A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

"This..." The fat nun struggled, as if she was morally condemned, but objectively speaking, it would be beneficial to believers of aboriginal origin.

"Everyone in the world is the Holy Father's sheep," Cloris sighed, "You should help the Holy Father to feed His people temporarily, and when conditions improve, give them back their freedom."

In the deep world, the first-class identity certificate is naturally the star emblem of the Explorers' Guild. Everyone can only have one number in their lifetime, which is closely related to soul information.The registration of the star badge is not expensive, but it is inefficient, and you have to pay extra if you want to be ranked.The second is the identity certificates of various places. Local residents are required to recommend and guarantee when handling, and at the same time pay a handling fee of varying amounts. The temporary identity certificate that Cloris handles in the city that never sleeps is five aegis, and Hong Ye's official certificate is generally between five and ten. Xingyuan, the price starts from the ground, and the objects of service are usually technical slaves who redeem themselves.

Cloris's proposal was indeed an idea. There were hundreds of believers in Fat Nun's Grace House, and a few hundred star dollars was a huge sum of money that she couldn't even imagine.

"I'll think about it," said the fat nun.

After bidding farewell to Hot Springs, Cloris took the escalator on the Pillar of the Night to Elaka Town.

Looking at the yellow-green sour cloud under the halo, the girl couldn't help but think of the fat nun's blessing.

"May the Feast protect you from all poverty and hunger."

This is quite different from the gluttony she had in her impression. Although she pretended to be decent in Moxiu, the girl did not have a deep understanding of the grace, shepherd and punishment of the Holy Cult of Mercy.

Because of the strange method and the factors of Guantuo, Cloris always subconsciously felt that those who practiced original sin during the punishment would definitely fall into evil ways.

But many black-robed monks and nuns in the city that never sleeps are not villains, and the fat nun also let Cloris see her dedication to the natives of Hot Springs.

During this period of time, Cloris did not see that the fat nun ate more than normal people, but she was still gaining weight.

The merciful Father holds the authority of the dreamland, and the wish-wrapping angel with blue light wings is the embodiment of his power.

The fat nun herself also said that she stored the dedication of the [Wishing Meal Well] in her body, and she would eventually return to the deep well with the blessings of her ancestors.

Desire is the core of the authority of the Holy Cult of Mercy, no matter the kingdom of heaven or the abyss.

"May you be free from the suffering of hunger and barrenness." Cloris blessed softly.

She doesn't believe in the Holy Father, but who can not have even the slightest bit of mercy?

Alaka town.

It was the first time for Cloris to come to this kind of place, crowded, noisy and materialistic.Any block in Gulingting that gathers consumption is much more prosperous and bright than here. In Elaka, the streets are full of refugees, beggars, and drug addicts. The five big and three rough store guards beat the dirty ghosts in rags with sticks. Pickpockets and robbers gather in the dark, coveting outsiders who are easy to get their hands on.

Hong Ye's technicians, the seemingly indestructible rotten wood explorer, the house slave who went out alone...

Such an environment is too unfriendly, even worse than the city that never sleeps a year ago.Cloris had no choice but to use skills to change her face, turning into a brown-skinned, well-to-do boy, and at the same time leaving Paya on the platform guarded by Hong Ye base personnel.The girl was not worried about Paya's safety. No matter whether she was mature or immature, crazy or not, this priest was a ruthless character who arrived at the Night Plateau from Hot Spring Town alone, and even parasitized Faram without leaving a trace.

This reflects the importance of servant temperament. If she brings a guard with a few more ruthless characters like Jotun or Alista, she doesn't need to deliberately avoid the eyes of passers-by and worry about right and wrong.As for why it was Jotun instead of Moxiu, it can only be said that the pure white seat wearing a religious robe looks modest, and is also an "old and weak" image who is being picked on.

Cloris thought of Veronica and Wojty. Both the succubus and the crow had ways of reducing their sense of existence. The former relied on dreams, while the latter relied on the void. Somewhat annoyed.

Fortunately, she didn't need to stay for a long time, and no one who was not open-eyed came to her in a short time.Because of the sequelae of planning, what Cloris is most afraid of now is accidents. Just one or two small characters who commit suicide will get you involved in a big case.

