contains a lot of energy.
At this moment, the wine also became sweet, and the weak Carlotta suddenly woke up. She felt that the situation was not right, and she didn't care about anything after she opened her eyes. She hugged the sleeping bag and started drinking unscrupulously.
The long voyage tortured the spirits of the two of them. The low-calorie onions could not be eaten too much because of their pungency. Although she didn't want this, Carlotta was too weak, and she passed out of hunger.Ella's situation is just as bad. She can persist from her hometown to the present, which is a miracle.The onions were harvested on June 15th, but this fleet pulled too many onions. When the fleet arrived at the Mellaren market, it was already the morning of the 17th!Even in mid-to-late June, the climate in Northern Europe can only be described as warm and humid. Every night is relatively cold, although this does not affect a large number of boys playing in the lake during the day.Eat onions to fill your stomach? It is useless at all, otherwise people who lose weight will not pursue it.The linen was opened, and the sailors were taken aback."Wow! Is there an Onion Fairy? Here are the heads of two girls?!""Are you a fool? Could it be that the girl from the Yelmalen was brought over by us?""Maybe, kids like to play, some like climbing trees, some like... hey, get into the onion pile."The sailor had never seen such a thing, but the owner of the fleet realized the problem: "Don't laugh, these must be two little thieves."They only came to their senses when they were brutally pulled out by the sailor.Carlota's mind was very confused, and when she was sober, her leg pain came back.She was dragged by her clothes that were about to be torn apart, because her body was covered with onion-rooted soil, their delicate faces were completely covered, and they looked really dirty at first glance!"Here, is it Mellaren?" Carlotta asked weakly."You two are mice! I almost ruined my onion. I'm not a villain. Go away now!" The businessman didn't intend to punish the two children at all. He didn't even care about the girl's mumbling. He just wanted to expel the child.Because the merchants arrived at the port of the Melalen people, it was a crowded place, and the Melalen people hated the violence in the trade zone very much.Even if the businessman is angry, he won't be angry at two children who look like beggars.Without Carlotta's explanation, the two were rudely thrown ashore.The businessman also shouted in "kindness": "Little beggar, go and pray! I hope the people of Mellaren are kind."It was knees on the ground again, Carlotta was strong this time and did not scream loudly. She bit her two declining baby teeth in pain, and then desperately dragged her unidentified sister, staggering towards a narrow street."Mouse in a panic." The businessman grinned and cursed his own bad luck, and then faced the sailor who was still laughing and discussing: "There are no onion fairies, don't laugh! Check our onions and see how much the two rats have damaged. ."In similar situations, the people of Mellaren are seen a lot. There are always small thieves who venture to steal the merchants' finances. The troubled Mellaren's army must be executed regularly to maintain order.People walking in the port are all paying attention to the freshly arrived onions. Who cares about the two little beggars?The two got into a hidden damp corner of a dirty street, a corner dumping feces. It really stinks and dare not, and only here, can temporarily give the sisters short-term peace.Carlotta sat down with a mouthful of blood, covering her knees with her hands, her face blushing.Ella tried to comfort her sister, in exchange for her sister's strong wry smile."Sister, what shall we do? Is this Mellaren? Is your mouth okay?""It's... it's Mellaren. I lost my tooth, and a new one will grow up in the future.""Now... what shall we do." Ella asked anxiously.How to do? Now Carlota doesn't know what to do? But the survival instinct told her that she and her sister must be strong and alive.Perhaps happiness is ahead, this is the suffering in this fate has not passed.She reluctantly told her sister: "We need to find the leader of the Mellaren people and tell him our experience, our tribe. We will definitely get preferential treatment.""Well, there is a sister here, I am not afraid of anything." With that, Ella doesn't care about the stench around her, she leaned close to her sister and cuddled up. Only in this way, Carlotta and Ella, the poor sisters, felt it. Valuable warmth.The messy and disgusting corner is only a temporary refuge. After nightfall, they just left without arousing anyone's attention, and no one cares about the fate of street beggars.If you really want to care, it is the attitude of Chief