By the time the Children of the Abyss finished their pranayama and opened their eyes to break away from the state of the dragon's breath, the star-studded night had completely enveloped the temporary camp of the slave catchers. The flickering bonfire illuminated the human figure in the darkness, and the orc captives outside the prison cart were surrounded by the adventurers who carried armed forces around them in the middle of the camp, Mo said that they were still tied with shackles and ropes and other restrictions, even if they could move freely, they were completely unable to eat but were forced to hurry, and they had little chance to resist.

Compared to the orc captives who huddled together on the ground to keep warm, the treatment of these people in the prison cart was already very good. For relatively precious high-end "goods", maintaining their appearance is a very effective and necessary means. No aristocratic lord would spend a few or even dozens of gold coins to buy a good-looking orc woman back so that they could do some rough work such as washing clothes and cooking, and because of this, the three cute goods in the team who looked very smart and didn't look like they had grown up in the wind and sand of the wasteland were the most stable and important source of income for the slave catcher team. As for the male orcs who disobeyed discipline, there were naturally enough warriors among them to gallop for a while in the bloody and cruel gladiatorial arena, but the kind of competition that risked their lives was really a little unpredictable for the layman. While training a strong and obedient gladiator was the specialty of the camp instructors and slavers, slave catchers rarely engaged in the long-term investments that required a lot of time and effort, and the large amount of goods that could be quickly exchanged for coins was their main source of income.

Compared to the aggressive males, the use of female orcs is much more wonderful. Dealing with the half-beast women who can't even eat enough in the wasteland, humans have a way to sink them. None of the people who can afford this kind of "luxury" goods are ordinary people, just relying on the material comforts and simple imprisonment that are not available in the wasteland, these female slaves can be confused, if you add some small means on the spiritual level, the half-beast woman has always been the most popular commodity in the slave market, there is no one!

It is precisely because the quality can effectively guarantee the value of the goods that the current situation of the three of them is so calm. The slave catchers had hundreds of heavily armed warriors, and if the leader did not restrain the actions of his soldiers, the goods of the slave catchers would never be able to be transported back and forth. The cart was a cage for them, but at the same time a way to protect them from the human adventurers in the ranks before they were brought to the market. For a team of more than 100 people, once the people below do something in private without concealing it from above, it will not only affect the execution of the team in the future, but also cause very large direct economic losses - everyone knows that in the slave market, there is a big difference between the price of a young girl and a "second-hand" female slave who has been played by men.

As for Mephistopheles, who was caged with Naineri, such a commodity was a special variable for the slave catchers. If an interested buyer is found, a pampered boy like the Son of the Abyss will naturally be able to sell it for a good price, but if there is no one who can afford to take over, this seemingly half-elf nobleman's goods may cause some trouble for this team that is not very large. After all, there is at least a superficial friendly relationship between the half-elf city and the human city-state, and once something disgraceful is exposed, there must be a certain guy who will be unlucky among these people who handle the "pointy-eared goods".

As the most sensitive cargo of this trip, the unconscious Children of the Abyss are secretly observing the personnel and overall quality of the slave trapping team in the prison cart under the cover of night. But when faced with more than a hundred armed humans, even Andrari's heavyweight champion can't match it. For this reason, even if they are a cut above these slave hunters in terms of physical fitness, and have explosive dragon strike skills to defend themselves, the children of the abyss still maintain the necessary caution. You must know that as a former lord, his actual combat experience has been scarce to the extent that it is extremely abnormal among ordinary demon leaders, and the son of the abyss named Arthur Digrell has relied on the allegiance of his subordinates from the beginning to the end, not by the usual force methods of ordinary demons, but by the ability and charm attached to wisdom.

The young lord of the Emerald River Valley is definitely a well-known figure in the area of the Whispering Forest in the eastern part of Garlandia, not to mention the elves and dwarves who have the closest contact with Andrarui, the sea tribes of the Van Gar kingdom and the dwarves of the red stone hills are in awe of him, even among the tribes next to the whispering forest to the west of the wasteland, Andrei Gesareth, the son of the abyss, is a unique presence that the orc chieftains have to pay special attention to.

But when the former Lord Andrarui had no idea where he was or what situation he was going to face, these fame could only be a means of preservation for him to deter Xiao Xiao when his life was in danger. Under normal circumstances, the status of a child of the abyss not only does not win him any rights, but also pushes his value as a "commodity" to the forefront - in other places outside of the Whispering Forest, it is a very common consensus to regard the demons as a mobile calamity, let alone the children of the abyss, who have a legendary bloodline.

Mephistopheles leaned against the stout wooden railing of the prisoner cart to cover the humans in the camp of the Observers, and the more he looked at it, the more strange it became. Not only was he very efficient at spotting the adventurers in the camp who were hiding in the dark corners, but he could even quickly tell which of them was awake and which were asleep. If it was said that the dark sentinel dozens of steps away still relied on his dim vision and keen eyesight as a high-level demon, then it would be a bit unbelievable to quickly and accurately distinguish the state of the adventurers.

