Elway, who dodged through the door, lowered the canvas curtain to block out the prying eyes of the overseers, and turned to look out through the gap between the canvas curtains of the shed, and in the flickering firelight, a group of overseers were whipping the slower slaves with their barbed whips, seemingly unaware of this side.

Seeing that the two of them were temporarily safe, Roger and Elway finally breathed a sigh of relief, and their tense nerves relaxed for a while. Behind the two of them, the crowded and narrow shack was full of slave laborers, snoring one after another, and the smell of sweat mixed with some strange smell in the room intensely stimulated the sense of smell of the two.

"What's next?" Elway asked softly, pinching his nose, the smell unbearably unbearable, "It's still a long way from the house that Tariq said it was, but it looks like you'll still be suspicious of the overseers when you go out now." ”

"Let's wait and see what happens for the time being, this ruin is loosely guarded on the outside and tight on the inside, and it is not as easy to infiltrate as I imagined. ”

Squatting down and opening the eyelids of several slaves, seeing that they were indeed asleep, Roger took back the crystal bottle containing about half of the 'Emerald Dream' left in his arms, and it was this bottle of potion that made the slaves inside fall into a deep sleep in an instant as soon as he entered the shed.

Standing up on his knees, Roger pondered for a moment and continued to whisper, "If that Tariq hadn't lied, around midnight, the overseers would have been replaced on duty, and it should be our chance when they were lax in their shifts. ”

"Also, we have to watch out for the law enforcement team that Tariq is talking about. According to him, this law enforcement team has been stationed in the inner city and is the main fighting force under Fitz. ”

"While it seems unlikely that they will be contacted at the moment, Tariq's disappearance should be discovered by tomorrow morning at the latest, which will surely attract the elite guards of what he calls the Lord's group. Roger was silent for a moment before adding.

"If only we could get the location of the portal to the pancontinent out of that guy's mouth, we wouldn't have to risk going around the ruins. ”

The thought of waiting for an unknown amount of time in this sour stinking shack made Elway's eggs hurt inexplicably, and Peugeot's little face was full of disgust. Sometimes, Roger also wondered how the elves were arrogant and had a lot of stinky farts to do, and how such a character could gain a foothold on the continent without being killed.

Roger shook his head and said: "If this camp really has a division of labor as he said, only a simple slave labor and management class, and the inner city and the outer city are clearly distinguished, then in such a deformed centralized society, the division of labor between various classes will be clear, the overseer will only be responsible for maintaining order on the periphery, and they won't know much about the affairs of the inner city, and if they hear about the portal from his mouth, then there is really a problem......"

"Hey, are you listening to me?"

Roger, who was analyzing, heard something moving behind him, turned his head suddenly, and saw speechlessly that Alway had stepped over a sleeping crowd at some point, and was squatting in the corner of the shed without any image, intently observing a thin slave on the ground, and waving his hand to Roger over.

"What's wrong? Didn't you just think it smelled bad, why did you still drill into it? Tiptoeing over to Elway, Roger grinched his nose and complained.

Elway's expression became serious, and he stared at the thin slave in front of him for a few moments, then stood up and retreated to Roger's side, and reached out to touch the longbow behind him, "Roger, I remember you said that only if your mental power is below a certain value will you be able to hit the drowsy effect of this 'Jade Dream', right?"

Hearing Elway's whisper, Roger realized that something was wrong, and quietly took out the broken dagger 'Silver Vulture' with his backhand and became vigilant, but he still asked knowingly, "That's true, but bastard elf, I don't remember I told you about it." ”

"So," the grimacing Elway completely ignored Roger's complaints, his identity had long been tacitly known to the two, Elway just held the quaint longbow, and twisted the bowstring with his fingertips like a full moon, with the influx of magical elements, an emerald green light arrow silently condensed on the bowstring, aimed at the thin slave, "Do you think it is possible for a slave to be immune to the lethargic effect of this potion?"

