When I traveled through time and became a player, I just wanted to commit suicide

Seeing those slave hunters quickly disappearing into the crowd, Li Shanren waved his hand and let the five eager demi-humans from the Borderland return to the Soul Summoning Bell.

The five magic swords dissipated automatically after not finding the enemy for a long time.

Li Shanren looked back at Sivana.

Perhaps because of the order just given, this wolf girl looked submissive and did not dare to speak.

Li Shanren stared at her and was about to say something, but he saw the fruit stall owner not far away coming back with a few guards.

He thought for a while, then threw a few copper ruso directly on the stall to compensate the stall owner for his losses, and then pulled Sivana away in a hurry.

If you are rushed by the guards, you will have to undergo interrogation.

Li Shanren led Sivana around the market several times, and finally found a secluded corner.

The two stood facing each other.

Sivana lowered her head and looked at her toes in silence.

And Li Shanren... his eyes were a bit evil.

"Why do you call me Charles?" Li Shanren asked.

"Because...of the smell." Sivana whispered back, "You didn't wear perfume when you came to the mansion some time ago. I remembered the smell of you."

What? Remember my taste? !

Your nose is so sharp!

I went to the mansion some time ago...?

Li Shanren recalled slightly.

Could it be that he pretended to be Charles and sneaked into the villa in order to collect intelligence?

Li Shanren's heart moved, he looked at Sivana and said, "Take off the hat."

Sivana obeyed and slowly lifted her hood, revealing a beautiful face. Her vertical wolf ears and dark brown round pupils made her look a bit wild.

Li Shanren studied it for a few seconds and soon remembered the origin of this wolf girl.

She was one of the three maids Li Shanren saw most often in Charles' mansion. At the beginning, Charles wanted to sell these three to Li Shanren as a favor.

However, he was rejected by Li Shanren.

Let’s not talk about whether Charles’s act of giving them away had ulterior motives. If he accepted them at that time, he would undoubtedly have created several burdens for himself.

Even now, Li Shanren doesn't really want to have anything to do with them.

But the wolf girl in front of her recognized her and she couldn't let it go.

There are two envisioned solutions:

First, the dead can keep secrets;

Second, passing the ban on slave printing allows her to keep secrets.

Li Shanren hesitated. According to his past personality, killing would not be the first option.

If you think about using violent means to solve problems when you encounter them, you may develop the habit of taking action first like Wei Luo.

And, can dead people really keep secrets?

Li Shanren recalled the necromancer he had met before.

The magic involved in the other party is undoubtedly related to the dead. Since there is such a system, there may be magic in this world that can make the dead speak like necromancy.

Unless Li Shanren can kill the soul, the dead are not safe.

Although he doesn't like slave marks, he has to say that it is very effective under special circumstances.

If a ban is specifically issued, even if you use a mind-confused spell like Wei Luo, you won't be able to get anything out of it.

Even if Sivana was killed and her soul was tortured, Li Shanren would still know because of the break in the slave seal connection.

Of course, this is the most extreme case.

......

"First of all, I want to declare two things to you."

Li Shanren looked at Sivana and said slowly.

"First, I am not Charles. Since you are his slave, you should understand that there are basically two situations in which the slave mark can be lifted. Either the controller voluntarily gives up, or he has died and the slave mark automatically loses its controller."

"Second, you recognized my disguise as Charles, so..."

"You're trouble."

Hearing these words, Sivana shrank in fear and took a half step back, but soon her back was against a stone wall.

There is no way to retreat.

She had actually suspected that the young man in front of her might not be "Charles", but as mentioned before, in the critical situation, she briefly gave up thinking and made a decision based on intuition alone.

And now the mage suspected to be named "Wei Luo" seems unwilling to let her go easily.

Am...am I going to be killed?

Sivana thought in fear.

"You have only two choices." Li Shanren continued, "Death with my secret, or... I become your new slave mark master. You have ten seconds to think about it. . Don’t worry, no matter what choice you make, it’s not a big deal to me. Even if you don’t want to live, I will let you die happily.”

Hearing this, Sivana fell into silence for a moment.

She didn't want to die. Most people's will to live was stronger than they imagined.

Even people who are desperate and want to die will often not attempt suicide again after having a near-death experience.

Sivana knew very well that there would be no more choices for her.

Her only concern now is that if the young magister in front of her is a worse person than Charles, then she will fall into the pit of fire again.

Time passed by minute by minute, very fast, approaching ten seconds.

Sivana finally turned around and lowered her head, revealing the slave mark on her neck.

Not surprisingly, Li Shanren pulled off a piece of his hair and twisted it close to Nuyin.

After a while, a new connection was established in his heart.

And feeling that everything about herself was once again controlled by another person, Sivana's mood was a little complicated, feeling sad and uneasy, but also a little relieved.

Perhaps, even if she didn't meet the Master Magister, she might be caught by the slave hunting group sooner or later.

Sivana could only comfort herself in this way.

"Master..." Sivana turned around again, changed her title, and expressed her submission to Li Shanren.

"Don't call me master." Li Shanren waved his hand and immediately gave Sivana an injunction, "Under no circumstances can you reveal to others that I disguised myself as Charles."

"Yes." Sivana responded respectfully, then thought about it and changed her title, "Lord Wei Luo."

"...Don't call me Wei Luo either. People who are familiar with me usually call me 'Leathern'." Li Shanren said the most commonly used pseudonym.

It would be bad if the rightful owner heard the name Wei Luo.

"Okay, Lord Lisern." Sivana changed her title again in a good-natured manner.

"...To add another prohibition, the fact that I have used the name 'Wei Luo' is not allowed to be mentioned to outsiders."

"Yes."

Li Shanren nodded slightly, then looked at the busy market outside and said: "No matter how you think of me deep down, but in short, I am not a murderous person, and I don't like to abuse others. If I don't have no choice, I don’t want to enslave you, you are more like a burden to me..."

Sivana lowered her head deeply, accepting the first lecture from her current "master" and not daring to reply.

"If one day, the trouble you caused is no longer a trouble to me, I should let you go free. I'm talking about 'real freedom'."

Li Shanren put down these words calmly, slowly left this secluded corner and walked towards the market.

Sivana was slightly startled when she heard this.

"Okay, let's go, I want to buy some things. Do you have any experience in buying in the market?"

Sivana came to her senses and immediately replied: "I have received relevant education."

She stepped forward and followed Li Shanren closely.

Does true freedom... mean the complete lifting of the mark of slavery?

Although it feels unrealistic, because no slave owner would promise such a thing to his slaves.

This kind of thing is basically impossible to do. Except for special exceptions, the vast majority of slaves will have difficulty escaping from the "shame" of slavery throughout their lives.

But for some reason, Sivana accidentally remembered these words deeply in her heart.

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I occasionally felt wind-cold, dizzy and brain-swollen, with blood in my phlegm, and stuffy nose. I also mistakenly took medicine to treat wind-heat for two days, which made it worse. The sad Benpalu had to go to work even though he was sick... Please be careful. Keep warm.

I don’t know if it will get better tomorrow, so I may not be able to update as usual. Let me know first and then update later.

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Thanks to the scary king, the salty ordinary person, the super transformation-Ogaman, Haixuanmao, this life is crazy, the emperor Ying who likes nose bugs, the clouds are falling and the sun is shining, hey hey hey, Big, Mo Mo paid big, Kai Sha Kai big, Yuan Xing. Big reward!

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