The hero is a luminous body

【Principality of Sealand · Memphis City】

Memphis is the border city of the Principality of Sealand, where the Goddess River is interrupted, and the Saint Loyes Empire is connected to the north. The climate is warm and humid, and it is rich in grape wine and rose essential oil.Going up along the middle section of the Goddess River is the Fire Queen Mountain Range, which stretches for thousands of miles-a place rich in crystal mines.Therefore, as a port city with a convenient passage, she has a prosperity that ordinary border cities do not have.

The city of Memphis at night looks like a sexy girl, and the sweet fragrance of roses floats in the air, making the city even more charming.

"...As we all know, there are two main professions on the mainland, one is warriors who focus on force, and the other is soul masters who focus on controlling pyrolytic stones. Of course, those damned heretics don't count... "

"Hey, young man, let's change the subject! We're tired of hearing the beginning!" The young bard had just started, but was immediately interrupted by the reckless warrior, and there were bursts of laughter from all around.

The dim light in the tavern dispels the darkness for these busy people. Some of them are adventurers who are going to the Mountains of the Queen of Fire, some are border businessmen, and some are men who just come to entertain and vent—there is no shortage of women in the tavern.

There are many figures under the light, and everyone's face is hazy—indeed, how can the naked eye break through the restriction of light.The girl at the bar lowered her head, gently shaking the red wine in her hand, her soul power swirled around everyone quietly, and clearly took the details of each person into her mind - the adultery of men and women in the corner on the right, and the sexual intercourse on the left. The money deal at the fourth table, oh, of course, and the interrupted bard, his adoring gaze towards himself.So the girl raised her head, gently lifted a lock of black hair, and smiled shyly at the young man—this is what he is best at. When he was seven years old, his adoptive parents passed away, and he was sold to the tavern by his uncle. The owner of the tavern, Max Seeing that he was handsome, with a bit of indistinguishable beauty, he let him grow long hair and dress up as a female doll to attract customers, and he was not even allowed to speak to reveal his gender. Fortunately, he should be glad that the old man Max didn't Let him pick up the guests, although he believes that this day is not far away, after all, he is 15 years old.

Sure enough, the young man's face turned red when he saw his smile, and he was so fascinated that he couldn't speak.There was a sound of sarcasm and ridicule all around. These people like to read other people's jokes the most.

"Great bard, what makes your eloquent little mouth speechless? Let me see, oh, it's our beautiful Miss Luo Yi. Hahaha!" The red-bearded warrior carried a The long knife went straight to the "girl" at the bar, and wrapped it around the "girl"'s waist, "Little poet, go home and drink milk!" There was a burst of laughter from the tavern.

"You...!" The young poet blushed, raised the harp in his hand, pointed at the red-bearded warrior, and shouted angrily: "I want to duel with you, for the undefiled goddess in my heart!"

"Ha! Did you hear that! The poet with the xylophone in his hand is demanding a duel! This is so funny!" The red-bearded warrior laughed ferociously, while laying his hands on the "girl".

Luo Yi frowned, a murderous intent flashed across his eyes, but he restrained himself immediately. This red bearded warrior was a rare mid-level warrior who had experienced the baptism of blood and fire, so he was extremely sensitive to killing intent.So, he pretended to be panic-stricken and threw the red wine in his hand backwards. The vigilance of martial arts practice all the year round made the warrior let go of his hand and retreated reflexively. However, the calculated angle of the wine was still accurately splashed on the thick red beard of the warrior. Drip down the beard.Luo Yi took the opportunity to leave the rude warrior, and curled up in a corner in panic.

"Damn it! Little bitch!" The red bearded warrior roared angrily, and the trembling wooden tavern shook.

Luo Yi seemed to have been frightened by the samurai's rage, looking at him in fear and horror, only his right eye was exposed because of his black hair, flustered and innocent.

The young poet frowned. Looking at such a scene, he felt a sense of justice emanating from his body. Shouldn't the so-called bards spread justice and love?Thinking of this, he turned his head and softly comforted the "girl" who was curled up. Then he raised his head coldly and said to the samurai: "I want to challenge you! In the name of love and justice!"

Hearing this, the warrior only sneered, drew out the long knife behind his back, and wanted to cut forward with a raging killing intent.

"Wait, wait!" The action of the samurai was interrupted by a series of hurried stops.

"Hmph, old Max, don't stop me. Some people dare to provoke your grandpa and me without even growing their hair. Do you really think you can slay dragons after reading a few paragraphs of dragon-slaying warriors' poems?" The knife, the dark eyes wandering back and forth on the poet's body.

The poet didn't know whether he was frightened or he didn't have time to react, so he just stood there in a daze.

