15 Crime

I left the inner city and entered the outer city, still wearing the green cloak the old man gave me. I may not believe the 'Blessed One' stuff but I have to admit, having golden eyes can really attract unwanted attention. It's how I was captured to be a slave in the first place.

I still attracted a bit of attention though. It's pretty strange seeing a small hooded figure in the middle of the street, but no one bothered me for some reason. It was as if there was an unwritten rule to not mess with hooded figures. I wasn't the only one using this half-assed disguise. There were several others that I saw wearing a hood and covering their faces. Probably something happened in the past that caused people to ignore suspicious hooded figures, I could only speculate though.

The inner city was surrounded by a 4-meter wall with gates in 4 cardinal directions that lead to the outer city. I went through the southern gate by randomly picking it. There were guards stationed there, and I assume it's the same for the other gates. The gates were constantly opened though as many people were coming and going. All of them looked like people of the middle-class and above, no commoners were allowed to enter the inner city.

Thankfully it wasn't a hassle to leave the inner city. The guards were very lax and didn't even bother to bat an eye in my direction.

As soon as I walked out of the gate I saw the difference in social classes. The commoners walking around the streets were wearing dull colored linen clothes, unlike the nobles with their flashy cotton and silk attire. The buildings were not that much different from the ones in the inner city, but as I continued to walk around and go farther and farther away from the inner city wall, the condition of the buildings was becoming poorer.

I saw many slaves as I wandered. I saw a person who I assumed to be a merchant was continuously whipping slaves that were unloading merchandise from a wagon. The slaves barely had any fat on them, it was just skin and bones. Weiss was right, as far as slaves go, I'm quite lucky, and all because of superstitions.

Soon I entered what I assumed was the slums area. Peasants were just sitting around, some were even laying on the ground. Everyone had one thing in common, they were all just skin and bones. I even saw corpses of dead people sometimes, but no one bothered to do anything, they just left them to rot in the streets.

There were some people who were in a better situation than most. They looked like thugs judging from their shit-eating grin when while holding a pouch of coins.

I didn't want to stay in the outer city any longer. Just going to the slums area was already pretty depressing.

I retraced my steps to go back to the inner city when I heard a scream. I couldn't resist my curiosity so I went to check it out.

I was still near the slums and it didn't take long for me to find the source of the scream. In an inconspicuous alley, there was a woman being assaulted by 2 men. From the looks of it, she was going to be raped. Some of the woman's clothes were already torn, the 2 men were just having fun toying with her before they do her.

I wanted to just ignore what was happening. This kind of stuff happens everyday, even in my past world. I didn't want to get caught up in something trouble.

"Somebody help me!"

"Haha! Keep calling for help, no one's gonna come."

When I heard the words 'help me', the memory of grandpa's last words suddenly flashed in my mind.

'Try to help people, ok?'

I couldn't help but click my tongue. I looked around to see if anyone could help. I saw a guard walk by, drinking from a bottle. I approached the guard.

"Hey! Guard! There's a woman there being assaulted by thugs! You have to help her!"

The guard looked in the direction I was pointing at. I thought he was going to do his job and apprehend the thugs, however, he just scoffed at me and drank from the bottle.

What the hell? I looked around, it turns out everyone knows what was happening, but they were choosing to ignore it.

The guard suddenly spoke, "Tch, empty. Gotta buy more."

The guard dropped the bottle which made the bottom half of it shatter, leaving sharp shards protruding outwards.

I grit my teeth. I grabbed the broken bottle by the neck and grabbed a pebble from the dirt road. I went back to the alley and channeled Aura into my entire body. A thin layer of white Aura energy covered my whole body.

I dashed towards the first thug, and just like the time with the gray wolf, I stabbed the broken bottle into his back and before the other thug could react, I threw the pebble at his face which broke his nose.

The first thug was still in shock from suddenly being stabbed in the back but the second thug, whose nose bridge is now bleeding heavily, reacted quickly.

"You little brat!"

He threw a punch at me which I evaded quite easily by slipping between his legs and went behind him. Seemed like they didn't know how to use Aura.

By taking advantage of the universal weakness of all males, I brought Thug #2 down. What did I do? I simply kicked his balls as hard as a could. I could hear *crack* sound when I did it as the thug whimpered. The thug fell down on the ground while holding his crotch. I felt a little guilty for doing this to a fellow male, I instinctively held my own crotch, somewhat feeling his pain.

Thug #1, the guy I just stabbed pulled out a knife and swung it at me. I couldn't react fast enough because I was distracted. The knife cut my face, wounding my left cheek. The wound started bleeding, but luckily it wasn't a deep cut.

"I'm gonna fucking kill you, brat."

The thug started slashing at me with the knife, but this time I was able to evade his attacks now. I moved sideways as I evade another attack. I went behind Thug #1 and pulled out the glass bottle that was still stuck in his back.

His back started bleeding profusely after I pulled out the glass bottle. The thug shouted in pain when I did that.

I thought I did enough here so I didn't attack Thug #1 even after taking the glass bottle. Thug #2 was still whimpering while holding his crotch and Thug #1 was bleeding heavily and was starting to look weak and couldn't continue attacking me.

The woman was already long gone so my goal was already achieved. I dropped the broken bottle and left as I ran back towards the inner city.