"It's like a nightmare. The king of Gedalia muttered that he was the ruler of one of the dozen or so countries in the southern kingdoms that had not been annexed and destroyed, and that he had become one of the twelve electors because of his alliance with Tara, and that the king of the United Kingdom of Tara-Vinito, the former king of Tara, stood side by side with him, and they were all men in their prime, but unfortunately, the current Emperor Falun was a dragonborn, and even though his body had been damaged by an unknown poison, he could still survive for decades— Of course, the Electors hope that he will finish as soon as possible, but because this emperor is the first to be chosen after all, none of the eleven Electors will strike first, and even prevent others from harming him, after all, their descendants may also become emperors, if poisoning and assassinating the emperor has become a tradition, they should obediently be their own kings and dukes.

King Tara felt the same way, and although he should have been glad to have a vested interest, he was tired of not saying a word when he saw that his territory was left with nothing but a tenth of his people, and the thin and numb slaves tethered under their feet, the barren and messy fields, and the fortresses and cities abandoned by war.

It was not an easy task to exchange slaves with each other, and some of the slaves who had purchased them were unwilling to hand over their property, some were afraid of possible retribution from the slaves, and some had already been aroused into the ugliness of their hearts—if there were no slaves, how could they enjoy the pleasure of being above others as commoners? Plundered by soldiers from other countries, and sold by slave traders, the king and the grand dukes had to do both, those who were stingy with money were bought at double the price, those who were afraid of retribution were given an oath and the lord to swear and promise protection, and those who were stubborn were about to take the turn of the cage and the sword, and don't forget, they were not another plane, the rulers who needed people's support to stand at the top, but out-and-out tyrants and dictators.

But with the help of the temples, sanctuaries, and unknown powers, the work was finally slowly begun, and the slaves were selected one by one by the priests, and divided into groups according to the country and region in which they were located, and the priests of Ilmut walked among them, discerning for contagious diseases, disabilities, or other inconsistencies, and if there were friends or relatives who could identify them, they could gather together. Gedalia and Tara were the first to exchange, they were two neighbors after all, and the slaves stood side by side, facing their own country, in exchange for a dense forest destroyed by wildfire, the sun shining on their weak bodies, but their eyes shining.

Yes, they could finally go home, and when they were commoners and serfs, they often cursed the gods because of poverty, but it wasn't until they became slaves that they realized that freedom was so precious, not freedom in the usual sense, freedom to run, freedom to lie down, freedom to watch the stars, freedom to sleep, freedom to jump, freedom to eat and drink, freedom to breathe, all this, as slaves there is no such thing as - As they walked through the cities and villages, those who had enslaved them did not naturally avoid their sight, turned back or simply hid, and the latter themselves were puzzled, what had happened to them at that time, that they would insist on keeping slaves, phew! It was not only the king and the Grand Duke who felt that they were having a nightmare, but also these ordinary human beings, who had been kind-hearted people, not to mention whipping, beating with clubs, and burning with soldering irons—many of them would have felt pain even when they saw the scars on the bodies of others, but how could they have believed the words of the merchants, and chained people like themselves like themselves like cattle and horses?

They themselves couldn't figure it out, they thought they were crazy to do such a tyrannical thing, and now that they were sober, they couldn't help but feel ashamed.

However, they were able to have such thoughts, thanks to the good priests of the gods, what Cremar (the lich and the spirit of the other world) intentionally or unintentionally forgot, and what Adel made up for, and the elect of Rosada did not involve the priests and paladins in matters related to the elector, but it was their duty not to slack off and retreat to allow more people to be freed from shackles and shackles, and the priests would not only persuade the slave owners to release the slaves, but also took on the important task of guiding the slaves to the place of exchange, and they also collected water and food for the slaves along the way, as well as clothing, so that they would not be weakened because of their healthThey are sick and can never leave this place that makes them feel so painful and humiliated.

In addition to the followers of good gods such as Rosada, Tyre, and Ilmot, as well as Suron, there are also followers such as Chati (god of the earth), Gulaba (god of earth elements), Edas (goddess of springs), Hifanus (god of nature), Followers of gods such as Hiennos (the god of nobility) were involved in this heavy and complicated affair, and one even saw the figures of Liela (goddess of joy) and priest Flo among the freed slaves, although they did not know herbs or were good at speech and persuasion, but they were all extremely good at singing and dancing, with beautiful faces and graceful figures, they could also use their skills to exchange the slaves for water, shelter and cold clothing, and at night, they would also dance around the fire, even the poor people who were physically and mentally wounded, could not help but find a little comfort in this warm and beautiful scene。

Groups like this, as the black-haired Dragonborn reminded, were surrounded by armies or reputable mercenaries, and the priests were also vigilant and defending, and they needed to be vigilant on two sides, the people of the city and the villages and the freed slaves - their vigilance was not untargeted, and the people of the city were once instigated by the priests of Ciric to keep "slaves who had earned their taxes" or "not to let go of the murderers who had killed their relatives" And the slaves also spread the rumor of "fleeing from the ranks, taking up arms for revenge and reclaiming everything" - if they had not always been vigilant and only walked on the road, even if the town was willing to accept it, they would not easily enter the city, but would have stopped outside the city to repair, perhaps something more tragic would have happened, and perhaps the exchange of slaves would have ended.

