On the farm, a man with bare arms and his head lowered to pull a plow had a whip mark full of blood spots on his back.
The pain caused the muscles on his back to tremble uncontrollably. He immediately buried his head lower in the ground, leaned forward with all his strength, and tried his best to pull the iron plow forward.
"Dead, deed~" The sound of the horse's hooves faded away. After a while, a crisp crack of a whip sounded again not far away, and another slave received the same treatment.
'Pa!' 'Pa!' 'Pa!' The sound of the whip struck a group of slaves, and then the whip-wielding elf knight rode his forest broad-eared horse back to the arbor on one side, dismounted, and held the
The soft whip covered with blood was soaked in the salt water on the side, and then he sat on the chair, quietly drinking fruit drink, and opened a book to read. He laughed from time to time when he saw something happy.
From beginning to end, he didn't say a word, and there was no emotion in his eyes as he looked at the slaves working hard in front of him.
To him, these human slaves are not lives, but just tools for labor. The broad-eared horses around him are a hundred times more noble than them.
Soon, after finishing a glass of fruit drink, the elf put the cup on the table. Next to him, a human child of three or four years old, less than half a meter tall, immediately filled the cup. From beginning to end, he did not dare to say anything.
any sound.
After resting for more than an hour, the elf knight mounted his horse again and patrolled the farm. If he saw anyone who was lazy, he would immediately give him a whip.
In this oppressive silence, the day's work came to an end.
"Get back into the cage!" The elf knight said his second sentence today. His first sentence was when he opened the cage, which was the word "come out of the cage".
Then the knight climbed the mountain on horseback and headed towards the castle not far away.
The human slaves carried farm tools and followed the knights numbly. Soon, a group of people arrived outside the castle.
This castle is very old, and the walls are covered with ivy. The style of the castle is very special, exquisite, and beautiful, just like the elves.
Arriving here, the elf knight entered the castle alone along the narrow bridge, while the human slaves stayed outside the castle.
Here, there is a tent less than half a person's height, made of leaves and dead branches. It is damp, dark, dirty, and exudes the stench of all kinds of excrement. It is not much better than hell.
The slaves rested, eating half-rotten fruits, drinking dirty water scooped from the river, their eyes numb, and quietly recovering from the day's fatigue.
A few children squatting together, playing and laughing carefully brought the only life to this tent area. They are all the children of slaves.
Before they grow up, they are the lowest intelligent life in this land of elves, because they have no other function except consuming food.
Because they are lowly and humble, they must always be careful, except themselves. No one cares about their life and death, including their parents. It's not that they don't want to. It's really impossible.
There seems to be something different today. The castle door that was just closed opened again for some unknown reason.
An elf maid rode a snow-white unicorn and walked toward the tent area. She stopped at a distance and said in a voice more gentle than a lark: "Master is kind and wants to choose a few between four and seven years old."
The children enter the castle. Boys can practice sword skills and become arena warriors in the future; girls can teach cooking and tailoring and become cooks or weavers after success."
Before she finished speaking, seven or eight unkempt women rushed out of the tent. They accurately found the child they had given birth to, ran to the elf maid and knelt down ten meters in front of it. They did not dare to speak, but tried their best to tidy up their child.
Some.
The elf maid waved her hand and said: "Go to the river and wash the child clean so that I can't see clearly."
So the women quickly took the children to the river and washed their children quickly.
After a while, a row of clean and thin children were once again placed in front of the elf maid for her to choose.
The elf maid looked over one by one, frowning slightly. In her eyes, these human children were too ugly and too thin.
However, the master's order was to pick a few tall ones among the short ones, so the elf maid pointed to a few slightly good-looking children and said: "You, you, and you, just you three."
She chose two girls and one boy. The girl was pretty cute, and the boy had brown hair and dark eyes, and was pretty good. The only drawback was that he was a little too shy.
Immediately, the mothers whose children were selected were ecstatic, relieved, and cried with joy. Those who were not selected had a look of despair and could only hug their children tightly and cry silently.
After choosing the person, the elf maid was ready to take the person into the castle. Just as she was about to leave, she heard a timid voice coming from behind: "Masha, can I go?"
This was said in Elvish language. Masha is the honorific title for women in Elvish language, which is equivalent to Madam. Men are called Pasha, which means Sir.
The beautiful elf maid turned around and saw a child about four years old walking out from behind the dead branch tent and looking at her quietly.
This human child has smooth brown hair and is very clean, but his appearance is average. The only thing that attracts attention is his eyes, which are large and blue, as pure as the sea.
The elf maid became interested and asked tentatively in Elvish: "What's your name?"
