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

"Soldiers, or 'showcases.'" Faith said, "The last ones who are able to walk away are mostly the former."

Adrian's face was very ugly.Even if Feit didn't say it clearly, he knew that if he didn't get out of trouble, he would probably become one of the latter.

"Maybe someone's family is willing to let them go back." After thinking for a while, Adrian tried to propose.

Feith is not too optimistic about this, but still said: "I hope so."

Adrian: "Let's introduce some other races."

Feit said: "About [-]. Most of them are orcs. Like special humans, this part is also divided into two parts, which are used as coolies or..." After a pause, the rest of the words were confused, "then They are dwarves, and they are basically sold as 'artisans'. Besides, the price is very low, and they are almost only undead who can only be used as gifts. There are a few undead knights, but they are sold at normal prices."

Adrian frowned and said, "What else?"

Feit: "Mermaids, tree people. That's all I saw, but I also heard them mention that a batch of 'rare commodities' had just been sent away."

Adrian: "Rare..."

Faith thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's a siren?"

Although they are also creatures that live in the ocean and are civilized by singing, sirens and mermaids are two completely different concepts.Troubadours sang countless stories about mermaids, a beautiful and obedient race in their telling.Tears can turn into pearls, and always fall in love with humans.

But Sirens are different.They feed on boatmen and disguise themselves as mermaids to attract boats.What is sung from their throats is the song of death.

Therefore, the cost of catching a siren is much higher than catching a mermaid.

Adrian did not comment on this.He looked at the content recorded on the scroll and thought for a while.

"We need to identify where the valley is. After that, do another thing."

He said simply.Faith listened, his expression changed from surprise at the beginning to contemplation later.Finally, objectively say: "This is indeed a feasible solution - but there are still many difficulties."

Adrian said: "This is already the easiest way."

A few days later.

As described by Feit earlier, Adrian obviously found that the traces of magic around him were constantly increasing.

Little Jonalin's attitude can also confirm this point.The other party is obviously getting more and more excited, but they still have to act calm in front of Adrian and Faith.

A few times, Adrian intentionally showed a "suspicious" attitude, and asked the other party: "What are you happy about? ——Master Viper, you won't cheat on the scroll, right?"

Tarn Jonalin often trembled, and quickly replied: "How is it possible! Goddess of Fairness, she witnessed the entire process of the contract!"

Adrian continued to "doubt", and little Jonalin was terrified.

After a conversation, he tends to be a lot more honest.But it didn't take long for him to revert to his old ways.

Adrian watched coldly, thinking that with that set of contracts, the Jonalin family probably got rid of many crises.

But their luck ended here.

Two days later, Tarn Jonalin stopped in front of a mountain wall.

The two robbers were behind him, watching him raise his hand tremblingly, and press down on a clump of flowers that bloomed from a crack in the mountain wall.

The cluster of flowers was not affected by little Jonalin's movements, and even overlapped with Jonalin's hand and shook slightly.

Adrian and Feit thought at the same time: It's space magic again.

No matter who set up these magic circles, the other party must have stepped into the ranks of senior magicians.Maybe it's a great magician, or even a magister.

With such a powerful enemy, both Adrian and Feit felt a little depressed.But at least for now, they just need to deal with the immediate problem.

"opened……"

little Jonalyn stammered.

At first glance, he appears to be despairing of losing the family business.But if you look closely, you will find that his eyes are shining with excitement.

"We just need to go in," the young slaver added. "Please don't worry, the passage is in front of us."

Under his voice, the two robbers seemed unable to restrain their excitement, and strode inward.

Little Jonalin's eyes widened slightly.The moment he confirmed that the robbers entered the Slave Valley, his eyes suddenly changed, from the original submissive to cruel and vicious, and even his waist straightened a lot, and he laughed wildly: "Haha! Goddess of Fairness, The deal that the two parties paid too much is cancelled! The contract is voided, and you dare to provoke the Jonalin family! I want to see what grade of goods it is..."

His voice became softer and softer, and his face was slightly distorted.

The imagined scene of the cage landing did not happen, and the two shadows still stayed where they were.Although he couldn't see the other party's expression, little Jonalin could imagine how mockingly the other party was looking at him...

what happened?

