Magic and Vientiane Card System

The morning sun splashed on the earth, and the cool dew passed his short life on the grass blades.

There were bursts of birdsong in the forest. Birds always get up early.Because the early bird gets the worm~ but the early worm gets eaten by the bird!

But there are many people who get up earlier than the birds.

On a busy construction site not far from the forest, countless slaves in tattered clothes and shackled feet were sweating and out of breath.

These slaves are the ones bought by the vampires.They were assigned to six construction sites and worked day and night in two shifts.

In this world without large machinery, civil engineering is undoubtedly an extremely labor-intensive task.

These slaves exist as cattle and horses.Carry it by hand, on your shoulder, or on your back!That's how they were, forcibly transporting stones weighing tens of kilograms from a quarry far away, and then placing them somewhere according to the instructions.

After working all night, many slaves were frivolous and crumbling.Not to mention these slaves who don't have enough food and clothing, even a strong man, it is too much for him to do such heavy work overnight.

Normally speaking, slave owners would not abuse slaves like this.Slaves are their assets, and if they are used in this way, it is likely to cause the loss of their own assets.

But vampires don't care.They didn't care about the lives of these slaves.

A thin young man was holding a stone and was teetering, the sweat on his forehead rolled down his cheeks.

His name is Abigail, when he went to the city to work hard with a few uncles from the same village with a dream in mind, hoping to improve his life.They were cheated and their personal freedom was controlled. , after more than ten days of trekking in handcuffs, he was sent to Budapest to become a slave.

His name, Abigail, means "father's pride" in Common.But his father, who had been an adventurer and was extremely stalwart in his heart, had passed away for many years.And only 15-year-old Abigail, the pride of his father W, is now shackled and enslaved...

A night of hard work, even with the help of an uncle from the same village, still exhausted the 15-year-old boy. Abigail's eyes were a little blurred, and even the supervisor's scolding was a little vague...

The uncle who was taking care of him all the time, seeing him like this, hurried over and asked with concern: "Little Abigail, are you alright?"

Little Abigail managed to pull himself together and comforted him, "No, uncle, I'm fine." As soon as he said that, he fell to the ground with the stone in his arms.

The supervisor on the side had already been staring at the two of them. Seeing such a scene, he walked over directly with a whip.

"What are you doing? Lazy in front of me? Despicable slaves! I should really show you something!" The stern-faced supervisor wanted to make an example of others, and he was responsible for the progress of the project.If the progress of the project is slow, then he will face the punishment of those vampires.

He must squeeze the physical strength of all the slaves and make them work hard.

He shook the leather whip in his hand, and the black leather whip was raised high like a poisonous snake spewing out a message. Then, the whip tip made a crisp sound in the air, and slammed on little Abigail's back.

The tattered linen coat on little Abigail was directly torn in half under the severe whipping.

The 15-year-old boy let out a loud wail, his whole body tensed up, almost bouncing off the ground.But then fatigue and severe pain knocked him down.His eyes darkened, and he passed out...

But the supervisor did not stop the whip in his hand.Under the waving of his thick arms, the black whip whipped the boy one after another!

"Damn maggots! Get up! If you want to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, I'll let you really die!"

"Please, don't hit him! He's just a child!" The uncle at the side threw himself on little Abigail while begging for mercy, and blocked him a few times.

The overseer with a face full of flesh whipped a few more times before putting away his whip.He glanced at the slaves around viciously, and shouted loudly: "Listen to me, you maggots! If there are any more lazy, I will hang you on this pole and beat you to death!"

Seeing that the slaves around turned their heads away and did not dare to look at him, the overseer walked aside contentedly.Sitting in his chair, he continued to monitor the work of the slaves.

The slaves around endured their anger and continued to work, while worrying about their unpredictable future.

It's not that they haven't resisted before, but the Budapest slave hunting team has a lot of experience in these things!

