The Lord is Addicted in Infrastructure

Fernandi and Walker personally escorted a long procession on their way back to Wissus and Fort Comoi.

The team is full of Trak people sent by the Nagabi Chamber of Commerce.

There are men and women, old people and children.

Their hands and feet were all in heavy shackles, and they walked staggeringly forward, and the shoulders close to the neck were without exception scalded with iron irons to create a circle of obvious brand marks.

The traces are deep and distorted and ugly, which shows how careless the executioner is.

The coldness remaining in the early morning has not completely disappeared.

Fortunately, near noon, the sun appeared to dispel some "cool" wind.

The Trak people were silent all the way.

They were wearing thin clothes that were damaged and dirty in many places. The elderly and children were protected in the middle of the team, the women were on the side, and the men were on the outside.

Soldiers led by Fernandi and Walker walked on both sides of the team to guard.

Reynold Macy was the illegitimate son of the old king of Terrak.

He has no right of inheritance, and he doesn't covet the throne, he just wants to live a stable life.

However, who would have thought that Trak would be destroyed once.

The old king and his two sons who had the right to inherit were all killed, but Reynolds and the eldest prince's most unfavored youngest daughter, Sarah Macy, survived fortunately.

Renault Massey walked at the outermost part of the line, looking at the two teenagers walking side by side in the middle of the line from time to time.

One of the boys, who was taller with dark hair, was Reynolds' friend Adair Ben.

Another little "boy" has brown hair, golden brown eyes, is relatively short, and looks a little thin, with shackles dragging on his ankles, and he walks wobbly.

Although "his" face was covered with dirt and dust, it could be clearly seen that his brows were tightly wrinkled, and his expression was a little uncomfortable.

It should be her.

This "boy" is Reynolds Macy's little niece, the youngest daughter of the Grand Prince—Sara Macy.

At the moment when King Trak's palace was ruthlessly massacred, Reynolds escaped with his little niece Sarah.

Sarah cut off her long hair, wiped her face dirty, put on men's clothes, and dressed up as a young boy.

Afterwards, they met Yadai in the city.

But at that time, the cities of Trak Kingdom were already full of knights from the invading Anas Empire, and they were hunting and arresting people everywhere.

The three of Reynolds failed to escape and were still arrested.

Nobles became slaves, especially female nobles who became slaves, and usually received great "welcome" in the slave market.

It is very likely that they will end up being auctioned off individually, and the result will be nothing more than...for fun.

This is the fate of noble women, let alone Sarah who is a princess.

Therefore, under the careful cover of Reynolds and Yadai, Sara has been pretending to be a young boy, her face is not clear, and her identity has not been discovered for the time being.

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Yadai whispered: "Sarah, you have to bear it a little longer. When it's time to rest, I'll help you look at the wound..."

Sara licked her dry and peeling lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine...don't worry, I can still persevere."

It didn't take long.

Fernandi then ordered to rest in the forest on the way.

Yadai hastily helped Sarah to sit down beside a tree.

Reynolds also found an opportunity to come over and asked how they were doing in a low voice.

Yadai slowly pulled Sara's collar away, and checked for her the wound that was branded but still not healed.

The skin around the slave's brand was red, and some parts of the skin even began to fester, with black blood streaks and an unpleasant smell...

Reynolds and Yadai only needed to look at each other, and their faces became ugly.

Yadai: "The wound has worsened."

"I don't know if there are any herbs that can be used in this mountain forest... If I can find some to apply to Sara's wound, the situation may be much better, but..."

But now they can't move around freely at all, so how can they go to the surrounding forests to find herbs.

Besides, there may not be any small-leaved grass that Yadai knows that can heal trauma.

"If the teacher is still alive...he must have a way to relieve Sarah's pain..."

Yadai couldn't help clenching his fists, with a sad face.

His teacher was an alchemist from Trak, who had been killed by knights from the Anas Empire.

Reynolds and Yadai were embarrassed by Sarah's wound.

Fernandi and Valk were also discussing whether to remove the shackles on the hands and feet of the old people and children in Trak.

This is good to speed up the progress.

It is indeed difficult for Trak people to walk in shackles.

Especially the youngest child in the team was only about five years old, so he couldn't afford to drag the heavy chains, so he could only walk in the arms of adults.

But this is also a burden for adults.

According to the meaning of the Earl.

Fernandi and Walker wanted to bring the Trak people back to Wissus or Fort Comoi to settle down intact. Taking into account the shackles on them, the two had deliberately slowed down their progress.

But on the way, Fernandi noticed that some of them were not in good spirits.

After careful observation, he understood.

After the Trak people become slaves, they must accept the fate of being branded.

But how could the wounds of the slaves be bandaged after being branded.

Because of this, the wounds of some people have not completely healed until now, and then they immediately took a boat to Gadayat, and the journey was bumpy...

The Trak people are still able to keep walking, which shows that their physical fitness is indeed much stronger than ordinary people.

Walker: "Children under the age of ten can be unshackled."

"But forget about the rest."

"The Trak people are fierce and wild. In case... there are more than 1000 people, even if they don't have weapons in their hands, it is not easy to deal with them. It is better to be cautious before returning to Wissus and Fort Comoi."

