Eina walked back to the bed, laying down and trying to find a comfortable position for her injured body. She hadn't felt pain like this for many years. Her training at the beginning made her feel like this, but over time her body became much more resilient.

Now that she has become a child, she didn't plan to escape. At least if she stayed, she'd have time to prepare. Although she knew that as a woman, in an ancient dynasty; a brothel was akin to hell. Not only were the women here not voluntary, but they were also without human rights. But from what she knew, the girls were very well protected. After all, they were the future merchandise. The owner couldn't allow the merchandise to be spoiled before it reached its greatest value, right?

So Eina, who estimated that her new body was probably around five or six, didn't have many worries. She just wanted to rest and allow her injuries to heal. She wasn't sure when they'd let her out, but she knew it wouldn't be too long. Perhaps when morning came and the guests dispersed. Only then would the one who dealt with her have time to remember the ignorant little girl that was locked in a dilapidated yard.

When the morning sun broke through the cracks that riddled the house, radiating the room with its gentle warmth, Eina opened her eyes. There was no sleepiness on her face, only a pair of calm eyes staring at the small rays of light coming through the gaps in the roof.

Eina sat up, looking down at this new body, a hint of disbelief flashed through her eyes.

'Healed?' she wondered.

She stood up, moving her arms and legs, a surprised and joyful expression appearing on the now child's face, which fit far better than the deep eyes and indifferent face that a child should never be able to show.

It seems her original body's healing ability has come with her. Now that she thinks about it, although her senses are much worse than at her peak, they're definitely not what a child should have.

She had to thank the organisation for making her one of the experiments to try and enhance her innate abilities. It led to her being the strongest assassin in her batch of lab rats.

She was an adult when the testing was done in the last life, but now she has heightened abilities from such a young age, Eina wondered how strong she'd be when she reached adulthood this time.

A ray of silver lining in this dark time. She didn't have much time to be happy, because she heard the sound of footsteps coming from the gate of the yard.

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Eina sighed, acting timid was something she liked to do the least, but how could a child be calm in this situation?

When she heard the lock on the door outside being undone, she calmly moved to the corner of the bed, sat against the wall with her arms around her knees and began to tremble; tears forming in her eyes.

The young boy opened the door, seeing the timid girl on the bed, he didn't feel any pity. He'd seen too many girls like her, some that fared much worse. This was a cruel world, and she had tk get used to that sooner.

"Cry! Go on keep crying. What's it going to solve!?" the boy yelled impatiently.

Eina buried her head on her knees, sobbing faintly.

The boy walked over and grabbed Eina's hand, yanking her off the bed.

Eina suppressed the desire to kill this little bastard in front of her, allowing herself to be dragged outside the room, along the pathway.

Although she continued crying silently, Eina was mapping out the route they walked, looking for any places that could be beneficial in the future. Even if she believed she'd have no worries until she turned fifteen, Eina would never be stupid enough not to have escape routes planned ahead of time, just in case worse comes to worst.

Eina was pulled by the boy, having to trot to keep up. They passed many different courtyards where she could see girls busy cleaning the houses. Noticing their consistent uniforms, she guessed that they were probably servants. There would obviously be no men allowed near the rear bedrooms of the prostitutes.

The male servants were probably closer to where the brothel building itself was. The backyard was the place where the women, tired from their night work could finally come to bathe and rest.

Eina, pulled by the irritable boy, passed many servants and a few prostitutes, but none of them spared the two of them a look. It wasn't hard for her to guess that this was a common occurrence.

Luckily the boy had finally reached the area he was taking her. She could hear the muffled sound of a stern woman's voice, as well as the voices of many girls inside.

The boy put away his irritable expression and knocked on the door, he kept his head bowed and said softly "Teacher, I brought the troublemaker".

The stern woman looked towards the doorway, which led to the girls inside following suit. The teacher told the boy "Alright, go on about your duties".

The boy quickly said, "Yes, teacher".

The stern woman walked over to where Eina was standing with her head bowed and shoulders trembling. She grabbed Eina's chin, raising the little girl's head, so as to have a look.

A flash of surprise showed on her face. 'What a disaster' the stern woman thought. She had seen many beauties in her time teaching in the brothel, and this girl would definitely grow into one of the best.

Even with her childish features, the embryonic beauty could still be seen. The stern woman had already decided that this girl needed a different level of training compared to the rest of these girls.

This girl would definitely become the signboard of the brothel when she grew up. She looked down at the teary little girl and asked "Do you know where you're wrong?"

Eina followed the teachers question, timidly replying "I-I-I sh-shouldn't disobey the teacher".

"It's good to know your mistakes" the teacher smiled, "Go and sit down with the other girls".

Eina replied submissively "Yes, teacher".