In the Titan Slave Row, fierce beasts and slaves are fighting to the death in the arena.Amid waves of roars from monsters and shouts from the audience, the gladiators gradually blossomed and withered.

Cloris heard that there is also a gladiatorial arena in Gulingting, but the gladiators there are usually superhumans who have signed a life-and-death contract. In some places where mystery is restricted, there is no shortage of incompetent but elite powerful fighters.

This kind of bloody and original entertainment can always touch the nerves of many people. This touch does not necessarily come from the visual impact, but their betting chips.

Cloris easily sneaked into the slave row, climbed up the high wall of the arena, and looked down at the ferocious and bloodthirsty tiger in the center of the arena.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

More ferocious howls came from the backcourt.

The ratings of these domesticated beasts can only be at the bottom of the list of hazards, but beasts are always beasts, and even ordinary firearms are usually difficult to cause fatal damage to them.

"Let me think about..."

No need to think about it, just create chaos casually.

According to Faram's memory, there is a hundred guards and a few superhumans in the slave shop. Unless ordinary people use special weapons, they can't pose a threat to her who sneaks into the shadows. As for those superhumans, they should be equivalent to The upper level of the Indigull Club, Cloris has already learned about their abilities, and she is sure to solve it easily.

The girl quietly walked into the backcourt, and the menacing beast was baring its teeth at the tamer.

Suddenly, she saw a figure in overalls touch it and cut the beast trainer's throat.

A few more people came from behind the scenes, and the leader said: "Remember, mess up the situation, lure away those troublesome transcendents, and don't confront the enemy head-on. Our goal is to rescue Brother Seke according to the information in the letter." , is everything quite clear!"

"Yes!"

Cloris in the corner peeped at these uninvited guests in surprise——

Accident, coincidence, chance?

Considering the wrong forecast of the mist tide by the observatory, Cloris has already planned to prove that it is her fault.

Therefore, under the preconceived assumptions, the girl gradually resumed her original plan:

When the Tides of Mist ends, Kaisan will send himself onto the slave ship as soon as possible, and the planner will create an air crash at this time, and on the same day, it is also the time for the titan slave line to wrestle. Unexpectedly, the planner will To end the incident in Elaka Town, rescue the reporter through the hands of these rangers.

Cloris rubbed the center of her brows, her heart suddenly brightened, and at the same time she couldn't help but shook her head with a wry smile: "Vivian..."

What a bummer.

450. Drag into the water

Adam Lawrence, who was detained in prison, has gone through nearly 20 days of long torture. Compared with his inmates who broke his hamstring, Adam Lawrence was lucky to keep his body healthy, except for mental weakness and some internal injuries. There are not many abnormalities on the surface.

But he hasn't had a good night's sleep in almost two weeks.

Those jailers often dragged him into the cold and damp underground like a dog when he was most sleepy, and irradiated him with strong light all night, or tightly bound his hands and feet, covered his face with a towel and poured cold water.

"No, no, no!"

The shower-like jet of water evenly covers the face.Even after going through it time and time again, Adam Lawrence still couldn't help panting for breath. Prompted by instinct, he kicked wildly, his lung lobes were filled with wet and cold water snakes, and the intense cough gushed out of his throat with the vomit. Flowing backwards, the feeling of suffocation on the verge of death made him unable to control his limbs. In the spasm, every muscle tissue broke free from the shackles of the brain, and twisted violently in pain.

The jailers would starve him for days and then feed him well.

The smell was so foul that the torturer couldn't help covering his mouth and nose, took off the towel on Adam Lawrence's face, and jokingly said: "You really deserve to be an extraordinary person, and there are eight hundred slaves who have survived in my hands. , both men and women are submissive, but it is so difficult for you to sign a life-threatening contract?"

"Ha, ha, you dare not kill me, if you kill me, the guild will definitely send people to investigate here," Adam Lawrence was still conscious, he vomited the filth, and gasped, "How long have I been out of contact, a month ? Two months?"

"Unfortunately, it's only less than three weeks." The torturer sneered.

Adam Lawrence showed a disappointed and desperate face.

It's too long.