Fernandi nodded.

The key to the shackles given by the Nagabi Chamber of Commerce is on him.

Fernandi and Valk got up, slowly came to the place where the Trak people were resting, and walked towards a woman holding a child.

When the woman saw the two leading knight commanders approaching, her expression became nervous.

She held the four-year-old child tightly in her arms, and the men sitting around couldn't help standing up when they saw this, and stared at Fernandi and Valk fiercely.

They wanted to surround the women and children to protect them, but they were stopped by guarding soldiers with long guns.

Walker waved his hand, signaled the soldiers to put down their weapons, and stood there with a smile: "Don't be so nervous, we have no malicious intentions."

Fernandi showed the key in his hand and said to the woman: "Unlock your child from the shackles, and he will feel much better."

The woman was startled when she heard this.

At this time, Fernandi had already walked to her side, and within a few strokes he opened the shackles on the child's hands and feet.

Immediately, he took a few steps back.

The surrounding Trak people involuntarily stared at the two, their expressions slightly changed.

Fernandi said: "All children under the age of ten can unshackle themselves."

The tense atmosphere around him gradually relaxed.

Yadai withdrew his gaze and whispered to Reynolds: "Although Sara is 12 years old, she is thin and thin, and looks much smaller than her peers. Can we lie to the knight leader about Sara's age... "

If you want to walk down with heavy shackles all the time.

He was afraid that Sarah's body might fail.

Reynolds hesitated.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but that Sarah's identity is a little...too conspicuous, which may cause unnecessary trouble.

Nor are the Terracotes entirely united.

In case of being recognized... Some people are likely to reveal the identity of Princess Sara for their own benefit in exchange for benefits.

They have been carefully hidden among the crowd.

In the Western Continent, the status of an illegitimate child is an extremely shameful existence, and most of them will be looked down upon.

Therefore, in the country of Trak, not many people know that Reynolds is also the son of the old king, and his usual status is an ordinary viscount.

Yes, status is that low.

Yadai Ben and Sarah Macy were Reynolds' only friends and closest relatives.

Seeing that Sarah had already started leaning against the tree in a daze, closing her eyes and looking extremely weak.

Reynolds finally nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's try..."

Wait until Fernandi comes nearby.

Reynolds said: "My lord, my nephew is ten years old, can you also unshackle him..."

Fernandi turned to look at him and walked towards him.

Walker raised his eyebrows and followed behind.

Reynolds and Yadai were a little nervous, and slowly moved away a little bit, but they still stayed by Sarah's side.

Fernandi stared at Sarah quietly, his brown eyes were extremely deep: "Is he only ten years old?"

Yadai swallowed: "Yes, yes, my lord."

He always felt that the knight commander had seen something.

Fernandi said suddenly, "He seems to have a fever."

The young boy leaning on the tree closed his eyes as if he was sleeping, but his face was reddened under the dirt, his breath was a little rough and panting, and his chest was rising and falling relatively quickly... It was indeed a symptom of fever.

Reynold's expression became tense when he heard this, and he lowered his posture even more and said, "My nephew is just feeling slightly unwell, my lord, he will be fine in a while."

Reynolds couldn't help feeling slightly regretful.

He was afraid that the two knight leaders would really find something... they would find it unlucky, and then they would throw Sara on the side of the road regardless of life or death.

It's better not to call someone over...

Fernandi didn't say anything, but squatted down to unshackle Sarah, and when he stood up, he called Valk.

Walker clicked his tongue and said, "It's just you who care about your good intentions every day."

He walked over from behind, and took out a small stack of parchment about the size of a palm from his arms under the watchful eyes of Reynolds and Yadai.

Valk took out two of the folded parchments and handed them to Fernandi.

Fernandi took it over: "I'll pay you back later."

Walker snorted: "Of course you have to pay me back. This is a gift from the Earl. You don't take it with you, not at all..."

Fernandi turned a deaf ear to Valcke's nonsense.

He gave the things to Reynolds, and said directly: "The middle of the two parchments is ointment, which can be applied to his wound to speed up the recovery."

After finishing speaking, he and Walker turned and left.

Reynolds held the thing that was thrown in his arms, his expression blanked.

Ya Dai hurriedly said: "Is it really medicine? Let me see, Reynolds."

Reynolds hummed and handed the things to him.

Yadai was an apprentice to a well-known alchemist in Trak.

Yadai carefully peeled off the parchment on one side, revealing the black paste-like object inside.

He leaned to the tip of his nose and smelled it, and a strong smell of herbs rushed into his nasal cavity.

"How is it?" Reynolds asked.

Yadai: "It should be medicine."

"After all, we are slaves now. As knight commanders, there is no need for them to use this trick. Let Sara put it on."

"it is good."

The effect of the ointment works quickly.

Arrive at Fort Comoi.

Sarah's complexion has improved significantly, and the shackles have been removed, making her walking much easier, and the wound on her shoulder is slowly healing...

Under the leadership of Fernandi and Walker, all the people of Trak were gathered in an empty field.

Not long after, the carriage engraved with the emblem of Designia stopped at the front of the field.

The Trak people saw that the curtain of the carriage was raised, and a small head suddenly popped out of the window.