What appeared in the wooden box was nothing else, but people.

Two Nord men and one Nord woman, judging by their dress, the two Nord men looked like farmers, and the Nord woman looked like peasant women. They all closed their eyes as if they were in a deep sleep, and a pleasant and strange expression appeared on their faces.

The light that came from the candlestick in Bruce's hand was dim and dim, but it was enough to make out the contents of the box. It turns out that the wooden box, which is about two feet high, has a very special structure: there is a wooden plank that divides the box into two parts, so that there are two separate spaces in one box. The space above the chest takes up about one-third of the chest's space, and the space below the chest takes up about two-thirds of the chest's space.

Unlike normal boxes, which are covered with a layer of wood and can be opened from the top, the difference is that the bottom two-thirds of one side of the box can also be opened like a door, but with a slightly more unusual touch. In addition, the surface of these chests is dyed black, and the special door is hidden under the cover of black.

In this way, people with ulterior motives only need to pile up sundries such as stone and wood carvings in the space above the top one-third of this kind of box, and at the same time load some non-dark trading goods, such as people, in the space under the two-thirds of the box, and then let the inspectors habitually open the box from the top when they are unpacked, and then let the inspectors find a pile of stone and wood carvings and other miscellaneous items, so as to allow these boxes to pass through the customs in a foolish way.

The secret door on the side of the box fits seamlessly with the box frame, without any flaws, coupled with the black surface cover, laymen, including inspectors, can not find anything wrong at all, only a few people who know about it can know the existence of this secret door, and use special techniques to open it. The inspector who doesn't know the inside story will at most ask: Why are these boxes black? And the answer of the owners of these boxes is often: Woche is a dye shop owner who spent a lot of dinar to advertise his high-quality dye, and many of the items in Woche Ze are dyed with his dye, and our boxes are one of them, of course, they can also be dyed white, or other colors, not necessarily black, so next time you may ask why these boxes are white.

Two-thirds of the space under these boxes was filled with people, and the owners of these boxes, apparently slave traders, used these special boxes to carry the captives, and transported them from the nest to the Riwa cha. And Ksmerd "boarded the thief ship" without knowing it, and he originally wanted to go to Sagos, but was taken by the ship to Zhivacheze.

The slave trade was common on the continent of Calradia, especially in times of war, which can be described as prevalent, and even princes, nobles, lords and officials would get involved in extraordinary times. However, in times of peace, although the princes, nobles, and lords and officials turned a blind eye to the slave trade that was petty in their own country, they resolutely cracked down on the large-scale slave trade or the slave trade carried out across borders. Because large-scale slave trade or transnational slave trade will have an impact on the country's tax revenue, public security, etc., leading to unpredictable consequences.

At this time, both the Nord Kingdom and the Virginia Kingdom were in a period of peace, and the slave traders on this ship, transporting this large number of Nords to Virginia for sale, were engaged in a large-scale slave trade of a transnational nature, and they would definitely be strictly investigated and cracked down. Therefore, they resorted to special methods of transporting prisoners.

First, they hired a reputable cargo ship in Sagos, where they bought a batch of linen at a low price, as was customary, and then shipped it to the wagon and sold it all. All this is to hide people's eyes. It was only then that they began to move their real cargo to the ship and transport it to Riwacheze. They were able to trick the inspection and were able to carry the captives aboard, relying on a special potion in addition to these special crates.

The potion, called Eternal Dreams, allows the user to quickly enter a state similar to that of dormancy, while at the same time providing a certain amount of nutrients necessary for life-sustaining activities. The captives were forced to consume enough of Eternal Dreamland before they were loaded into these crates. After that, they all went into hibernation. When a person is in a dormant state, the breathing and heart rate will slow down, the body temperature will decrease, the metabolism and energy consumption will be greatly reduced, in short, all life activities will be reduced to a minimum, relying only on the substances stored in the body to maintain life. Coupled with the nutrients carried by the eternal dreamland, those captives who fell into a dormant state could maintain their lives for at least ten days without dying, even if they did not eat or drink. It's just that this medicine has a great damage to people's lifespan, and although it will not cause the death of the user, it can bring the user closer to death.

The man who created that particular chest was a mysterious carpenter named Pipano, who was not well known despite his mastery of the craft. And the man who developed the eternal dreamland was the opposite, a very famous doctor in the Nord kingdom named Bartlet. Dr. Bartlet studied at the Royal Military Academy of Saagos, where he studied military chemistry and medicine. When he was about to graduate and soon be able to accept the job assignment, he resolutely chose to drop out of school for unknown reasons. After disappearing for a few years, he suddenly became famous, for he cured many seriously ill or seriously injured people who had been considered hopeless by other doctors but to die, but were single-handedly cured by Dr. Bartlet. Over the years, countless people have been treated by Batlet, which has made Batlet a famous miracle doctor in the Nord Kingdom and even the entire Calradia continent. However, what outsiders would never have imagined was that behind the beautiful image of saving lives and helping the wounded, Bartlet would actually help the slave traders to develop the terrible potion of Eternal Dreamland, so as to sell batches of innocent captives across the world in order to make huge profits. The world is really dark, and people's hearts are unpredictable.

