Germund hurriedly whispered to the captives to prevent them from making a louder noise.

"Food! this is food!" a farmer whispered excitedly to Kersmound, gesturing to an open bag in his hand.

It turned out that the flax bags piled up in this gloomy cabin were all Nord-style cheese bread, meat pies, and other foods that were considered Nord specialties, apparently also transported from the nest to the Živa with the captives.

The captives, who had been hungry for an unknown number of days, devoured the food in desperation. Of course, Kersmed didn't stop them, and he couldn't stop them at all, but he could only remind them to be quiet while they gobbled up, or to share the deliciousness of the food with them.

In addition, by the light of the candles, the captives discovered a dozen barrels piled up in the corner opposite the hatch, which were undoubtedly filled with the wine that the sailor had tried to steal. The wine then became a free drink for the captives.

At that time, after entering the cabin in the dark, Kersmund moved directly to the side, of course, not realizing that there were so many barrels of wine piled up in the corner opposite the hatch. And when Ksmerd slept in the most secluded corner of the cabin, there were more than one time when people came in from outside the cabin to get wine and food, but those people went straight through the hatch, and after taking the wine and food, they would not stay in this dark cabin for long, and went straight out again, plus there were many large boxes to cover it, so that those people would not find that there was anyone else in this cabin. At the same time, the men seemed to be afraid of waking up the sleeping captives, and they came softly and went quietly, without alarming the sleeping Ksmerd.

After eating half a piece of cheese bread and taking a large sip of ale, Kersmund took one of the candlesticks and came to the three men lying in a row. The three guys had already woken up, but they had no choice but to have their hands and feet tied, and their mouths were stuffed with cloth, so they could only lie down honestly and quietly. Upon discovering that Kersmer had come to their side, the three guys all looked at Kersmer with frightened eyes.

After putting the candlestick in his hand aside, Kersmoud put the short knife in his right hand on Bruce's neck, then removed the cloth from his mouth with his left hand, and said in a low voice: "You are the last of the three to be stunned by me, and I think you should know me better than the two of them, so I believe that the next few questions I ask you, you will also answer more truthfully and truthfully than they do, don't you?"

"Yes...... Yes!" Bruce swallowed quickly, then replied with a trembling voice, "If you have any questions, just ask, I'll ...... If I knew, I would have answered truthfully, word for word!"

"How long have we been at sea?" asked Kersmound.

"Counting today, it's eight days and nine nights!" Bruce replied after thinking for a moment.

"What did you give them to sleep for so long?"

"It's Mr. Bartlet's Eternal Dreamland, which will make these captives as quiet as if they were dead, and won't make any noise or cause any trouble during our escorts, and will save us a lot of money on food!"

"Hmph! It looks like you're going to be disappointed this time! Not only have they eaten up your food, but they're going to cause you a big problem in a minute! Who are you? How dare you collude with the pirates so lawlessly and trade innocent civilians as slaves. Aren't you afraid that your sins will be discovered by the lords and they will kill you all?" said Kirsmud angrily.

"I ...... I'm just a minor player with the lowest status, only responsible for escorting prisoners and earning my share of the dinar, and I don't know anything else, let alone care, like a small soldier in the other six countries of Calradia who is at the disposal of his superiors. ”

When Minder heard the second half of Bruce's words, he couldn't help but be taken aback, and asked, "The other six countries of Calradia? Aren't there only six countries on the continent of Calradia? ”

"Yes, I'm a Nord, but I'm just a civilian in Nord on the surface, and in reality, I don't belong to the Nord Kingdom, I belong to the Stygian Slavers of the Eternal Night. Our Eternal Night Alliance is the seventh nation on the Calradia Path, but we are still hiding in the dark and waiting for the right time, and we are not in the public eye like the other six nations, but our Eternal Night Alliance is strong enough to compete with any of the other six nations on Calradia. ”

Bruce paused, then continued: "Our leader is the Uncrowned King, who has temporarily hidden his strength under the hypocritical and corrupt light of the world, and soon, he will be able to lead our Eternal Night to unite and attack with all our might, sweep through the Six Kingdoms, end this chaotic era, unify the continent of Calradia, and destroy all the old order, and build our paradise on your graves or ruins!" The more Bruce spoke, the more agitated and mysterious he became, and the latter seemed to be repeating some long-known manifesto, while his eyes, which spewed a feverish light, were trying to open wide, and his face, which had taken on an excited and strange expression, had been distorted and hideous.

When Mindmort heard Bruce's words, saw his eyes and expression, and couldn't help but think of the person who had made a great impression on him in his childhood.

The man was a nun named Rena, who had been in a convent with Ksmeer, who was young and beautiful at the time, and who had been an angelic being in Ksmead's heart, but one day when Ksmeer was ten years old, the nun, who was only sixteen years old at the time, suddenly went mad, as if possessed by a demon, and ran around the monastery and made a great noise, causing a great commotion.

