There was only a dark sunset glow between the mountains, and a few stars lit up in the night sky.
The last rock bird also got into its nest on the mountain cliff.
The village of Wall, hidden in the ravine, lit up with sparks.
The kobold slaves, covered with stars and moonlight, returned to the work shed at the entrance of the village from the river embankment. Dragging their exhausted bodies, they lined up silently, holding large wooden bowls in their hands to receive tonight's cereal porridge from the cook.
Perhaps this is a rare time for them to relax during the day. After dinner, they can lie down in the work shed covered with reed mats and sleep until dawn.
The multi-grain porridge in the big wooden barrel is very thick. In order for the kobold slaves to be fed, the simple cook of Wall Village cooked the multi-grain porridge mixed with a large amount of wheat bran and beans until it was very soft. This was also the result of the old village chief Brett.
On the orders of the kobold slaves, the kobold slaves dug river channels and reclaimed river bends and tidal flats. As long as it was for the sake of Wall Village, the village cooks must do the logistics well.
Most of the overseers in the village who were responsible for guarding these kobolds would also eat a big pot of rice in the slave camp before slowly going home with their stomachs full.
Although the food at home is better than that in the slave camp, who has never suffered from poverty? During the famine, sometimes everyone's food was not as good as these people's. Now the living conditions are slightly better, but no one has.
Forget the hard days in the past, the big pot rice here in the slave camp is not too unpalatable. If you are full here, you will save a meal at home.
This group of kobold slaves saw that the overseers who had been watching over them all day were also eating from a pot with everyone. During the day at the river construction site, although these overseers were wandering around with whips, the ends of the whips really fell on their compatriots.
But there are very few times. Occasionally when I am tired, I will be allowed to rest on the slope of the river embankment for a short while. When I have no strength, I will occasionally see the supervisors catching up from behind. I think I will be whipped, but when I wait
Instead, he stretched out a pair of rough hands to drag the stone slab hard, and walked through the most difficult section of the river embankment road.
A crescent moon hangs on the dead branches at the entrance of the village. After the kobolds finished their dinner, they were allowed to take a cold bath at the river downstream, and then lay down in the work shed groaning. There was no kobold.
People are willing to break this comfortable life.
Even some kobolds lying in the work shed will feel that except for the lack of freedom, this kind of slave life is actually pretty good!
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Two rebels were imprisoned in a wooden cage next to the work shed. Luke was responsible for guarding the two rebels at night. When he saw dinner starting in the slave camp, he silently brought two bowls of grain porridge from there and put them in.
In a wooden cage.
Then he held a spear made of white wax and sat honestly three meters away from the wooden cage, staring at the two rebels with wide eyes.
The two rebels were beaten up by Surdak and Gulitem. They both suffered varying degrees of injuries. The bruises on their faces silently showed their disgraceful record. They lay on the horse like sacks.
On the back, the bile in the stomach almost came out. At this time, there was a gurgling sound in the stomach.
Luke and Charlie are the leaders of the younger generation in the village. Compared to Charlie, Luke is not as smooth and flexible, but he also has some advantages.
The skin on his body has been tanned by the vicious sun, and his lips are a bit thick. At a glance, people will think that he is a poor boy from the ravine who has never seen the world. At this time, Luke is also holding a half bowl of multigrain porridge.
Drinking, and making squeaking sounds from time to time.
Seeing that the poor boy in front of them actually drank the multigrain porridge so deliciously, the two rebels couldn't hide the joy in their eyes when they looked at each other.
The two communicated silently with their eyes for a moment, and then moved towards the edge of the wooden cage.
Although their hands were tied with hemp rope, it did not prevent them from holding the wooden bowl...
Perhaps they were hungry, so the two rebels were very satisfied with the multigrain porridge cooked with wheat bran and beans. Although the rough wheat bran scratched their throats, they would feel it if they occasionally encountered a soft and waxy bean.
An indescribable feeling.
The kobolds in the slave camp have all gone to sleep.
The two rebels leaned against the wooden cage and fell asleep with their eyes closed. It was not until the last light in Wall Village went out that one of the rebels opened his eyes. His eyes were a bit sharp, and his companions across from him felt his gaze.