When he saw the person in the box, he was so shocked that his heart suddenly accelerated and his breathing became rapid. But despite this, he tried his best to remain calm and calm, and did not make a sound to alarm the two men. However, the sailor beside him did not have such a good psychological quality, and when he saw the person in the box, he couldn't help but exclaim. By the time Kersmoud tried to stop it, it was too late.

"Who?" asked the man named Bruce, who was holding the candlestick in his hand, and after his whole body shook, he turned around first, followed the voice and looked at the corner where Kersmurd and the sailor were hiding, and asked in surprise.

Bill, who was crouching in front of the box, was also startled, then immediately stood up, turned around, and asked, "Who is hiding there?"

"Help!" the sailor shouted urgently, "I...... I am a sailor of this ship, named Cold, and you must have seen me as I have seen you...... I didn't mean to hide here...... Yes, I ...... I was beaten down by this kid who sneaked on the boat, and then I was held hostage here, this kid is very powerful, I can't beat him......!

Before the sailor named Cord could finish his sentence, he was knocked unconscious, and the man who stunned him was Kirsmer, who was beside him. Cord didn't expect Kosmer to make such a quick and crisp move, and although he was already on guard against Kosmer, he was elbowed to the back of the head by Kosmer, and before he could even react to what was happening, he lost consciousness.

Kersmod also didn't expect that this sailor would be so cowardly, incompetent and brazen in order to save his life, and he talked a bunch of shameless nonsense. Enraged, he elbowed Cord on the back of the head, whether he was dead or alive. Moreover, even if Eksmerd doesn't make a move, this despicable sailor may pretend to be knocked down by Kersmer, and then lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, let things develop naturally, and let the world have nothing to do with him. Kosmerd's shot may have been as he wished.

"Who are you, brat, when did you come to our ship?" asked Bruce warily toward Kersmound.

Kersmund did not reply, and his right hand quietly took the short stick from Cord's waist and held it tightly in his hand.

"Are you mute?why don't you speak?What the hell are you doing here?" asked Bruce as he placed the candlestick on a nearby box, pulled a short knife from his waist and held it in his hand, continuing to stare at Mindmond, while Bill behind him quietly moved a step towards the hatch, turning his head sideways, ready to shout, apparently trying to call more companions.

Grim was in a dangerous situation, and unless he could knock both of them out at once, the consequences would be dire if he was slightly hindered and one of them shouted.

; At the same time that Bill was turning his head to the side, the short stick in Kersmurd's right hand had been thrown out by him with great force. The next moment the stick was thrown, Ksmerd, who jumped out of his body, flew in front of Bruce like a cheetah that had been lurking in the shadows for a long time.

Throwing is a Nord's mastery, and Kosmerd is certainly good at it. His throwing skills, while not as good as his hand-to-hand combat skills, are not ordinary. Whether it was hand-to-hand combat or armed combat, Marit taught him in detail. In addition to teaching her on the use of several hand-to-hand combat weapons, Marit also taught Sensed how to throw. From the summer of his age of fourteen to the winter of his fifteenth year, more than a year of continuous training, Kosmod spent more than a month training on his throwing skills.

I saw that the short stick that was thrown by Kersmed was straight towards Bill, who was about to call someone over. He had barely opened his mouth, and before he could make a sound, he was smashed on his brain by one end of the short stick, which made him lose consciousness immediately after feeling a sharp shock in his head. He didn't expect Kosmod to come at all, and he was really caught off guard, although he had already sensed a shadow coming at him out of the corner of his eye, but the speed of the short stick was too fast for him to react, and he had to honestly take the blow.

While Bill was stunned by Ekmerd's short stick, Kersmer had already fought Bruce with his bare hands.

Bruce was distracted when he saw Kersmund throw his baton, and then he was even more terrified when he heard the sound of his companion Bill falling to the ground after being knocked unconscious. He was so good that he could barely dodge when he was attacked by Ksmord, and he counterattacked with the short knife in his hand, trying to slash at Ksmerd, but before he could swing the knife, he felt a numbness in his right hand, and he could no longer hold the short knife. It turned out that Kosmerd had struck him in the right hand and snatched his dagger away.

Close to the body, shot, grabbing the knife, it took less than five seconds for Xmerd to complete this series of actions, which is enough for an average person to complete a breath under normal circumstances, which is as fast as lightning.

As Bruce was desperate to scream, Sensed slammed his palm into the neck, knocking him unconscious.

After knocking all three men unconscious, Eksmerd first ran alertly to the hatch, then pressed his head against the hatch, listened intently for a while, and after making sure that there was no movement outside, he went to the open box, and by the light of the candle, began to pat a peasant on the shoulder, and whispered to him to wake him from his dormant state. It took several seconds for Kersmed to pat and call for seconds before the farmer opened his sleepy eyes.