Although this feeling is very much like an illusion according to common sense, for some reason, the children of the abyss seem to be completely sure of their own judgment. If it weren't for his own strength, it would be difficult to break the prison cart that imprisoned him, and even if he was lucky enough to destroy the cage, it would inevitably make a loud noise to attract the attention of humans, and Mephistopheles had even developed an urge to sneak into the night to verify his subtle feelings.

Just when the Children of the Abyss continued to confirm their own feelings but were puzzled, a face that suddenly appeared behind him, only a few centimeters away from him, almost frightened him to scream.

"Sir, are you already thinking of a way to escape?" asked Nanali, who approached silently, with a curious look on her face.

Seeing the dirty little face of the orc girl clearly through the moonlight, Mephistopheles, who was in a false alarm, began to become calm again, "Little girl, what are you talking nonsense!? There are so many humans guarding outside, even the first warrior of your clan can't break through this kind of siege, right?"

The little girl sat on her side close to the Child of the Abyss, and with one hand on her chin, she seemed to be thinking about the question so seriously that the Child of the Abyss even began to wonder how she had approached without even realizing it.

Could it be that he was too focused on observing the camp?

"But Mr. Mephistopheles is not an ordinary person after all, I thought that you ended your meditation because you had accumulated enough strength and were preparing to escape from the control of these bad people with Nanali and her sisters......"

Mephistopheles looked at the little girl beside him who didn't know why she always seemed very calm, he didn't understand whether such a girl was so dependent and trusting of strangers because of lack of heart or some other reason. Even if he was sure that he would escape from the slave captors with her, the little girl's unwarranted optimism made him feel very unhappy - although simplicity was a very beautiful quality, if it was so simple that it was defenseless against strangers and unaware of danger, the children of the abyss thought it would be better to discard such innocence as soon as possible.

"Why do you think I'm capable enough to protect you!?and why do you think I'm going to do what you think?Don't I look like I'm in prison now?" Mephistopheles complained to the little girl in a low voice, impatiently grumbling, though what he said was actually the truth.

"But sir, you are the messenger sent by the gods to save Nanali......" The little girl, who still seemed calm and optimistic even in the hands of humans, her tone became slurred and aggrieved, and the tears in the corners of her eyes looked so helpless in the bright moonlight.

For a moment, the Children of the Abyss felt that it was indeed a bit too much for him to target a little girl with an unpredictable fate with the attitude he had just had, and that a girl like Nanali should be growing up with happiness and joy under the care of her parents. I have accepted the will of the two gods, although I am not very sure, but I should give her a little more confidence. What upset him was the little girl's unwarranted and inexplicable trust—the feeling that the stranger he met for the first time had entrusted his fate to his own hands, and that he was uncertain made the children of the abyss feel very depressed.

Betraying the trust of others has become a very uncomfortable thing for the traverser who used to be named Andre, after all, he was once a magical lord in the eastern part of the continent known for his virtuous abilities, and it seems that it has become a habit for him to rely on his knowledge and experience to achieve things that others cannot accomplish.

Is conceit really a heavy shackle that self-righteous guys put on themselves?

The son of the abyss looked at the little orc girl who was crying in front of him, and she became a little uncomfortable.

"Sir, the way your eyes lit up just now, Nanali thought she was casting some powerful spell......" The little girl thought that God had made the adults angry because she had just said the wrong thing in her self-righteousness, so she began to defend herself again.

Mephistopheles looked at the little girl in front of her in amazement.

I obviously didn't urge the Eye of the Abyss just now...... Even if you inadvertently use the Eye of the Abyss, it shouldn't be light, it's black smoke!

Thinking of something, the Son of the Abyss quickly summoned his "Careers and Skills" panel, and in the corner that had been overlooked, he found the information he was looking for.

Messenger of the Underworld Lv.1

Horizon of the Dead (Transcendental): A power from the underworld allows you to observe things that have life from an undead-like perspective.

Mephistopheles suddenly covered his right eye with one hand, and his gray eyes saw the scene like some kind of old photograph, slightly blurred with a dull color, except that it seemed to be more clear when he looked closely at the people around him. The Children of the Abyss had mistakenly thought that this visual discrepancy was due to the burning of his left eye by the bright light released by the divine power. Now it seems that the figures in the night, which are as easy to distinguish as a faint light source, are gifts from the Lord of Yellow Springs...... Perhaps the subtle sense of being able to tell if the other person has fallen asleep is also due to the fact that I can look directly into the state of his soul to some extent!

Mephistopheles tried to control this ability from the Lord of the Underworld based on her experience of manipulating the Eye of the Abyss, and Nanaly's low exclamation even woke two of her companions.

"Oh!~ Sir, you are so amazing, your gray eyes turned green in the blink of an eye!"

Different eye colors, which are too obvious features, will always bring some unnecessary trouble, but fortunately, this unique ability can still be retracted and released freely. As long as they can get out of the grip of these slave hunters, the unique signs of heterochromatic eyes can be an effective cover and smoke screen.