Hearing the heavy knocking at the door, the family who was hugging each other and crying were suddenly stunned.
Afterwards, the disheveled woman in the room looked desperate, the children with scars on their bodies were shivering, and the taciturn man gritted his teeth and clenched his fists so hard that his nails almost pierced his flesh.
Inside.
I came here several times a day and it was really too much of a lie.
However, the female voice coming from the door then silenced the family again.
The woman who originally had desperate eyes turned to look at the man, and the man who was very angry just now began to shake his legs.
In this hellish place, it's not just women who are unsafe. The situation of men, especially handsome men, is actually not much better.
After all, who says that extraordinary villains must be men? Besides, even if they are men, can they only attack women? Just like the villain who just left a coin and left is actually a woman.
"Master, what should we do?"
The woman could no longer care about despair. She grabbed the man's hand, feeling a little at a loss.
"It's okay, maybe I'm just here to collect protection money."
The man held the woman's hand tightly, then forced out a smile and said.
"But our family has long been out of money. This month is already the fourth wave of protection fees collected. The previous White Dragon Gang just collected protection fees 40 years ago."
But the woman couldn't laugh, and the despair in her eyes became even more intense.
It's not just ordinary people like them who are unsafe in this city of sin. The situation of gangs and thugs who usually run rampant is actually not that good either. New gangs are established here every day, and old gangs are destroyed.
However, such rapid gang updates are not a good thing for low-level people like them. After all, you just saved money and paid the protection fee of the Black Wolf Gang, and thought you could finally feel at ease for a while, but the next day Black Wolf
The gang was wiped out by the White Dragon Gang, and then people from the White Dragon Gang came to ask you for protection money again...
Anyway, after several gangs were destroyed, the protection fee paid by the family now is theoretically close to 40 years later. Although this is still useless, after all, counting the time, it is almost time for the White Dragon Gang to be destroyed. This time
Probably someone from the new ruling gang came to visit.
Hearing the woman's words, the man fell silent, and then he looked down at his wrist, where there were dense traces of pinpricks.
"Then I will go to the Blood Temple again soon."
The men of the Blood Temple have been collecting blood for a long time. The price is calculated based on the quality of the blood. The man's blood is of good quality. He relied on this to survive so many protection fees before and barely kept the integrity of his family. Otherwise,
A woman or child would always be taken away to make up for the loss.
"No, the master of the temple has already said that you have exceeded the standard this month, and it's me..."
The woman was a little anxious. She was about to persuade the man, but there was a sound of opening the door.
The man and woman turned their heads together, and then saw their ten-year-old daughter already standing at the door. She opened the door.
"Sister Sister, can you let me go? I can go with you."
The little girl, who was sallow and skinny and wore a tattered linen burqa, raised her head and said this.
Man and woman: “…”
Dorothy: "..."
The otaku witch who was banging on the door with "Genesis" really didn't expect such an appearance, but after being stunned for a moment, a smile appeared on her face.
Although Dorothy was wearing a veil on her face at this time, it was obviously difficult for such a layer of mortal fabric to cover up the charm of the divine face. Everyone present could clearly feel that the nun was smiling at this time.
And for a moment, I was caught by this smile.
"Sister Sister, you are so beautiful."
A young girl can't hide her words, so she said it very straightforwardly.
Dorothy: "..."
The house witch was silent for a moment. If other witches heard this compliment, they would be very happy, but she felt a little complicated when she heard this.
Sure enough, she still prefers others to praise her for being handsome or strong.
But forget it, who would compete with a child? Especially such a sensible child. She reached out and touched the little girl's head and rubbed her rough hair.
"Little sister, your mouth is so sweet. Don't say it again next time. Forget it. Since you chose to open the door, it really proves that you are destined to me, so I will give you this token of God. May you keep it forever.
I have a heart that wants to protect my family and the courage to open the door today."
The house witch reached into her pocket and took out a pendant that looked like a miniature hammer, and then put this necklace pendant around the little guy's neck.
In the room, the man and woman were nervously looking at the strange nun who appeared at the door. Their concern for their daughter even made them immune to the influence of the face of God. They only dared to watch cautiously from a distance.
Here, I don't dare to act rashly, for fear that if I do something wrong, I will anger this weird nun and let my daughter get hurt.
Only a little boy of four or five years old beside them seemed to want to go to the door to play with his sister, but before he could move, he was grabbed by both men and women, and then covered the little guy's mouth.
Dorothy was not angry when she saw the family's reaction. She just smiled a little brighter, then lifted up the skirt of her nun's uniform, and after an elegant skirt-lifting ceremony, she turned and left.
This surprised the family, but after knowing that the strange nun carrying a hammer had gone away, the family dared to step forward again. Then the woman came up first and gave the nun who was still looking at it stupidly a hard blow.
The young lady slapped her daughter who was walking in the opposite direction, and then hugged her tightly, her tears flowing uncontrollably.
This naughty child, she almost thought she was really going to lose this daughter just now.
The man wanted to calm down. He looked at the delicate silver-white hammer necklace hanging around his daughter's neck, and his expression kept changing.
He deliberately wanted to take off the necklace. After all, it was a gift from the strange nun of unknown origin.
In the City of Sin, nothing is more taboo than faith. After all, there is no serious faith in this ghost place. The only possible object of faith here is the devil of the abyss.
And how many people who have a relationship with the devil end up with a happy ending?
The man remembered what the nun said when she knocked on the door.
It doesn’t cost any money anyway, how much faith do you need?
Haha, what a standard declaration of a cultist. There is no such thing as pie in the sky in this world. Free things are often the most expensive.
