As the moon of fire approaches, the temperature on the continent is gradually rising, and the winter clothes have completed their mission, and are gradually breaking away from people's bodies and changing into light spring and summer clothes—of course, for nobles like Temples

"This spring dress actually has a hole. ”

Demps looked down, and the focus of his gaze was the corner of his coat that he was pinching with one hand, and he didn't know when a small hole had appeared in it. Looking at the irregular shape, it should be bitten by snakes, insects, rats and ants.

"Damn rats,"

Demps muttered to himself, then raised his head and looked forward, looking at the tall and dense woods full of rejuvenation, but the view of the emerald people did not make his mood better, but gradually became irritable, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn dragons, damn Normans, damn the Empire, damn old Dick......"

Looking farther, Demps could be seen sitting in a two-rider carriage in a queue.

This line of queues is not too long, the front and back add up to a total of less than a hundred people, including seven or eight carriages, more than a dozen horses, and the horses are all soldiers wearing armor, but their armor looks a little shabby, either there is no leg armor, or the cuirass is full of rust, or it is simply a strange shape with one arm and one arm is smooth, full of miscellaneous troops.

With the exception of a few of these horseback and chariot riders, most of the rest of the group walked on the ground and followed briskly, and they could be divided into two categories based on their clothing. Although the clothes are shabby, but at least they are neat, and they often carry a big package on their bodies, or they use simple homemade small carriages to drag some things to walk, this kind of people account for the majority, and the other type of people are more pitiful, the clothes on their bodies are torn, there is no complete clothes, and the things they carry on their backs are more than the first type of people, and this kind of people account for a minority, and there are about a dozen of them in total.

Looking back at the carriage, you can see that there is another person in the same carriage as Demps, a woman.

Compared with the fat and short Demps, this woman sat there almost flush with her head and looked much better.

After hearing Demps's chattering complaints, she looked down and saw the hole in Demps's clothes, and comforted: "It's just a small hole, I'll just sew it." ”

Hearing the woman's comfort, Demps's complaint finally stopped, and he reached out to grab the woman's hand, and said nothing, his eyes gradually calmed down. It's just that after he looked ahead, he saw the desolate scene in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help but become impatient again, and he muttered to himself: "I really don't know if it's right or wrong to move my family to Siam this time, I heard that it's very chaotic there...... If I really don't have a way, I really don't want to ......."

Speaking of this, Demps couldn't help but curse again: "Damn the dragons, damn Normans, damn the Empire, damn old Dick, damn Randall, damn Cynthia!"

Compared with before, he added two more names to his scolding this time, and as soon as he heard these two names, the woman next to him immediately changed her expression, subconsciously looked left and right, stretched out her hand, and covered Demps's mouth.

Demps pulled the woman's hand away and said, "What are you afraid of, they can't protect themselves now!, and we're about to go to Siam, can they care what I say?!"

The woman was very timid, and whispered: "It's better to always be careful, won't you go back for the rest of your life?"

This sentence aroused Demps's reverie, his eyes were stunned for a while, and he laughed miserably: "The dragon clan has returned to the mainland, this time I am afraid that it will not be able to go back, and we are going to Siam, even if the kingdom can really drive the dragon clan out again like a thousand years ago, we don't know if we can survive until then." ”

Hearing Demps's words, the woman didn't know what to say for a while, so she could only comfort: "If you want to open up a little, things will always turn around, maybe it won't be long before the kingdom can drive the dragon clan away?" But looking at her expression, it was obvious that she didn't believe this sentence herself.

If the kingdom could drive the dragons out of the country so easily, why would they need to leave everything behind, not even the title of nobleman, and run to the fabled chaos of the land?

The two fell silent for a moment, but the sad atmosphere did not linger for long, and Demps soon laughed, and said bitterly, "Actually, it's not without benefit now, at least we can keep slaves, right?" he said, waving his big hand and making a half-circle, passing over the poorest of the poorly dressed people on the left side of the line.

"Seventeen slaves, something that even the most heroic grandfather in the history of my family has failed to do!"

The woman didn't know what to say, so she could only nod. However, there was a hint of unbearability in the eyes she inadvertently swept over the slaves, and it was clear that this pampered noble lady was not too accustomed to this social hierarchy that had been cut off for a long time.

It was just right, and it was a coincidence, the two of them were talking about these slaves, and a thin and ragged male slave in the back row of the team walked and suddenly shook his body, and after not shaking twice, he rushed down and fell to the ground, and the things he was carrying also fell and scattered all over the ground, blocking the path of the people behind.

Suddenly, there was such an accident, and the second half of the team stopped at once, and the first half of the team was stopped in time after a short distance.

"What's wrong, what's wrong!"

Demps climbed out of the carriage and hurried this way.

The place of the incident was already surrounded by several servants, and there were two knights standing next to them who had dismounted from their horses to maintain discipline in case something unexpected happened, and Mr. Harvey, the butler of Temples, was in charge of the overall situation.

People along the way saw Demps coming, and they all moved out of the way so that Demps could get inside without any problems.

When Demps went inside, he found the slave who had fallen to the ground.

He had been turned from lying on his stomach facing the ground to lying on his back, and he could clearly see that there was a blood stain on his forehead, and it was slowly oozing blood, and where he had just fallen, there were several stones on the ground soaked in red blood.

As for the things scattered on the ground, there were already slaves cleaning up, and they were almost cleaned up.