Every resistance ended in failure, and some leaders were brutally killed in front of everyone.They will even show their flaws on purpose to lure the slaves to rebel.Then, suppress them again and severely hit their confidence.After a few times, the slaves did not dare to resist.

And when you have been a slave for a long time, you will no longer want to resist, and you will even feel honored because you are praised by your master.From then on, generation after generation will exist as slaves...

When a person loses his free will, he is no longer a whole person.

That night, little Abigail developed a high fever.The hardships along the way have worn down his immature body, and the heavy labor overnight has drained the last of his physical strength.

And the last lash of the whip by the vicious supervisor beat his entire back to pieces and blood!This became the straw that broke the camel's back.

Little Abigail fell in the slave camp with only a little thatch, covered with his tattered linen coat that was stained with blood...

This slave camp was temporarily built, with high mud walls, airtight and crowded cells, and heavy and dark locks... In this way, the slaves in shackles were firmly controlled.

On the wooden poles outside the camp, there were several corpses hanging.Those were slaves who were caught trying to escape.After they were killed, they were hung on wooden poles as a warning to others...

Throughout the night, little Abigail was left in the slave camp, unattended.He has been in a coma for the whole day, no medicine, not a drop of water.The uncle who is with him now has been forced to work on the construction site.The half-dead little Abigail was left in the camp to die...

If he survived, he continued to work the next day.If he died, the body would be thrown on a cart and dragged out of the city to be buried hastily.

The uncle who was driven to the construction site by the supervisor with a whip at night shed a few tears.According to his experience, little Abigail, who has not woken up for a whole day and is still comatose and feverish, may not be able to survive...

Little Abigail was walking on the rugged mountain road in a daze.All around was a dark, silent wilderness.He didn't know where he wanted to go, and he didn't know where this was.He just walked forward in a trance.

Suddenly, he saw a light of fire on the road ahead.His spirits were lifted a little, he was a little clearer.

Walking to the fire, he found that it was a burning fire.And beside the fire, there was a person sitting with his back facing him.

When he stepped forward, he realized that it was his father who had passed away for many years!

Father was not in the weak state he remembered from his illness, but in a strong and confident state he had never seen before.His father was wearing mottled leather armor, and the big sword in his hand was sharpened extremely sharp.

"Father?" Little Abigail was a little surprised, a little confused.

But the father smiled and said, "Little Abigail, my son. Are you here?" The father pulled little Abigail to sit down.

The father and son sat by the fire, silent for a while.

Finally the father spoke: "My son, how did you get here?"

Little Abigail stared at the flames and said, "I walked on the rugged mountain road and kept walking. Then I came here."

Father was silent for a while, touched his head, and said, "You shouldn't come... Do you remember what I told you?"

Little Abigail looked at his father, "Is it... the courage to pursue?"

"Yes!" Father smiled, "Yes! Don't forget to be brave in pursuit."

At the beginning, it was because of his father's teaching that little Abigail had the courage to leave the small village where he had lived for more than ten years, and wanted to see the outside world...

Little Abigail was silent for a while, and asked, "Father, has it always been this dark here?"

Father nodded, "Yes, it's always been this dark."

Little Abigail lowered his head, and after a while he asked again: "Father, it will be the same here from now on, has it always been this dark?"

The father touched his head again, and said earnestly, "My son, no! It won't be dark here forever. Look, what's over there?"

Little Abigail looked in the direction of his father's finger, there was the east, and the fiery red sun was protruding from the rugged mountains!The golden sunlight shone on little Abigail, dispelling the boundless darkness!

Little Abigail was stunned for a moment, he stared at the fiery red sun with wide eyes, even when he was crying.

His father patted him on the shoulder, "Go, my son. Go and follow your light."

Little Abigail suddenly heard loud shouts of killing life, and he woke up suddenly!Surrounded by the dilapidated slave cells with only a little bit of thatch...

His high fever had subsided, and he survived.

But at this time, there were shouts of killing from the east of the slave camp!

At this time, Charlotte had already led his men into the slave camp!