It took Manfield a while to recover from his dizziness.

His vision was blurry, his face was burning with pain, and it was difficult to open his eyes.

Damn, what about the brawls between the nobles who said that they wouldn't be slapped in the face?

With great effort, he slowly sat up from the ground, moved little by little towards the two frightened women, and pulled the rags out of their mouths. "Don't be afraid, untie the ropes from your body when I catch my breath. ”

The two of them didn't even dare to breathe, they just nodded slightly.

This time he paused longer before he gathered enough strength to release the rope. "Alright, you can go. Just be careful not to get caught by that guy again......"

That guy shouldn't have a chance, and when the ship is full of people and leaves the port, he should be able to bump into the migrants wherever he goes. Doing this kind of thing in front of everyone, the other party probably doesn't have the guts.

The unrestrained woman cautiously bypassed him, and then ran briskly out of the utility room—the sound of hurried footsteps faded away, and finally fell silent.

From beginning to end, they still didn't say a word, including thank you.

Manfold leaned against the wall and let out a slow breath, the coachman's words popping into his mind for some reason.

"I said, boy, don't always think of yourself as a good person, especially outside...... Otherwise, sooner or later, you will suffer a big loss. 」

He shook his head, tossing the distractions behind him.

I'm used to this kind of scene, haven't I?

Now I just hope to be able to return to the assigned cabin before the official sailing, so that no one can occupy the bed.

Suddenly, Manfurd heard the tiny steps come again, accompanied by the "creaking" of the planks as they move closer to him.

Hell, that McKinley guy hasn't had enough of it, has he?

The footsteps stopped abruptly at the utility room door, and then the door was pushed open and a head poked in.

Manfold was stunned, the one who came was one of the women who had escaped.

And when the door opened, he found that both men were there—and the one standing behind him was struggling to carry a barrel, and his movements were so stiff that he seemed to have used all his strength.

It wasn't until he put the bucket in front of him that he noticed that it was full of clean water.

"You ......"

One of them took out a handkerchief, dipped it and gently wiped the blood from his face, while the other apologized, "Hug, sorry, you were beaten like this." We were so scared that we didn't dare say a word...... Because, because ...... You say you're a nobleman, too. ”

Manfield couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Even though his whole body was tingling, he didn't want to control his expression.

"Uh, what's wrong with you......"

"Didn't I say that?" he interrupted, "from the moment we boarded the ship, there was no longer a distinction between slaves and nobles—for the King of the Grey Keep had not only abolished his slave status, but also taken back all noble powers, in other words, we were the same people. ”

Yes, Manfold was not unaware of the fact that Grey Castle was without knights - the news had already reached the heart of the wolf by the merchants who had traveled from place to place, and in the eyes of most nobles, it was a great rebellion, but it made him pay more attention to Wimbledon.

Since he was backward in his family, a question has been hovering in his mind, that is, what is a knight?

When his father was still alive, he never thought about it, and thought that it was only a matter of time before he inherited this status. However, when the realm was annexed in a battle of power, Manfold found that things had taken a turn for the unexpected, with the new lords turning a blind eye to him, and those who were clearly unqualified became the ones on top, as if he had nothing but a surname.

According to the ancient texts, the pioneers elected the most outstanding representatives of them as kings, and the king gave the status and honor of the brave warriors to defend their homes and people together, which is the origin of the title. And knights, as the people closest to the bottom, should be humble and compassionate, and uphold justice and integrity, so that the territory can prosper.

It is precisely because of these qualities that ordinary people do not possess that they are even more noble.

That's what Manfield has always wanted to be.

But now he couldn't figure out what the difference between knights and ordinary people was without land. Is it the extraordinary spirit or a title deed that represents their nobility?

In the struggle for power and interests, the territory of the great lords changes every day, and among the people he knows around him, the lame can be knights, and the idiots can be knights, but he can't do without land, which makes him suspicious of the so-called "knightly class".

Despite the setbacks of the family's decline, Manfeld's goals have not changed.

It can be said that he had already had the idea of going to Gray Castle, and all he lacked was the travel fee, and later the people of Gray Castle took the initiative to enter the heart of the wolf, and it became the best opportunity to move the residents of villages and towns around the country.

He wondered if he could still be a knight in a place where there were no longer nobles.

After hearing the sentence "We are the same people", the expressions of the two women obviously relaxed a lot, "Really...... Is that so?"

"It had spread in aristocratic circles for months, and the great families were eager to call Wimbledon a devil from hell. Manfold smiled bitterly, "But now, I'm afraid they'll all have to go to the most terrible of devils." ”

The man who wiped him was silent for a moment, "Why are you helping us......?

"He didn't dare to kill him, because I had already warned him. Manfold shook his head, "I don't know exactly how the Grey Castle people will vet it, but I've heard that with witches involved, it's absolutely impossible to lie." Even if he doesn't think it's a crime to bully you, killing another nobleman without permission is definitely a crime that can't be ignored, and he knows it. ”

At this point he gasped, "By the way, my name is Manveld Caststein, what about you?"

It's really interesting, this is the fourth time he has reported his name today, right?

"My name is Delana," the other whispered, "her name is Momo." She paused, as if she had made up her mind, "What the nobleman said is true, we were sold to—"

"As I said, that's all before getting on the boat, and it's okay if you don't mention it. Manveld waved his hand, "As the coachman who brought me here said, no matter how well we have been before, there will be a new life for us after that—if it weren't for that, we wouldn't have made up our minds to leave the wolf's heart and go to a distant and strange land, would we?"

"Woo——————————————————"

At this moment, a long, thick horn sounded.

It's almost time to set sail.

"Go back, if someone takes the place, it's going to be a problem. He forced himself to his feet, and although his whole body still hurt heavily, it should be fine to barely walk back to the cabin, "Me too, I don't want to sleep in the utility room for such a long journey." ”

The two women looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and then Dai Lan took a white ball from her pocket and handed it to him.

"It's ......"

"A medicine that slows the pain," said Delan, "if you can't bear the pain, lick it, or break off a small piece and eat it." But remember not to eat too much at once, as it will only delay the pain, not eliminate them. ”

Manfold took the pill with a puzzled face, the light delay is not the pain relief, is there such a miraculous drug in this world?

Without further explanation, Delan and Momo left the utility room with the bucket.

And this time, the two stopped as they walked to the door and bowed deeply to him, "Thank you, Mr. Casten. ”

Manfield let out a sigh of relief.

Not everyone is the same, are they?

That's enough.

He looked at the pill in his hand for a moment, then tried to put it to his mouth and licked it.

A faint sweet taste spreads from the tip of the tongue.

Presumably this is...... Meatballs made from wheat flour and maybe a little honey.

Maybe it's just a placebo smuggled from the nobleman who bought her.

However, when the thought came to mind, the unthinkable happened.

Almost instantly, he felt all the pain disappear, as if he had never been beaten.

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