Another World: My life is on the hook!

Chapter 1550 The Glory of the Sun (4)

Chapter 1550 The Glory of the Sun ([-])

He said he liked her.

I was fascinated by her from the first time I saw her.

He said the sailors on the ship liked her but they didn't dare because their captain and first mate hadn't decided yet whether to keep her or sell her, but he couldn't hold it in any longer.

Because this is the sea, no country's laws can control it, and he is the sailor who has stayed here the longest. Even if the captain knew about it, he would not expel him from the cargo ship because of a pet, because his Experience.

He grabbed the cage and tried hard to drag her out of it.

The stuffed doll in her arms was forcefully pulled out by him and thrown on the wall. The cotton wool and the coin flying in the collision were reflected in her pupils.

She heard the barking of dogs.

He saw her puppy rushing in fiercely from outside the door and biting his wrist.

It turns out that it has not forgotten her master.

But it was still the same as the rag doll in her arms. It was thrown hard against the wall. She only heard the heavy whimper and the wisp of blood scattered on the wall.

that moment.

She didn't know where the strength came from.

She grabbed the rusty iron nail outside the iron cage and stabbed it hard into his left eye when he looked back.

puff-

That shrill scream almost broke the tranquility of the entire ship.

Until a long time ago, when the captain came with the sailors who were not drunk, they saw such a bloody scene. She sat empty in the pool of blood on the ground, her face and neck were all covered with blood, and her hands It was also covered in the thick blood, and in front of her, the sailor had already stopped moving, or in other words, he had lost the ability to resist from the moment the iron nail penetrated his brain from his eye.

She stabbed it with that nail for a long time.

It took so long that his entire head was covered with blood, and the old blood had coagulated, and new blood covered it layer by layer.

that moment.

Everyone was shocked by this bloody scene, and no one dared to take a step closer.

It's not that they haven't seen blood before, it's just that they never thought that a young child could do this.

And that was that moment of hesitation.

They also lost a beautiful canary that might have fetched a good price.

Because they never expected that the girl would raise her head and, in front of all of them, use the iron nail in her hand to scratch that delicate face as if she couldn't feel the pain.

That scene cast a shadow over many sailors for a long time.

She was like a puppet that day.

His eyes were empty, and the iron nail in his hand slashed diagonally across the eye from the left side of the forehead, across the bridge of the nose, and to the side of the ear. They could even hear the clear tearing sound of the flesh being scratched.

Because Shirley told her.

in this era.

Being beautiful is the biggest sin...

From now on, no one will hurt her again...

……

She was deprived of her freedom, her wounds were only lightly bandaged, she was accused of murder, and she lost her greatest value.

But the captain did not deal with her immediately because they had already reached offshore.

All barbarism on the high seas needs to be disguised after getting close to civilized society, so that it can become a part of this civilization and be accepted by civilized society.

The customs officers came on board.

They symbolically inspected the entire ship, and at a considerable expense, they obviously neglected to inspect the lowest level of the cargo yard.

Everything is so orderly.

The steam freighters that plied across the ocean continuously transported a large amount of blood to the entire industry of the New World.

The ship will soon be docked.

And after docking.

The slaves and corpses on the ship will also be handled properly and secretly after the first evening and sent to where they should go.

The underground industrial areas that require a lot of manpower, the minerals that wander on the edge of the law, and the planters in the South who have been resisting the abolition of slavery are all very happy to have a lot of cheap manpower to consume and drive.

in the cage.

She felt the bump of the ship.

She was shackled, her head lowered, locked in a cage, and the bandage on her entire cheek was stained red.

Bumping, sailing.

Her little hands grasped the damaged doll, and she sang the low ballad for the first time in the rotten cage in a low voice, just like when she was very young, it seemed that her mother often sang in her ears. While singing softly, she coaxed her to sleep. Her lips followed her mother's lips, but she could not make the same sound as her mother.

She also held her puppy in her arms and sang softly like Shirley during the time when it was in pain.

It seems.

Such singing has the power to soothe the pain.

She couldn't tell whether she was singing for herself or for the injured puppet in her arms. Shirley said, there is warm sunshine and blue sky on the other side of the sea, and you no longer need to endure those sufferings. .

Ships docked heavily.

She heard the sound of people moving goods on the deck.

She raised her head.

From the gap in the cabin, there seemed to be a bright light shining in, falling into her eyes.

Her eyes looked and saw the light, watching it set little by little as the sun set.

That day.

In a trance, she saw the last ray of sunlight shining on her puppy's fur. It was still squatting next to her as it was the night she rescued it.

It didn't die, it survived. When night fell, it was just like the delicious food it found in the garbage dump before. It held the key chain exuding a rotten smell in its mouth innocently.

Her empty eyes seemed to have changed slightly at that moment.

click-

The lock of the cage was unlocked.

But she couldn't walk anymore, she was dying.

But her puppy grew up. It used its nose to sneak under her body and forcefully lifted her up from the cage. It didn’t forget anything. It always remembered its little master, the former one. She always led it to look for food, and she picked up a stick to help it drive away stray wild dogs.

And now it has grown up.

It can finally take its little master with it and protect her.

The sun sets.

But dawn will always come.

On the deck, the trading under the night has begun. All the black slaves have been brought up from the lowest warehouse, along with the goods smuggled in from various places. They will all dock here. Before the first night, it was quickly digested, and many buyers would wait here early, waiting for the sun to set.

During the day, there are the most prosperous and clean transactions in civilized society, but after sunset, this era will also show you the most shameful and dirty sides.

One ship after another.

Slaves, firearms, women, children, regulated addictive crops.

On the deck, the black slaves lowered their heads and walked numbly like cargo. They were lucky and unfortunate. Fortunately, they did not die from the bumps and illnesses along the way. Unfortunately, what they were about to face was A fate a thousand times more terrible than death.

Can be suddenly.

Chaotic shouting and chasing sounds came from the cabin.

All the black slaves looked over subconsciously and numbly.

that moment.

Their pupils dilated, and they once again saw the little girl who had secretly distributed food to them on many dark nights, and saw the big dog carrying the scarred girl from the cabin. In the deepest darkness, running towards the freedom in the distance.

"Catch her!!"

The sailors shouted angrily from the cabin.

All the sailors on the deck also saw the dog carrying the girl, and they almost subconsciously swarmed up to it.

But at that moment, I didn’t know where the strength came from.

The shackled black boy was the first to slam into the nearest sailor. He screamed in tears, and all the slaves on the ship slammed into the nearest sailors at that moment. .

The deck was knocked open in the chaos, opening a path to freedom.

The dog ran forward hard.

The girl behind it held it tightly.

The sun has completely set.

But it will surely rise tomorrow as well.

It will shine on this land and bring that warmth to everyone. Only it is the fairest. It will not shine more on you because you are a noble, nor will it shine on you more because you are a slave. Just a little less warmth.

Shouts, beatings, confused sirens, the sound of flintlock fire.

that moment.

It carried her on the deck, towards the direction where the sun was setting, and jumped away without hesitation with a long whimpering sound.

It was as if every fiber of its hair was covered with the brilliance of the sun at that moment.