They also woke up from their slumber. They secretly glanced at Luke with their peripheral vision, and found that Luke was like an alert weasel, staring at the wooden cage with big eyes in the dark night without blinking.
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In the dark night, the village guards guarding outside the slave camp slept more soundly than the kobold slaves in the work shed. This gave the two rebels a glimmer of hope. Maybe the young man would sleep later.
They were stunned, so they looked at each other and continued to close their eyes.
It wasn't until he opened his eyes for the third time to secretly observe Luke's rebels and found that the young villager was sitting three meters away from the wooden cage holding a spear like a stone sculpture that he gave up completely, so he quickly launched a second escape plan.
.
A rebel pretended to be asleep, his hands were trapped, he leaned on the edge of the wooden cage and turned over in the cage with a very uncomfortable movement. By chance, a silver penny fell out of his arms.
It slipped out, glowing silver in the night, and rolled into the gap under the wooden cage.
Such a shiny silver coin was very conspicuous at night, Luke saw it...
But let the two rebels lie in the wooden cage with their eyes half closed, their hands and feet ready to pounce at any time, and they want to subdue Luke at once when he touches him to pick up the silver coins.
Only by subduing the guards of the wooden cage can they find a way to escape from here.
What they didn't expect at all was...Luke just glanced proudly at the silver coin in the gap of the wooden cage, and was not moved at all.
So the first half of the night passed like this.
The two rebels began to pray that the villagers who came to take turns in the middle of the night would not ignore the silver in the cage like this proud villager.
Heavy footsteps sounded, and the earth trembled. Then a mountain of flesh stopped in front of Luke. The ogre Gulitum squatted next to Luke and said to Luke: "Then who...you
Go to sleep, Andrew said you have a lot to do tomorrow, and we will keep an eye on you for the rest of the night!"
Luke looked at the ogre showing his white teeth. Even though he had been with him for so many days, he still felt a little frightened every time he saw him.
Luke stood up, knocked on his legs that were numb from sitting, and said to the ogre: "Then I will go back. You have to take care of them. I will bring you wheat cakes tomorrow morning..."
“Eat chicken...I want to eat stewed chicken!”
The ogre made his own demands on Luke.
"Still eating? Look at how many chickens are left in our village just less than two weeks after you came to our village..." Luke complained to the ogre, and then said: "Not in the morning.
If nothing happens tomorrow morning, you and I will go into Oak Ridge. Almost all the pheasants have flown out there. If you are lucky, you may be able to trap a few back!"
“Okay, so on and so forth…you are such a good person!” The ogre praised him with satisfaction.
Then Gulitm folded his hands on his chest and sat on the edge of the wooden cage, staring at the two rebels with his bell-sized eyes, licking his lips with his rough tongue from time to time...
The two rebels who were locked in the cage wanted to use the silver ingot under the cage to turn over. Unexpectedly, an ogre who couldn't help drooling when he looked at them came and leaned against the cage.
I closed my eyes in complete despair.
…
Lifting the white and smooth arm that was pressed against his chest, Suldak sat up from the bed, stretched his neck and glanced at Xigna lying on the upper bed. The little girl curled up and hugged the magic notebook.
Sleeping soundly, Surdak gently took the magic note out of Xigna's hand and carefully placed it beside her pillow. Then he helped her pull up the thick blanket before lying back on the bed.
Although this house was only renovated last year, its biggest shortcoming is that it is too small. There is only one room. Although Xigna is still small, Surdak feels that this is still inconvenient.
There was only a little residual charcoal left in the fireplace diagonally opposite, and there was uneaten white bread on the table. Although their lives had changed with the help of Suldak, Selena did not do it every day.
To eat this kind of luxurious white bread, only when Suldak stayed here for one night, would he be willing to take out the treasured white bread to entertain him.
The eyes, as deep and blue as the lake water, opened, with gentle gazes full of admiration, silently looking at the strong man lying quietly next to him.
The sexy and bright lips pursed slightly, and the corners of the mouth inadvertently raised in an upward arc.
