Chapter 106 Sophia

"sinner."

"Bastard."

"The filth that tarnishes the sacred bloodline."

"The daughter of a murderer."

"Why don't you just die? Living is disgusting."

With the ridicule and curses all around, countless malicious intent swept in from all directions.

Even though the object of their abuse was just a little girl under seven years old, they had no intention of lowering their voices and vented their malice wantonly.

The little girl in tattered clothes listened numbly to the malice around her, lowered her head and took small steps forward.

"boom."

A leg suddenly stretched out from somewhere and tripped her.

She fell heavily to the ground, and dust and filth instantly covered her whole body.

Her clothes and skin were torn and tangled together.

As the blood flowed, intense pain also surged into my heart.

She gritted her teeth and endured the pain without making a sound or crying.

Because she knew that it would be of no use and would only make them more excited.

She forced herself to stand up, gritting her teeth.

"boom!"

With a thunder, drops of rain fell from the sky.

After a burst of hurried footsteps, the servants quickly took umbrellas to block the rain.

The young masters and young ladies were well protected. Under the magic effect of the umbrellas, not even a drop of rain fell on them.

But the little girl who got up again did not receive such treatment. She was already in a disheveled state, and now she looked even more disheveled under the rain.

Several young masters and young ladies glanced at her with disdain and cursed her a few more times. When they got no response, they turned around and left because they felt bored.

After they left, the little girl also lowered her head, biting her lips as she moved forward in the increasingly heavy rain.

By the time she reached a dilapidated wooden house, she was completely soaked.

A young-looking girl wearing the same old clothes quickly pulled her into the wooden house.

The girl quickly took off the girl's wet clothes, dried her body with a dry towel, and put on new clothes.

At the same time, she looked at her torn clothes and bleeding wounds, and her face darkened slightly.

She stretched out her left hand and gently stroked the girl's wound. Gentle magic power slowly flowed from her hand, and the wound quickly healed.

After healing the girl's wounds, the girl smiled and spoke softly.

"The meal is ready, you can eat first, mom has something to go out for."

As she spoke, the girl with her right fist clenched stood up, turned around, her face instantly turned ugly, and she strode out of the cabin.

At this moment, the girl reached out her hand, grabbed her, and spoke.

"do not go."

mother
Sitting on the sofa in the room, Sophia closed her eyes, tilted her head, and silently missed her mother in her heart.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Sophia was awakened from her memory. She glanced at the door and spoke.

"Please come in."

As she finished her words, a well-dressed girl with black hair and black eyes pushed the door and walked in.

She was wearing a robe made of unknown extraordinary material, and the aura she exuded inadvertently and autonomously showed the extremely high quality of the robe.

The magic book in the right hand is extraordinary just by looking at the outer shell.

Any one of the gems inlaid on it would be priceless.

Although they don't look so gorgeous and luxurious, their simple appearance represents a strong foundation. The identity of the girl in front of him is definitely not simple. She must be at least a great noble or the heir of a school.

Tsk, bad luck.

This was the last person she wanted to see.

Therefore, guys with this kind of background all knew her situation and would not treat her well.

Just as she was preparing to face malicious abuse from the other side, she heard a polite greeting and introduction.

"Hello, my name is Hela, a fourth-ring spellcaster."

The girl in front of her seemed unaware of her situation and politely performed a greeting between spellcasters, with a gentle and calm tone in her voice.

Sophia was stunned for a moment.

Doesn't she know about me? Maybe she just came to the Black Territory and doesn't know what I look like.

Sophia laughed at herself internally.

As long as she reveals her identity, the guy in front of her will reveal her malicious intentions.

Thinking of this, she stood up slowly, returned the greeting and spoke with the noble etiquette her mother had taught her.

"Hello, I'm Sophia, a three-ring spellcaster."

After introducing herself, Sophia did not receive the disgusted look she expected.

As if treating an ordinary person, the girl named Hela walked up and sat in front of her.

Even when she was so surprised that she didn't speak first, the girl in front of her took the initiative to break the strange silence and started chatting with her.

She seemed to not care at all about Sophia's identity.

Sophia responded to Hela's words uncomfortably and observed her with some surprise.

"If there are no problems, how about we gather at the South Gate at 5pm?"

After a conversation where Sofia herself didn't even know what she was saying, the black-haired girl in front of her suddenly said.

And Sophia replied subconsciously.

"All right."

After receiving Sophia's answer, the black-haired girl stood up and gave Sophia a dazzling smile. At the same time, she stretched out her hand and said.

"Well, please give me your guidance for this commission."

Sophia also stood up quickly, and held the black-haired girl's hand unexpectedly, and spoke in a somewhat unnatural and nervous tone.

"Please give me your advice."

Then, the black-haired girl blinked, glanced at her right hand held by Sophia, and said with a chuckle.

"Ma'am, any other questions?"

"Ah? Sorry, sorry, it's okay, it's okay."

After being reminded by the black-haired girl, Sophia reacted and quickly withdrew her hand.

She wouldn't think of me as some ignorant fool.

Sophia, Sophia, have you forgotten everything your mother taught you?

No manners at all.

Sophia apologized in a panic.

Opposite her, the black-haired girl smiled, waved her hand, and said nonchalantly.

"It's okay. You don't have to be so nervous. I'm just an ordinary spellcaster. I'm not afraid to tell you that this is the first time I've received such a commission. I don't know anything yet. I might have to rely on you more when the time comes."

Listening to the black-haired girl's words, Sophia slightly raised her right leg and stepped hard on her left toe.

The pain forced her to calm down.

She seemed to think that I was so nervous because she was a fourth-ring spellcaster?
Sophia forced a smile and followed the black-haired girl's guess and said.

"You're welcome."

(End of this chapter)