"There are really elves in the world?!"

Adrian blurted out.

Not just him, it was the reaction of everyone who saw the last image of the scroll.On the way back, the fighters even discussed it many times.Some people think that with so many legends of heroes, elves are of course creatures that exist in reality.Some people also think that even if the elves once existed in reality, they have not appeared in this continent for hundreds of thousands of years, and may have become part of history long ago.And what was revealed in front of them now was just a human being transformed into an elf face.

But both Adrian and Feit knew that this possibility did not exist.

There are too many and too simple ways to concoct the appearance of elves for humans.If this is the case, then the teenager in the scroll cannot be the finale "item" of this year's Jonalin's auction.

Then, the answer is only...

Adrian closed his eyes tightly.After a while, it finally opened.

He told himself: no.Even if elves do exist, it doesn't mean your mother is—

But there are many years of singing in my ears, the whispering of vegetation when there is no one, and the innate closeness to the wood element.Everything points to the same answer, the woman who gave birth to him came from an ancient race that spoke a completely different language, and the blood of that race was born able to hear the call of nature.

There was a thin film of water in Adrian's eyes.

He feels pain.At this moment, the dislike of his own origin reached a new peak.

This layer of water film appeared abruptly and disappeared very quickly.Even Feit only caught a glimmer of light from the young man's eyes.

When he looked up again, Adrian's expression had become firm.There was still a little hoarseness in his voice, and this seemed to be all proof of his previous emotional changes.

"Jonalin's auctions are basically held before mid-August." The silver-haired young man analyzed calmly, "It's all over now."

Feit looked at him for a moment, trying to judge Adrian's state through Adrian's current expression and tone.

In his sight, Adrian's mouth quickly pursed.A trace of fragility is revealed, and this fragility is fleeting.

"Fayte, we only know his existence, but we have no way of knowing what environment he is in now, who bought him...not just him, but also other races on this list." The silver-haired young man slowly and calmly Say, "Oh, and it's not just them. It's just the most 'high-end' 'goods,' and there are countless valleys of slaves outside of them."

"What caused this?" Adrian seemed to be asking him, but quickly answered himself, "It's everyone's greed."

The sunlight came in from the window and fell on Adrian's silver hair.

He stood in the halo, and it seemed that his whole body was covered with a layer of faint light.

"The Jonalin family's greed makes them send hundreds of 'hunting' teams to various parts of the world every year.

"The greed of nobles and wealthy businessmen makes them always want to extract income from farmers at the lowest cost, and it also makes them pursue rarer races...

"The slave trade has been going on for thousands of years, from the age of legends to the present.

"In the capital of the Kingdom of Kadir, slave shops can exist at the same time as other shops, even on the busiest streets, so that all people who come and go can freely watch inside like visiting ordinary shops.

"The same goes for other countries. However, only the Severn Territory doesn't have these.

"Why is this happening? Is it because the merchants in Savienland are more kind? Is it because the slave traders are unwilling to do business here?

"No. It's because Severn has too many people who were brought out from Jonalin's valley. They will kill all the slave traders who pass by here, and make the slave shops that were originally opened on the street afraid to stay longer. "

Having said that, Adrian's voice softened a little.

He always knew this.As a lord, all the big and small things in the entire territory will be summarized before his eyes.It's just that Adrian is too busy, just keeping his people from starving has taken up most of his energy.Later, various trade operations and various arrangements for the awakened ones took up his distracted attention again.

But he ignored many things, which is enough to explain his attitude.

Under the banner of "we have to pay high taxes every year", the slave traders who hoped that the lord would come forward for them left in despair.With their preaching, for more than a year, the Savien Territory has become a forbidden place for slave traders.Even those who had bought slaves before gradually changed from arrogant to fearful.I am afraid that when I wake up one morning, there will already be a strange soldier standing beside my bed.

In this way, without Adrian doing anything extra, the original slaves brought by Severn were slowly released from their contracts.Or, become an ordinary employer.Or, go back home directly, completely free of the previous constraints.

Is it all because the wealthy people in this land have higher moral standards?No, it is not.It is because the fear of "continuing, we may lose our lives" has long been far greater than all their motives for buying and selling slaves.

But to this day, there is only one Severn Territory where this special situation has occurred.In more places, the slave trade is still an important part of commerce.Even if it is an ordinary magic item transaction, at the end of the process, the "kind" seller may say: "Don't bargain, but I can give you two slaves as a bonus."

"They don't dare." Adrian said, "When will more people 'dare not'?"

Faith looked at the silver-haired young man in front of him, and slowly realized that Adrian didn't seem to need to worry about himself.

He smiled and replied: "When you have the same power in other lands as you have in Severn?"

Adrian looked at him, and the two saw the same thing in each other's eyes.

A certain determination was burning and flickering in their hearts.However, compared to the future that is still too far away, what they can do now is——

"I've heard those soldiers ask many times." The lord raised his chin in the direction of the training ground, "When will it be their turn to go out on missions. It seems that they can't wait."

"That's right." The corners of Faith's lips curled up a little, "It's time to let them out."

Adrian: "Besides this photo scroll, have you found anything more useful from that group of people?"

"Of course." Feit took out the storage ring he picked up.Turn it around and more items are spit out of the ring.Gold and silver property, and more scrolls with magic circles drawn.

Since the magic circle in Calvin Valley was going to be repaired, people who came here naturally brought "blueprints".Adrian had also thought about it before, it is impossible for a person who can arrange such a complicated and exquisite space magic to go all the way for such a "trivial matter".

In the same valley as Jonalin's house, the space magic used in other places is roughly the same.

With the layout of the magic circle, it becomes a much simpler matter to find loopholes and destroy them from the inside.

……

……

Before the joy brought by the auction was completely dissipated, Serena heard several bad news one after another.

First, a "repair team" goes missing.When she heard this, she immediately frowned and asked, "Where are you going?"

The eldest daughter of the Jonahlin family soon got a place name.Calvin Valley, just near Viscount Severn's territory.

"Viscount Severn..." Serena thought the name was familiar, and Will who was next to her had already reminded her: "That's where Seamus died. Oh, and Tarn."

Serena remembered, but she corrected her younger brother: "What does it have to do with Tarn? That guy just met robbers on the way to the valley." After a pause, um, it was robbers again.

But that doesn't mean much.In this world, it is strange that there are no robbers anywhere.

It was Seamus' death that gave Serena some bad ideas.

How can it be such a coincidence that accidents always happen in the same place?

However, out of instinctive trust in her own power, she still asked first: "What is the name of the consul in that place?...Alva, right? Contact him and ask what's going on."

Will shrugged, agreeing.

Not long after, the clerk arrived with the answer.

But it wasn't Alva himself who replied.According to the clerk, the Severn Territory has been disconnected from Jonalin's family since a long time ago.However, a businessman who came back from Viscount Severn mentioned that after the death of the old Viscount, for a long time, the new lord was a black shadow with a spell of concealment.Only since this spring, the new lord has gradually appeared, a middle-aged man who looks similar to the old lord.

Serena was thoughtful, and Will also commented: "Poor Alva, it seems he has failed."

That's what he said, but everyone present knew that he didn't even know what Alva looked like.

Serena ignored her brother's voice.She was just upset and said, "Forget it, it will be the same when we build that valley in the future."

And this kind of upset, accumulated in other news that came later, gradually turned into an irrepressible rage.

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Today... I want to eat that kind of red bean paste bun qaq

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