After the death of the people, the crematorium is full [Quick Transmigration]

The words of Captain Ike startled the few people in the secret passage.

They held their breath, and in the extremely quiet situation, they finally heard the faint panting/breathing sound coming from the darkness ahead.

But Lin Xiaodong soon discovered that this person's physical condition should be very poor, because the breathing rate of a normal person should not be so rapid and messy.He slightly brightened up the light ball technique in his hand, and tapped twice on the back of the black-haired man in front of him with his fingertips——

This is the code they set just now, which means "you can move on."

Ike paused on the spot for a few seconds, and finally decided to trust the judgment of the Son.

He walked forward cautiously, and finally found a scorched black figure curled up in a ball at the corner of the dark passage.

This person is not very old, judging from the outline of his face, he should still be a teenager, and he is still holding a roll of parchment tightly in his hand.Hearing the sound of footsteps, the boy raised his eyelids with difficulty and glanced at them. After seeing Ike's attire, half of his face was charred by fire and showed a sarcasm smile: "You... are members of the church? "

"Yes," Ike said in a deep voice, "who are you?"

The boy didn't answer him, but closed his eyes tiredly.

"Kill me." He leaned against the wall and murmured in a low voice.

Almost 70.00% of the boy's body was burned, and even his clothes were stuck to his skin.If it was before, Lin Xiaodong might still be able to try to use light therapy to relieve his pain, but now he has become a white man and a black man, it would be good if the other party didn't die on the spot.

So he just sighed, stood behind Ike, and shook his head at the dark-haired man.

Such a serious injury can't be saved at all.

But Ike is still not reconciled, this is the only survivor they have found since entering the manor.

He took out a blood-enriching pill from the cloth bag he carried with him, and it contained a trace of precious and strong light magic power, which could at least make the boy last a few breaths.However, because the young man was unwilling to cooperate, it took him a lot of effort to get the other party to swallow it.

"You seem to be very repulsive to the people of the church," Ike squatted in front of him, frowning and asked, "Why? Although we can't save you, as long as you tell the truth, at least we can avenge you."

"Revenge?" Hearing this sentence, the young man coughed, as if he wanted to laugh, but because of the wound on his body, his face instantly turned hideous, "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child, a knight of the church, Will avenge the civilians?"

"I'm a civilian too." Ike said.

The boy froze for a moment, and finally he was willing to look him in the eye.His eyes stayed on the black-haired man's tough and deep facial features for a moment, and then fell on the golden-haired saint holding the ball of light behind him, and the lifeless gray eyes burst into two gleams in an instant——

"Lin, Lynn?" He stared blankly at Lin Xiaodong with a dreamy expression, a tear slowly fell from his eyes, "Is that you?"

Lin Xiaodong looked bewildered, wondering if this is an old acquaintance of the Son of God before?

But he still nodded at the young man, and stepped forward to let the other party see more clearly.

"it's me."

Hearing the affirmative answer, the boy's breathing suddenly became rapid.

He struggled to get up, but his severely injured body was simply not strong enough to complete this action.Therefore, he could only tilt his head, propped his body up with one arm that was still intact, leaned against the cold stone bricks, and tried to stare at the Son of God's face that looked more and more beautiful under the soft light with longing eyes.

"I've been looking for you for a long time..." he cried, "They all say that you are dead, killed by the knights of the church, but I don't believe it... I don't believe you are dead..."

The young man choked for a moment, looked at him expectantly and asked, "Lyn, I'm Chris, do you remember me? I'm the eldest son of the Blacksmith Shop in Beicheng District! Every time you play the harp and sing, I will be there Listen carefully!"

...Fortunately, not an old lover.

Only then did Lin Xiaodong heave a sigh of relief, just now he felt that the evil god under the abyss was staring straight at him with those cold and dark eyes.

In order to cooperate with the other party in investigating the truth of the incident, the blond son walked up to the boy, knelt down on one knee, carefully grabbed the boy's scarred palm, and said softly, "Of course I remember. But Ke Reese, why are you here? And..." It became like this.

Probably understanding what the blond-haired youth was hesitating to say, the boy let out a miserable laugh, and suddenly coughed violently.

The few people watched him in silence as he was about to cough up his internal organs, and they knew in their hearts that he probably wouldn't be able to last this afternoon.

