Little Louis was far away from home, and he didn't know that his mother was about to become empress, and that his status would change from prince to prince, and even if he did, given his current situation, there was really nothing to celebrate—whether he was a prince or a prince, he was always a prisoner of the northerners, and he had just bid farewell to Uncle Olab.

If Uncle Olab had been ten years younger, or had not been so mistreated at the hands of the Karamans, or had been provided with nutritious food and a period of peace after crossing the sea, he might have lived a healthy life for many years, and he might have seen again the shores of Neustria and the silver dome of Tournest Cathedral, which he had missed countless times in the land of truth, and he could welcome his grandsons with joy and take them to the Cathedral of Tournest for vows, but there was no if, The northerners did not treat him badly in the light of his talent for keeping horses, but his physical vitality had been exhausted by the cruel life of slavery and fearful flights, and he fell ill when he went down to the river to save Louis from a cold, a disease that could kill a strong man in the days without antibiotics.

He died in the early hours of the morning, and his cloudy eyes were still looking at the pale light of the sky, as if he were about to see his dream home in the sky, and Louis closed his eyes for him, and felt that he should read a scripture for him, but he had learned only a limited amount of religious knowledge in school, and all he could remember was a hymn sung for him at the feast: "The children wear garlands on their heads, and the birds fly with joy." On this holy day, we marched to the mountains to see the blue sky and white clouds. Behold this wonderful world, the world created by creation, and we will all return to 'it' and contribute to it......"

Even he didn't have time to finish it, because it was a northerner or some other slave owner. I wouldn't have felt the need to delay my trip in order to give an old slave a full funeral. The last thing Louis could do for Uncle Olab was to hold a few stones down his body so that the wild dogs and crows could not devour him at once.

The ranks of the northerners continued to advance, and churches, monasteries, and villages were filled with black smoke billowing from their arrival. The country's garrison seemed to be more empty than the Neustria, and it didn't take long for Louis to know why.

These northerners were treated in the territory of the Roths, just as Louis was treated as a Neustrian in the Finbetau Abbey. These pagans and the "pious" Roth lords were brothers. The lords prepared forage and resting places for their men and horses. He also took out the white coins and bought the goods and slaves that the northerners had plundered from all over the place. Books and relics looted from monasteries and churches were also sold here, and the noble lord ordered his priests to record on the title pages of the books his act of ransom from the pagans of the north, and then to store them in his own churches or to give them to the nobles as valuable gifts.

A deeper matter between them was something that a captive like Louis could inquire about. Four days after arriving in Roth, he was sold to Lord Roth's butler, and then to Lord Roth's butler. Sold to an adult who was about to make a pilgrimage to the Eternal City, neither transaction was a pleasant experience. They were broken one by one like cattle to see the mouths, Louis because of the thin relationship, when he sold to Lord Roth, he was particularly discounted, but when he was resold, the housekeeper washed him and brushed him, and sold it for a high price, so that Louis was very enlightened about what it means to make money, no wonder Lord Roth and the northerners, although they have different sects, can get along more than brothers.

Louis was betrayed along with two peasants, both of whom had the misfortune of going farther in the forest and closer to the territory of the Rotes for the sake of collecting firewood, grazing their cattle and so on. In this era, neighbors are not necessarily much kinder than northerners! They were all bought by another buyer, and when they heard that they were going to be sent to a certain mine for mining, they all felt that Louis was lucky enough to be a little boy with horses, unlike them who had no bright future.

Naturally, Louis would not have seen them in general—he felt that he could no longer be miserable—and he still knew a little about the hostile relations between the Eternal City and Neustria, and when would he have the opportunity to return to his homeland?

It's not going to end up with the same silent ending as Uncle Olab, right?

Thinking of this, his nightmare was even worse than before, it was only frightened before, but now it added to the hopeless sorrow, so that he could hardly support it, but the whip of his master forced him to walk step by step towards the city of radiance.

What happened to Anna at this moment, at the moment, seems to be much better than Louis, she did not fall into the water, she did not starve, and she was not sold around, but was sold to a noble master at once, so, according to her companion, she was "Lucky Anna", oh, now according to her new master, she was renamed "Lucky Kalia".

Fortunately Kalia had been in the same room with her master on the night she was sold, and the next morning she was called up to work in the kitchen, for since she was a noble master, he had a large number of people in his house to eat, and his wives and concubines and slave girls worked in the kitchen from morning till night, but Kalia had never done any work in the kitchen—as a noble lady, she had never done any work—but here there was no math teacher's complaint, and the meal was served a little late, or the taste was a little wrong. In order to show his indisputable authority, the "master" of Kalia would rush into the kitchen, grab a metal spoon or a hard chopping wood, and whip it at the nearest woman, until she lay on the ground and could not move, whether the woman was a slave girl or his wife, here the two identities were not too different, the same had to sleep, the same had to work, and the same had to be beaten.

Kalia, who gave the math teacher a lot of headaches and couldn't remember what other teachers taught, was really lucky to learn a series of kitchen tasks from lighting a fire to cooking at the speed of light in this environment, during which she only suffered two beatings and lay down for a day. (To be continued......)