The torturer waved his hand, and his subordinates covered Adam Lawrence's face with an unwashed towel, calmly watching him struggling, twitching, and on the verge of collapse.

When he took off the towel again, the normally elegant and humble man had tears streaming down his face.

The torturer said: "The time is enough for us to destroy the relevant documents, and you, we can find an uninhabited island and bury you alive at any time, no one will find it, no one—"

"Hahaha, why don't you do it?" Adam Lawrence cried and laughed, "Even if you burn me to ashes, the Church of the Stars can divination my bones, can you bury all the evidence? As long as the guild finds any clues , every one of you can’t escape the trial, every one of you! Guess the guild will give you a chance to defend yourself, you scum is not even eligible to go to court, ha... as long as there are clues, it doesn’t take much to judge you bastards Rigorous process..."

The torturer's face was gloomy, feeling troubled.

It stands to reason that the Church of the Stars is not qualified to intervene in the affairs of Floating Star Overseas, and the Explorers Guild has not seen how many cruel things have happened, and they just turned a blind eye to it.

The trouble lies in the background of the reporter in front of him and the business carried out by the Titan Slavery.

The populated airspace near Hong Ye is mainly the Sea of ​​Floating Stars above the head and the Miwen Wetland below.To the east and north is the night plateau covered in mist, to the west is a large-scale vacuum zone, only the roots and countless gravels hanging from the twisted dense forest, and there is indeed a sea route in the south, but the output is barren, and it is far away from the Sea of ​​Floating Stars. There is no supply, and except for some transit islands, there is no population to settle.

The environment of the Miwen Wetland is humid and hot, and there are countless strange and wonderful plants, insects and beasts, and a large number of indigenous people reproduce here.However, the surrounding area is full of miasma and dense forests, and it is almost impossible to capture slaves from there. The only way to rely on the indigenous tribal wars is to trade people.In addition, the only way for Hong Ye to obtain slaves at the lowest cost is the Sea of ​​Floating Stars.

That is precisely the sphere of influence of the Church of the Stars and the Explorers' Guild.

"You're thinking too simple, kid," the torturer said gloomily, "A large number of people disappear in Floating Star Sea every year, and only some of them came to Hong Ye, what about the others?"

"What about the rest?"

"Listen, if you poke things out out of a boring sense of justice, it's not just your life that's at stake," the torturer said threateningly, grabbing him by the throat, "your paralyzed father, the man in charge of the farm Mother, brother who works as an accountant at the Lautz Toy Factory, sister who studies magic... Do you think I'm threatening you? I'm thinking about you, idiot!"

Adam Lawrence was taken aback, and a chill gradually crept up his spine. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Are you from Gulingting?"

"Ha ha."

"Is there a mark of Tianshu?"

The torturer didn't answer, but seeing his eyes, Adam Lawrence got an affirmative answer.

Adam Lawrence asked again: "Why did you do such a thing?"

The torturer got impatient, pinched him on the neck, approached and said: "Do you think that everyone in Gulingting has a decent job like you, with a salary of forty or fifty stars a month? Money! Stupid boy, For money, I can sell the morality and life that you regard as precious! I also want to support my family, I also have children, what do you want me to do, get a little compensation that is better than nothing and get out after four or five years in the factory with occupational diseases? !"

As an experienced torturer, he certainly has many ways to persuade others.Since force is not enough, he doesn't mind trying out literary dramas that are rarely used.

**,********,**********, let you have a good time...ahem..."

"I don't care, ********************************************* *****, you don't want your sister to be like them, do you?"

Adam Lawrence's pupils shook, *************

"You can save a lot of trouble and save a lot of people's lives just by keeping your mouth shut," the torturer said in a persuasive manner, "We don't want you, and the contract won't hurt you, it just guarantees you When revealing secrets that shouldn’t be said, one’s sanity will be confused, like a bomb,” he opened his fingers together, “Like this, boom!”

Adam Lawrence looked at the chandelier on the ceiling and said nothing.

"How about it, boy," the torturer continued to advise, "Our boss said before that as long as you sew your mouth, he will pay you a thousand star dollars for hush money, and you haven't violated any laws!"

A thousand stars is roughly equivalent to Adam Lawrence going to two years without eating or drinking.

