The morning light was bright, the clay pot was burning on the warm fire, the fragrance floated out, the crow pecking at the dew flew down, and landed on the shoulder of the figure sitting on a stone not far away, Xia Yi teased it, kneaded the collected herbs to the ground, heard the squirming movement behind him, and turned his face slightly.

"Awake?" he said in the otherworldly Tetrian language.

Then he got up, pinched the crumpled herbs with juice in the palm of his hand and walked over, the girl who woke up from her sleep kicked the ground and shrank back in fear, but the pain in her body made her unable to avoid Xia Yi's outstretched hand.

The wrapped bandage was untied, revealing a scarred thin waist, and in the frightened eyes, the herbs had been pressed, and there was a cool feeling, as well as a slight hot burn.

The mild morning light reflected on the side face of the man opposite, the girl pursed her lips and breathed heavily, her hands and feet no longer struggled, and after a while, her lips slurped, squeezing out a little sound.

"Thank you......"

"What? Be louder, I can't hear you. ”

Xia Yi glanced at her, smiled and wrapped the untied bandage back with the herbs, "You can say it louder, you are not a slave, and there are no fierce slave owners here." ”

"You....saved me..... shouldn't I be your slave......"

"It's not. ”

Xia Yi shook his head, walked to the clay pot, and scooped out a bowl of broth, which he got from a farmer's house after leaving the city, "I can't accept treating people as animals, and besides, I don't have this habit." ”

The wind blew through this high post, and there was a sound of a girl in coarse cloth and tattered clothes, under her messy hair, her eyes were bright and pure, and she looked at the man opposite with some nervousness.

"But..... they said it was the rule.....

Xia Yi understood who the girl meant by 'they', smiled, and gently shook the bowl to make the hot broth in it cool faster, "Those people in the arena are already dead, even if they are not dead, you and the others have escaped." ”

"I'm still going to be caught. The girl lowered her face and pinched the corners of her clothes, which were mottled with blood.

In the next second, a clay bowl without patterns came into her sight.

Smelling the rich fragrance, the girl raised her face, the sun was shining from the east, and the man's face was in the shadows, and he couldn't see the expression clearly, but he heard the voice talking.

"Then don't be arrested, whoever comes to arrest you will be killed. ”

There was a sudden whistling in the sky, and the girl turned her face, and saw a cold glow stuck in the nearby rock, and it was half in, it was a two-handed long sword, engraved with a simple pattern.

The pottery bowl was handed over, and the girl took it in a daze, and watched the man in front of her turn around and walk to the edge of the hill.

"You can't kill alone, then gather some more people to kill together, if you can't kill it in one day, then a month, not a month, just a year, two years, there will always be a time to kill clean, only those people dare not arrest you, you can really be free, but!"

The last two words, the tone was aggravated, and Xia Yi turned his face sideways: "However, if you want to be equal, walk in the sun openly, and there is no oppression or deception, is the world that people really need to live." ”

"Do you want to continue to be a slave?"

Hearing the last sentence, the girl held the pottery bowl and fell silent.

Then he got up, staggered out two steps, came to Xia Yi's back, followed the other party's line of sight, and looked at the fields and slopes below the hill, groups of people with ragged clothes and different images sleeping there all over the mountains, and occasionally someone noticed the two people above, they got up and bowed to the figure in black robes, and then, more people stood up and bent down one by one.

"Look, they're all just like you, desperately trying to survive in the arena, and out there, they're also thinking about how to survive better. ”

Xia Yi turned around, grabbed the girl's thin, barely fleshy shoulder, and pointed to the sword stuck in the stone over there.

"Take it back and take the following people to awaken more people in this land who need to be awakened, and create your own world together. ”

The girl looked at the sword, and then at the dense crowd below, pursed her lips and nodded heavily: "Well, Artoria will remember." ”

The mountain wind is howling.

In the next two or three days, Xia Yi alone repelled several groups of Tatasia's pursuers in countless eyes, and even captured his son Elend, named Duke, and cut off his head in front of them.

After that, he took this group of slaves to the east, and during this time, he taught the girl some practical martial arts with two-handed swords.

Putting on a new bandage, Artoria, who was covered in leather armor, sat under a tree, next to a black bird jumping up and down, but she quietly looked at the open space in front of her, Xia Yi waved every movement of the two-handed long sword, the gloomy sky, there was no bright sunshine, and the sword body that was waved away gave people a cold glow that was difficult to look at.

The sword blade roared down, the ground cracked, the rocks shattered and flew, and every blow was used, with the illusion of a brutal battle on the battlefield, all of which benefited the girl who sat there quietly.

"If you want to be like me, you need to find the power skills that are suitable for cultivating martial arts in this world, and more importantly, you must have a good body. ”

Altoria wrote them down one by one, and then couldn't help but ask, asking another question, which was a long-hidden doubt.

"Why did the teacher choose me?"

"There's no reason, you just look pleasing to the eye, of course, to give a reason, I like the tough look in your eyes. ”

Xia Yi stopped and said a few more words, and suddenly the words stopped abruptly, and there was some kind of fluctuation in the left arm that was covered by long sleeves, he raised his head and looked at the sky, and after a while, he smiled and looked at the girl.

"I have something to leave, and the rest is up to you. ”

After speaking, he stuffed the hilt of the sword into the girl's hand, and beckoned to the ninth master in the treetops over there, and when the crow landed on his shoulder, he turned to leave.

The many slaves around stood up and looked this way, and Altoria looked at the long sword in her hand, caught up half a step, and shouted at the back of the fading back, "Teacher-"

The figure in the distance did not stop.

"Teacher......" The girl held the long sword, clenched the hilt, lowered her head, then turned around, and raised her face again, while her eyes were misty, there was also a resolute stubbornness.

The sword thrust into the ground.

"Brothers and sisters, Artoria will not disappoint the teacher, nor will she disappoint you and those who are still living in the lowly, I swear by my life!!"

That's a different momentum from the girl a few days ago.

The rise of a group of people is not formed in a day or two, it may be several years, or even a lifetime, but when there is a goal in life and you know how to move forward, the steps you take will not be so easy to stop, and in the near future, perhaps when they recall what happened at this moment, it will be the most valuable memory wealth.

At this time, Timinoa fell into great chaos, the sudden appearance of the army of the northern country completely disrupted the peace here, the nobles sent people to negotiate, and the commoners fled in a hurry with their families and valuable belongings, and the originally lively north-south city seemed to become the first stop of the war.

However, the direct target of the army was a group of fleeing people on the plains, and after a few simple temptations, the main force of the northern country began to encircle.

"Dog girl, you run away and go to Xia Yi!

The electric python was stained with blood and pushed a woman out of the front.