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The morning light in the Southern Continent was surprisingly cool, and the hazy light like white mist was like half-dream and half-awake thoughts, dragging the consciousness of the person who was transferred, Margaret, to sink.

She seems to have returned to her hometown, to Paris after the war, and to that unforgettable day in 1944.

"Take off her clothes!!"

"They are all traitors, traitors!!"

"Shave their hair off!"

In the dim morning light, on top of the mess left by the war, everyone stood on the streets of Paris, the pearl that symbolizes the glory of France, as if forming a parade. Waiting for the day of victory.

In the year 1944, the German garrison in Paris, von Choltitz, had surrendered to the Allies, and they had finally expelled the fascist beast from the land of freedom and romance, four years before their great The unfinished glorious task of the "First Army in Europe".

But even this is of course not enough. During the years of being oppressed, they certainly still remember how the group of shameless French spies snobbishly flattered the group of Germans, and how the group of moths who climbed the ranks in this Vanity Fair The bloody romance remains.

They want to liquidate this group of damn spies and take back the dignity they gained through flattery and bowing their heads. This is the first step for the great French nation to stand up.

In the cool morning light, there was a restless din outside, as if the restless anger in the hearts of the people had been completely concretized, and it was going to completely swallow Paris like a roaring beast.

"Marguerite René, I testify that she has sold her body to gain fame and wealth in the past few years. She is an out-and-out mole. She deserves to be liquidated and dragged into this shameful team! "

"Yes, she was very good-looking, and was very well liked by a German officer, as I can attest!"

"Well, then I have to ask her to come out and have a talk."

"Open the door! Open the door!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The hustle and bustle outside the street is unknown, but at the door of a room on the second floor, a blond lady with a headscarf is squatting down. She panted and glanced at the noise outside. There was a loud knock on the door, but Margaret knelt down and looked at the daughter in front of her.

Like herself, she has long golden hair, but her eyes are full of trembling and fear at the moment, as if she is very afraid of the noise outside at the moment.

Seeing this, Margaret immediately pursed her lips. She lowered her head and stuffed a doll beside her into the little girl's hand. Then she anxiously pointed to the bedroom and whispered to the little girl,
"Matilda, go into the bedroom with your toys and don't come out. Don't move if someone comes in, and don't speak German, okay?"

".Mom, is this a toy that Uncle Schneider gave me?"

Margaret was taken aback for a moment, then nodded after pondering for a moment, and said,

".Yes."

"What about Uncle Schneider?"

"He's gone back to Germany. Be good, okay, go back to the bedroom."

"Why don't we go with him, I heard what Uncle Schneider said to you before, he wants you to leave with him"

"We're French, baby. Your father, grandpa, mother's father are all French, we're French"

Margaret lowered her head while talking, she suddenly thought of her husband who left four years ago and couldn't come back, her eyes became more and more red, obviously Margaret had already said these words in her heart I have said so many times, but for some reason, I can't do it just by repeating it to the daughter in front of me at this moment.

"I don't understand, mother."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Margaret! Open the door!"

Margaret glanced back at the door, then kissed Matilda's forehead, and then pushed her and the doll to the bedroom,

"You'll see later, baby."

As the door closed, Margaret gasped for a moment, and then she adjusted her expression, as if she was a little panicked by the people outside the door.

But after a moment of silence, she walked slowly towards the door and pushed the door open.

No one listened to her, for she was quickly dragged and shoved out of her house by the furious mob, grabbing her clothes and hair, and into the procession outside.

"Kill that spy!"

"Bang! Bang!"

There was a lot of people in the city, the roars all around, the screams in the distance, and the sound of executions almost at hand made Margaret's mind go blank. The women identified as "legal traitors" stood together and were escorted by many people to walk in the other direction of the street.

The gorgeous costumes, gold, silver and jewelry that the women got from the enemy and superiors during the Vichy period and the German occupation period were all torn clean by the furious people at this moment, and some holes were added to their clothes , walking awkwardly among the ranks, hiding from the glaring eyes of the people around him.

Of course Margaret was among them, but she was more panicked and uneasy. She wanted to say something, but the voices around her were too loud, and no one could hear her. Not even the women around me.

They were quickly taken to an overcrowded square with tens of thousands of onlookers, and there seemed to be still fresh blood and dragged away corpses on the ground.

When a man is found to be an adulterer, he is shot by his compatriots; and women, obviously luckier than them, have their hair cut off, stripped of their clothes, and dragged around in the most humiliating manner. Paraded in the streets of Paris, being wantonly insulted and trampled by the onlookers.

Margaret was pinned blankly in front of the judges, along with the same group of women who had been declared bowing to the Germans.