He has been employed for several years, and he has seen many inhuman tragedies in other places, so he should have gotten used to it.

But in the end, Adam Lawrence stared blankly at the flickering light in the sky and said, "Kill me."

"You!" The torturer was extremely corrupt.

At this moment, there were bursts of noise on the ground, as if countless people were running wildly.

The torturer and all his subordinates raised their heads physically, and the dripping water from the ceiling rustled down.

The door was slammed open: "Boss Berta, chaos, chaos..."

The torturer kicked him down: "What's the rush, tell me what's going on!"

"The slaves are rioting!"

"What? Those bastards dare to resist!?" The torturer threw the wet wipes to his subordinates and said, "I'll go out and have a look, you guys keep an eye on him for me!"

……

Slave riots are serious, but not even rabble.

Cloris pretended to be a staff member and opened the door to the slave's cell, but no one came out. Finally, some slaves were curious about what happened. After stretching out their feet tentatively, they shrank back timidly, not daring to leave Room.

Cloris didn't expect that these people had been domesticated to such an extent, but her original intention was to let the slaves roam around and increase the chaos. Since she was unsuccessful, she simply left.

There is no benefit in letting these slaves go. She can't provide any resettlement. The Grace House in the Evernight City may be able to support 10,000+ people, but Hong Ye's Charity House may not even be able to support 100 people.If these slaves are really released, maybe they will not be happy.

But there are also people who want to escape.Cloris noticed that when there was chaos in the arena, those gladiators were the first to stand up.Compared with domesticated ordinary slaves, they have more self-confidence to survive-although it is still difficult, there is always hope.

Even, some bright-minded gladiators volunteered to join their ranks when they saw the rangers who liberated them.If they wanted to get out, they had to sneak in. If they were on their own, it would be a problem to enter Hong Ye Base by elevator, let alone leave by boat.

Most of the guards went to control the beasts, while a small number of them hunted down the escaped slaves with guns. However, the scene was too chaotic, and shooting at random might hurt the audience, so the situation was never under control.

In the distance, a giant shirtless man and a woman with snake hair and snake tail are coming.

Cloris knew that it was the Transcendent at the Titan Slave Township, and there was another leper who used a knife who didn't show up, probably guarding the prison.

The little duke has recovered within half a month, and if he uses its characteristics to sneak attack, he should be able to kill these two guys easily.But this is not a ruin covered by mist. Cloris still has to be afraid of the curse cast on the little duke by the coffin poison before she died.

The girl released the coffin poison, and the female puppet walked slowly, network-shaped wormholes appeared on her skin, and red and black miasma gushed out quickly.

The innocent passers-by had already fled, and Cloris didn't have to worry that the miasma would endanger them and leave traces.

"Who is it!" The snake girl showed a vigilant look, but she saw a woman covered in wormholes approaching, and the creepy appearance made the back of her neck even colder.

"Don't touch those poisonous gases." The shirtless giant reminded.

At this moment, Cloris came out from the shadow behind him. He reacted quickly and dodged immediately. The silver knife entered through his shoulder without hurting his heart.

The silver knife was extremely sharp, even though the muscles of the giant man looked harder than rocks, they could still easily penetrate through them.

However, the effect of force is always mutual, and Cloris also felt the huge shock from the touch of the void.

"Big guy!" Snake screamed, she manipulated the snake's hair to stare at the girl, Cloris didn't hide it, opened the vortex with the Void Ring, and threw out a silver mirror.

As the snake's hair gazed, the stared object suddenly became stiff, and stone flakes gradually appeared on part of the snake girl's skin.

Cloris crossed the silver mirror, the thread jumped from her fingertips, and hooked the snake woman's neck backwards, she fell with her whole body weight, carrying the snake woman's body on her back——

Heads fly high and blood gushes out.

"Meisa!" The giant man's eyes turned red instantly, and he rushed towards Cloris, the girl dodged, and the enhanced touch of the void smashed his head into the ground, and at the same time hooked the coffin poison, using red and black Miasma covered it.

The poisonous miasma infiltrated along the wound, and the color of corruption quickly diffused.

"you……"

Cloris pulled out the silver knife, and the giant man stood up unsteadily.