"Hey, little Mike, do my old man a favor. My tavern can't stand the toss of a middle-level expert like you. If you want to fight and kill people, don't you have a chance. You can do it well and let me go!" Stall, I will give you free drinks today, how about it?"

Max is a middle-aged, bald, wretched man. He is slightly hunched over, thin and short, with a pair of inverted triangular eyes showing a sinister light.The messy sackcloth was propped up on his body, and it was filthy.When he spoke in this way, his voice was flattering and humble, which made the warrior named Mike not only satisfy his vanity, but also got a practical discount, so he looked at the poet coldly, snorted softly, and said, "It's not impossible , unless..." Mike narrowed his eyes, and looked at Luo Yi with a trace of obscenity, "How about letting this little girl stay with me for two days?"

"Hey, this..." Old Maston looked behind him in embarrassment.

Behind him was a middle-aged fat man with nothing outstanding in appearance and figure—except for his waistline, which was comparable to a wine barrel.The fat man seemed to be drunk, and looked straight at Luo Yi with obscene eyes.

"Hmph!" The ordinary fat man sensed everyone's gaze, he couldn't help but snorted coldly, puffed up his already huge stomach, and then, a surprising scene happened, the fat man's eyebrows trembled A small group of white flames flew out majestically.

For a while, the tavern was silent.

"Soul...spiritualist?"

I don't know who trembled and overflowed.

Mike's complexion changed drastically, and he couldn't help saluting the mainland general respectfully, and said, "Dear Lord Soul Master, I didn't mean to offend, please forgive my mistake."

"That little girl, I've taken a fancy to it. If you want it, you can. Come under my command. I'm tired of playing, so I'll give it to you." The fat man withdrew the little flame, and his drunken voice was a little vague. clear.

Luo Yi lowered her eyes, and couldn't help but sneer in her heart.

It seemed that old Max couldn't hold back any longer, he sold himself for a good price.

Under Max's gaze, Luo Yi slowly moved out of the bar, maintaining a submissive expression on his face.Max pulled him in front of him, turned around and smiled flatteringly at the fat man: "Your Excellency Ciri, Soul Master, do you see?"

The fat man didn't hide his passionate gaze, nodded slightly, "Yeah."

"Then..." Max beamed with joy.

"3 gold coins is the most!" The fat man pulled Luo Yi over and looked him up and down.

"Didn't you agree on five gold coins?!" Max was dumbfounded.

"Hmph! She's just blind and dumb. If I didn't see her as a baby, you would think..." Fatty waved Max's hand away impatiently.

The young poet who was standing on the side seemed to have come to his senses. He stepped forward and interrupted the fat man loudly, "Sorry Your Excellency, you have no right to do this. Buying and selling non-slave population will go to the court." The poet's tone was steady. Determined, calm like a knight - if it is not holding a harp with no offensive power in his hand.

"Where is the bastard!" The fat man stretched out his hand and pushed on the poet's chest, and the poet "dengdengdeng" took three steps back and sat on the ground, raising his head to meet the gloating smile of the red-bearded warrior.

Standing up with a blushing face, the poet pointed at the fat man with trembling fingers, "You...you..."

Luo Yi sighed inwardly, but on the face he lowered his eyes and remained calm, as if he didn't hear others discussing his price at all, and he didn't see anyone arguing for him.This is the case in this world where the weak are preyed upon by the strong. If he has no strength, he can only be slaughtered by others. He is dancing on the tip of a knife, let alone saving others.

The fat man glared at the young poet, spat softly, took out three gold coins and threw them to Max, and pulled Luo Yi to leave.

Luo Yi struggled symbolically, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" anxiously spread his hand to Max, making a gesture of "asking".

Eh?This little bitch still wants a piece of the pie?Max looked at Luo Yi suspiciously, and it took him a while to realize that Luo Yi wanted his precious bracelet.When he bought Luo Yi from his uncle Luo Yi, he hid the bracelet for good. His uncle told him that only by relying on this can he restrain this little bitch, otherwise, he would have left long ago.Although he didn't think such a worthless thing was so important (Em, who collected the scrap, said it was only worth two copper coins), but children always have something to miss.Max rolled his eyes. Since the fat man only gave three gold coins, he wished the little bitch would get out of his clutches as soon as possible. After all, he had been raised for seven or eight years. Max squeezed out an ugly smile, looking for He took out the bracelet and handed it to Luo Yi, "Little Luo Yi, take good care of me!"

But in fact, Luo Yi originally planned to threaten Max to hand over the bracelet in the near future and then leave.It's just that the plan was disrupted by the sudden appearance of the soul master.

However, it is the same now.

Luo Yi took the bracelet, lowered her head, followed the middle-aged fat man and turned to leave, no longer looking back at the people behind her, at the same time, she was secretly happy for her not-too-distant freedom.