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"I'm leaving now, Mr. Stone Statue. It was nice talking to you."

Xiaoguang smiled and ran away. If she didn't go back before others finished their meal, she would definitely be beaten again.

After Xiaoguang left, the stone statue in the wall closed its eyes again. It was unknown when it had taken to falling asleep, burying itself like this and isolating itself from the outside world.

There were a few searchlights scattered throughout the mine tunnel, bringing a little light to the dark space.

Xiaoguang ran barefoot on the ground and finally returned to his work place before the patrolling soldiers arrived.

Many ragged people were licking their fingers, still savoring the aroma of rice. No one noticed when Xiaoguang left.

"You lowly miners, why don't you take action to repay the king's generosity!"

A tall man came over with his nose pinched, and hit someone at random with the whip in his hand.

Snapped!

Xiaoguang, who was standing closest to him, became his first target.

Xiaoguang was whipped and fell to the ground. A wound appeared on his back and blood slowly soaked his clothes.

"waste!"

The man ignored Xiaoguang who fell to the ground and waved the whip in his hand wildly in protest.

The miners were numb to this. In order to force them to work, some of them died under the soldiers' whips every day.

They picked up hoes and started chiseling at the raw iron ore on the wall.

The sound of the hoe hitting the mine was heard, but the soldier did not give up.

He was like a lion patrolling his territory, looking back and forth proudly. If anyone slowed down, he would whip them.

"Hurry up, did you eat all your food for nothing?"

Snapped!

The whip landed on a middle-aged man, who shook his body but did not stop.

Xiaoguang lay on the ground, looking at the man. She wanted to get up, but she couldn't.

She was too weak. She had never eaten a full meal since her parents left, and she was too young to withstand a whipping.

"You are General Andrei's daughter, right? He is such a great general!"

The man walked over to Xiaoguang, squatted down and showed a strange expression. It was an expression that wanted to show sadness, but couldn't control the smile.

"But he still died. He was a hypocrite! If we free these slaves, who will mine for us?"

"He looked down on me, Dali, but now I'm wantonly abusing his daughter!"

Dali had a twisted smile on his face and kicked Xiaoguang on the ground again.

"Hahaha! You bastard, if you want to blame someone, blame your parents for giving birth to you."

"Now that they are dead, you will have to live on alone."

Tears blurred Xiaoguang's vision, and she wanted to retort that her parents were the greatest parents.

But she couldn't speak, blood blocked her throat and pain wrapped around her body.

Dali ignored Xiaoguang. If he died, he died. If he wasn't dead, he could still be tortured a few more times.

The surrounding miners listened to Dali's words but did not dare to take any action. General Andre was indeed very good to them, but he was dead.

Staying alive is their only goal; Xiaoguang's life or death has nothing to do with them.

The people in the mine were numbly knocking on the wall, and Xiaoguang was wriggling on the ground, enduring the pain.

She was dying. This was the third time she had been hurt since her parents' death, and she felt this was the last time.

But she was unwilling to give up. She wanted to see what the world outside was like and experience the feeling of the sun shining on her body.

Xiaoguang crawled for more than ten minutes and finally fell down beside a wall.

Others thought she was dead and would be dragged away by soldiers the next day. The lives of mine slaves were even worse than those of ordinary slaves. Here, their only fate was death.

Three hours later, Xiaoguang slowly opened her eyes. She felt her throat was sticky and her body had no strength.

Xiaoguang leaned against the wall, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. She began to miss her parents and wonder whether her birth was right or not.

Her father, Andre, was a general of the kingdom, but he was framed for resisting the mining slave system, and her mother was already pregnant at that time.

Andre thought about it for a long time and finally gave birth to her.

Andre was so strong that the soldiers who managed the miners did not dare to hurt him, but because of this he offended many soldiers who guarded the miners. Dali was the best example.

Seeing that Andrew refused to repent, the king finally ordered his execution.

Xiaoguang's mother chose to commit suicide after learning of Andre's death, leaving behind the six-year-old Xiaoguang.

Although Xiaoguang has never left the mine, she has thrived under Andre's protection, so she always has a smile on her face, even though life is so difficult.

At night, when the miners were fighting for the only bucket of rice, Xiaoguang stood up by holding on to the wall.

Step by step, enduring the pain, he walked towards the stone statue.

After his parents died, Mr. Stone Statue was the only person willing to communicate with him. Although Xiaoguang had never seen what he looked like, he felt that he must be a gentle man like his father.

She thought that since she was about to die, she had to tell Mr. Stone Statue about it, otherwise it would make Mr. Stone Statue embarrassed.

Tick, tick.

Xiaoguang leaned against the wall, blood dripping onto the ground.

Half an hour later, Xiaoguang finally reached her destination. Exhausted, she fell to the ground.

"Mr. Stone Statue, are you awake?"

Xiaoguang tried her best to make her voice cheerful. She came to say goodbye and couldn't make Mr. Stone Statue sad.

After a few minutes, the statue did not answer. Xiaoguang smiled and was not sad. Perhaps leaving this world like this could reduce trouble for others.

Perhaps because she knew no one could hear her, she could no longer control herself and blurted out what was in her heart.

She is just a six-year-old child, and she also wants to tell someone what is on her mind.

"Mr. Stone Statue, what do you think, should I have been born? If I hadn't been born, forget it. If I hadn't been born, I wouldn't have met my parents and Mr. Stone Statue."

"Mr. Stone Statue, what do you think the world after death is like? Is it darker there than here?"

"I miss my parents, but I also want to see the sun again. My father named me Xiaoguang, saying it means the light of the sun."

"Mr. Stone Statue."

"I don't want to die."

The girl's voice was soft, but it was deafening to Henry.

The ground began to shake, and the dirt on the wall began to fall off. A figure with wings and a body made of stone walked out.

"Do you want to live?" Henry stretched out his hand to Xiaoguang, but Xiaoguang's consciousness had begun to blur at this time.

Henry bent down and carefully picked up Xiaoguang to avoid hurting him with his sharp claws.

Xiaoguang had fallen into a coma. She didn't know what was happening outside, but she felt like she was entering a cold embrace, an embrace that was cold but made her feel warm.