Mellaren, whether he accepts the suggestions of the tribe and nobles and executes all the street beggars.In this way, this group of potential thieves can disappear forever, and businessmen no longer have to worry about their accidental losses.The size of Mellaren surpassed Carlotta and Ella's imagination!Compared with the hometown, this place is obviously richer.But Mellaren is beautiful again, does this place have its own place to stand? Do not! No.A bright future is still far away.And there are already beggars here, as many children as them in ragged clothes? Talk to a real beggar? Carlotta didn't dare, even Ella didn't dare, or they didn't bother at all.The two children have found a dark, damp, low alley. The only advantage here is that this place is not a place where excrement is dumped. It is just a gap in the stone walls of the two houses.Perhaps, before contacting the leader of the Mellaren, this is his refuge.They were waiting for a suitable opportunity, and the days passed a little bit.But Carlota's injuries got worse, and the long-term hunger was about to wear away her last vitality! The elder sister gave most of the leftovers collected to her younger sister, and it was not her sister's peace in exchange.Both girls are struggling between life and death, and until now, Ella still firmly believes in her sister.Until a terrible tipping point, the sister's head was enough, and the sister's spirit was not awakened even if the sister pushed hard."Sister! You...you..."Ella felt that her lovely sister had left her and went to meet her long-dead parents.Do not! She can't die!A dirty and crying Ella, she always believes in a miracle, that is, when she comes to Mellaren, she and her sister will be redeemed.Because the Valkyrie has given favors, it may be that neither he nor her sister met the noble person sent by the Valkyrie.Weeping Ella rushed out of the alley where she was hiding, exposed to the same dirty street, crying to passers-by."Please! Save my sister!""I beg you! My sister is dying!""Which one of you will save us! Uuuuu..."Poor and pathetic, Ella just knelt on the ground and groaned. She was so weak that she almost fainted from crying, and her eyes were swollen from crying.Who cares about a dirty little beggar who is passing by the Melalen tribe? Especially a little girl beggar.Because if it were a little boy, there might be well-meaning people who would take him home and train him to become a loyal male servant. As for the maid, of course it is also needed, but normal people will not think that taking away a suspicious female beggar is the right decision.And this kind of dirty skinny little girl, even the bustard who is in the skin and meat business, would not pay attention. That group of people raises children who can't afford to buy from a serious family.A group of children wandering on the streets of Mellaren, the street girls here are the most despised group. They often die like a mouse on the street. The corpse is found by the Mellaren and pulled away and buried in a pit.Is it true that coming to Mellaren with hope, in exchange for the end of death?Do not!A great kind man gave Gould a request, and Gould arranged for his trusted subordinate, Jeflo, to help his future master complete his kind deeds.Jeflo landed with more than twenty people. They were not selling Gould's goods. In this regard, the Gould family was personally responsible for a group of mercenaries engaged in armed guards. They accepted new and new tasks.Jeflo has only one task-to collect as many helpless children on the street as possible.For this task, Yevlo fully supports it! He imagined that he could find the poor Finn child in the slave market in Mlaren, that is, his own tribe.Nearly twenty years ago, at that time, he was pitiful and helpless. Now, he has the ability and only wants to save his own family.However, this year's slave market has only another group of poor Britons, and there is no Finn.Helpless children still have to be collected. There are no restrictions on men and women here. Even beggars, as long as they are generally healthy, it can be said that one is counted as one.The sharp cry of a little girl caught Jevlo's attention. He thought that it was only the parents admonishing the children in the street. When she led people to find out, he realized that there was almost a fig leaf left in the clothes, covered in dirt and light. The little girl with hidden feet was crying bitterly.A little beggar?Do not! The problem is probably not simple.After all, Jeflo was already a fighter, which made him extremely sensitive to metallic things. Because the sword is of metallic color, only by seeing its color can you avoid being hit in battle.Even if it was dirty, Jeflo saw the hairpin on the girl's hair braid.This card is not ordinary, saying