“The person who cast a magic at that time was a girl, it is said that because she fell in love with a man from the Chulae and wanted to marry him, but he ran away.”
“In a fit of anger, she poisoned the water with magic insects, causing the death of many people, and then there was no news of her.”
Time has passed too long, and this matter is only mentioned after tea among the older generation. As for whether it is true or not, it is impossible to verify now.
Uriel, as a local, still has a sense of awe towards witchcraft.
Kelvin has always had a sense of unease, especially after seeing this statue of Black Magic God.
“Let’s finish up and leave early to avoid any trouble.”
“Okay.”
The conversation between the two came to a sudden stop when they saw the many children detained in iron cages.
What replaced it was anger! Intense anger!
In the gloomy and damp temple, several large iron cages were arranged in a row, separating men and women.
Each iron cage contained about ten children.
The older ones looked only about seven or eight years old, while the younger ones couldn’t even walk, and their speech was unclear.
In the iron cage closest to Kelvin, a little boy was covered in blood, his ragged clothes barely covering his body.
His exposed arms and thighs were covered in horrifying scars, with cuts and whip marks…
When they saw Kelvin and the others, their eyes showed fear, and their bodies instinctively moved back, curling up into a ball.
This reaction is only made subconsciously after being beaten many times.
They seemed to be friendlier towards the girls, but it was limited to not beating them indiscriminately.
According to Camren, after all, girls are precious, especially the pretty ones.
If their faces were disfigured, they would not be worth anything.
Alisha noticed that the wrists of those little girls were wrapped in thick layers of white gauze, oozing blood.
Their faces were also an abnormal white, the color that only people who have lost too much blood show.
She angrily asked, “They are so sick, why aren’t they taken to see a doctor?”
Camren found her reaction strange and couldn’t help but look at her more.
“You didn’t give birth to them, why are you so angry? If you can’t stand these sickly ones, how about this… healthy, strong!”
He said cheerfully, reaching out to grab one of the little girls by the hair and roughly pulling her in front of them.
The little girl looked to be about seven or eight years old, her face covered in dust and looking dirty, and thin.
However, her eyes were very bright, sharp as a dagger, staring fiercely at them.
“Let me go, you scoundrel!”
With that, she bit Camren’s hand back.
It was clear that she put all her strength into it, and soon Camren cried out in pain.
A bloody wound appeared on the back of his hand, and the little girl laughed victorious.
Her teeth were stained crimson, contrasting with her fierce eyes, making people shudder.
Truly like a fierce little beast.
Kelvin saw those eyes and inexplicably felt that she resembled Cheyenne from her teenage years.
“You dare to bite me, you little slut, I’ll kill you!”
Just as Camren angrily took a whip from the wall to beat the little girl, Kelvin suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm.
In the dilapidated temple, a cold voice sounded, devoid of any emotion:
“Take her!”
Camren felt a chill down his spine, Mr. Foley’s aura was truly intimidating, is he really just a simple merchant?
“Are you sure you want this little brat?”
“Yes, money is not a problem.”
“Didn’t you say you wanted to buy a son to inherit the family business? Why not choose a boy, girls are just liabilities.”
As soon as these words were spoken, even the nearby Kiara looked displeased and snorted.
“What are you saying, Camren? How can you insult a girl like that? You are not even as capable as me and you have the nerve to speak like this!” Camren then remembered that Kiara was standing beside him. She was not only the village belle but also the village witch doctor. If he made Kiara angry, he would be in trouble.
So he immediately apologized. “I didn’t mean you, I meant that little troublemaker over there is a troublemaker. She has been here for three days and has already broken how many bowls…”
“Hmph, you’re lucky,” Kiara interrupted.
On the other side, when the little girl heard that Kelvin wanted to buy her, she surprisingly showed no fear. With bright, curious eyes, she looked at the man in front of her with a hint of doubt and… disdain. Yes, disdain!
Kelvin chuckled. That haughty expression… she really was just like that little Cheyenne.
“So, you want to buy me,” the little beggar girl asked in a cold voice.
“Yes, so are you willing to come with me?” Kelvin tried to soften his look and unintentionally felt a sense of affection as he looked at her. This feeling was truly strange.
The little girl nodded and voluntarily walked out of the open iron cage. With a straight posture, she looked like a proud little princess, albeit a princess in distress.
“Considering you look pretty good, I will allow you the honor of taking me away. But you must serve me well, with good food and drink,” she said in a tone that made it seem like she was the mistress and Kelvin was a servant.
Camren’s eyelids twitched. “Hey, you brat, you are quite arrogant. From today on, you are his daughter. If you continue to act like this, he doesn’t want you.”
As soon as Camren finished speaking, the little girl immediately turned around and scolded him. “He’s not my father.”
Alisha, although also sympathizing with the little girl, thought she was too fierce, especially considering there was another girl in the cage who seemed to be more severely injured. So she cautiously expressed her thoughts.
“Sir, how about we swap instead? I see that the girl in the light yellow dress seems to be on the verge of death, she is very pitiful. As for the girl in front of us, she looks strong enough to last a few more days.”
When Alisha said this, the girl in the light yellow dress seemed to grasp onto a glimmer of hope to survive. Lifting her head, she glanced at Kelvin.
The eyes of the little beggar girl suddenly turned red. Sensing her strong pride, she couldn’t bring herself to beg for help. She only stared at Kelvin with her big eyes and spoke crisply, “Do you think I am too fierce and don’t want me?” Tut, she was like a little hedgehog.