"The slave broke his head. ”

Mr. Harvey, who had reached middle age and had a clean gentleman's beard, briefly briefed Demps about the situation, and finally asked: "What should I do, sir? He has been in a coma, and he will not wake up at all, and if you take him away, you can only find a carriage to carry him." ”

Demps's brow furrowed when he heard that he was looking for a carriage to carry this guy, and then he frowned even more when he saw the dirty appearance of this guy. He thought about it for a while, then waved his hand one last time, "Throw it away." ”

Although this slave is his private property, it is a pity to lose it like this, but this guy is now unconscious and injured, and he doesn't know if he can wake up, and not only can he not work, but also waste precious horsepower resources, which is really not cost-effective, so he still loses it.

When Harvey heard this, he replied, "Yes." "Command the man to throw this guy to the side of the road, not to get in the way, but there is a whisper among the slaves who are surrounding him.

"He's not dead yet!"

"At least help him bandage his wounds, too. ”

"Alas...... "..

......

Those slaves not only spoke, but their eyes were also full of sorrow for the death of rabbits and foxes, and it was obvious that these poor people, who were originally commoners, were not quite adapted to the system of slavery, which had long since disappeared from people's daily lives, and they still looked at things habitually from the perspective of commoners. However, because they were from the perspective of civilians, no one dared to really stand up and make such a bold proposal to save this slave, but the mere discussion already made Demps very dissatisfied.

"Do you want to be thrown with him, too?"

Demps shouted, and looked over one by one majestically, and the slaves who came into contact with his eyes all subconsciously lowered their heads, not daring to look at him, and all of them were silent, for fear that one would be accidentally thrown into this uninhabited wilderness.

Being a slave is a bit miserable, but it's better than being alone in the wild and being eaten by wild animals.

After Demps looked around again, he saw the slaves around him trembling under his eyes, and his heart was very happy, and after rolling his eyes, he said very proudly: "You want to save him? If any of you are willing to carry him all the way, then save it!"

As soon as these words came out, the slaves fell silent.

Since being captured as slaves by Temples, these people have not eaten much, they have never eaten enough, and it is difficult to even be half-full, and they have to work as oxen, horses, and carry heavy loads every day, which is too hard.

Now, if they want to save him, not only will they have to carry heavy loads, but they will also have to add this slave, which will be even more painful, and it may not take half a day for them to fall to the ground and break their heads like this slave, and then be thrown out of the convoy. Under Mingzhe's protection, naturally no one will open his mouth to intercede and cause trouble.

Seeing that no one answered, Demps was about to order this guy to be thrown again, but at this moment, a voice came from the surrounding crowd.

"I'll come. ”

Demps followed the prestige, and the people around him retreated like a tide, giving way to the one who spoke up.

It was a very tall man, dirty and sloppy, with thick hair and a stubbed beard, clumped together, looking like a wild man, and his clothes were tattered, only better than strips of cloth.

It is said that the muscles on such a large person should not be too bad, but this person has no muscles on his body - looking through the holes around his tattered clothes, you can see that although he is not too fat, he is full of loose fat. Still, he suffered the loss of his stature, carrying the largest chest of all the slaves, even larger than most of the boxes tied to the wagons, and the size of most of his body, and judging by the rope that had been clung to his shoulders and sunk into his skin, it was evident that it was not only large, but also very heavy.

"You?"

Demps had some impression of the man.

This was one of the men he had met on his way to Siam, with another woman of equal height, both of whom were very dirty and walking slowly by the side of the road. He took a fancy to the other party's figures, which were supposed to be very capable of work, so he naturally adopted them as his own slaves - these two guys had no right to say "no" in front of the knights' bright weapons.

In troubled times, everything is so easy, and most of the seventeen slaves of Demps came here this way.

Demps looked at the slave twice, thought for a moment, and finally nodded, "Okay, here you go." ”

In Demps's eyes, slaves are also graded, this tall man is undoubtedly a very high-quality kind, and he really doesn't want the other party to suffer for no reason, or even "break" this slave. But since this guy really dares to stand up, then he really has to give this guy a hard time, and by the way, let the other slaves see that this guy is not so good.

With Demps' permission, the tall man unloaded the chest from his back, put it on the ground, picked it up again, carried it to his chest, and finally, with the help of the other slaves, carried the unconscious slave on his back.

But that doesn't stop there.

"Carry those things on your back, too!"

Demps was gone, and now it was Harvey, the butler, giving the order, and as he spoke, he pointed to the large package that had been scattered on the ground and had now been packed.

Although the big package was not as big as this tall huge box, the weight was obviously not light, and the other slaves were very unbearable when they heard this, but they also understood what they should do as slaves in the past few days, and finally had to follow Harvey's order to help tie the big package to the unconscious slave again.

There is a big box in front, and a person in the back adds a big package, these weights add together, even if this tall person is tall, he can't bear it, and his waist can't help but sink, and then he slowly straightens up, straightens his waist, but fine sweat droplets have oozed from his forehead.

"Let's go!"

After packing up everything, the butler Harvey shouted, and after giving an order, the team restarted and continued to move forward.

The tall man was in the middle of the line, kick after kick, hard but steady step forward.

His body shook from time to time, looking like he was about to fall at any moment, but he didn't fall after all, which made the few people around him who had not been slaves for a long time and not yet completely numb to this miserable life look quite worried. But they could only see the burden that was pressing on the tall man, but they could not see the mental torture inflicted on the tall man.

“...... The superego tends to take a position against the id, and it encompasses the ideas that we think are right, as well as the punishment we expect when we violate our own moral code, such as the one you are doing. ”

The sound was audible only to the tallest ones.