Chapter 415 Hegel's Stomach Problem
Chapter 415 Hegel's Stomach Problem
Under Iman's guidance, Xiaogu finally completed her first prayer to the Moon Goddess in her life. Although her movements still had some errors, at least her expression was pious enough.
"Sister Yiman, will God be able to hear my prayers now?"
Looking at Xiaogu's innocent face, Yiman frowned and thought for a moment, then pursed her lips and said uncertainly: "Maybe, but I remember that you don't seem to be a believer of the Bright Moon Goddess. Weren't you a believer of the Fiery Sun or the White Sun God King before?"
"I changed it a long time ago!" Xiao Gu pouted and playfully buried his face in Iman's chest and rubbed it again and again, "I haven't seen Shuangyang these few days, so I decided to change my god of worship."
Yiman felt a little itchy, but she still gently stroked Xiaogu's head, and then whispered: "But we can't see the bright moon these nights either. Why do you start to believe in the Bright Moon Goddess?"
"Well, I don't know either, but didn't Sister Gina say that?"
Xiao Gu raised his head and imitated earnestly: "As long as you live, you must have a belief, otherwise you will go crazy sooner or later."
Iman was stunned as she looked at the lifelike appearance of the small drum. She seemed to see the shadow of her good friend Gina. She was always so optimistic and would always comfort her in a gentle voice whenever she was about to become depressed.
Yes, Iman finally understood why she felt empty deep inside as if something was missing. That was the spiritual support brought by her old friend. With her departure, Iman lost an important spiritual support.
There would no longer be anyone who would hold her in his arms and whisper comfort to her at night.
Suddenly, a sharp pain spread throughout Iman's body, causing her to fall to the floor of the bathhouse and twitch. It was not a pain from the heart, but a real, severe physical pain.
Soon, Iman lost consciousness amid the screams of the small drum, and when she woke up again, she was already in a simple wooden house. This was not her residence, not even in the manor.
"Huh, you're awake." The speaker was a thin middle-aged man who kept covering his nose with a white handkerchief. His narrow eyes looked at Iman on the bed with disgust.
After a moment of trance, Yiman recognized the man beside the bed. He was the mean and heartless housekeeper of the manor. So Yiman stood up immediately without caring about her still painful body and said in a trembling voice:
"Good night, Master Dick. I am sorry to have troubled you. I wonder..."
Dick waved his hand with an impatient expression, then threw a set of clothes to Iman and said calmly, "Put them on and go meet your new master. The carriage is waiting outside the door."
Iman hurriedly reached out to catch the clothes thrown by Dick. She felt the silky and cold fabric and was a little confused, but she soon realized that she had been sold at a low price by her master to a terrible nobleman.
"Master Dick!" Iman knelt down with tears in her eyes and hugged Dick's thigh as he was about to turn around and leave, begging: "I can still work, I'm not sick, I just fell in the bathhouse before..."
"Go away!"
Dick kicked Iman directly, then immediately squatted down and carefully wiped the places touched by Iman with a handkerchief, and warned Iman fiercely: "I have checked it myself, it is Hegel's stomach disease. The master has sold you to a foreign nobleman. You'd better accept your fate obediently."
Iman hugged her knees and cried loudly. She couldn't understand how she could have been infected with such a terrible disease when she was fine day after day. She had been praying to the Moon Goddess unremittingly these days.
Before leaving the cabin, Dick turned back and sneered, "Oh, by the way, Gina was also sold to that foreign noble. Maybe you two can meet again if she is still alive!"
Dick's words made Iman completely lose all her strength. She just sat there with her head down. For a moment, she thought of banging her head against the wall and dying, but she was afraid that she would hit it wrong and fall into a coma.
Iman regretted that she should have gotten a black fruit earlier in case of emergency. Now she was standing at the gate of hell and had no chance to get a black fruit to commit suicide.
After a while, until the driver outside the wooden house banged on the wooden door roughly, Iman came out with red eyes. After all, she did not try to commit suicide by hitting her head against the wall, but chose to put on the bright evening dress and face the unknown torture.
Iman had seen this kind of dress with scarce fabric before when she was out purchasing supplies. It was worn by prostitutes who stood in front of brothels to solicit customers. It highlighted the cleavage of Iman's chest so well that the coachman at the door almost popped his eyes out.
But the driver finally said some obscene words and then prepared to drive obediently. It was not because he had the restraint of a gentleman, but because he was paid to do the job, and he did not want to offend those noble lords, otherwise his body would appear in the woods outside the city the next day.
In a hotel in the inner city of Scott, Bai Hao reached out and touched the belly of a plump orc girl in front of him with a serious expression. This orc girl was the slave that Bai Hao bought at a low price yesterday. Her name was Gina.
"Hmm," Bai Hao closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, his hands continuously emitting silver-white magic. He then opened his eyes and said calmly, "Is this the legendary Hegel's stomach disease? It can be easily cured by the simplest light element healing magic. Why is it said to be so terrifying?"
Gina felt a little shy as she felt Bai Hao's hand still on her belly. Upon hearing this, she immediately replied respectfully, "My Lord Viscount, I have never seen an orc slave being helped by a medical mage, let alone a light elemental mage like you..."
"So this is why Hegel's stomach disease has such a high mortality rate? Those stupid and stingy nobles didn't even hire a doctor!"
Gina was deeply moved when she saw Bai Hao's angry expression, because it was the first time she saw an upper-class noble speaking up for a lowly slave. A feeling she had never experienced before continued to spread in Gina's heart.
"Not all nobles are true gentlemen like you," Gina stretched out her hands to hold Bai Hao's hands, and then slowly moved them to her lower abdomen, "You not only saved my life, but also gave me the opportunity to join the army. I am willing to dedicate my chastity to you!"
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