I let the protagonist of the abuse article change his life [Quick Transmigration]

"Today is... lively..."

"Many... many people..."

I can't tell which keyword was brought back to consciousness.After all, when he came back to his senses, Adrian's mind was already very clear.

But he didn't get up, but maintained the posture lying on the ground, continuing to listen to the movement from the grass blades.

This can be regarded as a special ability that people close to the wood element have more or less.They capture the sounds of nature when all is quiet.

After the blades of grass, the old tree next to it also joins the night conversation.

"Oh, the young Vipers are going to sell their fellows again."

"Snake?"

"Slave Caravan..."

The already lively noise became even more noisy with the addition of old trees.The forest seemed to come alive, and the grass poked out its blades towards Adrian, trying to remind him: "Wooden Mage! There are bad guys coming!"

The old tree let out a sigh of "yo ha ha", and Adrian, who had planned to continue pretending to be asleep and listened to the information quietly, opened his eyes.At this moment, no matter whether it was the old tree or the grass that was approaching him, there was no sound.

The only sound left in the woods was the sound of the wind, and the movement of monsters at night.

Adrian rolled his Adam's apple and finally said "thank you".

As his words fell, the grass at hand shook its blades.

This action reminded Adrian of the children he and Feit saw in the orphanage.While they were making their donations, they also told the children stories for hours.At that time, the children talked about their lofty ideals, and there was also bright joy in their eyes.

Adrian's expression softened for a moment, and then remembered the "viper" mentioned before Cao Mu, and his complexion suddenly sank.

……

……

After a while.

The Duke of Langton and his knights used scrolls with concealment function to hide themselves in the forest to the maximum extent.

Adrian recalled the discussion of the previous grass and trees, and initially locked the location where the members of the "Viper Family" were stationed in the forest.

They explored carefully, and soon after, they found traces of flames flickering in the night.

"...Tan Jonalin." After a brief observation, Feit announced a name, "the fourth son of old Jonalin. Although he was not born out of wedlock, he is very favored."

Adrian pulled out such a person from his memory, and frowned slightly: "How many slave boxes does he bring with him?"

Feit's tone was a little strange: "No."

Adrian was taken aback.

Feit said: "Unless Jonalin's family has a new breakthrough in space magic—otherwise, he really didn't bring anything with him this trip."

Adrian showed unexpected eyes, and murmured, "Could it be that you also went to the Emerald Forest to practice?"

No wonder he thought so.Right now they are on the best road between the iris flower barony and another baron.It can be said that 80.00% of the people who walk this road have dealt with the Emerald Forest.

Feit couldn't give him a clear answer, he just said, "Maybe." After a pause, he asked again, "Eddie, are you going to kill them?"

The hatred on both sides is there.It's fine if they don't meet, but now, how could they pretend that nothing happened?

Adrian pondered, and said, "I remember him. Old Jonalin did treat him differently, then..."

Feit thought of going to one place with him: "Maybe he will know something about the past?"

Adrian nodded.The two reached an agreement in a short period of time to ask Tarn Jonalin for questioning, but they should not reveal their identities prematurely.

Fortunately, the time limit for the scroll has not yet passed.After continuing to observe the distribution of the number of people on the opposite side, Adrian first manipulated the fire element in the air, causing the fire in front of Little Jonalin to suddenly disperse, towards Tarn Jonalin and the guards beside him They attacked.Afterwards, Veit stepped out of the forest and raised the knight sword in his hand.

In the confusion, Adrian heard little Jonalin scream: "Do you know who I am! I'm—uh!"

In the middle of speaking, he fell to the ground with a bright long sword hanging on his neck.

Little Jonalin was like a duck being strangled by the neck. At this moment, he suddenly lost his voice, and could only look at Feit in front of him in horror.

In fact, because of the scroll, he couldn't make out Faith's face at all.It's just that the opponent's tyrannical strength gave him a lot of frightening associations.

Did you come here specifically to seek revenge?

Due to the particularity of Jonalin's business, all members of the family have encountered similar incidents many times.This is also the reason why Tarn brought a large group of guards with him when he went out. However, no matter how many people there are, they still can't do anything in the face of absolute power.

He swore he could already smell blood.Swallowing, little Jonalin was trembling, already thinking about how to show that he didn't get involved in the family business at all.At this time, the person in front of him spoke in a deep voice, distorted by the scroll, and said, "Viper..."