At that time, although he was only ten years old, he was already very bold, and Marit often told him all kinds of terrible things like demons, ghosts, and monsters, but she never frightened him. For he firmly believed that even if those demons and monsters did exist, they were far away from him, and that living in this monastery was directly protected by God, and that demons and monsters would not be able to appear beside him.

However, when Minded saw the mad nun, he felt frightened, and an inexplicable sense of fear arose in his heart. He involuntarily hid behind Marit's back, as if he was terrified that Rena would suddenly attack him. The morning before, when Minded had gone to church, he had met Rena who had just come out of the church. Rena nodded and smiled at him, as gentle and kind as ever, really like an angel, making Kersmod feel warm and beautiful.

However, only one day later, this angelic nun suddenly became like this, her face was hideously distorted, her eyes were fanatical, and her mouth was like chanting a spell and constantly cursing God in all kinds of vicious language—the being she had always believed in and worshipped, and even chanted the name of Satan the Devil, as if she had adopted Satan as her new faith, and uttered many crazy words. One of them struck Kersmod and still remembers it - Satan, Satan, please bring destruction on this world and rebuild our homeland, when I will follow you for eternity and have my new life.

The young Sensed believed that it was Satan the Devil, the culprit, who had caused Rena, who had always been an angel in his mind, to fall into such a crazy depravity, which made Sensed feel incredulous and terrified. Marit noticed his uneasiness, and comforted him, saying, "Do not be afraid, child, she is not the devil, nor is the devil who made her what she is, but that her own faith is not strong enough to withstand wavering, or that the original intention of her faith is wrong, and it was wrong from the beginning! Alas, she is also a poor child!"

However, at that time, Marit was still a nagging old nun in the eyes of Mindmer, and he had always almost taken her words as wind in his ears, and the sudden madness of Rena hit Minder was so great that some of his ideas almost collapsed, and made him immersed in fear and anxiety for a long time, so Martit's comfort to him at that time did not work at all.

After Rena was taken away by several soldiers, Kersmund never saw her again. Later, after overhearing the gossip of several nuns, Korsmod finally learns the reason why Rena is crazy.

It turned out that Rena was diagnosed with leprosy when she was fourteen years old, and this disease was a terminal disease in Calradia at this time, and there was no cure, and even if it could be cured, it would have to pay a high price, and Rena, who came from a poor family, could never afford such an expense.

Rena was sent to a convent by her family and became a nun, and Rena, who had already understood her fate, pinned her last hope in God for this life, sincerely believed in and worshiped God, and hoped that he would be able to rid herself of diseases. However, after two years of peace, Rena's leprosy finally began to flare up one night - she found that the skin on her face began to fester, which caused him to break down in an instant.

She finally understood that God could not save him at all, and no matter how devout she believed and worshipped God, no matter how much she prayed, it was useless. And so overnight, Rena's faith changed so dramatically that she completely lost her mind and fell into a mad depravity......

Bruce's words and deeds reminded Mindmond of the crazy Rena, and a sense of fear and uneasiness arose in his heart. He took a deep breath, resisting the influence of negative emotions, pressed the side of the blade of the dagger against Bruce's neck, and continued to ask coldly, "The Eternal Night Alliance? It's not a good thing to hear it! You dare to call yourself the Seventh Kingdom of Calradia, how arrogant is it! Who is your leader? And you, the Eternal Night Alliance, what other organization is there besides the Stygian Slavers you just mentioned?"

Fear of death can sometimes change a person's beliefs, and sometimes blind faith can make people forget about death. At this time, Bruce, who seemed to be the latter, was held to the neck by Kersmer with a short knife, but still immersed in the fanatical worship and fantasy aroused by what he had just said, and did not seem to feel the slightest fear, and replied with pride: "Our leader is not a man, but a god-like being, and I have not seen him, just as you have not seen your God!" I don't know what our Eternal Night Alliance has other than the Stygian Slavers, but I don't need to know, I just need to know that our Eternal Night Alliance will one day unify Calradia, and our leader will one day be crowned the sole king of Calradia, and that's enough! And you people can't stop us from uniting the eternal night at all, if you don't wake up sooner, you can only wait for death!"

Sensed let out a sneer and said, "Hmph, yes, I may not be able to stop you from uniting the Calradia continent with the Eternal Night, but your life is now in my hands, I can at least kill you before you are unified, I see how you can witness and rejoice!"

Hearing this from Kersmerd, Bruce shuddered, and immediately came to his senses from his fanatical adoration and fantasies, and looked at Korsmerd again with fearful eyes, his voice trembled again, and he said inarticulately, "You...... Don't kill me! You can do whatever you want me to do, you and I can do anything, don't kill me!"

"How many of you are still on this ship, are you all armed?" asked Kersmurd.