"It happened not long after you were taken away. On that day, my brother and sister and I went to help the family move coal..."

The boy managed to quell his cough, but the severe pain and blood loss caused his body to start to have nervous twitches again, so his voice gradually became muffled. Lin Xiaodong had to bend down to carefully identify, "A car coming over the road. We didn’t pay much attention to the carriage at first, but the driver gave us a silver coin and asked us to do things for them in the alleys of the East Street. The driver was a frequent visitor of my father, ahem, so we didn’t think too much about it at the time. Passed happily."

"In the end, that bastard is a human trafficker," the boy closed his eyes in pain, his lips trembling uncontrollably with anger, "I, and my younger siblings, were all taken away by them. At the underground auction, we The three were sold to the nobles of the Eastern District, because I was too old and my sister was too young, so only my younger brother was selected by them, and since then... never came back."

His tone gradually became numb: "Then, because the nobleman offended the Pope, he had to sell his property, and my sister and I were also sold. In order to protect her, I began to learn to fight and became a higher-level slave. 'cockfighting'."

"I won a few games, thinking that even if I couldn't get freedom, I could at least make my sister's life better. Every time I played, I would work harder than anyone else, and the rewards I got would be shared equally with my sister. Those nobles also told me that as long as I kept going Win and they'll set us free."

"But I still lost. They brought a grown slave that day. That man was two heads taller than me and looked as strong as a hill. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't beat him. He knocked me over On the ground, I broke two ribs and three teeth. I thought I was going to die, but my sister knelt on the ground and begged them to let me go... Earl Lyle said that he was moved by our brother and sister, So they bought us on the spot.”

"At that time, I thought I met a good man," the boy suddenly grabbed Lin Xiaodong's hand with his backhand, and wept intermittently, "I didn't lose at all, that was an adult, and I will definitely beat him when I grow up." .The nobles also asked for my opinion, and I agreed, and I actually agreed to follow this beast!"

He coughed heart-piercingly again, and he coughed up dark blood foam along with internal organs.Lin Xiaodong was also at a loss what to do, he couldn't even reach out to pat the boy on the back, so he could only squeeze his hand even tighter: "Don't worry... Chris, speak slowly."

The young man shook his head, as if he understood that his time was running out. Regardless of his health, he sped up his speech instead: "Earl Lyle is a big customer of the cockfighting farm. He not only buys, but also trains slaves to sell. Come on. After arriving at his manor, I realized that the opponents I met before were not worth mentioning at all, the slaves here are too strong, and I have never won a few times at all."

"I was scared. I used to have no choice, because even if I ran away in the Eastern District, I would soon be found and captured by the servants of the nobles. But Earl Lyle moved to the Western District, where he can more easily select those' Good seedling'... Finally, one night, I found that the housekeeper who guarded the cage hadn't locked the cage, so I couldn't hold back the temptation, so I escaped from the basement."

Hearing this, Ike on the side sighed deeply.

Although he is not an aristocrat, he has also heard of some methods used by those bastards to train/teach slaves - after a new batch of "cargo", deliberately let go of a person whose status is relatively important, and then execute all the slaves. His close slaves.

As long as they did this once, these slaves would watch and report each other from now on, and no one would dare to have any thoughts of escaping.

Sure enough, the young man said intermittently: "Although my sister is a slave, she was taken away by the Countess's personal maid, and she usually helps them do some work of serving tea and water. I thought, at least they would not I attacked her casually, but... when I came back a day later and wanted to take her with me, I found that she had been drowned in the well."

"There are also a few other slave children who are usually locked in the same cage as me. They were also put on dog chains, thrown to the cockfight and beaten. By the time I found them, they were already out of shape."

The blond young man was silent for a moment, and asked in a very soft voice: "So, you killed Earl Lyle's family?"

"Yes, I only wish I didn't beat him to ashes with my own hands!" Chris suddenly became excited, and with the last of his strength, he stuffed the roll of blood-stained red parchment into the young man's hand, "Lynn, this, This is what I have memorized over the years, the names of those nobles and slaves. I..."

Lin Xiaodong thought that he would tell him to avenge him, but unexpectedly, the boy just looked at his face fixedly, and stretched out his hand tremblingly, as if he wanted to touch it, but he touched the fair-haired young man with his fingertips. In an instant, he withdrew his hand abruptly.

