God seal

The Olivier family is famous for the birth of the "Prophecy Mage".Compared with other mages in other departments, the prophecy department is much more mysterious.Detecting the future, sensing the past, and even changing fate have always been considered the realms that only gods can set foot in, but the magicians of the prophecy department can step into this mysterious realm.Therefore, many prophecy mage families have publicized that they have the blood of gods.

The same goes for the Olivier family.Yet scandals were born.In order to protect the purity of their so-called divine blood, the Olivier family has been inbreeding for hundreds of years. Brothers and sisters, siblings, even father and daughter, mother and son, people in this family have fallen into madness in order to maintain their bloodline.However, as if to punish them, the Olivier family gave birth to fewer and fewer heirs with prophecy talents.

"Fifty years ago, no heir with the talent of a prophet was born in their family. Therefore, the master of the Olivier family began to try to intermarry with foreigners."

In the hut, the bard told Seer and the others about the secrets of this family like a few treasures.

"They want to test whether they can reactivate the talent of descendant prophecy after merging into the new blood. Therefore, dwarves, half-elves and even orcs are all within the scope of their intermarriage. They send their children to these Race mating, and then bring the born offspring back to the family, and test whether they are talented one by one."

Monte showed a look of wanting to vomit.

"So Berthian Olivier was also one of the test subjects? Was he a failure or a success?"

"He is a failure," said the bard. "Although he was born with excellent mage talent, he had no talent for prophecy. So his father quickly abandoned him and continued to have children with other women. "

Brian frowned and said, "However, I remember that he is now an excellent prophecy mage."

"That's his own ability. Maybe there are still a few favored children in this world who can acquire the talent of the prophecy department, who knows?" The bard said not very interested, "But the Olivier family didn't How to treat him badly. After all, his parents are decent people, and he himself has good talents. However, all this changed after his father gave birth to a child with the talent of a prophet."

"Olivier, I mean the father of Master Bossian, who declared that this heir with the talent for prophecy is his only son. He dismissed his illegitimate sons and his eldest son Oliver as failures. "The bard showed a mocking expression, "Like throwing garbage."

The cabin was quiet for a while.

After a long time, Searle said: "What does this have to do with his return to Locke City now, does he want revenge?"

"Then I don't know. However, I think the people of Olivier's family should be very frightened now." The bard said, "After all, they never thought that the abandoned son would have such achievements. I think Watching them dog-eat-dog is actually quite interesting."

Monte said: "This has nothing to do with us, Searle, didn't you hear any other news when you went to the banquet hall?"

Searle replied: "Everyone is talking about the auction in ten days' time."

Monte distressed: "This is troublesome, the clue is broken."

"No." Searle said, "This just shows that the auction is the biggest clue. You said just now that this auction is actually a slave trade?" He looked at the bard, and Brian was visibly nervous. .

"Brilliant appearance, corrupt internal organs." The bard sneered, "The biggest business in Rock City is the slave trade. After all, it is legal here."

"You're thinking... no, wait, anyway, that elf boy is also from the Western Tree Sea... anyway, he is also your younger brother." Monte glanced at the poet, swallowed the next sentence, "Do you think he will Captured by humans as slaves?"

"Nothing is impossible." Searle said, "A younger brother who has never met, what can I know about him?"

Brian clenched his fists and said, "If he makes my daughter a slave, I'll beat him up. You don't mind?"

"Please," said the elf.

Monte said: "Well, since you all think so. Then we should think about how to break in under the guard of the mage and stop the auction."

"This is really interesting," said the druid. "We were companions last time, and now we are enemies."

"If you want to attack the auction." The bard calmed down for a while before speaking again.His emerald green eyes looked at everyone, "Perhaps, my companions and I can provide some help."

It is worth noting that he said the words "I" and "my companion".It seems that for this auction, the bard and his companions have already taken action.

"Oh." Monte didn't miss this, and said with a smile, "It seems that the city lord spends a lot of money to hire mages, and you are the ones to beware of. We are really lucky." He winked at the elf.