Bruce replied, "We have twenty-three other men on this boat, including our boss, each with a knife with him. ”

"How do they compare to you, and what are they doing now?"

"They're probably all huddled together on the bow deck now, blowing the sea breeze, drinking and gambling! Except for our boss, everyone else is like me, and they will punch and kick their swords a few times, far from being your match. But our boss is different, he served in the Nord army when he was young, he has been on the battlefield for a long time, and after retiring from the army, he has been working hard for so many years, you ...... You're probably no match for him!"

"Whether it's his opponent or not, I'll know if I've beaten him!, not you!" Eyemold finished speaking, and without waiting for Bruce to answer, he shoved the ball of cloth back into Bruce's mouth.

Then, Kersmund took the ball of cloth from Bill's mouth and said, "Do you have anything to add to me for your little life?"

Bill said excitedly: "This ship is about to arrive in Riwacheze! Our men are already waiting to meet us at the port of Riwacheze, and don't underestimate the power of our Stygian Slavers in Riwacheze! I advise you to release us quickly, and then obediently return to the box, and do not resist uselessly, this can at least save your lives!"

"Hmph, then your Stygian Slavers will be waiting in the harbor of Živāqart, and we will take possession of the ship before it reaches Živāqtze, and then sail the ship back to Ōcheze!" Before he could finish speaking, Kersmed shoved the cloth back into Bill's mouth, then stood up, turned to the group of captives who had basically eaten and drunk, and said, "Did you all hear that? If we want to regain our freedom, we must take it down before it arrives at the Živa and sail back to Wocheze, or go somewhere, not the Živa anyway. Our enemy still has twenty-three men, and certainly not counting the captain and sailors of this ship, but hopefully they will be on our side, if not if not, at least not to help our enemies. And what we have to do is to defeat our enemies and occupy this ship in order to set us free!"

"Let's go out and fight them now!", "Let's kill those beasts together!"...... The captives shouted, but they all kept their voices down, not daring to alarm the fellows first.

Kersmer looked at the eager eyes of the captives at him, listened to their impassioned words, and felt some invisible but uplifting power emanating from them, quickly condensing with himself as the central point. His heart began to beat faster, his blood began to boil, an unprecedented excitement that stirred through his consciousness. He, Minder, is about to lead one group of people to defeat another. For the battle to come, Kosmund had to face not only as a lone fighter as he was accustomed to, but also as a leader in a group of men - something he had never experienced before.

Although the group of captives he led were all unarmed civilians, they were far inferior to thugs like Bruce and Bill in terms of physical condition, psychological quality, and equipment. Almost none of these captives, with the exception of a few of them, had received combat training. Their only advantage over the enemy seems to be in terms of numbers. However, when all other conditions are far inferior to the enemy, more people does not necessarily mean that a greater advantage will be formed, and sometimes, it will become a drag and create another disadvantage, which is also the meaning of the elite strategy.

In the eyes of Ksmerd, numerical superiority was not the only advantage of the captives, but he also saw another advantage in the captives, and that was their determination—the hatred of the slave traders and the desire for freedom, which gave the captives a great determination to fight the enemy to the death. It was this shared determination that allowed the captives to unite as an army with high morale and to fight their enemies bravely.

"Come! let's take them by surprise and take them by surprise! If only we can take them all down and take control of this ship, we will be free!" shouted Kersmund excitedly, not loud but powerful enough for every captive in the cabin to hear.

The captives complied, and then followed Ksmerd and quickly moved out of the cabin.

It was close to dusk, and the sun was sinking in the west, and it seemed that it would soon set in the western sea. On the deck of the bow of the ship, more than two dozen men were gathered in a group, bathed in the light of the setting sun, blowing in the sea breeze, drinking and gambling to their heart's content. Laughter and laughter continued to flow from among them, and went away with the sea breeze that continued to blow.

Suddenly, a group of men rushed out of the cabin, and a young man, following the blow of the sea breeze, rushed straight to the side of the group of men with a speed that seemed to surpass the sea breeze, and before the men could react, he threw a punch and smashed it on the head of one of the men, knocking him to the ground.

The boy was none other than Ksmurd, and he had left the two short knives he had taken from Bruce and Bill, and the short sticks he had received from the sailor, to the use of the three caravan guards who had been trained in combat, and he himself was the vanguard of the attack with his bare hands. He was followed by a group of captives who were shouting loudly, and a tidal wave poured into the place of the slave traders.

By the time the group of slavers reacted and hurried to meet the enemy, three of them had already been knocked to the ground by Ksmerd and the group of captives he led, unable to get up.

Before the slavers could react, Kersmund knocked out two slavers in quick succession with a lightning strike. Then, just as he was about to strike at the third slaver, a figure approached him to the right and slashed at him. Hearing the sound of a blade breaking through the air, Kersmurd quickly dodged the guy's sneak attack, and immediately turned to look at the guy who had deliberately attacked him from behind.