"Is this really a headwind?"

Hodge couldn't believe his eyes, although he had never been to Downwind, but as one of the few port cities in the north, and had two shipping lanes to Thran City and the "Free Capital" Oberell, plus Tailwind Harbor itself was a city-state inhabited by several famous slave owners on the mainland, if not as prosperous as Thrand and Oborell, at least it would not be much different.

But now?

The streets have not been cleaned for many days, dust, gravel, weeds, cloth scraps and other waste can be seen everywhere, among the ruined buildings, you can still see large areas of dark red blood stains, the smell of dust in the air and the pungent smell of thick fish, silently indicating what happened here.

"How did the enmity between slaves and slave owners intensify to such an extent?"

Hodge was in a state of flux, and although he had learned part of the situation in Stormhaven from the captain's chatter before the cold spell at Stone Castle arrived, he knew that there seemed to be "several" slave owners dead here, but only a few.

It's not surprising that where there is oppression, there will be revolt, but it's strange that one or two incidents of slave raids on their owners can continue to have an impact on a city.

King of Slaves...... It should be the Sajisan in the mouth of the dozen or so slaves at the city gate, what kind of person can awaken the blood in the bone marrow of a group of weak lambs, and dare to wave his hooves and claws at the wolves?

........................

Walking several streets in the headwind, the atmosphere of depression was exuded, and the shops on either sides had either been smashed and ransacked or locked with iron locks, and the owners of these shops had not been back for at least two weeks, judging by the size of the dust and cobwebs on the doorknobs.

"It's too messy. ”

Hodge shook his head, thinking of the scene he had seen on the street before, two soldiers from Downwind Harbor were chasing the fleeing rebel slaves in the alleyway, but unexpectedly stepped into the area that was already full of ambushes, and the soldiers were shot directly into hedgehogs, and died no longer to die.

As they passed, several young slaves were working in unison, peeling off the armor from the two corpses, cutting off their heads and lifebones, strung them with slender sticks and propped them up at the intersection of the lanes, and cheered and wrapped a piece of cloth around the sticks, on which words such as "judgment" and "guilty" were faintly written.

They were not attacked, but as they passed by, the leading slaves preached at pedestrians like them with fanatical eyes, shouting for the abolition of slavery, the killing of slave owners, or something.

Hodge was not interested and was not prepared to participate.

In the same way, they also saw how the guards of the town hall brutally executed captured slaves in public in an attempt to deter others.

Crazy people on both sides.

Hodge thought to himself that as long as they didn't take sides, didn't get involved with any party, and were in a neutral situation, then they would be absolutely safe.

"I'm going to have to take this neck ring off your neck. ”

He pointed to the collar that held Sylvie's neck hidden in the collar of her hood, which was by far their most obvious weakness, and if the town hall found out that he was sheltering a defected slave, his neutral security position would be lost.

To make matters worse, it is likely that the slaves will also see themselves as accomplices of the slave owners, trying to kill themselves under the banner of rescuing Sylvie and embezzling their money and sisters.

Never underestimate the madness of fanatics, they simply have no reason to speak of.

Sylvie had to get rid of this nuisance thing around her neck, it was like a ticking time bomb that was in danger of being detonated at any moment.

But Hodge didn't know how to pick locks at all, and he looked at Daphne and tried to ask for advice.

Devany looked thoughtful, thought for a moment, and shook her head slightly.

"Even if I can control the flames, the temperature of the melted steel will inevitably have a serious impact on the body, and the scar is secondary, but if I don't clean up the melted steel in time, it may even be life-threatening, which is too risky. ”

Hodge looked at Hera again, if he remembered correctly, Hera's controllable "sound blade" had extremely strong cutting powers, and if he used the sound blade to cut steel, it might be able to solve Sylvie's problem.

Hera took out the small notebook she had with her from the liner and conveyed what she wanted to convey to Hodge.

"I...... It can't be ...... yet Very well controlled...... Ability"

Well, the three paths of unlocking, fuseing, and cutting don't seem to work, Hodge sighed silently.

"???Why don't you ask me?" Sylvie made a "good-natured" expression when she noticed that Hodge had skipped her during the questioning.

"You?"

Hodge said, "Can you solve the problem of the neck ring?"

In fact, what he wanted to say was that if you could solve it, wouldn't you have taken off the neck ring a long time ago, would it be so troublesome?

"Have you forgotten my profession?"

Sylvie craned her little neck proudly, as if she was proud of her experience in Ironforge City.

"You mean—pickpockets?"

"No, that's a terrible title, and I prefer to call myself a 'porter of money bags.'" ”

Sylvie was quite concerned about the difference in titles, and only got to the point after correcting it: "In that case, have you ever seen a "money bag porter" who can't pick locks?"

"Then how did you get this neck ring on until now?"

Hodge didn't think he was despising women, but the tinkling bell on Sylvie's neck ring when she said this made her words rather unconvincing.

"Stupid. Because there is no mirror, this lock is troublesome enough, if it is still a blind solution, I really can't do it, but after having a vision, it is a different matter, I already have the iron bar of the warped lock, and now all that is missing is a smooth mirror. ”

Sylvie rolled her eyes: "When I first touched Hera's room, what I wanted to find was a mirror, who would have thought that there were no mirrors in dozens of rooms in such a large cabin, otherwise I would have gotten rid of this thing a long time ago, it was so tight that I couldn't breathe when I slept." ”

"Okay, but before we can find a hotel where people can stay, or we won't even have a place to stay, let alone a mirror. ”

Hodge stared at the bleak ruins ahead, forgetting to pay attention behind him.

A strong voice sounded behind them.

"Stop!"

Hodge turned back and saw two muscular soldiers with slender lancet knives, looking at them suspiciously.

"Come here, you four. ”

The soldier shouted, "This is a temporary inspection. ”

Hodge was already troubled by not being able to find a hotel, and now he was more uncomfortable eating Tehira poop worms.

Just dodged once, and you're here again?