Lord of terror

The slaves rescued from the ship can be roughly divided into two types.One is very old. Although I asked about their age, the oldest of them is only in their 40s, but they have worked for a long time and intensively, and their diet cannot keep up with nutrition. The damage to people is terrible. They are 80 to [-] years older than flower growers. of old people look older, many have lost all their teeth and are physically disabled.

The second type of slaves had serious injuries, and before they could get them off, they were already dead—not from the collision of a warship. According to the preliminary autopsy results, their death was at least one or two years earlier. Hours, after all, the situation in the bottom warehouse is too bad.

And among these wounded, sick, and even dead, some are even very young, only in their teens, but they have already suffered extremely terrible torture, which is from the X side.

By asking the survivors, they knew that before the expedition, a banquet was held in Tarian City.Of course, the banquet was full of fine wine, food and beauties. The beauties included women and men, some of whom were women, but most of them were "hired" from the homes of residents in the city. Serving at this banquet was free of charge. Go to their taxes for this year.

Although some people here "voluntarily", there are also some people who would rather pay taxes than go, but were forced into the castle by knights, knight entourage or others to participate in the carnival.

Then some people who were seriously injured were directly thrown into the bottom warehouse to make up the number.

In other words, those knights and followers are most likely to be rapists.

Tom trembled and opened his eyes. He saw the ceiling that was so white that it was even reflective because of too much sunlight. He smelled a good fragrance, just like the sheets that his mother had just washed in the sun.

Tom smiled. This gray-haired young man with an extremely ordinary name but an outstandingly handsome face was absolutely sure that he was dead.Moreover, what those priests said is correct, there really is a kingdom of God in this world.I don't know which god is willing to accept his dirty soul, but as long as he still exists, he will definitely worship it with the greatest piety...

"Hello."

"!" Tom straightened up from the bed in shock. He grabbed the quilt to wrap himself, curled up and tried to lean on the side of the bed against the wall.

"Sorry, I scared you." The person who spoke was a young woman with green hair and green eyes. Her accent was not from Tarian City, but her tone was very gentle. "I'm Irene." She spread out arms, showing Tom a harmless gesture, "Oh, by the way, are you hungry? Want something to eat and drink?"

Tom didn't speak and Irene didn't get angry: "The food and water are here, you can come over to eat later. Now you are safe, this is Monrofi, not Tarian City."

Erin said, and left the ward straight away.

Tom stared blankly at the food and water on the small table over there. He was indeed hungry and thirsty, and finally couldn't hold back and got out of bed.When down to earth, he is accidental - he is not in the slightest pain, his body, his parts of shame, there is no scar of any kind, he is whole, as only the power of magic can do.

Monroe?The place that the bard sang and was ordered to attack by the Grand Duke?They actually used magic to heal a man like him?

The food prepared for a person like him is a large piece of whole meat, a piece of cheese, a hard-boiled egg, a piece of bread that is as white as a white cloud that Tom has never seen before, and two eggs in this season. Fresh fruit that only nobles and big businessmen can see.

You know, even if the food prepared for him is roast mouse and bean cakes, he will not be surprised.

He backed away in panic for a while. Poison was added to the food, or some kind of magical potion in legends, the kind that would turn people into monsters if they ate it.But... Tom remembered his oath, he would dedicate his devotion to the god who accepted him, although the one who saved him now was not the god, but undoubtedly, he should keep the oath.

Tom grabbed a piece of barbecue and stuffed it into his mouth. He trembled, his eyes were full of surprise, it was hard to imagine that a human tongue could taste such delicious food...

Tom ate all the food, he was a little bit full, looking at the bare plate, no doubt he had licked it, feeling shame and embarrassment - his father was also a knight, he knew shame and dignity of.

Looking at the room filled with sunlight, he finally discovered another problem.Those knights said that Monroe was abandoned by the sun, but here is warm sunshine everywhere.

He walked to the window, quietly opened the window a crack, and looked out.

The "sun" is slowly falling from the sky, no, that's not the sun, it's a person, dressed in black armor, with red hair fluttering like fire, and golden light shining around his body!

Kunz fell into the air. The heat he burned just now was too high, and he had to wait for a while until the heat dissipated naturally before continuing to land, otherwise he would burn Jiggjigg too.

