The elder brother is seven years old, the younger sister is six years old, and the father, motherless, and helpless, trying to steal his communicator from the hands of a strong adult, and then escape from the manor, cross the wilderness, and enter the city that knows how far away, this difficulty can be imagined.

They only knew what room their communicator was in, who their usual caretaker was, and beyond that, they didn't even have the ability to make a plan.

However, all this does not stop them from wanting to become students, slaves are generations, their parents are slaves, so they are too, and because they are slaves, their future children will not be able to escape.

For the two siblings, this may be the only chance to change their fate.

"Eat more when you get off work tonight, and take as much as you want, don't be afraid of being beaten, and have enough food to have the strength to escape. ”

My sister nodded nervously.

"At night I will distract the guards of the room and the door, if you can steal the communicator, if you can't steal it, you can run away, and after leaving the manor, wait for me in the woods where we saw on the last mining road, and if you count a thousand and I haven't come, you can leave by yourself. The elder brother told the plan he had racked his brains to come up with.

The younger sister covered her mouth in panic, even if she was naïve, she knew that if her brother did not appear, he must be dead.

She sobbed, "But... But... I can go and lure them away, brother, you run away first! I know they want to do bad things to me, I can delay more!"

The elder brother gritted his teeth violently, and blood oozed from his gums: "Those beasts!"

"Don't cry! Obey! or I'll die in front of you right now!"

......

The brother and sister were plotting an escape on this side, while on the other side, the lord of the manor had just sent off the emissary of the great nobles from the city.

"Unconditionally release all slaves of appropriate age...", the knight spilled the compensation money on the ground and roared angrily: "They are all my wealth, why should I let them go!

He took out the communicator from his bosom and threw it on the ground, picked up the giant sword and slashed at it like crazy, but the communicator was unharmed, and the message still flashed: "Mage! What about the mage? Can the mage deprive me of my private property!"

The butler on the side lowered his eyebrows and watched the knight lose his temper, ignoring the residue splashed on his body and said, "Master, I think we should think about what we should do now?

The knight looked at him and shouted, "Release, what are you kidding! Whoever let them go will work for me!"

The butler continued, "But if we don't let them go, how can we explain to the city lord? or, rather, how can we explain to the mage?"

The knight calmed down: "Master Mage... Hehe, don't they know how many slaves there are by these communicators?

The butler frowned, "However, the previous census has recorded the number of slaves we own. ”

"Then go and unite with the rest of the knights, and if anyone asks, say that we have let these slaves go, but they died on the way!"

"It's still useful, at least we don't need to ride horses for days to inform people everywhere. The knight sneered and picked up the communicator and dialed the numbers of a few knights who had been friends with him.

The housekeeper hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't say anything, he felt that things would not be so simple, but as a retainer, the decision of the master family came first.

———

The brother and sister swallowed their food with blue noses and swollen faces, and when the light was completely dim, the elder brother hugged his sister fiercely, and then resolutely walked out of the slave shack.

There was little entertainment in the dark night of the manor, the old men had fun in the lighted rooms, and the servants and slaves could do nothing but sleep to replenish their strength.

My brother went all the way to the room where the communicator was stored, but found that it was very lively.

"Hurry up, move all these things tonight, the carriage outside is ready, whoever delays the master's good deeds, will be a slave!"

"Hehe, Brother Duke, do you think we have a chance to become mages?"

"Phew, you can become a mage with this cheap life? Don't even think about it, no one in the whole manor can do it! Hurry up and work, and then go back to see the group of little bastards, the housekeeper said, find which one has two hearts, and beat him to death! No one is allowed to sleep tonight, watch the manor, whoever lets one go will have you to fill in the number!"

When my brother heard this, he rushed out excitedly and shouted, "You can't do this! Give me back the communicator! I want to join the academy!"

The handymen who were working looked at this small figure in amazement, and after a while, Duke sneered: "Hehe, there is really someone who is not afraid of death, catch him, and then beat him to death!"

———

The City of Academy, in the Tower.

"The hearts of men are always not satisfied, and the compensation I have given is more than enough to redeem their slaves, but there are still people who have the mentality of luck. Adam said as he looked at the densely intertwined images of radio communications on the screen, as he was in the communications center.

"Quack, master, guess what their faces would be if they knew you could know everything they said on the communicator?" Garfield gloated.

As an extradimensional mage who relied on the promotion of the electromagnetic field, Adam could easily monitor all the radio waves within the continent of the academy, and clearly knew what news was conveyed in these radio waves, and the small actions that the nobles thought were hidden were exposed to Adam's eyes from the beginning.

The four bodyguards beside him strangely felt the personal chip in his mind, and Aisha said, "When we use it, you won't be able to hear it, right?"

"Of course not, after the mage signed a contract with Tinder, the autonomous fluctuation of the soul is the most perfect means of encryption, even I can't know what you said. Adam was relieved, but he didn't say a word, if he really wanted to know, there was a way to crack the encryption algorithm.

Garfield, realizing that the time was coming for him to show his might, asked eagerly, "Master, what shall we do?

Adam asked the researcher behind him, "Has the law enforcement robot energy problem been solved?"

The researcher, from the Institute of Atomic Energy, replied: "Small fission reactors are already perfectly suited to the power system and construction, and the energy generated by each fuel addition can sustain a decade of regular operation, ready to be activated for duty." ”

"Good. ”

"I gave them a chance, but they didn't know how to cherish it. As he spoke, Adam pulled up a map of the Academy's continent, and the dense red dots on it were all death signals.

"Garfield. ”

"I'm here, master!" Garfield was excited.

"Let's go. ”

"Master, to what extent?"

"Whatever they want, they don't have a second chance. ”