"Name?"

"Three freshnesses in the ancient Ming land. ”

"Gender?"

"Let's see. ”

"Race?"

"Humans. ”

"Age?"

"Eight years old. ”

"Where?"

"The four seas are home. ”

"What for?"

"Mercenaries. ”

"Why do you work for elves?"

"They give money. ”

"A mercenary at the age of eight?"

"There's no way, or you'll starve to death. ”

"What do the elves tell you to do?"

"Cooking and running errands. ”

"Why are you wearing a mask?"

"Curiosity put it on, but it was cursed and couldn't take it off. ”

"Any idea what the elves are going to do next?"

"I don't know, they never told me. ”

"Do you know what you're sending?"

"Some posters and a big box. ”

"Do you know what's inside the big box?"

"I don't know, they didn't tell me. ”

"Are you telling the truth?"

"If what I just said is not the truth, the gods of souls and dreams will appear in front of me and beat me right now. ”

The audience was silent for ten minutes, and Reimu did not appear.

"Take him down and lock him up. ”

"Can you give me back your clothes?"

So a few fishmen brought Charles, who was back in his clothes, to the prisoner camp behind the camp.

After this time of following Elizabeth around the front line, Charles finally knew where the difficulty of dealing with the fish-man was.

The developed water system in the south is simply a highway for the fishmen, who swim upstream through the mouths of several large rivers, dive into the territory of the elves from the bottom, and then establish a base where there are no elves.

Unless dams are built or these rivers become the Thames of the 19th century, it will be difficult to stop the fish-people. However, not many years after the cement came out, the output and the design and construction technology of the dam were not enough to support the former, and the pollution of the agricultural society was digested by the slimes in the river in a minute, and the world was green and green.

The Fish-Man's camp was now built in a "U-shaped" river far from the elven settlement, and in addition to the river's facilities, a military camp was built at the throat of the peninsula, and the prisoners were held on the peninsula behind the barracks.

The fish-people are not worried about these captives escaping, and there is a military camp on three sides of the water, and if these hundreds of captives, mainly underage elves, can escape, the fish-people will commit suicide by jumping into the fire en masse.

The so-called prisoner camp is a field surrounded by a wooden wall two or three meters high, and there is not even a guard tower around it.

After Charles was kicked into the camp by the fishmen, the two fishmen who had escorted him left.

"New here?" an adult elf poked Charles' head with his finger on the ground, "Huh, human?"

Charles, who was lying on the ground, stood up and observed the situation inside the camp after noticing the lack of patrolling footsteps around the camp.

The elven captives here had gathered in twos and threes, and were now lying on the ground sleeping or in a daze.

"Hey, what are you doing?" the elf beside Charles tugged at the corner of his coat.

Charles turned his head, and just as he was about to speak to the elf, he suddenly noticed a magical pattern under her neck.

"Slave Tattoo?" Charles asked, a little surprised.

"yes. The elf said gloomily, "We were all tattooed when we were caught. ”

Charles lamented that the fish-men were so interested in their captives, and if these captives dared to make trouble, the fish-men would only need a magic spell to kill these elves.

He asked the elf, "My name is Charles, and I was sent by Princess Elizabeth, what is your name?"

As soon as the elf wanted to scream, he immediately covered his mouth with both hands, and only made a "whine" sound.

Her mood soon calmed down, and she replied, "My name is Argus, and the princess will really save us?"

Argus's expression at the moment was like that of a dying man who had encountered a lifebuoy.

Charles said to her, "Don't make a noise yet. Then he reached out and pressed his finger on the slave tattoo below her neck.

The Fish-Man's slave pattern is different from that of humans, in the past, the slave pattern on Mordred's body was around the neck, but now the slave pattern on the elf's body is at the position of the sternal stem below the neck.

However, the essence of the two is the same, and now Charles has two ways to get rid of it. The easiest way is to destroy it directly with the power of demon breakers, but this can easily arouse the vigilance of slave owners. Another method is the gift bag that Reimu left for her before going out, so that the slave pattern can only receive signals and not work.

After all, the slave pattern acts on the soul, and this is the place where Reimu keeps it.

As Charles's fingers pressed against Argus's slave print, Argus suddenly felt a sense of relief all over her body, as if the shackles on her soul had been unshackled.

Argus's eyes lit up.

The movement was quickly noticed by several other elves, who gathered around them.

After Charles introduced himself again, he said to the elves: "You quietly organize the other elves, and I will help you unslave first, and there will be action later." ”

"But we haven't eaten for a day. One of the elves said, "We can only eat once in two days." ”

"I'm prepared. Charles took off his mask, and there were several cutouts behind the mask, each with a ring.

After Charles put the storage ring on, with a wave of his hand, several bamboo drinks appeared on the ground.

"One bottle per person, enough. Charles said as he handed a bamboo tube to Argus, "A bottle can fill your stomach, and it can also increase your physical strength and energy, and you will receive a bottle after you have removed the slave tattoo." ”

The elves' eyes lit up, and then they began to quietly organize the underage elves to come over.

The bewildered elves were woken up in batches, and Charles helped them remove the slave tattoo from the lower sternum handle, and then handed them a bamboo tube with a drink.

The main ingredient of the drink in the bamboo tube is rice cereal, and a lot of medicinal herbs are added to it. Although it didn't taste very good, the children, who had been hungry for a long time, drank it in three or two bites.

While Charles was busy, in the woods outside the throat of the peninsula, a group of elves quietly touched not far from the above-ground barracks.

An elf said to the elf beside him, "Boss, there is a salted fish camp in front, and the children are locked in the back. ”

An eight-foot-tall elf with an eight-foot waist carefully observed the fish-man's barracks in the shadows of the trees, and after a long while, he whispered to his companions, "Everyone rest on the spot, pay attention to vigilance, and act at midnight." ”

Then he said to one of the elves: "Go and tell the brethren at the water's edge, and if there is no signal, let them move twenty minutes before midnight." ”

The elves who had sent the message left, and the elves who had come to the rescue of the children took time to rest.