"Absolutely impossible, unless he is a pretended slave laborer. Roger's voice picked up lightly, and the flames swirled around the dagger in his hand, rendering the 'silver vulture' crimson in a blink of an eye, "Then friend, don't pretend to be asleep, get up and talk?"

The noise outside the shed faded away, and the voices of the overseers grew fading away, adding to the silence of the room, which was almost audible except for the snoring that came and went.

Roger's voice fell for half a minute, but the thin slave worker curled up in front of him still didn't move, just sleeping there like the same party, which made Roger's serious expression that had been brewing for a long time a little unbearable, and he couldn't help but tilt his head to Elway and ask, "Hey, Elf, you can't be mistaken, can you? Why do I think this person is really asleep?"

"Don't doubt the perception of any Elven Ranger, that's our business. ”

Hearing Roger's question, Elway just frowned and stared at the slave worker with his back to the two, his voice was extraordinarily calm, "Friend, maybe you can disguise it well, but the obviously faster heartbeat when you hear our conversation can't deceive people, since you want to pretend, then don't blame us for being polite." ”

Before he could finish speaking, Elway, who seemed to have lost his patience, was about to let go of his bowstring, and realizing that he could not continue to disguise himself, the slave who pretended to be asleep on the ground hurriedly turned over and gestured to the two of them for a truce, and at the same time, the young man's depressed voice also sounded: "Are you outsiders?

It's just that as soon as they met, Roger immediately put his mind at ease and decided that this guy was a chick, and there were too many things that could be exposed in just three sentences.

Seeing that Elway's hand holding the longbow did not move, and the emerald green arrow that made him like a man on his back was still aimed at him, the young man who pretended to be asleep spread his hands helplessly, "Brother, I'm all up, don't point such a dangerous thing at me, okay, after all, it's not good for everyone to make a fuss here?"

Perhaps thinking that this was indeed not the place to do it, with a slight groan, Elway slowly loosened the taut bowstring, and the light arrows on the string also dissipated into the air, and then Elway's voice sounded softly: "Maybe it's a little difficult to find an abnormal heartbeat in the crowd, but who made me pay attention to you from the beginning? ”

"Besides, we did come from outside. Roger dissipated the flames from the dagger, put his backhand back into his waist, and added.

"Is it really because the timing of my fall was a little slower?" the young man grabbed his hair decadently, and his hair, which was no different from a chicken coop, became even more messy for a while, "I reacted the moment I saw them fall, and immediately fell down, but I didn't expect to be discovered by you." ”

As Elway spoke with the young man, Roger, who was on the sidelines, was also observing the young man's movements.

In appearance, he was no different from the slave laborers: he looked fifteen or sixteen years old, but his figure was unusually short and thin because of years of hunger and intense labor, and he looked even worse than the average slave laborer in a linen shirt full of scratches and stains that was obviously not close, and as for his face, it had long since lost the immaturity of a young man, and his dusty face hung with the common numbness of life of the people here, the only difference was that his eyes were still bright and full of energy。

Referring to the information he had learned from Tariq before, a guess appeared in Roger's mind, and then he took a step forward, and when he saw that the young man noticed his side, he asked, "I think you should be the one who really knows, right?

"Or else?" said the young man, who calmly admitted this fact, and followed the voice to look Roger up and down, then looked down at his calloused hands, and said, "Where else here besides we really know that there is anyone who needs to lurk and rebel against Fitz's rule?"

"What's the matter, Roger?" Seeing that Roger was eerily silent after hearing the young man's answer, Elway, who had originally handed over the scene to Roger, couldn't help but ask, sensing a hint of ominous atmosphere, and even the young man sitting cross-legged focused his eyes on Roger.

"It's nothing, I hope I'm thinking too much, but there's a high probability that we've been discovered by the lord's people. Roger, who came back to his senses, raised his head and smiled helplessly, "And it seems that we still ran under the noses of others by ourselves." ”

The breeze lifts the canvas curtain of the shed, and the figure outside the door is longing.

"Also, haven't you noticed that it's been quiet outside for a long time?"