Although it was only eleven o'clock at this time, and it was time for him to hang above Meng Luofei, he believed that there must be something important for the panda researcher to call him down.

The panda researcher waited for Kunz to rush over as soon as he landed, and handed over the plan they had written.

Knowing that time is tight, this plan does not include any large paragraphs of theory, and the content is very concise.They hope that Kunz will only hang in the sky above Monroe now, and become "rising in the east and setting in the west", that is, starting from the dark swamp, which is where the canal starts, and going west all the way to the dark swamp at the other end.

——The Dark Swamp is the collective name for the nameless swamp, and the swamp terrain can be called this, just like the black forest and barren mountains.

[You can now cover the surrounding area of ​​Mengluofei for eight to ten hours, but it will get colder and colder around Mengluofei. Our river has already frozen, and the temperature in Mushroom Town is dropping sharply. If this continues, Mushroom people are real I'm leaving.According to our calculation, the whole area of ​​Monroe can have at least four hours of light, which can make the temperature rise. ]

That's a good thing, and a professional thing to do.Kunz agreed without hesitation.

[That's great, our manpower will be able to arrive at the predetermined position one after another today, and you can move and fly a little bit according to their tips. ]

"Okay. Thank you for your hard work."

[You are the hardest one, please take care of yourself. ]

When Kunz returned to the sky, he couldn't help laughing.When I read fairy tales when I was a child, it was said that Sun went to work during the day and went home to rest at night. Now he has become such an "office worker".

[Sun Lord look here! ] "Sun Lord!"

Geji Geji and some indigenous people saw Kunz, they waved their arms and greeted him, and Kunz also smiled and waved to them.

Kunz didn't know that the inpatient building of the hospital next to him was the place where the wounded and sick slaves were placed. He just felt that there was a sight coming from there, and he also smiled back at the people there—even if he didn't see anyone, he knew There are people there.

When his face smiled, it was more majestic than if he didn't smile.Tom was taken aback. He quickly closed the curtain and shrank on the ground.But his heart was beating violently, and he couldn't help poking his head out again.

At this time, the "sun" had already risen to the sky, Tom boldly stretched out his arm, the sun shone on his arm, he made a grasping movement, of course the light couldn't catch it, but he felt it warmth.

Tom thought for a while, he knelt on the ground, looked devoutly at the gaze cast from the gap in the curtain, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and made a prayer posture: "My God, my sun, my Master, I would like to take refuge in You."

He has always been a devout follower of the bloody knight, and he also believes in the Sun Lord and Lady Libra. When he was suffering, he shouted hoarsely to the gods, from what he believed in to what he had only heard, shouting until he coughed blood in his throat , but none of the gods or servants of the gods responded to his entreaties.His actions only pleased those knight lords, who laughed at him and said, "God will not answer you, because God loves us more than you. And now you have become so dirty Dirty, God will stay away from you."

In the end, he despaired.But when he thought he was dead, he still thanked those gods for their shelter.

Tom smiled, it doesn't matter, he has a real god now.

"Knock knock" knock on the door sounded.

Tom didn't realize that the knock was a question to him, since he had never had a room of his own.

"Knock knock, hello, Tom, can I come in?" Until Irene knocked on the door and asked.

"Ah? Ah! Of course! Of course!" Tom, who was kneeling on the ground, wanted to stand up, but found that his legs were numb.

When Erin came in, she found him lying on the ground.

The young man who was helped to the bed by Irene was so ashamed that his face turned red, but he was obviously not so afraid anymore.

Irene was not surprised by Tom's transformation. People at the bottom are like this. Their spirits are like weeds, the kind that will be trampled to death if they step on it, and they won't even live to be an adult.

"I'm glad to see you finished eating." Irene put away the tray of food, "Let's rest for a while, here, no one will hurt you."

Tom, whose legs were not so numb, stood up: "Thank you! I, I will dedicate my allegiance to the Sun Lord!"

This oath really surprised Irene. Her short silence made Tom panic immediately: "I know that a humble person like me is not qualified, I, I just..."

"No, no, please don't misunderstand." Irene quickly put down the tray and explained to herself, "It's just that we are blasphemers, you should know it too? If you don't want to stay here, no one will force you. After a while, we will send you away from Monroe."

