Deviant (3)

Keiko gritted her teeth, grabbed the head of the man she had already controlled, and slammed into the wall beside him, causing the man to faint. Then Keiko left the man behind and rushed towards the source of the sound.

After running a few steps into the alley and turning right, Keiko saw that, in an extremely narrow gap, the man who had just kidnapped the little girl was pressing on the little girl, and the little girl's pants had been completely torn off. And the beast was about to succeed. The girl cried and roared in despair, but no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't resist the man on top of her body.

Keiko felt the blood all over her body rush to her head.

She stepped forward with a saber, stretched out her left hand, pulled the man's clothes on the back, and yank him out directly.

The man let out an unexpected shrill, and before he had time to react, he saw a flash of sword light, a chill in his crotch, followed by a pair of fierce black eyes appearing in front of him.

"The next blow will be on your neck."

The cold and murderous voice, as though the devil in hell personally paid him a visit, made him tremble violently. He was punched on the bridge of his nose by Keiko and instantly fainted.

Keiko didn't really use the saber. Although she was extremely angry, she still held onto her reasons. It's enough to teach these two hooligans a lesson and save the mother and daughter, and she doesn't want to escalate the situation.

The girl in the crack slumped to the ground, unable to stand up at all. Keiko took her out and helped organize the girl's clothes so that she could barely cover her shame. The girl was so frightened that she couldn't say a word. Her whole body was shaking, her body was twitching, and her breathing was ragged.

Keiko discovered that the girl should be in her thirteenth or fourteenth year, but her body is abnormally thin, and she appears to be in her early tens.

Her small face is very delicate, but the neck that should be fair and tender is now covered with ferocious scratches, and the black collar worn on her neck looks extremely eye-catching.

She had dust mixed with tears stuck to her face, and it was a little dirty. She was as light as a feather in her arms, and she could feel her bones.

It was too pitiful.

Because of Seol-Hyun Ae's guidance, when Keiko took the girl out of the alley, there were not many onlookers in the square outside. Seeing her come out, Seol-Hyun Ae immediately went over to her.

"Hey! Is the matter resolved? What about the two men?"

"They fainted in the alley, I didn't kill them. Don't worry about them."

Keiko replied coldly, then ignored Seol-Hyun Ae, hugged the girl, and headed in the direction of the mother.

The mother was wearing Keiko's military uniform and was sitting paralyzed on the ground in the corner of the square.

Seeing Keiko carrying her daughter over, her originally ashen face came back to life in an instant. She stretched out her hands tremblingly and took her daughter from Keiko's arms.

"She's fine, she just suffered a light brush. Don't worry," Keiko comforted.

"Thank you, thank you, Miss Officer."

The woman was obviously relieved. She knelt on the ground with her daughter and kowtowed to Keiko. Keiko hurriedly stepped aside and leaned to her side to help them up.

"No, no, you don't need to do this. I'm just doing my best." Keiko felt choking in her throat and was very uncomfortable.

The woman wiped her hands on her tattered clothes, then took off Keiko's military uniform draped over her body, carefully folded it, patted off the dust, and hunched over as if offering some tribute to Keiko.

Keiko looked at her actions. Her heart was sour for a while, and she took back her military uniform in silence, but she didn't know what to say.

"The officer has a kind heart. My daughter and I can't implicate you. We'll immediately leave."

The daughter, who had regained her composure, bowed deeply to Keiko, and then the mother and daughter supported each other and left the square.

When Keiko and the little girl passed by, she could clearly see that the expression on the little girl's face was full of resentment.

She gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and tried her best to hold back her tears, but she didn't even look at Keiko.

She was very obedient to her mother, bowing and kneeling to Keiko as her mother said, but Keiko knew that she was not grateful to Keiko from the bottom of her heart.

At this moment, in her heart, anger and hatred completely overshadowed the so-called gratitude. The rescue could not give her the slightest comfort at all.

It was almost dusk, and the mother and daughter, whose names were not even known, dragged their injured bodies and staggered under the setting sun, their shadows stretching for a long time.

Keiko stood stiffly in the same place, looking at their backs, feeling a little bit bitter.

Seol-Hyun Ae silently stood by her side.

After a long while, she patted Keiko on the shoulder and said, "Come on, I'll treat you to a drink."

At the other end of the square, on a bench, for people to rest on, Jeanne and Beatrix were sitting side by side. Seeing that Keiko and Seol-Hyun Ae were about to leave, Beatrix couldn't help but say, "Okay, the show is over. I wonder if Miss Armstrong and I can enjoy a glass of wine together?"

Jeanne stood up, straightened the corners of her skirt, and said with a smile.

"How do you feel?"

"About what?"

"That scene just now."

"I don't feel anything. Isn't it normal? Even if the second lieutenant's righteousness was rampant this time, the final result was as expected," Beatrix shrugged.

"Well...that's right..." Jeanne was noncommittal, and then changed the subject very abruptly, "Would you like to have some mint julep? I heard the one at the Military Club is delicious."

Beatrix stood up with a smile and said, "Don't forget, it's your treat."