The man, or another being, looked at the slightly open wooden door, and she might have wanted to come, but she just closed her eyes and suddenly plunged into the water with a loud noise.

The boy, who saw all this, took two steps back without the slightest hesitation, and he jumped into the water at high speed. The other children had wondered why he wore all his clothes meticulously while he slept, and did not even take off his tinkling ornaments, but now this action had saved him a lot of time, and the deep black waters swallowed him up—he still had the strength to glance at Mei Mi as he swam to the other roundhouses, she still radiated a soft and dangerous light, and in the clear waters she spread her arms outstretched, and her silk robe floated, making her look like a great phoenix butterfly frozen in amber. With only a brief glance, like a playful little sea fish, the Son of Ann Rui swam past the side of the coral pillars that supported the roundhouse, and climbed up the narrow plank path with great vigor. Except for the roundhouse, where the children lived, all the roundhouses were connected by plank paths, but Mammie brought them here without going through the boardwalk, and she took them directly by boat to the only one isolated from her kind, and the light was not much brighter than it is now, but even so, the boy remembered the general directions of a few roundhouses—the largest roundhouse was the temple where the altar was located, and the boardwalk before the temple led to the shore.

Fortunately, at this moment even the most greedy and dissolute priests and their lovers had fallen into the inevitable exhaustion of the frenzy, and the plank road was empty, but the boy then heard the shrill cries of children, and he did not know whether they were frightened by the beautiful but terrible Memy or if there was another religious priest who had been mortally punished, he only knew that in a few breaths someone would run out to see what was going on, and the senior priest of the temple was no longer reliable enough, and if he was caught, the best outcome would be to be sent back to the roundhouse, and the worst would be to be found to be a boy and accused of blasphemy。

The Son of Ann Rui pulled down the silk skirt as fast as he could, and ran, grabbing the runic ornament on his chest, which was able to teleport the boy to a random place, but he didn't want to use it yet, he knew what random teleportation was, just like the girl knew what Flo's priest was- He heard someone shouting for him to stop, but without looking back he burrowed into the thick, dark fern bushes on the sandy shore, and before that he had taken off the sleeveless blouse, which was a light color, so conspicuous in the night, that a man chased after him, but when he found the white blouse, he also found the gold bracelet and other precious trinkets, and he hesitated for a moment, and looked into the fern that had calmed down.

The man was just a thief, and although he could afford the occasional opportunity to spend the night with Reverend Flo, the purse was not as full as one might think, and though it was swollen and hard to the touch, the thief knew that it was only full of copper and silver coins, and that the copper coins were the majority—he could go and catch the escaped child, but that meant that he also lost the opportunity to get the windfall, so he finally grabbed what the child had left behind and the silk sleeveless blouse, and quietly left.

The boy escaped almost naked, from the place where Flo's wrath might have been affected, he knew that the jungle in the dark night was extremely dangerous, and if he was still wandering outside before dawn, he would probably be caught and sold as an escaped slave, even if he had the magic tools to defend and attack, and, unlike Anrui, he had the talent of a spellcaster, but he was still too young to resist that any resistance would lead to the results he did not want- He observed the outside world clearly visible in the cobalt blue sky light by the cover of a canopy of curly blades of grass, and he was a little ecstatic when he saw a few dots and a row of footprints, which he recognized, and which Anrui had seen in his arms, and the soldiers of the White Tower would leave such marks in the courtyard, because they held spears as they marched in procession, and they would put their spears on their shoulders as they walked, but if they stopped, they would stick their spears shallowly into the ground.

He remembered that when the knight Xiu came to Mei Mi's room, Mei Mi would also chat with him, after all, they couldn't really do anything, some problems Xiu would avoid, but some insignificant things Xiu would not deliberately conceal, he could be said to be respectful of Mei Mi, maybe because of Gülen's relationship, or she was also one of the companions of the Lord of the side island, the boy had heard that they would set up patrols, just like in Thunder Fort and the White Tower, every night there would be a group of five soldiers armed to patrol the docks, taverns, warehouses and other places- Flo's temple seems to be included as well.

The boy followed the footprints, exhausted by the sight of the soldiers, and a round-faced, young soldier caught him.

Anrui's child had not been punished in any way, had not undergone hard labor, and his skin was whiter and cleaner than some women, and the soldiers could not help but flinch when they caught him.

"There is no branding," said the leader of the soldiers, "it should not be a slave." "Or not yet a slave. He furrowed his thick eyebrows, the Normans from the Highlands had not yet fully adapted to the Dragonfire Islands, and they did not have much contact with slaves, so they still had a bit of compassion, "Is anyone chasing him?"

"It doesn't seem to be. The soldiers looked at each other and said.

"Take me to Adair," to their surprise, the boy held up a rune seal around his neck, "Frow's senior priest, Memi, has an urgent matter to discuss with him. ”

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Adel didn't sleep, and since Cremar and the others left, all the administrative affairs of the side island had been pressed on him.

This was a bit difficult for him, he was the youngest son, only the eldest son would receive an education related to ruling a city and a place, and Adel was originally only a priest in Rosada, but fortunately, the eunuchs were respectful to him at the request of the black-haired spellcaster, and were willing to help him deal with a series of affairs with merchants, otherwise Adel suspected that he would not even have time to sleep.

He had received an important piece of information today, but it was not good news—another group of outcasts from Thundercastle had gathered on the Norman border in the Highlands.

They say that this winter orc has come to attack Thundercastle again, and Dylan leads the spellcasters to attack, and they win. (To be continued.) )