Life in a different world begins with hidden strength

Chapter 42 Fight against fate
The harsh winter, when the wind is biting and everything dies, is also the time when bandits are most rampant.

Communication between towns is cut off, and it is difficult for some remote villages and towns to receive timely support after being attacked. In many cases, they are not discovered until the next year.

The once prosperous and prosperous Luofeng Village was in deathly silence. Stains of coagulated blood can be seen everywhere on the streets, silently describing the cruelty of what happened.

No one would have thought that disaster would suddenly strike.

A group of bandits riding horses suddenly broke into the village, waving sharp sabers and killing everything in sight.

The hastily assembled guards in the villages and towns were vulnerable. The village chief, Knight Dimon, was besieged by numerous bandits. After killing more than ten people, he was attacked by a spellcaster and was ultimately defeated.

From then on, the disintegration of all resistance forces was announced. Luofeng Village has completely fallen into the hands of gangsters.

The orderly search lasted for a day and a night, and they had plenty of time.

Those who went to town to report the news could hardly escape the hounds. Moreover, there is a back-up plan arranged by the spell casters of the fallen sect.

Luofeng Village turned into a hell on earth, with the smell of blood everywhere.

In the ice and snow, young women and children gathered together, lowering their heads deeply and shivering.

Those who dare to resist will have absolutely no chance of surviving.

The gangster was holding a blood-stained blade, and his eyes were more ferocious than those of hungry beasts, not like the same kind at all.

The people in front of me can survive, not because they are kind, but because young women and children are part of the wealth.

Rampant human trafficking stems from booming market demand. There are many bachelors in the remote and backward mountains who are eager to reproduce, and the powerful families in the towns also need a large number of manpower to serve them.

Slave traders could even enjoy legal protection in the territories of some nobles as long as they made up reasonable reasons for the source of the population.

The mainland countries openly prohibit any form of slave trading, but secretly continue to prohibit it. There are policies from above and countermeasures from below, and there are always ways to find ways to avoid them. The simplest way is to completely control the personal freedom of the weak so that no sound can be made.

The Kingdom of Oran is just a loose alliance and is unable to strictly control its lords. The situation is worse than that of the surrounding countries.

In the final analysis, it is nothing more than the law of the jungle.

The swinging whip fell on the back of the woman who was walking hard.

The sickly woman fell to the ground and lost her voice. The tall gangster wearing a green scarf didn't even look at him. He kicked the crying child away and let him roll down the steep slope. The mother who lost her child roared and rushed towards the man. The cold blade pierced the body without mercy. The hot blood spreads on the frost-covered ground, which is particularly poignant.

The restless team calmed down, and more than a hundred women and children who were short of food and clothing embarked on the road of no return. Everyone's face was numb and confused.

There were only four gangsters guarding the entire migrating team. However, no one dared to think of escaping or resisting. On the one hand, they are afraid of the brutal methods of gangsters. On the one hand, escaping in an icy and snowy environment is a dead end for ordinary people.

The leader of the bandit was a giant man two and a half meters tall with dark red cockscomb hair. He carried a large knife inlaid with a gold ring on his shoulder and was covered in heavy armor. Humans with giant bloodline, without exception, have amazing appetites. Every time he walked a short distance, he had to eat some dried meat and dry food that he carried with him. When he was thirsty, he would grab a handful of snow on the roadside and stuff it into his throat.

The tasks arranged above are very simple. As long as half of them can return alive, it will be a credit.

The most valuable ones are a pair of sisters with dark brown hair. The leader has taken them away in advance.

One is fifteen years old and the other is twelve years old. They are the daughters of the village chief, Chevalier Dumont, named Anna and Anne.

Both sisters are stunningly beautiful, especially the older sister Anna, who is extremely handsome and has at least eight or nine points of appearance.

The gang leader recognized Anna's value at a glance.

I have participated in underground auctions and have a general understanding of some noble preferences. Women who often fetch high prices have the same characteristics. The figure should not be too bloated, the place where the child eats must be plump, the skin must be fair, and the facial features must have a delicate coordination.

A woman who meets the requirements is rare among thousands of people.

In the eyes of the gangster leader, Anna is equivalent to a piece of space equipment, which can be sold for several hundred gold, or even more...

The fall of Luofeng Village was too sudden.

Before most of the villagers could react, the gangsters had already taken control of the situation and completed the road blockade.

Two young gangsters broke into the village chief's house and looked at the frightened mother and daughter with malicious eyes.

Unexpectedly, the next second, a cold feeling ran down his back, and the sharp sword tip pierced the young gangster's heart accurately.

Anna has received strict training since she was a child. No one in the younger generation in her village can match her. Her dream is to enter Violet Academy for further study.

Witnessing her father being attacked and killed, the girl's beautiful eyes flashed with deep hatred. She forced herself to calm down and quickly returned home, trying to take away her mother and sister.

"Mom, hurry up, don't take things, put on your shoes and leave..." Anna anxiously lowered her voice and urged, hiding at the door and secretly observing what was going on outside.

The village chief's house is taller and more gorgeous than ordinary villagers, so it naturally attracts the attention of gangsters. Soon, someone came.

A bad premonition welled up in Anna's heart. If he had known earlier that he would escape first and then find a way to rescue the two of them, he might have a better chance.

I didn't even have a few minutes...

The young gangster attacked the wooden door tightly with frantic attacks, and each slash of his sword burning with transparent aura could cause considerable damage.

After a while, the loose door bolt fell to the ground. He laughed and kicked it, and stepped in together with the followers behind him.

Anna, who was hiding in the corner of the door, delivered a fatal blow. When you kill someone for the first time in your life, you will inevitably have a stress reaction.

The girl hesitated for a moment, giving the gangster's followers a chance to escape, but it seemed difficult to catch up.

She shouted: "Let's go!"

Mother and sister were stunned on the spot, like a pair of dumb quails.

Anna stepped forward and grabbed their wrists. As soon as the three of them walked out of the door, they bumped into the bandit leader on a war horse.

"A phoenix can come out of a henhouse! It seems like I'm really lucky..."

The head of Knight Dimon hung beside the saddle. The condescending blond man looked at the mother and daughter in front of him, with a playful and evil smile on his lips.

Anna could never forget this face, with its unkempt beard, greasy and messy hair, and her weathered face with eyes as cold as a wolf.

Regardless of the outcome, she bravely resisted fate and wielded her sword.

The girl shouted loudly, risking her death and sprinting towards the enemy. Her blood circulated rapidly, and transparent flames covered her hands and legs.

Anna thought she would die gloriously like a warrior...

(End of this chapter)