Nolra Broll.
An ordinary British boy born in 1785.
The names of his father and mother are no longer available. According to Nolra himself, the family he lived in before he was abducted and sold was considered a relatively happy family.
My father and mother are very loving, and there is a younger brother following me. Although I am not very rich, I will not be afraid of any difficulties when I encounter them together.
——Until the age of eight, Nolra was abducted.
It was a prosperous era, an era that changed the whole world.
Just as the Renaissance originated in Florence, Italy, the Industrial Revolution also began with a city.
That is Britain and London.
The advent of Jenny spinning machine has brought endless changes to the world. The most important thing in modern history is to start from Nolra's hometown and radiate to the entire world.
Originally, all the troubles had nothing to do with Nolra Broll, who was still a child.
——Until a headhunter appears.
It is said to be a headhunter, but it is actually a human trafficker.
The industrial revolution was underway, and plazas were built everywhere in London. Whether legal or illegal, the first industry began to emerge from chaos, because everything was new, and management became extremely chaotic.
Chaos means tragedy.
Child labour is part of the great tragedy of that great era.
The construction of factories has brought about a large number of vacancies. At the beginning, it was enough to have a large number of adults, but with the increase in market demand, some factories will try their best to increase their labor force in order to pursue higher interests.
Child labor is the choice of this factory.
Although child labor will exist in every era, the era when the industrial revolution was just emerging is definitely one of the most prevalent and rampant child labor.
When he was eight years old, Nolra was kidnapped by a headhunter, tossed and turned, and sold it to a factory, and began his painful career as a child laborer.
It was not that he had tried to escape, but the workers who disciplined child labor were very rough, and their methods were very meticulous. They would often beat them hard and would not affect their labor the next day.
He ran away several times and was caught back several times, perhaps because he was afraid of the foreman's violence, or because he was already desperate about going home, so Nolra stopped running away.
But how much time can children last for heavy labor?
Not long after, the thinner Nolra was disliked by the factory owner.
He was sold and sold to a light industrial factory. Although he didn't have to bear such heavy work, the foreman's beating and scolding became even worse.
Until the end-
One of the last factories that Nolra worked for was a leather factory.
In the outskirts of the city, away from the bustle and rules of the center of a leather factory.
Nolra is already numb.
He felt that his destiny might be to be repeatedly "hired" as a child laborer, and eventually - he died.
until--
"This guy is Nolra Broll, and he will be your employee from today. Take it away!"
The fat and oily boss said to the middle-aged gentleman opposite in his rough voice, and patted him on the back with a hard slap.
"Well--"
Nolra wanted to let out a muffled groan, but he tried his best to suppress his voice.
He is already familiar with such a scene.
It's nothing more than changing from one factory to another.
Switch from one job to another.
He raised his head and looked at his new "boss".
——That was a middle-aged man who looked a bit nervous but maintained the most basic gentleman.
The middle-aged man has a strange-looking head, with burgundy mixed with gray hair, which impresses people very much.
It was strange, but also very beautiful when Nolra saw such a hair color for the first time.
...But Nolra was very uneasy.
He actually felt that this man was a lunatic.
From the bottom of your eyes, you can see that kind of suppressed madness...
The fat-headed leather factory owner's eyes were covered in lard, and he couldn't see the madness at all - of course, he might have seen it, but he didn't care at all.
——Just a child who is almost exhausted!
Nolra Broll has been experiencing more than a year of pressure. Although he is not as thin as skin and bones, he can't do much work anymore. He is considering selling him to the next factory, but this sucker comes to him on his own initiative.
It’s a business that goes with the flow!
Although reluctant, Nolra left with the red-haired gentleman.
At that time, Nolra had no idea where this middle-aged gentleman was going to take him to-
It's not a factory at all.
——The ending of the story does not need to be repeated.
Nolra came to hell.
He turned London into hell.
At the age of ten, Nolra's life was frozen in this year.
In a very ugly posture.
He was one of the most representative victims of his time.
In order to develop industry and make the world more suitable for human survival, humans pay not only natural costs, but also extremely serious internal friction in themselves. Nolra is an example.
so--
Nolra, he had no idea what the beauty of human life was.
I died early at the age of ten because of various accidents. After my death, I learned a lot because I was a special existence.
But he had never experienced those things.
The long life span of human beings, the united friendship of human beings, and the wonderful love of human beings—
Not to mention the feelings for children, their feelings for future generations, their feelings for society and humanity as a whole—
He hasn't experienced it.
He had no idea about these things.
However, now, Nolra actually held the hand of the child brought by the stranger and sat there, telling others about the beauty of human beings that he had never experienced and could not experience, just because he felt pain and sympathy for the other party's ignorant happiness.
——Too cruel.
Too hateful.
Why is this world so ugly?
It is obviously an extremely excessive thing to let me, as a magician, tell the beauty of human beings.
Why did I let this child tell these things?
Why?
Goldruf is not a serious magician - although he is indeed a professional, has a family presence behind him, and is a real clock tower man, and he is not a serious magician either.
Goldruf, only feels cruel and painful.
He couldn't say it-
Chapter completed!