"You...you don't have to do anything, just help me remember them and stay away from them... just fine."

The young man's voice became weaker and weaker, but his eyes were still fixed on the blond young man in front of him with nostalgia, a hot tear slowly dripped from the corner of his eye: "Lin En, I really..."

He didn't finish talking.

Seeing that the last ray of light was completely dimmed from the young man's eyes, the blond son remained silent on the spot for a long time, then stretched out his hand, and slowly closed his eyes.

Captain Ike and the knights behind him lowered their heads and gave the boy a standard knight salute.

Although his life was humble and sad, he still deserves a dignified funeral.

Although the parchment was stained red by blood and dust, most of the writing on it was still legible.Following the magic light, Ike felt dizzy after just one glance—more than 60.00% of the nobles in the capital are basically on the list!

This is only accessible to a high-ranking slave, and how deep is the criminal chain hidden behind it.

And when Lin Xiaodong turned the parchment to the back, the knights present showed even more angry expressions.Most of Ike's knights came from humble backgrounds, and almost [-]% of them came from the northern and western districts.

Therefore, they are often dubbed by the church as "gathering places for poor people".

In this era of underdeveloped information exchange, almost the whole street knows what happened to the neighbors, which family lost a child, which childhood friend never came back after going out for a living, these things, It happens basically every one or two years.

When a child is lost, everyone knows it is a human trafficker, and when they meet it, everyone shouts and beats them;

But it was like going out for a walk. I thought it was because of a difficult journey, natural disasters or man-made disasters, or because of a sudden death from a disease. Relatives and friends were forcibly taken away by these nobles and turned into slaves. Not only did they have to fight with their lives for their entertainment, but they even died without knowing why... How can you not be angry?

"This is simply...too deceitful!"

Ike knew before that the human/trafficking business in the capital was rampant, but he never expected to be so daring.He even saw his little nephew's name on it!

Even the nephew of the knight commander of the church is not spared, those nobles are so insane to this point!

"Maria..."

The parchment was passed up, and in the living room, a knight fell to his knees on the spot, crying bitterly.

The other colleagues also had red eyes and hideous faces. They risked their lives to protect these nobles, but they sold their wives and children behind their backs!

"Head, did you consider the consequences when you did this?" The blond Son looked at the black-haired man with clenched teeth, and sighed.

The number of nobles involved in this parchment is too large, and Ike announced it to his subordinates. How could they still willingly serve the church and the nobles in the future?

"Don't worry, I know it." Ike squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.

The parchment can only be regarded as the fuse. What really makes him unbearable is the disgusting discrimination of the church, the cold eyes, ridicule and abuse of the nobles day after day?

Without the protection of these knights, those nobles who are powerless would have been eaten alive by the lower classes!

With his head down, the man strode to the end of the dark passage, kicking hard when he raised his foot.

With a "bang", the wooden door, which was already crumbling, fell down.

An underground fighting arena the size of half a football field appeared in front of everyone, with a circular seat that could accommodate hundreds of spectators, a stone prison where slaves were held, and a "cockfighting arena" with a fence full of thorns in the center—— Sure enough, as Chris said just now, Earl Lyle is a well-known "expert" in this industry.

Standing at the entrance, Lin Xiaodong seemed to have seen the grand occasion when the place was full: the well-dressed gentlemen and ladies swept away their usual arrogance, and shouted and screamed for the slaves who were dueling on the stage regardless of their demeanor. Their excitement/drugs and the pleasure/sensation of punching to the flesh made these nobles forget themselves...

He stood in front of a wall, staring at all kinds of sharp iron mouthparts stained with dried blood, and finally understood why these nobles liked to call slaves "fighting chickens".And why, an ordinary human trafficker is actually a regular customer of the blacksmith shop.

The blond young man stretched out his hand, took off the most terrifying-looking huge black beak mouthpart with the name "Chris" engraved on it, silently wiped off the dust on its surface, and put it on his cheek.

The white hair is scattered, and the ink color is dyed.

Under the firelight, the slender and tall shadow of the young man seemed to be a vengeful ghost from the abyss.

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The author has something to say:

There are still 12 words before [-] o'clock, and today is ten thousand~

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