"No! Please don't send me away!" Tom's expression changed immediately, and he even trembled, "No! I, we..." He wanted to say something, but his poor vocabulary really couldn't make him express it correctly Saying what he wanted to express, he really seemed to be suffocating.

"Don't be nervous, please don't be nervous, I'm so sorry, I offended you, me!" Irene hurried to appease Tom, suddenly, Tom grabbed Irene, and Irene was startled.The door of the ward was also opened a crack, and half a (panda) head poked out.

Irene waved her hand, and she saw Tom taking a deep breath: "There is no... There is no God... Aren't we, abandoned by God? Here, I see, God! God saved me."

He spoke more and more smoothly, his brown eyes full of urgency.

The door closed silently, and Eileen smiled at Tom.

"Yes, you are right. We were all abandoned by God, and now we have our own God. If you are not willing to leave, then as long as you abide by Monroe's rules, no one will make you leave." Irene patted Tom on the shoulder, and Tom finally let go of Irene. Of course, he apologized in embarrassment.

"Is there anything I can do? I'm strong." Tom asked, summoning up his courage again, as Eileen reached the door.

"I'm here to take care of you, I'm not in charge of assigning work for you." Irene saw that the disappointment on his face was real, so she continued to smile and said, "But I see that your condition is very good, and you will soon The person in charge is here."

Sure enough, someone came later, she looked like a stout middle-aged peasant woman, the black linen dress was very strange on her, it was usually the clothes of the kind of decent ladies - senior maids, Nanny, or wife of a knight.

She walked in very bluntly, pulled a chair and sat down, and then took out a book and the ink bottle and quill she carried with her?

Tom saw her hands, which were a pair of rough hands with a few obvious large scars on them, and they were indeed a peasant woman.

"Hello, child." The peasant woman said, "Irene told me that you want to stay in Monroe?"

"Yes." Tom immediately sat up straight, no matter who the lady was, she seemed to be able to decide whether he would stay or not.

"Your name is Tom? Are you from Tarian City? My name is Manna, and I'm from Monrophe." Manna opened the book. It was a book with white pages, just as Tom relaxed and thought he had guessed right. Well, when Manna was really pretending to be holding a book, Manna had already written something on the page.

Tarian City, Tom.

"!"

"You can read?" Manna smiled unexpectedly, "This is really great, you can help me correct my mistakes."

Manna didn't ask how a highly educated person who could read and write was reduced to the present situation.

"I...uh..." Tom felt ashamed. He regretted the idea that he had treated her as an ordinary peasant woman just now. This is clearly a well-educated lady, but she should also have something she doesn't want to say experience?But now that she is sitting here straight again, Meng Luofei is indeed a good place.

Tom will know his mistake in the future, and now he and the unconscious slave have completed a detailed registration.Before that, it was still yesterday, Wan Wan knew about their general condition from those sober slaves.

So that brings them to a question - what to do with those knights?

Of course, this is not a crime for those knights, and they are now prisoners of war... and the place where they committed crimes is not within the scope of Monrofei's authority, but in their own territory of Tarian City. It is not within the scope of law enforcement in Monroe, and the local leaders even participated in this atrocity, apparently not considering it a crime.

After Kunz came down from the sky that day, in case he told him these things.

Kunz thought for a while and asked, "What if we made a mistake on our land?"

[Although our purpose has always been to treat prisoners preferentially.But if the person who made a principled mistake is not a prisoner of war, but a war criminal.Make them pay the price they deserve. ]

"But Tarian City will soon become our territory, right?"

In case a little laugh [yes. ]

Kunz also smiled: "Actually, you think so too, don't you?"

[How is the captain these two days?Are you still sleeping? ]

"Yeah." Mentioning the captain, Kunz's expression became complicated. At first, the captain was completely happy to be able to sleep, but after a day passed, he began to feel uneasy and guilty again—the captain lost all his strength.

[Should we send a doctor to look at it? ]

"..." Kunz hesitated, "Wait until the captain wakes up."

[it is good. ]

"Shall I go and see the captives?"

[It’s not necessary, it’s best to let them calm down now.If you go, you will give them unrealistic expectations. ]

"Understood, then, the Raksha Kingdom will go online tomorrow, are they ready?"

Just in case it's OK.