"Marguerite René, it has been reported that you have had close relationships with Germans in the past four years, and you have taken advantage of this way and harmed the interests of your compatriots. Do you plead guilty?"

"I don't."

Margaret lowered her head, her brain turned white, she just knelt down on the ground in humiliation, letting the knife-like and sword-like eyes and various objects be thrown around her.The people have long been dissatisfied with the group of glamorous French women who are singing and singing every night in the occupied area. They love power and do not have the slightest French integrity to do such scandals.

"You lied! We saw it with our own eyes! There is a German officer with you! You lied!"

"That's right! Damn you!"

Margaret seemed to have been stabbed in the sore spot all of a sudden, she bit her lip and lowered her head, her face was frighteningly pale,

"I have no food for my children. My husband went to join the army. He didn't come back. I didn't. Betrayed France"

"You're dishonoring your husband!"

"You're a slut!"

"buzz"

Margaret's brain turned white, and even her pale blue pupils couldn't help shrinking. These words almost caused her heart to stop suddenly, making her want to die here.But thinking of the children in the house, she still gasped for breath, her head drooped feebly, and she was so weak that she couldn't even utter a word.

Of course, this look is more like a helpless confession.

The judge was silent for a moment, then said to the people next to him,

"Shave her head off and take her to a parade!"

Margaret was forcibly grabbed the long golden hair protruding from the turban, and the "executors" roughly passed the scissors over her head, cutting the golden hair stubble after stubble like wheat. The long hair is harvested.

"Crack! Kick!"

Of course, there were some uneven and uncut hairs, but those executioners would not be as gentle as the barbers of later generations, they would just roughly pull those hairs off the scalp like pulling seedlings.

Margaret was so painful that she shed tears, the unprecedented sense of shame made Margaret feel even more desperate, but even so, she still lowered her head without saying a word, and endured it in such an embarrassing posture .

But when other people started to pull her clothes, she finally began to struggle unbearably, but of course such a slender body couldn't hold back the strength of the thugs beside her, and she was almost easily opened the defense , followed by a burst of punches and kicks that made her completely give up resistance.

"Stop, stop!"

"Stop, stop!"

"I am Beren Ael, stop! This lady's husband is my former comrade-in-arms, she is not a traitor! Stop!"

Just when Margaret was curled up on the ground, an anxious shout finally came from the side, and the people who were executed next to him dispersed and looked at each other, revealing the young man in military uniform on the periphery of the crowd. man come

"Her husband is my former comrade-in-arms Elmano Baylor! Her surname is still Baylor!"

The soldier broke into the execution ground with a gun in his hand, panted and ran all the way to the crowd, squeezed through the people who were blocked in front of him little by little, and came to the side of the extremely embarrassed Margaret.

But even for him, when he saw the trembling ground again, with only strands of originally beautiful blond hair left on his head, he was still a little hard to describe.

But soon Belen adjusted, he gritted his teeth and came to Margaret's side, and looked at the judge next to him, but in fact there were too many and too many people to be executed. The noise and noise are like people venting the grievances that have been squeezed during the past four years.

The executioners next to him saw an officer coming over as security, so they also dispersed and walked to another place where the criminal law raped women.

And Beren finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, he quickly lowered his body and stretched out his hand to Margaret, he said,
"Mrs. Baylor, are you all right?"

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Margaret covered her body and looked at the other party tremblingly, but she only felt that the person in front of her was strange. It was not until a long time later that she murmured,
"Beren?"

".it's me."

Belen smiled wryly, looking at the commotion in the surrounding square, he stuffed the firearm in his hand into the gun bag, then pulled Margaret who was still there, and walked quickly towards the outer direction.

"It's not safe here, let's leave here first."

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Margaret let Belen drag her out of here in a daze. What happened just now frightened her not so much, and she was a little bit out of her mind because of this.

But soon, she seemed to think of something, and looked in the direction of her home,
"Belen. I want to go home"

".Okay, ma'am. But you should take a rest first, you are in a very bad state now. And there is still liquidation over there, maybe it would be better to go back when it is quieter there. I haven't seen you for a long time, and I want to talk to you You say something... about your husband Ermano."

Margaret was led tremblingly by Belen and left the execution ground. The bloody atmosphere around her and the eyes of people looking at her hairless head made her feel terrified and desperate. Therefore, she felt a little Terrified, he hid behind Belen, and followed him to a relatively quiet place: a street corner that had already been cleared.

"Ma'am, I wanted to come to you earlier, but you are no longer where you used to live. I wouldn't have known if I hadn't heard the voice of my colleagues."

As they sat down, Belen looked at the woman in front of him in a panic, and seemed a little hesitant to speak.