that it is a child abandoned by his parents, how can he wear a card made of silver?what? She also said there is a sister?Jeflo shook his neck: "Brothers, save her, it seems that there is still a girl in this alley.""Boss, okay? I think she is too dirty and will make us fleas.""Yes, boss, why do we? There are other children, this little girl is destined to die, we...""Shut up. Just get dirty, shave your hair clean, and wash it with soap." Yevlo said displeased, "I think it's abnormal. I have a hunch that we have saved this girl now, all of us Everyone can get benefits.""Yes, boss." The mercenary said impatiently: "If you find one and give a silver coin, we will share it equally. Yes, the host is generous.""No! My premonition is indescribable, come with me now! Remember, I am your captain." After that, Yevlo flicked his neck and moved forward.The mercenaries had no choice but to approach the little girl who had been crying for a long time and had been ignored.Ella, her crying red eyes saw a large group of people standing in front of her. They were shockingly armed.Ella slumped directly on the ground, then subconsciously grabbed the rags of her torn clothes to cover her body, and then stood up tenaciously."Please, save my sister! She is dying! Please.""Are you asking for help?" Yevlo asked kindly.The girl nodded vigorously: "We must save my sister, we still have very important things!""Okay. Brothers, let's go." After all, Jeflo suddenly hugged the extremely light girl, it didn't matter how dirty she was.Jeflo is so simple, the girl's so-called "important things" made him feel that things are indeed not simple.A group of mercenaries got into the narrow box, and Yevlo suddenly saw a little girl leaning on her side.She seems to be dead...Jeflo put down the girl in his arms, and the child rushed over in a vigorous stride and pounced on the "corpse" of her sister."Boss, do you have some regrets?""Yes. But save one, at least one silver coin. This girl is very lucky to meet good people like us."Yevlov stretched out his hand to stop what he said. "I'll take a look, you guys can't help yourself."Whether it is a dead body or not, Jeflo still needs to judge for herself, she thinks the situation of the fallen girl is different. The body should be gray and white, but this child is not.He squatted down, and while another little girl was crying, he put his hand in front of the girl's neck and fell to death. The faint pulsating touch was so real."My lord, is my sister dead?!"Evlo was startled first, frowning and asked: "My child, have you not eaten for a long time?""Yes, my lord. My sister gave me everything she found, but she...uuuuu...I don't have a sister anymore.""She was hungry and she didn't die at all." Yevlo smiled and looked at the crying girl: "What's your name?""My name is Ella, and my sister's name is Carlota." After that, the girl continued to cry, coughing and crying."Okay, Ella, your sister is not dead." After that, Jeflo took out dry food from his pocket-a small piece of wheat cake.The appearance of the oatmeal completely suppressed Ella's crying, she grabbed the oatmeal out of instinct and gnawed.Jevlo desperately shook the limp Carlotta, desperately calling the girl's name.In the dark, Carlotta felt that he had come to the top of an empty mountain, with a turbulent sea in the distance, with clouds all over his head, one step away from him.On the clouds, my family members are there, and their faces are full of smiles.Suddenly, a voice like this came in my ear: "Carota! You wake me up! You can't die now!"A cordial call from Gnostic from a male voice?Suddenly, Carlotta, who had almost lost his soul, opened his eyes.Her blue eyes saw the face of a strange man~www.novelhall.com~ but this face was not scary at all, and there was even a feeling that she could rely on."Carlotta, you finally woke up.""You..." Carlotta said slowly with her shriveled lips: "You...know my name.""Of course I know, I'm here to save you.""Valkyrie sent you? Thank you..." Carlota's neck crooked as if she passed out again, and tears flowed from her eyes this time.Evlo did not grind, and ordered his subordinates to throw a leather water bag filled with ale. He bit open the cork and poured cheap ale into the girl's mouth, rather crudely.The cheapest ale, it can also fill your stomach at critical moments. Because the ale used here is hardly filtered, not only the alcohol content is extremely low, but the liquor is turbid, that is, the suspended oat particles! In other words, it actually contains a lot of energy.At this moment, the wine also became sweet, and the weak Carlotta suddenly woke up. She felt that the situation was not right, and she didn't care about anything after she opened her eyes. She hugged the sleeping bag and started drinking unscrupulously.
