While Ryuji was trying to learn the art of shipbuilding, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky on the top of a mountain range to the north of the Bald Eagle Principality, striking the top of the mountain.

A huge thunderbird flew down in the lightning, and where he was about to land, several men dressed in animal skins and wearing Indian feathers were forming a circle, waiting for the thunderbird to fall.

But the Thunderbird didn't fall, he just came with a message.

The Thunderbird kept screaming in the air, and the men below all had the ability to speak beasts, and they could understand the meaning of the Thunderbird's words.

"What do you say, Benjamin gave up a spot on this year's transformation druid? How can this be. ”

A man shouted, but the people around him said disdainfully, "What's wrong, Benjamin has Franklin's Thunderbolt and Money Scepter in his hand, don't talk about us, even Lord Thunderbolt's Fury will agree to his request." ”

"It's undermining our traditions."

"What tradition can we have, you are in such a hurry, just because your nephew has the opportunity to take up the position of Thunder Wing Druid this year, but your nephew is really capable and will not fail to pass three times in a row, I think you better forget it."

Thunderbird didn't care about the quarrel below, anyway, he passed the news over, and then he didn't have anything to do.

After the Thunderbird flew away, the man from before straightened his clothes, "I'm going to go down the mountain and ask for leave for me." ”

The others ignored the man, everyone had lived together for so long, and most of them knew the details of each other.

The one in front of him has no descendants, and the only relative is his nephew, who has always wanted his nephew to embark on the path of transcendence, but after so many years, his nephew has not seen a tree.

I tried several druid conversions, but they didn't succeed.

This year is his nephew's last chance, and if he misses this year, his nephew will have no other chance.

Originally, he had already calculated, and even got a few things to improve the success rate of conversion, just waiting for the conversion to start this year.

Unexpectedly, Benjamin's side gave up a conversion slot, and this kind of slot was a mobile slot, which was also his nephew's hope.

It would be strange if there was no hatred in this person's heart.

The few people present knew about the situation, and they didn't bother to bother with it, so they let the druid leave the mountaintop.

At the same time, in the southern part of the Bald Eagle Principality, which is now known as the Bald Eagle Alliance, there are some druids who are also secretly linking.

Unlike their druid counterparts in the north, they chose not wind and electricity, which were elements that the northerners called industry, while in the south they played the same old game, turning into melee combat and plant farming.

After all, they are playing with the plantation, and the biggest feature of the plantation is naturally growing things.

The body that Ryuji used at the beginning had only one plantation in the south, but he had also joined the plantation farmers' federation and knew about the druids.

However, his status is relatively low, and he does not have the right to hire a druid for his plantation.

On an unknown plantation, a white slave was at work, and a black man was babbling in his ear.

"I said Howlett come with me, I know they don't treat you as a human being, you're just an experiment here."

Howlett glanced up at the black man, and finally shook his head, "I can't go, you better leave by yourself." ”

As he spoke, Howlett raised his hand, and it could be seen that his tendons had been picked off, and his hand muscles had begun to atrophy, and he could only do some simple work.

The black man thought for a moment, and said to Howlett, "I say, it doesn't matter, as long as you are willing to come with us, we have a way to help you deal with this." ”

Howlett shook his head, "I don't want to be involved in your fight, as long as I stay here for another ten years, I'll be free, and I won't have to risk my life for a future." ”

The black man had no choice but to step aside, and he was soon surrounded by several of his kindred.

"What's the matter, and he still won't agree?"

"No, he doesn't want to leave here, but then again, if we're like him, we can be a free man in ten years, we won't want to leave."

"But time is running out for us, and if we can't leave tonight, we won't have a chance in the future."

"Then knock him out and take him away, no matter what, the power of the holy relic has been transferred to him by that madman, and taking him away is equivalent to taking away the holy relic."

"Good!"

That night, after finishing the day's work, Howlett went to the manor's mansion first, where there was a laboratory in the basement, and the manor, who looked like a madman, would put a glass of green potion outside the laboratory every day.

He needed to drink a cup of these potions every day, have a physical examination every five days, and sometimes go through some experiments, such as electric shocks or something.

This is Howlett's debt to the lord of the manor, and in the words of the lord of the manor, even if Howlett takes it for a lifetime, he will not be able to pay it off.

If he cooperated with the experiment, then each experiment would be reduced by one month to three months, and after so many years of experiments, he slowly reduced his debt from not being alive for a lifetime to the point where he could pay it off after ten years.

Seeing that he could get real freedom, Howlett naturally wouldn't run away with those black slaves.

After drinking the potion, Howlett hesitated, and did not say anything about the slave's attempt to escape, and he stood in front of the manor's mansion and waited for a while before returning to his cabin.

But when he entered his cabin, he suddenly smelled a strange smell.

Howlett reacted immediately and wanted to resist, but he felt his body go limp, and his feet bent forward, and he fell to the ground.

Then several black men ran out of the neighborhood and wrapped Howlett tightly in cloth.

The black man who had spoken to Howlett before was pressing on the bones of Howlett's hand, as if he was feeling something.

"How? Do you have? ”

"Yes, I feel the power of the relics gathering in his arms, and it won't be long before he becomes the bearer of the relics."

"Okay, then take him away and get out of this damn place."

"But where are we going?"

"I seem to have heard that something is being prepared in New York Harbor to recruit blacks into their army, and if we go over, we may be able to join their army, so that we may have a chance to get the holy relics back."

"Okay, let's go!"

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