The farmer woke up from his sleep, saw Ksmerd for the first time, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation, but fortunately Ksmed stopped it in time.

After a few brief explanations to him, Kersmund helped him climb out of the box. When the peasant had crawled out, Kersmund used a short knife to cut the rope that bound the farmer's hands, and then went with him to wake up the other two men in the box.

After rescuing the two peasants and a peasant woman, Kersmed opened the other box and rescued the three captives inside, following the same technique he had remembered when he watched Bill open the box. In this way, the boxes were opened one by one, and the captives were rescued one by one. During this time, Kerder, Bill, and Bruce tied the hands and feet of Calder, Bill, and Bruce with the rope that had bound the captives, cut some fabric from their clothes, crumpled them into balls, gagged them in mouths, and then laid them down in a row.

A total of twenty-one boxes were opened, and each chest contained three captives, for a total of sixty-three captives, cramping the otherwise spacious cabin. As can be seen from their clothing, most of them are peasant women, a small part are caravan guards, and there are a few temporarily unknown people who are brightly dressed. As can be seen from their appearances, the vast majority of them are young men and women, and there are more men than women, nearly forty of them. But both men and women, they looked haggard, languid, and extremely poor at this time, and it was no wonder that they had been dormant for at least several days without eating or drinking.

In the ensuing conversation, Kersmund learned from their complaints that they were almost always captured by pirates and taken prisoner when they were away from the group. Most of them are from Wocheze and several nearby villages, and a few are from the border area around Elbuk Castle, east of Wocheze.

Fort Elbuk is one of the military towns of the Nord Kingdom, and the relationship between this castle and the Woche and even the entire Woche Peninsula is like a lip and tooth dependent, and the lips are dead, and the teeth are cold. For the nest, Fort Elbuk is like a shield, providing it with indispensable vigilance and protection. A short distance east from the castle is the border between the kingdoms of Nord and Vegia.

Starting from the snow-capped mountains in the northeast of the Calradia continent, the Virgian Snow Field continues to cover the southwest, and its gradually narrow tip extends to the west, like a sharp blade, pointing directly at the capital of the Nord Kingdom, Sagoth. The Kingdom of Vegia, which occupies the entire snowfield, uses the special terrain created by the snowfield to form a restriction on the Nord Kingdom, but the target of this restriction is of course not the Sargos pointed to by the tip of the snowfield, but the northern region of the Nord Kingdom, including the Wocchaze Peninsula.

The tip of the Snowfield Kingdom extending to the west, together with the large bay between Wocheze and Sagos, almost split the southern and northern parts of the Nord Kingdom. In peacetime, however, if war breaks out between the Nord and Vigia kingdoms, the Wokchaze Peninsula and the area adjacent to Vigia to the east will immediately be separated from the Nord kingdom by the Vigia kingdom and surrounded by the Vigia kingdom.

Therefore, when a war breaks out between the Kingdom of Vegia and the Kingdom of Nord, the northern part of the Kingdom of Nord is often the first to bear the brunt of the surprise attack by the Kingdom of Vegia. If the Nord Kingdom did not prepare for the battle, or did not provide rescue in time, then the northern part of the Nord Kingdom would often have to fight against the siege of the entire army of the Kingdom of Vigia with the strength of the city of Wocheze and Fort Elbuk......

Not all of the sixty-odd captives were Nords - the caravan guards claimed to be from Suno and were attacked by a group of pirates as they were about to reach Wocheze. When Ksmerd heard about the town of Suno, he had long seen that the caravan guards were not Nords, but he didn't expect them to be Swadiaans. It was the first time in his life that he had seen a Svadian, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances at the caravan guards. Later, he was horrified by what the caravan guards had said.

According to the caravan guards, there were twenty or thirty men in their caravan, far more than just them, and the rest of their companions were also taken prisoner and not killed. Before they were drugged unconscious, they were still with the other two dozen or so companions, but when they woke up now, they found that only a few of them were here, and their other companions were not on the ship. Other captives reported similar separations from their companions. It is conceivable that there must be more than one group of captives to be sold, perhaps, many other captives are now also loaded on other ships and are on the way to be sold, and it is difficult to say whether they can be so lucky to meet a savior like Usmound.

Kersmund listened silently to the whispers of the captives, his brow furrowed and his expression solemn. These captives were innocent peasants, blacksmiths, caravan guards and other low-level laborers, all diligent commoners, none of them nobles. On weekdays, some of them toiled in the fields outside the village, some in the workshops in the towns, and some were constantly traveling from place to place to deliver goods...... Then, they had to save money in order to pay their fees and taxes, and to continue their poor days, which often did not have a second meal. Their fate was tragic enough, but the pirates and slave traders still wanted to take them as captives and sell them to foreign lands. Some of the female captives also cried out about the rape and ravage of the pirates and some slave traders like wild beasts.

Grim listened silently to the captives' complaints, his hands clenched into fists, and he hated the heinous pirates and slave traders.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion among the captives.