"I don't have a name. Others call me 'boy'." The child said.
"Where's your mother?"
The child shook his head: "I have never seen her."
The maid was not surprised. The death rate of slaves was very high. Maybe the child's mother died in childbirth, or she died of illness due to overwork. It was possible.
She continued to ask: "How did you learn Elvish?"
"Delpasha likes to read, and he will read out occasionally. I will be responsible for pouring him tea. After listening for a long time, he will learn how to read," the child explained.
"Haha, smart kid. Okay, you can follow me." The elf maid smiled.
So the child followed, and together with the three previously selected children, followed the elf maid into the castle.
The castle is huge. The layout inside is very beautiful, with gardens in full bloom, such as green grass, pebble paths, tall trees, and exquisite buildings that perfectly match these plants. Compared with the withered grass tents where slaves live outside,
, a heaven and a hell.
Several children were dazzled by it.
When they arrived at the castle, the maid got off the unicorn. The smart mount returned to the stables by itself. Then the elf maid said to a beautiful human woman on the side: "Take them to wash and change into clean and neat clothes.
At the same time, teach them some rules and take them to see their master later."
This human woman is also a slave. Of course, she is a higher-level slave. She nodded and took the four children to change clothes.
Along the way, she began to say in a stern tone: "In the castle, any elf is the master. You must obey the master's orders absolutely, no matter what they ask you to do!"
"Any orders?" asked the blue-eyed child from before.
"Any order, even if it means you commit suicide."
"What if two masters give opposite orders at the same time?"
"Listen to the one with higher status, and when facing the master, never question their orders. Silence is our talisman. You must keep this in mind!"
"Yes." The blue-eyed child replied.
Then, the beautiful woman continued: "Unless you have permission, you are not allowed to touch any of the owner's belongings. You are not allowed to speak unless you have permission. You are not allowed to run around unless you have permission..."
After a series of orders, there is only one purpose, and the slave is just a tool. There is no dignity, freedom, or soul!
Soon, the beautiful woman put new clothes on the four of them, and threw the tattered clothes they had changed into directly into the stove.
"Okay, come with me. When you see the mistress later, forget about the fact that you have a mouth." the beautiful woman warned.
The four children all nodded solemnly.
Then, the four of them were taken to the garden. There was a tree in the garden and a swing on the tree. Sitting on the swing was a female elf wearing a snow-white dress. There were only two impressions of this elf: one from the dust and one beautiful.
.In front of her, the previous elf maids and beautiful women became ordinary.
Next to the female elf were several male elves, sitting or standing, and the elf maid from before was also beside her.
Seeing the four children, the female elf looked over, smiled and waved: "Come here, come here, and come in some."
The beautiful woman gently pushed behind the four of them and said in a whispering voice: "Remember what I said. Go forward and let the mistress take a good look at you."
Four children walked up.
The female elf looked over one by one, and finally fixed her eyes on the blue-eyed child, and smiled: "I heard from Manli that you are very smart, and you actually learned the Elvish language?"
The blue-eyed child nodded and said in Elvish language: "Yes, Masha."
The female elf's face showed a mixture of appreciation and regret, and sighed: "Little guy, I really don't know if the Creator loves you or hates you? He would actually give you such a treasure as wisdom. As a slave, you...
Shouldn't have it."
The female elf waved to the male elf beside her and said with a smile: "Lu Xiping, go and use your sword to send back the gift of the Creator. I think he must have made a mistake."
The male elf drew out his elf rapier and stepped forward. With a flash of sword light, the blue-eyed child was struck in the heart. He fell to the ground without saying a word and was kicked out of the game.
This should be a tragic player who only paid a few credits. His body was quickly dragged away, and no one spoke.
Then, the female elf said to the remaining three overly frightened children: "Don't worry, the Creator loves you very much and has given you what you should have, so you are safe."
"Manli, two little girls, teach them weaving. This little boy looks very strong. Lu Xiping, please teach him sword skills. I want him to become a powerful arena warrior and win some reputation for me."
"Yes, Masha." The elf swordsman nodded, waved to the black-eyed child and said: "From today on, you will follow me and live in that house. Did you see that? You will live in the hut next to it.
"
The black-eyed child nodded hurriedly, his body trembling, and he looked extremely frightened.
……….
At night, the black-eyed child sleeping in the hut opened his eyes, looked at the starry sky outside the small window, and silently contacted Zhao Shan who had returned to the earth world.
"I was tricked by the game company and now I have become a slave child. I have endured it for five years and I can't stand it anymore. How about you think of a way to rescue me."