However, the man hesitated again and again, and finally did not take off the necklace from his daughter's neck. After all, he was not very sure whether there was any vicious curse on the necklace that would be triggered as soon as it was taken off. After all, a man not long ago liked to mess around.
This is how the neighbor who picked up things died.
The man just sighed, then looked up at the sky, which was approaching dusk.
I have almost finished another day of torture, but how long will this hellish day continue?
...
"Dorothy, didn't you go to promote your faith? Why did you leave now?"
Dinisha looked at her sister next to her with some doubts, and asked in confusion.
She just watched the whole process from the sidelines, but she really didn't understand what Dorothy was doing. She didn't do anything. She just gave the little girl a necklace and left. Can this be called preaching? Did you preach it?
What is it?
"Didn't I already pass it on?"
The otaku witch turned to look at the good sister beside her, and then asked with a smile.
At this time, Dorothy was in an unexpectedly good mood. After all, the spread of this faith was much smoother than she expected.
"Forehead...."
Dinisha was even more confused. She didn't even blink just now. Did she just miss something crucial?
"Yeah, it's passed on. Didn't you see it just now? That little girl is very courageous, right?"
Dorothy replied with a smile.
"I don't deny this."
Looking at the Riddler's sister, Miss Shepherdess' fist hardened, but talking about the little girl just now, a smile appeared on Dinisha's face.
That is indeed a great child. He knows how to protect his family at such a young age, and not only does he understand, but he also has the courage to do it.
emmmm...
Dinisha seemed to suddenly understand what Dorothy meant. Is this what she meant by preaching?
"Haha, it seems that you have understood, Dinisha, why does the true faith require others to preach and explain it? It should be something that everyone has and is within reach."
The house witch chuckled twice, then jumped and avoided several cesspools on the rugged and worn-out road. Then she turned around deftly and walked directly backwards, facing this thoughtful man.
Good sister.
"You and Adam both said before that a hero is lonely and needs to lose everything to have the courage to become a hero."
"But I don't agree with this point of view. The kid just now is already a little hero in my heart. Dinisha, don't you think Adam was really handsome and heroic when he rescued you directly from the stake?
Valiant?"
"In my opinion, the so-called heroes do not have to complete the great deeds of saving the world. Those who have the courage to protect their families are heroes, at least in the hearts of their families."
"Man can defeat heaven. This seems a bit unrealistic to you. But if you put it another way, heroes working together can defeat heaven. Doesn't this suddenly become more convincing?"
Dorothy said this, then turned around and resumed her normal walking posture, once again avoiding a few stumbling stones.
"People who have lost everything are indeed fearless, but in my opinion, that is not true courage. It is actually a sign of cowardice. Their so-called courage is just self-destructive escapism from reality and a self-destructive tendency.
That’s all.”
"True courage should come from the determination to protect something. Courage comes from concern and fetters. It is precisely because there is something behind that you want to protect that people will not give in even half a step and will resolutely protect it to the end.
courage."
"The hymn of mankind is the hymn of courage, and the greatness of mankind is the greatness of courage."
"Dinisha, in your eyes, these people are just a bunch of sheep, but in my eyes, they are full of heroic embryos."
"With a little polishing, these embryos will soon take shape. They just lack an opportunity, an opportunity. And now, I will personally deliver this opportunity, this opportunity to their hands."
"Cultivation of one's character, organization of one's family, governance of the country, and peace of the world. When countless little heroes with the same goal come together, I dare not say they are invincible, but they can indeed be called a powerful team that can cause miracles."
As the otaku witch said this, she took out a small hammer necklace from her pocket that was exactly the same as the one she gave to the little girl before.
She pinched the small hammer with her hand, and with a slight exertion, she easily crushed the outer watch case, revealing a small capsule-like container hidden in the hammer, and inside the container was
A drop of liquid that shines like a ruby.
Dorothy is now a potion witch, and this is the perfect potion she has developed after reading all the books in the collection this month.
She named this red potion that shines like blood "Hero's Blood".
Of course, Dorothy actually preferred to call it another name than this formal name.
"Blood of the Deteriorated Witch"
Or "The Blood of Horse and Monkey Soju"
"Tsk, you can't blame me. It's just the malice of the world. The witch world is so unfair to boys. Who knows why this potion is dozens of times more effective on girls than on boys? This doesn't matter at all.
It’s unscientific, obviously we are all human beings, when will boys stand up?”
After skillfully completing a set of punches, the witch's magic power flashed in her hands. She restored the necklace to its original shape, and then went to knock on the door of another house with a hammer.
"Dong dong dong..."
A somewhat too heavy knock on the door echoed in the slum.
In this regard, Dinisha fell into silence.
She wanted to refute loudly the crooked argument made by the sister next to her, but she just opened her mouth, but Miss Shepherdess found that she really didn't know how to refute.
After all, when she was almost burned to death on the stake, the priest and Dorothy who suddenly jumped up to save people really shined like heroes in her eyes.
Although the book says that generally only those who complete legendary tasks such as saving the world can be called heroes, but only when a person is alive can he own the world. Saving someone's life seems to have saved that person's whole world to a certain extent.
.
So, is there any problem in saying that the person who saves others is a hero?
As for courage....
Dinisha looked at the sister who was shouting slogans like "80.80" with unclear meaning, and then smashed the door of someone's house.
She didn't know anything else, but if someone wanted to harm Dorothy, they would have to step over her body first.
She still has this kind of awareness, but with just this level of awareness, can this be considered courage?
