Stacks of white candles climbed and flickered on the tall stained glass windows, and countless light points illuminated the high platform and the artificial man in a gorgeous crimson robe. Tita stood here for the first time, put on beautiful clothes for the first time. She took a deep breath, feeling the warm, incense-filled air behind her. The candlelight behind her cast uncertain shadows in front of her. She closed her eyes and recalled the words she had recited quietly in her room.
"There is no place for you in this world, only here can give you a new life." This opening sentence is very bold, and Tita thought about it for a long time before writing this sentence. When she opened her eyes and announced to them, her nervousness disappeared, and she seemed to have truly become the Tita who was honored as a lady. These words were her weapons and armor.
After the girls were cleaned and rested for the night, the artificial people took them to the sorority hall. The girls range in age from under ten to over eighteen years old. They have different educational experiences, have different beliefs, and have experienced different abuses.
Artificial people in crimson robes walked slowly among the women clad in pure white linen. The faces of those girls were sad, and most of them were uneasy about their future fate. They saw with their own eyes that the people who trafficked and abused them were shot in two by bullets, or crushed into pieces by steel armor. They witnessed it with their own eyes. The hell that devoured its own flesh and blood turned into smoking ruins under the impact of shells.
In a sense, the artificial people answered their desperate prayers. Angels with steel wings behind them descended from the sky and rescued them.
"Raise your head, don't pray to the god of nothingness! It's us who saved you!" Tita stood on the high platform and announced her identity and their future destiny to the girls. "I am Tita, commander of the Sisterhood Combat Team," she said. "I am a subordinate of the savior who saved you. I save you on the orders of my master!"
She looked down at the hundreds of girls who smelled of shower gel and disinfectant, some of whom had wounds slowly oozing blood under the gauze. Because of these girls, their aircraft had to undergo a complete disinfection. No androids complained, because they also saw the miserable condition of those people. Not crazy, not mutilated, not pregnant is good enough, most people have more than one sign of abuse on their bodies. More people died in the underground industry. This was not the first time that people were roasted alive. Many women were treated as disposable items and died miserably in front of the camera.
Those who can stay here are the lucky ones. It is impossible for the androids to kill all the Albanian gangsters at once. But this will be a daily behavior, and new girls will continue to be sent here in the future.
The members of the sisterhood in charge of medical treatment obtained many medicines and feminine products to treat the poor girls. Even a small number of disabled girls were brought in for education. Most of the girls still have follow-up treatments, but the sororities can't wait to instill their ideas in them.
"All you have suffered is today! There will be no more pain, no more abuse! This is your home! We are sisters." Tita's voice reached everyone through the loudspeaker in the ears. Like the echoes of a church steeple, when she spoke it was like the roar of thousands of people, "Join us! Become our sisters! Regardless of whether you are healthy or not, whether your limbs are disabled or not, as long as you stick to your faith, you are qualified to become Our sisters! You live by my Lord’s command, and you will die by my Lord’s command!”
"Kneel down! Pray to our Lord!" Tita took out a brass statue from the wooden box picked up by the sisters next to her. She held the statue reverently aloft, and all the sorority members loudly proclaimed and repeated the words at the same time. The girls knelt down obediently after a moment's hesitation. Even without a whip, they know better than to disobey someone who can control their own destiny.
"Kneel down! Pray to our Lord!" Catherine said to a girl. The girl was very young, she was very submissive and very scared. Catherine frowned and placed her hand gently on her blond hair. She felt that the girl was shaking. "Pray to your Savior," she whispered in the girl's ear. "Do not be afraid, for your life will be joyful in our Lord."
"You are no one's slaves! You will become the messengers of our Lord!" Tita shouted to these girls. "One day, you will use the weapons in your hands to carry out the will of our Lord! Pray, pray that The glorious day will come soon!"
Of course, Salomon would not know what happened to the sisters. He had just finished the extremely boring dinner party.
He was unfortunately viewed by many as the Malik family's love interest due to the fact that Stephanie often held his arm. But he didn't care too much, and he didn't want to hang out in American politics. This was Stephanie's only complaint. She always wanted to fix Salomon's hair.
"Vulgar and philistine are the only words I can think of. I don't see politeness there." The mystic mage raised his eyebrows, "And the smell of perfume is unbearable."
"This is a country ruled by rabble, but I believe that under your rule those idiots will cease to exist." Stephanie helped him gently untie his collar. Salomon twisted his neck and let out a long sigh of relief. Even for the college lunch where he had to wear a dress every day, Salomon felt that staying at Merton College was much easier than being involved in the deals of politicians.
“I remember reading a book that described elected politicians very accurately,” Stephanie said. “They were a bunch of manipulated pigs, and the president was the dumbest. My father was one of the people who manipulated the president. 1. Do you know Epstein? He used that method to win over a bunch of politicians to get away with it."
"I remember the federal government made a deal with Epstein."
"This country is full of laxity and bribery. Stupid people give birth to stupid governments. It's no surprise that anything happens." Stephanie said with a smile. She put Salomon's suit in her arms and watched as Salomon unbuttoned his shirt. She hugged the suit tighter to cover up her racing heartbeat.
"The world will soon change, and Alexander Pierce's emerging faction will soon make big moves. That's what my father told me."
Salomon looked at Stephanie with a smile.
He was really satisfied that Stephanie would tell him what she knew even if it was a brief contact between the Malik family father and daughter. "Project Insight will not succeed. But we need Project Insight to attract SHIELD's attention." The Mystic Mage poured himself a glass of wine. The wine he purchased has filled his wine cellar, and wine has become his most frequent drink. "Don't worry, since Alexander Pierce and his Nazis want to rule the world through three aerospace carriers, reality will teach him a lesson."
"You mean the Avengers?" Stephanie sat on the arm of the sofa. She leaned down and tangled her fingers in the mystic's mane near his ears. "How do you compare with Thor?" she asked softly. "He is the dream man of all American girls."
"Are you talking about the big golden retriever dog?" Salomon said with a smile, "I am the successor of Kama Taj recognized by the Father of the Gods. Midgard and Asgard have signed the covenant. Thor and I are equals. He is the heir to the throne, and so am I."
"Then what are your plans next?"
"Tell me about that Hydra youth academy," Salomon said. "I think there might be something there that would interest me."
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