After these things are said, it does not mean that Kunz's mission is over. He still has a bunch of documents to sign.The documents told him where Monrofi's relocation should now be.

The biggest impact is the planting shed. Grandpa Yuan and a dozen players with plant talents quickly matured the plants that originally wanted to be cultivated stably. Of course, there are various reasons why they can be matured and cultivated stably. , but now of course these can only be given up helplessly.

Some workshops were shut down, and the two sets of large machine tools that had been assembled had to be dismantled, and they were going to be transported to the new territory after a while.

The latest prototype car in the auto yard just successfully tested two days ago, and is doing various performance tests. This one has not been shut down, and additional manpower has been sent to do ship research.

Livestock farms, this is definitely to be transferred, but that is a matter of the future, and the relevant staff are currently doing their best to keep the barn warm.

The staffing of the barracks, and of course the arrangement of the players...

Job done, Kunz finally able to see the captain!But when he was about to fly to the dormitory, Kunz turned around and flew to the kitchen first.He brought a pot of warm water, a cup of milk tea, crispy bread, bacon, vegetables and fruits.

After entering the bedroom, Kunz found that the captain was no longer a comma. He was lying on his side with his head resting firmly on the pillow, and his posture was as elegant as the sleeping son of God in a mural.

Kunz sat on the edge of the bed, carefully helped the captain up, let him lean into his arms, and then began to call him softly: "Captain? Captain?"

It didn't work, of course, and Kunz began to poke at the captain's face, tickling him.

Finally the captain reacted. He hit Kunz, but his movements were limp and weak. In fact, it was more like acting like a baby.

"Captain! Team~~~Long~~Long~~"

"Hmm..." The captain finally had a little reaction, he hummed and opened a small slit in his eyes, and then closed them again quickly.Kunz boldly raised his hand to open his eyelids.

"Captain! Eat something before going to sleep!"

The captain pushed Kunz's arm, frowned to close his eyes, and grabbed the quilt to wrap himself.Kunz didn't dare to use force, and after fighting wits and courage with the captain for 10 minutes (conservative estimate), the captain finally woke up.

No, I can only say that I opened my eyes.He stopped struggling, his golden-green eyes were shrouded in haze, staring at one direction without focus, it can be said that he was dumbfounded.

Kunz ran out quickly and brought in a warm towel. Starting from the chin, he helped the captain wipe it little by little. When the towel touched the captain's eyes, the captain suddenly hid and grabbed the towel.

The captain's golden-green eyes finally regained their former brilliance, but it didn't mean he understood his situation.The captain looked at the towel, at Kunz, and then at the quilt he had just slept on—there was still a clear dent on the pillow.

"I'm asleep?"

"Yes." Kunz sat down and handed the towel to the captain.

The captain took it and began to wipe his face: "But, why... ah, he took everything."

Handing the towel to Kunz, the captain looked at his hands, which were stretched out, held again, stretched out again... covered with another hand: "He took his light, I give mine to you."

"Your light? You..." The captain wanted to laugh, and even wanted to taunt Kunz, but he held back, because those taunts were not his intention, he was just in too much pain.

"My light." Kunz held the captain's hand and squeezed his cold fingertips tightly in his palm, "I can't say that I gave you the light. You are my light and the original source of my strength." .My power points... woo woo woo!"

The captain kissed him, and Kunz tried hard to finish the sentence, but his tongue was really weak—after all, he couldn't even tie a cherry stem with his tongue, so how could he... right?

"You are forbidden to say such words." The captain looked directly at Kunz, "Your strength belongs only to you, and mine belongs only to me. I have no light, but I still have my wisdom. No matter what, Don't even say that you share with me...except your bed and my bedroom, our home, and my food. Everything else, mine is mine, and yours is yours." Before Kunz could answer, the captain suddenly With a smile, "Are you going to expand? My little sun."

Captain, you will always be captain.

"Correct."

"Then you must hold as many main gods as possible and maintain their relationship with your allies."

"What shall I do?"

"First of all, a noble or a knight, you must keep one."

"Knight." Kunz replied without hesitation.

"Oh?" The captain raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Don't think about it anymore?"

"I don't want to." Kunz shrank his neck. After all, the captain and his father-in-law are also nobles, but he was still very firm in his denial. "The nobles will die, just like the royal family."

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