"Ah," cried out King Tara suddenly, "look!" and King Gedalia followed his gaze and saw an older woman who remained undiminished even in brown linen robes, her lips painted with crimson rouge, and the tails of her eyes and the tips of her eyebrows, which made her look particularly bright in the twilight light, and she walked up and down among the tired slaves, handing out sugar cubes— Almost all of these cubes came from the Dragonfire Islands, and as the unseen half of the Dragonfire Islands, Cremar was able to easily bring out enough sweet goods to not only comfort the children, but also cheer up and refresh the adult men and women.

"So what......" asked the king of Gedalia boredly, "do you know her?"

"No, but that one is Flo's priest. King Tara said.

The ruler of Gedalia laughed, "Or you still see Flo's priest as a prostitute, no, my friend," he said intimately, "It was decades ago, and I have a few Flo priests around me, and their magic is as powerful as that of Rosada or Ilmot." ”

"On top of that, they're pleasing to the eye. The king of Tara exclaimed. The king of Gedalia couldn't help but smile again: "That's true, but I think we should still give the goddess some necessary respect, given that she can indeed give our wives one or more sons, daughters, I need sons, but I love daughters more, daughters are flowers that bloom on the tip of a spear, what do you think?"

King Tara also noticed his gaffe, and the consequence of Flo's centuries-old inability to show her abilities was that her priests were almost reduced to decorations like mortal prostitutes without receiving the rewards of the gods (unbeknownst to them, and the ulterior motives of the red dragon Gredi), who, despite their status as priests, were able to use them as spices for dinner in the lord's castle, and this situation lasted for so long that after Flo's return, some people were unable to change their minds and opinions。 Commoners, serfs or nomadic merchants, may be better off at the bottom, after all, it is good that they can recognize a few words, it is still long before they can read the texts, and it is almost impossible for them to consume the priest Flo, and a few decades are enough time for these people to re-establish faith in Flo. But the upper echelons were very different, and they were taught that Pastor Flo was not a person worthy of tolerance and respect.

It's just that, as King Gedalia said, there may be a thousand bad things for the priests, but as long as they can really give them sons who inherit the kingdom and their realms, and use them to marry and buy people's hearts, they will definitely treat these beautiful women with caution.

"I also love my daughter more. The king of Tara took over the topic after the transformation, "The daughter is a floppy kitten, and the son always barks like a puppy. ”

"That's because they've been practicing how to hunt their prey since they were young. So said the king of Gedalia, and then he turned his head to look ahead, and so did the king of Tara, and they rode their horses in the middle of the clearing, and only one dagger could be placed horizontally between them, and they watched their people come from the other side, and the knights on one side counted the numbers, and every fifty columns, and in each column there was a scribe who went up to record their names. The name of the lord and the name of the hometown, the clerk who knew the territory and the lords of the country quickly compared the first three, and if a mistake was discovered, the slave was expelled from the ranks, pending the next round of more severe interrogation.

The slaves exchanged were all one-on-one, male-to-male, female-to-female, child-to-child, old man-to-old, and the family was temporarily torn apart, and as soon as the censorship was over, they immediately hugged each other, and then, Tara's people (yes, no longer slaves) were guided back to their respective homelands by Tara's army, and so was Gedalia. The two kings counted the numbers in their minds, and they couldn't help but shudder for a while, there was no enmity between Tara and Gedalia, and even so, the number of slaves still reached a very terrible number, and the two rulers exchanged a look—and then they would return to their courts, and let the knights loyal to them go to find out if the lords of the frontiers and deserted places had ever gone to war on a large scale or betrayed their subjects, and if so, they would definitely put these stupid and vicious fellows on poles to dry— As for their domains and titles, the Norman kings of the Highlands had already made an example of this - such vile and low-character lords and knights were certainly no longer worthy of the domains that the king had given them, and the king's knights would take their place as new lords.

This was obviously more satisfying for the new king of Tara, who had not been given Tara in an orthodox way, and his cronies had no public gifts, but if someone had done something stupid, should they turn a blind eye and a deaf ear like a saint?

"And Monton and Coma......," said the king of Tara as if talking to himself. As a once hostile nation, there are only more, not less, people left there, and they also have a sizable number of Monton and Coma here.

"There's no Coma anymore. King Gedalia said suddenly.

"What!?" Coma is slightly stronger than Monton, and it is precisely because of this that Coma has become one of the twelve Electors, and people know very well that Coma will definitely try to annex Monton next, who knows that it will be Coma who will disappear first?

The King of Gedalia also had a look of disbelief on his face, and he hesitated for a while: "Well......" he said, "it seems that a group of lichs passed by Kema......"