Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

Wait a minute... who is this person!

—— If Bard hadn't been gagged, he would have screamed at this moment.

The Blood Moon Priestess looked in the direction of Lu Meng. She was also a little confused. She saw that the soldier bee pointed by the young man was supporting a woman at this moment. The woman was pale and terrified like all the other captives - but the Blood Moon Priestess only then realized that only this soldier bee was calm in the face of the whole pool of corpses and the cruel fate.

Like a rock embedded in the ground.

Moreover, among all the people, only this soldier bee was not tied up by the mountain people, but he was still inconvenient to move... because he was wearing heavy and thick handcuffs and leg shackles on his hands and feet, and the old rust had even penetrated into the skin on both sides.

Now, even she became interested. However, there were more than a dozen captives in the mine alone before, and there were also several other sources of nutrients gathered here. As a Blood Moon priest, the old woman could not ask about all of them before performing the sacrifice. At this time, she called the Silver Moon guard Mi Luo and asked, "What's the matter with them?"

"An imperial man who broke in privately." Mi Luo glanced at the woman and said, and then leaned to the soldier bee on the side: "As for him... he is a slave."

The word "slave" seemed to evoke some memories of the Blood Moon priest. The old woman paused: "If he is a slave, why catch him? Just let him go."

As an old man in the old times, although the priest did not participate in the rebellion, she turned to the Witcher sect completely after the preacher came, but she was born here, and most of the Blood Moon priests still sympathized with people in the same situation as themselves.

For example, the old woman, from her father to her uncle, were slaves in the Ai Mine Imperial City. Most of them died of exhaustion in the mine tunnel, and the rest died because of participating in the rebellion.

Although some people will inevitably confuse the cause and blame the Bloody Rebellion for killing their families and putting all the mountain people in such a miserable situation than before... but they are still a minority who will turn to the United City's side because of this.

"He didn't want to join us and injured several of our brothers." Mi Luo explained, "And in the end we wanted to let him go, but he didn't want to go... but wanted to stay with the 'master'."

Hearing this, the Blood Moon Priest was a little surprised. There were many mountain people and elite Silver Moon Guards under her command, and this slave soldier bee was not only unarmed but also shackled, but he could actually turn around and injure them?

Although he failed to kill them in the end, this is enough to show that he must have been a fighter in the past.

But it's a pity...

The Blood Moon Priest shook her head.

Among all the subspecies of the Hive Clan, the soldier bee is also the simplest one. Even if it has become a wandering bee, it still shows the characteristics of the past hive life, unlike the Hive Prince who has a strong opinion.

Even if you put it in a nice way, it's called blind loyalty.

To be honest, it's slavery.

She understood her subordinates' decision: I think the Silver Moon Guards also admired the skills of the soldier bee before, so they were willing to let him go even if he was injured, and whether he could survive among the cannibals was considered luck - but if he was stubborn and didn't even want to get rid of his slave status, then no one could save him.

They naturally wouldn't tolerate him.

Just catch him and bring him to the blood pool.

But unexpectedly, he was favored by the foreign guests.

"Soldier bee, I'll give you one last chance, follow this distinguished guest and their caravan." The Blood Moon Priest said, "Otherwise..."

The blood pool behind her was self-evident.

Unexpectedly, the soldier bee still shook his head.

The old woman found something and frowned, saying, "Answer me in person..."

"Priest, he is a mute." Mi Luo scratched his mouth and indicated, "It was cut off by the slave owner."

"...Yes, he has no tongue. It was cut off by the previous owner... But if it were me, I would definitely do the same!" Suddenly, at some point, the mistress of the soldier bee actually spit out the cloth that blocked her mouth with all her strength and shouted.

Seeing her so arrogant, many Silver Moon guards showed indignation on their faces, but only Lu Meng heard: just before the woman was pressed down again, she quickly whispered a few words to the soldier bee.

"...Lei, promise them!"

The soldier bee still shook his head.

There is also an unexpected gain... Lu Meng thought.

"——I'm telling you, the thing I regret most is buying you from the Hunter Gang! Not only are you useless, but you're also a taciturn person. I don't know when I can make the money back..." A complex expression flashed across the woman's face, and she suddenly cursed loudly: "Listen, even if you have to turn this useless meat into blood plasma and meat mud, I don't care... um!"

At the end of the conversation, she was gagged again.

But the soldier bee still stayed by her side, and even the Silver Moon Guard sighed and shook his head, thinking about it and hating the other party for not seizing the opportunity.

"You saw it too." The Blood Moon Priest looked back at Lu Meng, "Do you still want it?"

The opinion of a captive or slave is naturally irrelevant, but this soldier bee named Lei is a little different - judging from his appearance, if he is forcibly taken away, he will probably resist directly.

He is willing to die in battle.

Loyalty is good, but being too loyal to the previous master is a minus point in the eyes of many slave owners.

People want commodity tools that can be used and exchanged at will and traded at will.

As for loyalty, that is required of nobility.

Not everyone is qualified.

Obedience is the virtue of a slave.

"Then can we take both of them away together?" Lu Meng thought for a while and suggested.

On the other side, Bard tried to imitate the woman before and push back the cloth in his mouth, but maybe the Silver Moon guard knew that he was "glib" so he stuffed it extra tightly. He tried several times but failed.

Now I was shocked when I heard Lu Meng's words.

Wait... So you would rather beg for a slave and take his master with you, but you didn't even think of taking me along with you!

"That's okay." The blood pool just lacked some offerings, and the value of the resources brought by the other party was far greater than the two corpses. The priest nodded, then pointed in the direction of Bard and smiled: "To be honest, young man... …At first I thought it would be difficult if you wanted to take away this monstrous maniac.”

After all, the old woman only remembered this one prisoner.

And he needs to be dealt with personally by the preacher, and Jian Xiao should have reported it by now.

"What do I want him to do?" Lu Meng smiled, "That's a deal."

This, this...must be revenge!

Bud thought of the conversation he had with the white-haired young man on the edge of the Revenge Land a long time ago.

——You are too small-minded.

I was wrong, I will never spread tidbits about you again...

The bard is about to cry but has no tears left.