"There is also an eight-year-old boy in her family, Ginny started working since she was a young age and took on the burden of the family after her father's death."

"She was washing clothes at home at first, but two years ago she was lucky enough to be a textile factory worker, which made their family a little better. Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long, just recently, she was out of work."

"So that poor child could only do the work of washing clothes again. Originally, she could barely maintain the family, but her mother's condition worsened. In order to make more money, the child washed clothes during the day, went to the street to attract customers at night."

"Yes, she became a street girl. But just last week, she was killed, poor Ginny, who had hoped to save enough money and she would no longer do that kind of job."

"She wanted to go to night school. She had been to school for a while, but she didn't go halfway because of work. Look at the wall. When she was washing clothes, when she was tired, she would write words on the wall with stones."

"She tried so hard to change, but in the end, she died. She was only 15 years old..."

Speaking of this, the washing worker shook his head and sighed, feeling sorry for the girl's experience.

Xifa couldn't help looking at the other side of the wall. Under the corner, the dead girl was still washing clothes there.

Her eyes were hollow, her expression was numb, and she was ignorant.

"What about her family? Do you know where they moved?" After listening to Ginny's story, Xifa felt an indescribable feeling. If she knew where Ginny's family was, Xifa wanted to help them.

"I don't know, Ginny is dead, and the mother and son are unable to pay the rent anymore, so they drove them out two days ago."

"I think that mother should not be able to work. As for the boy, he is too young and no factory would be willing to ask him."

The female washers began to get busy: "So I think they can only go to the workhouse, or they can only wander on the streets. Well, sir, I have to work, otherwise I might be kicked out because I can't pay the rent."

After listening to the story of the female washer, Sifa fell silent. He had known from before that the East Side of Beckland was terrible.

But today, through Ginny's story, Western France has a more intuitive understanding of this area.

The situation here is a hundred times worse than what he saw in newspapers or heard from others.

People living in the East District cannot get any security, and their daily work can only fill their stomachs.

They have no future, and there are only work that can never be done. When they get old, they get sick, and they lose their value, they will be ruthlessly abandoned and eventually die on a winter night, or someone is coming and going.

And even if they die, no one will stop and look at them, because the people living in the East Side have no time to stay or be sad.

They must spend every minute and every second on survival.

This is the East District!

This is the "abyss", a living abyss located on earth!

In the evening, Palliston completed his creation. He relaxed his spirit and discovered the two of them.

"What are you?"

Cromwell said in a low voice: "Mr. Palliston, we are here to come to you by Mr. Talim. Mr. Talim is very worried about you and hope you can go back with us."

"Talim?"

Palliston laughed: "What is he worried about? I'm fine. It's been a long time since I've been inspiration like these days. Look, I've completed my own creation."

"I have to thank her very much... Hey, where is that girl, when did she leave?"

Sifa glanced at Cromwell. Just now, when Palliston was busy creating, the two of them discussed it.

Ginny's spirit has no evil spirit, it should be just an ordinary shadow, which temporarily stays due to some obsessions. Even if she ignores her, she will eventually dissipate.

As for Palliston, the reason why he was able to see this dead girl was that he had a little more inspiration than ordinary people, or he might have resonated with Ginny's obsession in some ways, thus making contact.

Anyway, after going back, letting Palliston go to church to pray, should be able to solve it.

Before that, let’s say nothing, so as not to scare the painter.

"She has just left, and she has other jobs to be busy with." The arbitrator had no choice but to say this.

Palliston showed a disappointed expression: "Is that so? I also want to find out her name and plan to pay her some fees after these paintings are sold."

"She's name is Ginny," Sifa said, and then did not go deeper into the topic, "It's getting late, sir, let's go home, don't you miss your daughter?"

Palliston glanced at the silver chain on his wrist and said, "How could it be, I haven't seen my baby for a few days, I'll go back now."

They took a carriage and returned to Doubletree Street. When Talim saw Pallist, he finally felt relieved and paid 10 pounds readily, and left with doctor Allen and painter Palliston.

The three Westerners and French found a restaurant nearby, and had a meal together, and gathered together at the same time.

Xifa gave Lynn the 15,000 pounds earned from the stock to look at and asked him to help him find investment projects.

The lawyer agreed, but this time, he told Xifa explicitly.

After making a profit in the investment, he will charge an 8% "service fee".

On Sunday morning, Xifa took the steam train to Tingen and left Beckland. He still could not forget what he saw in the East Side yesterday, but could only keep that "heavy" in his heart for the time being.

He knew very well that such tragic things would happen in the future, and that was not something he could change alone, or anyone else.

After all, he is not strong enough now, and has not been strong enough to control the situation.

As powerful as Emperor Rossell, he could not make reforms at once. Instead, it changed some deeply rooted concepts in this world through decades or even hundreds of years.

At around 11:37 noon, the steam truck entered the station. At this moment, it was almost November, the weather in Tingen was already chilly. Even though the sun was shining today, the wind still made people feel cold when it blew.

Xifa walked out of the train station and took a carriage to the Violet Hotel. He drove a room and then ate in a restaurant near the hotel.

While enjoying lunch, Xifa planned his itinerary in Tingen for the past two days.

Considering that Melissa might go to school during the day, Sifa planned to visit Jane Britney's descendants on Fania Street in the afternoon and go to find Melissa in the evening.

If there is still time in the afternoon, please contact Nefi and Kaven. If you can't squeeze out, then put it until tomorrow.

Tomorrow he will also go to see former hunter Kyle, then go to the laboratory of Tingen University, and attend the Tarot Club in the afternoon, and then return to Yedga Island on Tuesday or Wednesday.

"Well, after returning to the hotel, I have to record the customs and customs of Yedga Island in the scenery and I have time. I have to be busy with a lot of things..."

.............

At the same time.

Jedga Island.

A cargo ship that was parked near the port, several sailors were flushing the deck. Suddenly, someone whistled "huh" and pointed to the sea in the distance and said, "Look, it seems that there is someone there."

Several sailors looked over and seemed to float over the sea surface that reflected the sunlight. When the man was brought to the vicinity by the sea, the sailors saw clearly that it was a woman...
Chapter completed!