Stretching out her arms to curl her fluffy golden hair behind her head, she looked at Suldak with her blue eyes. She curled up lazily on the bed like a Persian cat. Surdak gently stroked Selena like a brocade.
With a smooth back, he whispered to her: "Life here will gradually get better..."
“I know!” Selena responded softly, with a hint of softness in her voice.
Suldak was slightly startled by his determined tone, and then asked: "How about I help you build a warmer house?"
"I listen to you... after the water reservoir project in the village is completed, you can build my house wherever you want." Selina looked at him with a smile.
This look made Suldak feel guilty for a while. He did not yet have the courage to bring Selina and Xigna to Old Sheila openly. He was worried that he might be kicked out of the house.
Higna turned over in the upper bunk, and the sound of even breathing could be heard again.
Selena sat up slightly, supported her body with one hand, and rested her head on Suldak's chest, as if listening to his heartbeat.
“Duck, I want to try to do something...”
"What's up?"
Suldak stroked her slender face with his hands.
"I want to try to spread the teachings of the Dark Goddess to those kobold slaves. Since I am the messenger of the Dark Goddess, if I have the chance, I think maybe I should do something..." Selina whispered to Suldak.
“Those kobolds?” Surdak was a little speechless.
But when I think about it, although these villagers living in the deserted land are far away from the city of Helensa, they are a group of believers of the Statue of Liberty who have not been affected the most. They have not received the blessings of the goddess before. Now the priests and priests in the temple
Since the goddesses are gone, it will naturally not affect the villagers' beliefs. They are all used to it anyway.
"Well, I found that they can understand Green Empire language, and their intelligence is not as low as expected. I want to use the simplest teachings to make them believe in the dark goddess Celine." Selina said seriously.
"Okay, what do you need me to do? Have you ever thought about how to get them to accept the teachings? Or, before dinner every day, let those kobold slaves listen to you talk about the glorious history of the Dark Goddess?" Surdak
asked very cooperatively.
“That’s not necessary, as long as you agree!” Seeing that Suldak didn’t object, Selina smiled sweetly.
When she smiled, the stars in the night sky would appear dim, and she stretched out her white arms to hook around Suldak's neck...
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Higna stared at the magic notes on the bed with her eyes wide open, looking a little speechlessly at the magic notes that turned automatically on the bed. The magic notes stayed on the last page, and the pages were emitting a dim light.
It was so late, and Surdak and Selina, who were sleeping in the lower bunk, were still very dishonest.
Celia Cooper looked at the daughter of darkness lying on the bed like a kitten in front of her. She leaned her body against the corner of the page of the magic notebook. She sighed softly in her heart, and a ghost appeared on the page behind her.
There was a blank space. Celia reached out and drew two random strokes on the blank space, and a magic symbol appeared in that position.
This magic symbol belongs to a syllable in the ancient Elvish language. Celia Cooper quietly made a series of mouth movements to Xigna, seeming to teach her the correct pronunciation of the ancient Elvish language, and then began to speak seriously.
Describe the specific application of this syllable in certain places.
At present, most of the spells in the Green Empire Magic Guild are recited in ancient Elvish, so the necessary condition for becoming a magician is to learn a foreign language, Ancient Elvish.
Higna followed Celia Cooper's silent recitation, and she was even able to copy the symbol perfectly with her fingers.
A trace of darkness condensed into this magic symbol in front of her.
Although Celia Cooper knew that Signa's learning ability was not generally strong, she still felt that she had underestimated Signa for being able to master the syllables of an ancient Elvish language so well.
Since Signa discovered the existence of Celia Cooper that night, she used the power of the Dark Goddess to set up a cage to trap Celia Cooper in the magic notebook.
In the Green Empire, both commoners and nobles have a chance to awaken their magic when they reach the age of twelve. Once the magic pool in the body is awakened, it means becoming a magician noble.
The fastest way to make some kind of change in life is to become a magician, even if she is a saint who comes to the continent of Roland from the goddess of darkness.
Higna pursed her lips slightly and signaled Celia Cooper to teach her the next syllable of the ancient Elvish language...