The morning light shone brightly, and the warm fire burned the pottery jar, and the fragrance floated out. The crow pecking at the dew flew down and landed on the shoulder of a stone not far away. Xia Yi teased herbs and rubbed the picked herbs to pieces. Hearing the rustling sound behind him, he turned his face slightly.

"Awaken?" He spoke the Tedria language in another world.

Then she stood up, pinched the spoon of herbs with juice in her palm and walked over. The girl who woke up in a coma kicked the ground and shrank back in fear, but the pain in her body made her unable to avoid Xia Yi's hand.

The wrapped bandage was untied, revealing its scarred waist. In the frightened eyes, the herbs had been pressed down, and the cool feeling was heard, and a little burning.

The gentle morning light shone on the side of the man opposite, and the girl pursed her lips and took a few breaths, and her hands and feet stopped struggling. After a while, her lips stuttered, and she squeezed out a little sound.

"Thanks……"

"What? I can't hear it."

Xia Yi turned her head to look at her, smiled and wrapped the untied bandage with herbs back, "You can say louder, you are not a slave, and there are no vicious slave owners here."

"You... saved me... Shouldn't I be your slave..."

"no."

Xia Yi shook her head, walked to the pottery jar, and scooped out a bowl of broth from it. These were made at a farmer's house after leaving the city. "I can't accept treating people as beasts, and I don't have this habit."

The wind blew across this Gaogang, and the girl in coarse cloth and ragged clothes sounded like a girl, under her messy hair, her eyes were bright and pure, and she looked at the man opposite her nervously.

"But...they said this is a rule..."

Xia Yi understood who the girl said 'they', and smiled and gently shook the bowl to cool down the hot broth inside faster. "The people in the arena are dead, and even if they are not dead, you and the others will escape."

"I will still be caught back." The girl lowered her face, pinched the corner of her clothes, and there was mottled blood and dirt on it.

The next second, the patternless pottery bowl came into her sight.

Smelling the rich fragrance, the girl raised her face, and the sun was shining from the east. The man's face was in the shadows, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he just heard the voice saying it.

"Then don't get caught back. Whoever catches you will be killed."

A roar suddenly came from the sky. The girl turned her face and saw a cold light piercing on the nearby rock. Half of it went in. It was a long sword with two hands engraved with ancient patterns.

The pottery bowl was handed over, and the girl took it blankly, then watched the man in front of her turn and walk to the edge of the hill.

"If you can't kill alone, then summon more people to kill. If you can't kill them in one day, then one month, one month, just one year, two years, there will always be a time to kill them. Only those people dare not catch you will be truly free, but!"

The last two words, the tone of the tone became stronger, Xia Yi turned his face: "However, if you want equality and walk openly in the sun without oppression and deception, is the world that people really need to live."

"Do you want to continue being a slave?"

Hearing the last sentence, the girl held the pottery bowl and fell silent.

Then he stood up, walked out two steps staggeringly, and came behind Xia Yi. Following the other person's sight, he looked at the fields below the hills. On the hillside, people in ragged clothes and different images were sleeping everywhere. Occasionally, someone noticed the two above, so he stood up, bowed to the figure in the long black clothes, and then more people stood up and bent down one by one.

"Look, they are all like you, trying desperately to survive in the arena. When they are outside, they are also thinking about how to survive better."

Xia Yi turned around, grabbed the girl's thin and almost fleshless shoulder, and pointed to the sword stuck in the stone there.

"Take it back and take these people below to awaken more people on this land that need to be awakened, and create the world that belongs to you and yours."

The girl looked at the sword, looked at the dense crowd below, and pursed her lips and nodded heavily: "Well, Altoria will remember it."

The mountain wind is howling.

In the next two or three days, Xia Yi alone killed several groups of Tatasia's pursuers in countless eyes, and even captured Arende, the son of the Duke, and cut off his head in front of them.

Afterwards, he took these slaves to the east and also taught the girls some practical martial arts with two-handed swords during this period.

Put on a new bandage, Altoria, who was wearing leather armor, sat under a tree, next to it was a black bird jumping up and down, but she quietly looked at the open space ahead, and Xia Yi waved her hands with every move of the sword. The gloomy sky, without the bright sunshine, the sword body she waved gave people a cold light that was difficult to see directly.

The sword roared down, the ground cracked, the rocks shattered and flew. Each attack was used to have the illusion of cruel fighting on the battlefield, which benefited the girl who sat there quietly.

"If you want to do this like me, you need to find the power skills suitable for practicing martial arts in this world, and more importantly, you must have a good body."

Altoria wrote down these one by one, then couldn't help but speak and asked another question, which was the doubt that had been hidden in her heart for a long time.

"Why did the teacher choose me?"

"There is no reason, you just like it. Of course, I want to give you a reason. I like your tough eyes."

Xia Yi stopped and said a few more words. Suddenly, the voice of the words came to an abrupt end. Something fluctuated from his left arm, which was covered by his long sleeves. He raised his head to look at the sky, lived a while, and looked at the girl with a smile.

"I have something to leave, and the rest depends on you."

After saying that, he stuffed the hilt of the sword into the girl's hand and waved to Master Jiu on the treetop there. When the crow landed on his shoulder, he turned around and left.

Many slaves around stood up and looked here. Altoria looked at the sword in her hand, chased after half a step, and shouted toward her gradually moving back: "Teacher——"

The figure in the distance did not stop.

"Teacher..." The girl leaned on the long sword, held the hilt tightly, lowered her head, then turned around, raised her face again, and while mist appeared in her eyes, she was also determined and stubborn.

The long sword penetrated into the ground.

"Brothers and sisters, Altoria will not disappoint the teacher, nor will you and those who are still living in humbleness. I swear with my life!!"

That was a different momentum from the girl a few days ago.

The rise of a group of people cannot be formed in one or two days, and may last for several years or even for a lifetime. However, when life has a goal and knows how to move forward, the steps you take will not be so easy to stop. In the near future, perhaps then they will recall what is happening at this moment, which will be the most precious memory wealth.

At this time, Timinoa fell into great chaos. The army of the Northern Kingdom suddenly appeared completely disrupted the peace here. The nobles sent people to negotiate, and the civilians hurriedly fled with their families and valuable belongings. The originally lively city of north-south intersection seemed to have become the first stop affected by the war.

However, the target the army was aimed at was a group of people fleeing on the plains. After a few simple tests, the main force of the Northern Kingdom began to encircle.

"Dog girl, you escape and go find Xia Yi! You must find him!"
Chapter completed!