Searle pursed his lips tightly and did not express his opinion.

However, at almost the same time, in another corner of Rock City, someone expressed the opposite emotion.

"Estes, we're really unlucky." Arvette complained, "The banquet in the Santo's Mansion is over, but we haven't heard any news yet." And you lost the 'crown'. "

"I didn't lose it." Estes said with an ugly face, "It was stolen by that half-orc girl."

"If you hadn't pulled her tail, she wouldn't have resisted you, and the 'crown' wouldn't have been lost," Alwitt said.

"I wanted to save her." Estes' emerald blue eyes were full of annoyance. "At that time, human soldiers were nearby. I wanted to take her away, but she attacked me instead!" The elf prince thought of The guarded eyes of the half-orc girl made him feel uncomfortable, but when he thought of the girl being captured by humans because of his mistake, he became even more irritable.

It was rare for Alwitt to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince so restless, or in other words, from the moment they came to Windrise City and saw the orc-elf mixed-race girl, something was wrong with Estes.

"You still don't believe it? Your Highness." He said, "Her parents really love each other."

Estes was silent for a while.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. She is of elven blood, and I will not allow her to be traded as a slave by shameless humans. Arvette, Tia, we will rescue her no matter what in ten days."

The female elf Tia responded lightly.

Alwitt said, "There are still ten days, maybe we can find some help?"

Estes looked at him with blue eyes.

"I heard that Salanduil is currently cruising on the continent..."

"Enough!" Estes interrupted him, angrily said, "This is my own business, I don't want to ask him for help."

With a bang, he walked into the inner room and slammed the door shut.

Ten days is not a long time, but it is enough for Searle and the others to inquire about the slave trade in the city.In Rock City, the slave trade is no secret.Even in other countries in the mainland, it is illegal and disgusting, but here it is a legally protected business.

The lord of Rock City declared that the slaves they traded were bought and sold voluntarily and obtained through legal procedures.As long as the procedures are right, the slave trade is as legal a market practice as any other transaction in the world.

I don't know how many people believed these words of the city lord, but there were many people who supported him.

"Nobles need powerful mixed-blood slaves as private soldiers, mages need human experiment products, and various other buyers... You know, slaves are not just cheap labor, they are also the seeds that can produce more free labor '."

In the secret compartment of the tavern, the bard introduced the details of the slave trade to Searle.

"Many buyers will select male and female slaves of good quality and let them continue to mate to produce more slaves. This is a business without profit." The poet sneered, "Who would not be greedy?"

"Who are the forces that provide slave trade protection for Locke City?" Searle asked.

"All I know are a few human lords nearby, and maybe the dwarf kingdom."

"Dwarves?" Surprised, "They're not..."

"Yes, the dwarves hate their compatriots becoming slaves, but they don't hate free labor." The bard said, "The Lord of Locke City provides a large number of adult human slaves to the dwarf kingdom every year in exchange for the acquiescence of the dwarf king. , to allow their slave caravans to pass through the kingdom."

"There are also mages, mages are also big buyers of the slave trade. Therefore, the Lord of Rock City has many useful spell scrolls. Of course, this time he personally invited a powerful black-robed mage. I heard you If you have some friendship with that Berthian Olivier, then you are really mistaken."

Searle lowered his eyebrows slightly.

"Okay, okay, don't be so depressed! Now that we have figured out how many reinforcements the enemy has, it's time to take care of our strength. Hey, singing, why hasn't the companion you mentioned come yet?" Monte ask.

The bard clapped his hands away in disgust.

"Don't touch me, half-elf."

Monte raised his eyebrows: "I hate me? But you also have half-elf blood, a quarter of mixed blood."

"you!"

Jingle Bell.

Someone stepped in from outside, and the other party's loud voice could be heard from a long distance.

"Neil, I heard that you brought me a surprise! Haha, I just happened to bring you a surprise today!" He said in a loud voice, then pushed open the door of the compartment and strode in.

The two sides met each other suddenly, but they looked at each other in surprise because of the "surprise" they each brought.

"Sarandir!"

"Ronnie?"