Dreams flow like a montage.

Maybe it's a few days later, maybe it's been a month, I don't know, but the picture goes back to the Kenshield bunker.

I, Milser, finished my training as an acolyte, and lay down in bed to rest. On one side of his bed was a fifteen-inch thin monitor, a miniature computer, where the attendants posted and chatted on the Sword and Shield Society's server, and Misser was the administrator of the chat room, monitoring the attendants' speeches.

Nili Forum named Jelly Sleepwalker said, "After so much investigation, hasn't we found out who was the initiator of the last attack?" ”

Gao Zhi is a dream chaser above, and his intention could not be more obvious: "Not yet, it must be hidden from above, they don't take the lives of their attendants seriously at all, let alone slaves?" ”

Milsea issued a warning to Gao Zhi, who hurriedly apologized to Milse in private.

A person with the screen name "Eunuch Yura" said: "It's a 'spy'!" He must have been sent by the Black Coffin to harm us! He has been hiding deeply. ”

The girls consider Salvador to be their hero, and the boys treat him with hatred.

Milse began to warn one by one those who spoke of insincerity, especially the "eunuch Jura".

The eunuch Yura sent a private message: "Lord Viscount, he is too suspicious. Don't you think he's too good against demons? How long has he been learning to read the blade? Why is it that you are already able to skillfully use the mind blade on the body of the sword? I don't believe he's a genius better than you! ”

Mirse sighed Indeed, Salvador's performance was too good, far beyond the average student, and the most talented of them also needed three years of hard training before he could double the power of his fist with his telekinesis.

Salvador studied under Master Helsin, and Misser had not seen him go through Helsin's test, but he knew it would be hard.

That crisis almost exposed El Salvador to Master Helsin.

Men are naturally hostile to men like the Girl Harvester, regardless of whether that person is conscious or not, and regardless of the person's moral character and whether he or she contributes to them.

Ever since he came here, Milse has known this all too well. He has never reciprocated his affection for the girls, in addition to not forgetting Daria, but also out of the same considerations.

Misse replied: "The matter is still under investigation, please do not spread rumors, otherwise you will be held responsible." ”

The eunuch Yura hurriedly confessed his mistake.

He turned off the monitor and lay on the bed with his eyes closed. The user of the Reading Blade needs to rest well and keep his mind cheerful and peaceful, this is what Serska taught to Milese.

The sword and shield will practice the sword blade of "judgment", not "hatred", and if Mir is full of anger, everything he has learned in the past will be greatly reduced.

Wrath.

There was a knock on the door.

Misser said, "Please come in." ”

The one who opened the door was the dark-skinned female slave they rescued from the village last time, her name was Aiyi, but after review, she was good, and now she is an apprentice of the Sword and Shield Society.

When she saw Milse, she began to weep.

Misey tested her with a telepathic blade, knowing that she had not come out of personal feelings, and she was frightened, overwhelmed with fear.

Misser asked, "Child, what's the matter?" ”

Ai trembled and grabbed Milse's hand and said, "Please come with me, you.... I don't know about it. ”

Mirse nodded, thought for a moment, took the scabbard and trotted down the hallway with Ayi. Ai bit her lip and never told Misser what had happened.

Did she find a clue to the last attack?

They came to the slave pit, which was like a birdcage and densely populated, but not much better than their village.

Milsea felt as if he had come to a different dimension, a caveman cave, each with his own small cave of his own, barely keeping his own **. It is inhabited by thousands of people, which is the equivalent of a small town.

They came to a row of caves, which were common areas and more spacious, but it was late at night, and no one slept there.

Ai Yi pointed to her head, and Mirse asked softly, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Aiyi's eyes were frightened and angry, and she said, "You will know when you see it." ”

Mirse climbed up the ladder, there were seven or eight people in a large hole, and the sound of the man's rapid breathing was heard, and the woman held her voice, which sounded a little sad, and Mirse could vaguely see the shadows of the people overlapping together, moving regularly.

There's nothing to see about it, can't a slave in a slave pit have a private life? Even this chaotic personal relationship, too....

Misser began to look down, but heard the man shout, "Which bastard is peeking?" ”

The voice was Serska.

Mirsey held up the lamp and saw Serska with a sword in her hand and her pants on.

There were also two other knights of the Sword and Shield Society, some of the female slaves here, who covered their bodies with their hands, and the tears on their faces were clearly visible.

Miser had always believed that the sword and shield would be the savior of the last days, the cornerstone and shield that these slaves could rely on, and now, he suspected that he was wrong, he suspected that he was dreaming.