His teeth were trembling, and the trembling he had pretended to be was actually present on his body.His legs moved back subconsciously, wanting to run, but a vine stretched out from the gap in the mountain wall, wrapping around his body!

Little Jonalin was dragged into the valley, and at the same time, he heard one of the shadows muttering: "The first transaction is over." In other words, they no longer have to guarantee the slave trader's life.

Little Jonalin is still in disbelief: "No! Why is this happening?!!!"

Following his words, the scroll rose from the shadow's arms.

The mysterious and obscure tone fell on their ears, and the goddess of fairness announced that the contract was completed.

Little Jonalin's face was full of tears: "No! No—"

But his voice was useless.It was as if something had been stripped from his body, turned into a brilliant brilliance, and slowly fell on the two shadows.

Little Jonalin's eyes darkened, and he almost passed out.Unprecedented despair hit him at this moment, and he clearly realized that even if he could survive and return home, he would still be severely punished.

Do not!Do not! ! !

The slave trader's eyes became fierce again.Even if he loses control of the valley, he himself is still a moderately accomplished intermediate magician!Even if he is doomed to die, these two people must pay the price!

The magic around me began to become chaotic.Adrian's complexion changed, and he said, "He's going to cast a curse!"

At the same time, little Jonalin bit his own arm.Blood dripped down his lips, his originally handsome face became distorted, huge magic power erupted from him, the darkness spread like ink dripping into the water, spread from the entrance of the valley, and the surrounding vegetation withered in the blink of an eye.

Adrian took out all the light-type scrolls in the ring as quickly as possible, and threw them all into the air before they could tell them apart!

At the same time, the knight beside him pulled out his long sword, dressed in light elements, and rushed towards the source of the curse that fell into darkness.

Harsh and vague laughter echoed in his ears, and those laughter pierced Feit's brain like an awl.

His footsteps were slightly delayed, but the next moment, the light magic "Holy Blessing" broke out.The darkness around him was dispelled, and Feit could clearly see the little Jonalin in the center of the curse.

In just a few breaths, he has changed from a young man to an old man who is dying.Wrinkles piled up on his face, and his shriveled cheeks were comparable to those of a skeleton.

He looked at the black shadow attacking him in horror and hatred, and was pierced through the heart by the long sword in the opponent's hand!

The light element on the long sword exploded in little Jonalin's body, and little Jonalin's whole body was overwhelmed by the dazzling light.

The light elements that continued to burst out chased all around, devouring all the darkness.

Little Jonalin shook his body and fell to the ground.

At the end of his life, Tarn Jonalin stared at the black figure in front of him, and asked, "Are you..."

His answer was a fatal blow.

The souls of the children of great nobles often bear the imprint of the family.Even if they die while away, their last remnants of consciousness return home.

Feith knew this very well, and naturally he would not take the risk of exposing himself and the Duke in advance just to show off for a while.

Little Jonalin, who didn't get an answer, swallowed his breath and didn't close his eyes until he died.

His already old body decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into mud.

When the crisis was resolved, Adrian sighed softly.

He judged objectively: "I hope old Jonalin will remember the lesson and check the studies of the juniors carefully in the future." In order to avoid this kind of juniors who can't even see the changes in the contract and sign the clauses that they can't afford in a daze Case.

In front of him, Veit gave a low "hmm", but didn't turn around immediately.

The brown-haired knight stood where he was, with the long sword stuck in the ground, his head bowed, motionless.

After Adrian sighed, he immediately noticed the strangeness of the other party.

He blinked and called, "Fayt? Are you okay?"

After the words fell, the knight slowly turned his head to look at him.

A black light flashed across his eyes.Faith looked calm and said, "I didn't expect that old Jonalin would teach his children the art of cursing."

Adrian looked at him for a moment, but found nothing unusual.

"Yeah," he murmured.

After these words, Adrian cheered up and turned to the Slave Valley.

Even after hearing Faith talk about the scene in the valley, Adrian still felt horrified looking at the piles of slaves.

Coldness rose from the depths of his heart and rolled to his limbs.

He took a deep breath and said, "Let's go, Feit."

Faith looked at him fixedly, and answered after a while: "Okay, Eddie."

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