Anner's body suddenly became cold.
"How could...who...who come to save me..."
But looking around, the onlookers turned their heads and closed their eyes.
She wanted to run away, but she had exhausted all her strength just by standing. Even Freya's voice calling her desperately began to get smaller and farther away in her mind.
Help me, goddess, Anne prayed in a low voice.
One second, two seconds...
Anner had closed her eyes and was ready to endure the pain and humiliation, but it never came.
The beggar's curses gradually turned into meaningless roars. Only then did Anier open her closed eyes a crack, and what came into view was silver hair swaying like moonlight.
And the wooden stick that should have fallen on her head was held firmly in the hand of the silver-haired girl.
The beggar twisted his body ugly, trying to pull the stick back from the girl's hand, but even though he tried his best, the stick still stayed motionless in the girl's hand.
The noisy market just moments ago fell silent, leaving only the sound of the beggar's soles scraping against the ground.
"Let me go!"
The beggar screamed and cursed again, but what he didn't expect was that the girl's little hand actually let go of the stick.
The beggar followed the force and fell backwards as a matter of course, and the back of his head hit hard on the blue brick ground unique to the Land of Wind.
"snort."
The girl showed a contemptuous smile, and the beggar, who had been humiliated by two children in succession, was already flushed with anger. Seeing the beggar's increasingly dark expression, Anile suddenly felt a chill spread throughout her body.
Anile has lived a life of being treated as a prisoner by priests and nobles for a long time. In order to protect herself, she can accurately detect the malice from the outside world.
And what this man exudes is undoubtedly the most dangerous "murderous intention".
She wanted to pull the silver-haired girl away, but the wound on her head was still bleeding, and her heavy body could not move no matter how hard she struggled. And even if she was not injured, where could she escape to?
Looking around, there are only malicious onlookers.
There was no place to escape.
Anile turned her desperate gaze back to the front, and the man had already raised the wooden stick in his hand above his head.
The moment the wooden stick was swung down, Anier thought that even if she died, she would not be able to harm this lovely girl in front of her. She wanted to rush forward and block the girl's front.
But the other party's warm and small hand placed it on her head first, as if he had expected it.
The silver-haired girl turned around, gently stroked Anier's hair and gave her a smile like a spring flower.
Boom——
The wooden stick as thick as a wrist fell on the girl's head and instantly turned into scattered pieces.
A smile appeared on the beggar's face.
But that smile disappeared without a trace after a moment, because the girl did not fall down as he expected. Not only that, but there was also a sense of fear that he had never experienced before, welling up in his stomach.
Then, the ground began to shake.
The silver-haired girl slowly turned around. Her eyes, which were originally as gentle as gems, had become like red-hot irons. The air waves rising from the ground stirred up the dust in the sky and scattered it among everyone.
"How can a mere inferior creature be so arrogant? A bug should just lower its head like a bug and wait to be crushed."
"吚吚......"
The girl only made a small sound from deep in her throat, but it made the beggar scream like a beast on its deathbed.
He must not be a weak person.
The beggar didn't even know why he became like this. He was never afraid of the cold winter without an eaves, the food he had to eat without anything, or the waterways crawling with insects and ants at night...
However, if these were compared to the girl in front of him, they were like a person whose fingers were cut by paper complaining about pain to someone whose body was covered with arrow holes.
I messed with the wrong person.
The beggar who realizes this is not a complete fool, but it is too late.
The silver-haired girl took a step forward, her pupils looking up at everyone shone with strong anger and hostility, and she waved her fist towards the ground: "Bend down, you fools!"
Accompanied by loud noises that tore eardrums and air waves that could cut skin, the ground was torn apart like a rag and began to extend into the distance. Beggars and onlookers fell into the cracks one after another, and countless screams formed. Cantata.
After a few minutes, the silver-haired girl's animal-like panting gradually calmed down, and her eyes turned back to an elegant crimson color.
...
...
"Oh, no, no, if you get into trouble, you will be scolded by Ali!"
After being stunned for a long time, the girl held her head and shouted these words.
"I need to run away quickly..."
"Over there, stop and don't move!"
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