Chapter 489

Grey rain country, grey swamp, thinking of truth.

Throughout the year, there are many potholes in the muddy swamp, and the light gray fog lingers on the ground for a few centimeters. No small animals or insects can be seen in the whole area where the mage lives. In the distance, there is only a towering tower inserted into the gray sky.

This is a quiet and mysterious place for mages. Generally speaking, no creature, including the official mages, will choose to approach this area, because the whole area around the mage tower is the private domain of the master strongman. In this small branch of the thought of truth, no one has the courage to offend the master strongman.

However, on this day, there was a "team" in the dead swamp. Of course, these people came only after they got the permission.

Most of the team is composed of a group of young orcs wearing rags. These listless, male and female green skin orcs are bound with heavy chains. The sound of clanging chains no longer reminds them that they can't erase their identity - slaves!

At the front of the procession are two apprentices wearing gray robes. According to the regulations, slaves as "goods" must be escorted by apprentices. Therefore, the transporters responsible for delivering "goods" to the mage Tower this time are two apprentices.

Seeing the distance from the mysterious tower getting closer and closer, one of the lonely apprentices began to murmur while wiping away the dew from his robe.

"I said This is the first batch of slaves this week. How can you feel that Lord Saian is consuming more and more slaves? So many slave stews are enough for ten days and a half months... "

Looking at a group of slaves behind him, the master apprentice couldn't help smashing his mouth.

Although these strong young Orc slaves are not professionals, their price is still much higher than that of ordinary human beings. Especially in the "peaceful" period when there is no war between large orcs and human city-state, the price of such high-quality Orc slaves is soaring all the way. For most apprentices, the price of such a Orc slave is enough I've finished a mission.

But look at the senior tutor of gaota, the elementary school student who just got into the probation level, and sincerely laments that the strong are rich and powerful - they have to buy dozens of ORC slaves every week and spend some money without blinking an eye.

I don't know that the cruel young mage in the world dares to make fun of the senior tutor, but the companion beside him obviously doesn't have the courage. Seeing that his "good friend" dares to say anything under the mage tower of a master, the frightened apprentice immediately slaps the young mage in the back of the head!

"Shh! Shut up, senior tutor is what you and I can talk about? Lord Saian is not a good tempered caster. If the last "delivery man" had not died suddenly in a mission, I would not have allowed you, a rookie, to "run express" with me!

The young mage knows very well that misfortune comes from the mouth. Over the years of thinking of truth, he has seen too many unexplained "chatters" that die because of a moment's indiscreet words. Although he has never heard of this senior tutor named punk Saian who has made it difficult for his apprentices in the past 600 years, he is still listening to too many facts When his companion spoke casually, he almost jumped up in fright.

"Remember, don't talk much when you see Lord Saian later. Just put these slaves in the basement under the hall of the mage tower. The senior tutor won't embarrass us ants. As long as you don't make trouble, there won't be any problem"!

While whispering to his companion, the young master apprentice took out a clean rag from his storage pocket.

When these slaves are sent to the master's tower, at least the young master usually cleans the bodies of the slaves. This is not due to the rigid stipulation of the thought of truth for the task of "transporting slaves", but just the young master's personal behavior.

For a mage like him who has little potential and is not good at management, every opportunity he creates for himself is worth taking seriously. Although it is very dangerous to be able to get in touch with a formal mage or even a strong master, "express delivery" work, if it is done well, will definitely be able to get a lot of rewards.

After all If you drop litter in the fingers of a master, it's enough for a trainee to get rich!

After locking a group of slaves into the underground cell of the mage tower, the two apprentices took out a receipt and bowed respectfully to punk, saying: "a total of 50 healthy young Orc slaves have been sent to all of them, Lord Saian, please sign for them.".

Good. Now you can leave.

Standing in the shadow, punk marks his soul on the parchment handed by the apprentice. Then he turns and leaves the hall.

The hope that two primary school students want to get some benefits is doomed to fail here in punk, even if punk is in a very good mood today. Because punk never likes to waste time. At the same time, he is a very noisy person. If you throw a gem to these two apprentices Then they will say thank you very much. Thank you very much!The pace of time is always amazing. In the process of Punk's experiment, six hundred years has passed away. You know, even for the masters, six hundred years is quite a long time, and the apprentices of truth have changed dozens of batches.

However, such a long period of time doesn't matter to punk. After the confrontation between the mage Union and the santalin society more than 400 years ago quietly subsided, the whole grey rain country once again recovered its calm without waves, and the thinking of truth branch only has master kirkweilen transplanted a magical biological blood for himself, successfully extending his life The news of "400 years" deserves Punk's attention.

But it's just a little concern. The experimental research of the mage must be focused on nothing. Once in the research state, punk doesn't care about the trivia of the outside world. In the past 600 years, he has devoted all his energy to the improvement of magic. Now, his efforts for many years have finally seen the hope of harvest.

Yes, Punk's improved magic is about to be completed. Although it took six hundred years and consumed most of the wealth that punk seized from Southend, punk is only one step away from success. He is about to complete a perfect improved magic and complete an excellent magic that owak can't match because of his inferior works!

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