![]() ![]() I was born and raised in the slums of a poor country, and I was an orphan who couldn’t even read properly. If I were born here, maybe I wouldn’t have needed to resort to crime to make a living. Seeing the happy faces of the people walking by made me wonder about something. Even commoners received an education, and most people were literate. In the kingdom of Sorcié, the largest in the region, slavery and human trafficking were forbidden, and the rights of the citizens were carefully protected. In general, the people in this country were oblivious and sheltered. The people here were always calm and peaceful, possibly because of the warm southern climate. I reached the road, which was bustling with people. The salty breeze from the harbor hit my expressionless face. I’ll go buy you something to eat, I said, then asked one of my partners to look after her as I went outside. Now that the girl was almost done crying, I heard her stomach growl. I didn’t know any of the details, but I was still going to be paid handsomely. ![]() My job: bringing this very valuable girl to her buyer without damaging her. I just thought that her crying would make my job more difficult. I wasn’t doing it out of kindness, and I definitely hadn’t suddenly started feeling pity for this kidnapped girl. I was trying my best to be gentle with her, so as not to frighten her. ![]() ![]() There’s nothing to be scared of, and her crying quieted slightly. She wouldn’t stop, so I faked a smile and told her, Don’t worry. The girl’s sigh echoed through the dark room. ![]()
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