Knight Murray asked, "Is it Missey?" ”

Knight Kaye said, "It's okay, it's my own people." ”

Misser asked, "What are you doing?" ”

Both Murray and Kaye laughed, and Murray said, "We're looking into the case." Kaye said, "We are protecting the slaves. ”

Serska walked over to Milse, took his wrist, and asked, "Want to join?" ”

Misser withdrew his hand, and without saying a word, climbed downward. Serska sighed, grabbed her shirt, and followed Milse.

Once on the ground, Serska glanced at Ayi and said, "You told Mirse?" ”

Frightened, Ai retreated to the wall and said, "Yes." ”

Mirse pulled Ai to his side and protected her.

"Son, you don't understand anything," said Serska. I never use force against my fellow soldiers, that's my credo as a knight. ”

Misser asked in a loud voice, "What does the knight's creed allow you to do?" ”

"Don't call yourself a naïve," said Serska, "for it is clearly written in the rules that we have the right to dispose of slaves who have no masters. ”

Milse said: "I don't say that it was disposed of like this. ”

"That's the scale of the meeting, but I'm telling you, we've been doing this for a long time and will continue to do so," she laughed. ”

Milsea felt that this was not the Serska he knew, but that the old Count he knew was a noble and upright man, a warm and generous man, a great hero, a close friend who comforted him when he lost a family member and friend, and guided him out of a desperate situation.

Reality became unrecognizable in Milse's eyes.

"I knew you wouldn't be able to accept it, so I never asked you to join us, I didn't look at the wrong person, I never looked at the wrong person," Serska said. You young people just can't stand us treating women like this, can you? It seems that as long as we do this, we become heinous? ”

Milsey said: "The rules teach us not to do evil. ”

Therska took some notes out of her pocket and said, "We pay them to improve their lives, it's their job, it's our duty." He patted Misser on the shoulder and said, "Come, go outside and say, the smell here is unpleasant." ”

They left Ai at a loss, and the two of them came to the clearing outside the slave pit, and Seska took a puff of cigarette, swallowed the clouds, and said, "Some of them are my children, and I can recognize them at a glance, regardless of the color of their skin, they are like when I was younger." ”

Mirse squeezed his palm, but did not reply, the pain letting him know that it was not a dream.

"I will give these children some money on a regular basis, and if they are talented, let them learn to read the blade and become squires, they will never know that I am their father, but if they ask, I will admit it," Serska said. We need combat power, Milse, we also need to reproduce, what I do, dozens of slave pits in the dungeon will happen, the upper echelons know it, and secretly encourage us to do it. ”

"Why?"

Seska laughed, "We're improving the bloodlines of these lowly slaves. ”

Mirsa looked at Serska in astonishment, but Serska was only interested in smoking a cigarette and did not look at Misser.

"We are noble in our mastery of telephony, and this is not my boasting, it is just that," said Serska. Those who can't comprehend the Nian Blade have a low bloodline, which is also a fact. I, along with Kaye and Murray, and many other comrades, are giving our seeds to give hope for the future of these women.

Otherwise.... After all, they are just slaves, and they have worked hard all their lives. ”

"When we brought the slaves here, we promised them dignity and safety," Missey said. ”

"They are safe, and their lives will not be cut short by food shortages or changes in the sun," Seska said. Their dignity? When it comes to these illusory things, it is difficult to make sense. Tell me, Misser, how do you know that their dignity has been damaged? ”

"Because you force them to do what they don't want to do, because they're crying," Misser said. ”

Seska laughed and said, "I cry too, and I cry even more pitifully than they do." I have served for thirty years, I have died in the hands of my loved ones, my comrades, I have been pierced through the abdomen by the sharp claws of the devil, just a few centimeters from my heart, and I have felt like my tears will run dry. What are they? It's just pretending, these women are very hypocritical, my little brother, you will know one day. ”

Misser said, "I am not your little brother. ”

Serska was suddenly furious, grabbed Milse's neck, and shouted: "You are my brother, I am willing to sacrifice my life for you, you are also willing to save me at the cost of your life, in my eyes, a thousand female slaves are not as important as you, you are my family, my friend, and those women are not!" Now, you're telling me that just because I'm on these insignificant slave girls, you've turned your back on our brotherhood? ”

Milsey pushed Serska away and said, "Will you stop from here?" ”

Terska threw away the cigarette in her hand and said, "I wanted to quit smoking, but after 30 years, I still can't. Look at the facts, Missey, in the last days, we are right to do so, and the genes of the strong have the right to pass on more generations. You are also strong, and you also have this right and duty. ”

Milsea said coldly: "Then there is nothing to say. ”

With that, he straightened his chest and raised his head, as if not even the hand of God could bring him to his knees, and he stopped looking at Terska, and took great strides and walked away.