Little Jonalin: "Yes, yes!"

The person in front: "Take out all your money."

Little Jonalin's eyes widened.

God knows, such a sentence almost made him cry with joy.

It turned out that what I encountered was not a vengeance seeker, but a robber who immediately picked an adventure team to attack?

If other people encountered the situation, they must be terrified.But when it was little Jonalin's turn, he not only quickly took off his purse and all the gold and gem accessories, but also took the initiative to talk about the valuables in his luggage.

After cooperating, he found that the tip of the long sword moved down a little and landed on a plain and inconspicuous brooch on his chest.

Little Jonalin explained in a low voice: "This is my mother's relic. She is just a maid working in the manor, and she can't leave anything too good for her son."

After speaking so sincerely, I found that the tip of the sword had picked out the brooch.

Young Jonalyn held his breath as he watched the sword destroy the brooch.The original storage function was also destroyed, and several communication scrolls fell out of it.

His already pale complexion was even more gloomy.He suddenly realized that maybe his initial thought was not wrong, and he was not selected "randomly".

...Almost at the moment when this idea came up, the black figure in front of him spoke in another direction: "I just said, the most important things are the last things left by these noble lords."

Tarn Jonalin's pupils trembled, and his eyes quietly turned in that direction.

He saw another dark figure coming out of the woods.Little Jonalin thought silently, oh, this is probably the accomplice of the person in front of him.

The other party asked: "Are you from the capital?"

Little Jonalin answered carefully: "Yes."

He knew that his previous performance was too poor, and he had to say everything beautifully next.Furthermore, since it is for money, I still have a chance.

When he was weighing how many gold coins he could give to buy his life, the person in front of him spoke again and asked him with great interest: "I heard that the capital is much more lively than these places outside, nobleman, what do you think?"

Little Jonalin: "If you wish, I can personally invite you to the capital as a guest."

"..." The black shadow didn't speak, and the only sound left in the woods was the howling of monsters.

Tarn Jonalyn was on the verge of tears.He regretted his foolish temptation in front of him, and now he was anxious to make amends for himself, saying: "Hilarious! Yes, of course it is lively. Three months ago, the new His Majesty was enthroned. The celebration in Wangdu continued until I left , perhaps still going on now.

"The fountain is no longer water, but wine blessed by Dionysus! The new king has cast six gold wells in the city, and everyone can find them. Once found, the gold in them belongs to him. "

Little Jonalin also said a few similar things.The further he got to the back, the more urgent his voice became.

There is no other reason.There had been no sound in the woods for a long time except his own voice.He was very afraid that the silence in front of him would be the last scene he saw, so he described things in the capital more and more exaggeratedly.

Not knowing it at all, at this moment, Adrian and Faith are looking at each other.

Adrian: A new king is enthroned?In other words, the old king died?

Feit: That sounds right - when I left the capital, the old king's health was not very good.Unexpectedly, he could hold on for so long.

The long-standing tacit understanding made it unnecessary for the two of them to speak at this time.It only takes one look to make them understand what the other is thinking.

"Let's talk about something real." When little Jonalin's snot bubbles were about to come out, Adrian finally interrupted him, "Master Viper, the things you carry with you are not enough to buy your life."

When he said this, the purpose of the Duke of Langton was actually to lead the voice of little Jonalin to the secrets in the capital, such as the truth about his disappearance.

Neither he nor Feit expected that Tarn Jonalin’s reaction to this was: “I can still offer a lot of money!” It’s the best situation if you are willing to make an offer, and Jonalin Jr. took the time to express his sincerity.” Although there is no... But there are many good 'goods' in the slave valley where I am going. I can transfer their contracts to you, and then you can sell them however you want! If you are not at ease, we can Sign a new contract under the witness of the Goddess of Fairness!"

Adrian and Faith fell silent together.Their eyes meet again, Adrian: the Valley of Slaves he was talking about...

Fayte's face was not very good-looking.He thought of some scenes he had seen before.

The author has something to say:

Today was originally an appointment with a friend to publish the book on the weekend, but someone in the group suddenly proposed that this week would be a day off...so Jiang Jiang canceled the game.

Why is there such a thing as a day off in the world (sorrowful.jpg)