Margaret was also slightly taken aback when she heard the words, then she also lowered her head and said,
"I didn't know what to do since Elmanor disappeared, I didn't know what to do at home, I had no means of living, but our daughter needed food. I had previously worked in a hotel run by the Germans, in I met a German guy there who helped me a bit, but...but not what I asked for!"

When it came to the end, Margaret seemed to be afraid that Beren would misunderstand, so she hurriedly said this with some excitement.

Belen blinked after hearing this, and then smiled wryly,
"No need to explain, ma'am, I understand that he is pursuing you. At that time, we surrendered too quickly, and many people were unwilling to fight. Of course, it is understandable that we have fallen to this point, but both you and Ermano He is a very good person, you know, in what happened today, many people will be wronged, or over-sentenced, as long as you can survive, I have an account for Elmano."

After hearing the words, Margaret's ashen eyes finally shone with hope. She looked up at Beren in disbelief, and asked,

"Is Ermano still alive?"

"Alive? Oh, no."

The light in Margaret's eyes dimmed a bit, then she lowered her head in a daze,

"So he died in the war with the Germans? But I don't know. I moved to Paris, maybe there's news back home from me. Long time no"

Beren's hesitant words were a bit stuck, but after a moment of silence, he still said,

"Elmano he might have been killed by British artillery because of that damn 'Operation Ballista'. Of course, just possible. But I heard he was on the Bretagne, and the British feared the Navy would be killed by the Germans People control, so."

Margaret just stared blankly at the officer in front of her, all the past, all the past came to mind.

Ermano believed that the navy was unlikely to participate in the battle, so he asked his wife to leave the war zone with the children and move to Paris first, but this made her miss four years of news and notifications, and also made Marguerite so late It took a long time to know the news.

"Allies? Why."

"...we were allies before the surrender."

Belen lit a cigarette, then leaned against the wall of the street, and paused for a long time before saying so.

The sparks in Margaret's eyes were extinguished little by little, and she lowered her head like a walking dead, sitting with Beren on this messy, ruin-like street.

The sounds of shouting and marching in the distance receded a little bit, and when the surrounding cold atmosphere that seemed to be sub-zero did not warm up, Margaret said blankly,
"I am going home."

"I'll take you home, madam."

Belen glanced sympathetically at the haggard woman beside him, then put on the general cap, extinguished the cigarette he was holding, and said,

"During the liquidation activities, there will be people who take advantage of the chaos to steal. I brought the team here to prevent this from happening. It will be safer to go back with you, and I can meet Ermano's daughter by the way. We made an appointment earlier. Okay, right, don’t go out again after you go back, I will say hello to others.”

Margaret just walked in front blankly, and Belen didn't respond after talking so much. He couldn't help but look at her back, as if he wanted to say some comforting words, but he couldn't say them for a long time.

He seemed to remember how he had bragged about his wife when he met Elmanor before.

Ermano said that his wife has beautiful blond hair, reads classics well, and can write poetry; she is gentle and beautiful, and she is simply the dream lover of all romantic French people.

They walked back to the block where Margaret lived in silence. In her quick, seemingly extremely worried steps, what Beren saw first was an open door and the chaotic rooms inside.

Among them, in the open bedroom, a pool of bright red blood was continuously escaping.

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Margaret's back just froze in silence, motionless like a statue in Belen's sight, only looking in the direction of the bedroom.
She was indeed as beautiful as Elmano had described her, even with her head shaved.

But maybe, she is no longer romantic.

"Buzz."

The cool morning light continued to radiate along the sky of the Southern Continent, making today's weather fresh and cool, and waking up the blonde beauty curled up on the bed.

Her golden hair spread out on the wide bed like a waterfall, and her pair of light blue eyes, which seemed to be in a daze, remained motionless, staring at the row upon row of simple buildings outside the towering tower.

In the residential area established in just half a year, there are all kinds of sub-human races or human beings, and there are many special species of the tree continent. They are all sub-human race residents brought back by Uncle Chun.

Looking carefully, there are already tens of thousands of people here, faintly revealing prosperity.

Margaret stared at everything in front of her in a daze, she didn't move her body for a long time, only waves of golden light flashed from time to time in the towering tower behind her.

That is, the light of destiny.

"Margaret."

Behind him, a gentle voice came, waking Margaret up from her daze.

She turned her head and saw Uncle Chun coming up the tower from the stairs.

"Tsubaki."

Uncle Chun glanced at the deep pool in the center of the tower, whose depth was unknown and had turned black. The golden light of fate escaped from the pool.

Soon, he withdrew his gaze and said to Margaret,

"The aliens from the kingdom are Fisher and those who transferred before."

"I know, I've known it for a long time."

Margaret sat up slowly, looked at the dark and cold sky in the distance, and then whispered,
"Let them in."

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