Dragging the foaming waves, a sailboat broke through the black waves and sailed into the Bay of Fog.

In the third cabin, Lorraine looked out of the narrow porthole, and against the salty sea breeze, he saw a fjord flowing with a faint mist.

As the straits on both sides lifted and the mist lifted, a magnificent marble city emerged, like a sleeping rock dragon, stretching its limbs and wings along the shoreline.

As she got closer to the thriving port, Lorraine's mood became complicated.

The city is called St. Louis, and it is located in the southern part of the Terra Empire, and because of its irreplaceable location, it is also known as the "Gate to the West".

In his memory, St. Louis had been destroyed for more than a hundred years.

Even the day the game closes and dies, it's still a mosquito-infested plague ruin.

But now, St. Louis appeared intact before his eyes, and it was as lively, bustling, and full of life as it was a long time ago.

It's just that, as its visitor, Lorraine's identity has completed a qualitative transformation from the original novice player.

"Lorraine, a little cramped......"

The voice of a frail girl rang in his ears, and Lorraine withdrew her gaze and turned her head, only to accidentally touch the tip of her nose.

The girl sneezed, and the hot air sprayed on Lorraine's neck, itching, making people shiver subconsciously.

"Sorry...... I couldn't hold back. ”

"It's not a big problem, you can drink more when you get the water later."

In addition to him, in this iron cage that can no longer be described as narrow, there is also a pale-skinned girl.

They were all slaves, forced to huddle in cramped cages, and in addition to the damp and hot summer coast, their sticky, sweaty torsos were forced to huddle together, and the two pairs of long legs were staggered together.

One pair is vigorous and lean, revealing the contours of the muscles, while the other pair is slender and plump, with a well-balanced flesh and delicate curves.

Lorraine felt the temperature coming from the leg meat opposite.

She had a fever.

The girl's expression was a little uncomfortable, and her slight gasp swept on Lorraine's cheeks, and there was a hint of girlish sweat in the damp heat.

Lorraine, who had been swept away with a snort, was very itchy, and now his heart began to itch a little.

He shook his head, trying to distract from these distracted thoughts, but to think of something else to divert his attention.

Just now, the movement of him stretching his neck to look out the window somewhat squeezed the already small space between the two, and Lorraine couldn't help grinning apologetically.

The girl shook her head.

Although both of them had humiliation in their hearts and some strange emotions containing hormones, they were now quite tired.

In the past month, the two have become accustomed to this sick and non-intimate way of getting along.

Slaves have no human rights and want more personal space? The slave traders on deck will tell you that the mast hanging from the noose is empty and large.

Seeing the girl fall asleep again in a groggy state, Lorraine couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

He didn't like the woman.

Her dull gray hair stuck to her forehead, and her scarlet eyes were half-closed and unmoved.

If it weren't for the heaving of her chest, Lorraine would have thought she was a corpse at any moment.

In the previous and second life, Lorraine met a native named "Vic", and the two of them supported each other along the way, and trusted each other the most.

Later, however, Vic did not hesitate to betray Lorraine after he succeeded in suppressing the Void, and even betrayed himself in the "Circle of Truth" that he had created himself.

They tore his flesh to shreds, burned to ashes, and melted into magma...... And the soul? Almost devoured by the evil god.

Thinking of this, Lorraine's face was slightly gloomy, and those sticky tentacles, whispers, and near-death experiences, until now, when he came back from the dead, still haunted him like a shadow.

He's already died once.

Before his death, he watched the world of Ashur saved by the "Savior" Vic go to an end, and was slain by an enraged Vic in ridicule.

If you think about it, it's ridiculous that this scum broke the defense at that time.

When Lorraine opened his eyes again, he found that he was not dead, but that he was floating on the endless sea.

He was spotted by a ship in the distance, and when Lorraine got closer, he realized that he was not to be happy, because the ship was a slave ship at all.

After being shackled and blessed with a new life from the slave owner, Lorraine learns that she has returned to the beginning of it all—the year 1024 of the Estral Calendar.

There is less than a month left before the destruction of St. Louis.

Immediately afterward, he was stuffed into the damp and dreary third cabin, helplessly waiting for the slave ship to arrive in St. Louis.

Originally, he was ready to escape alone after arriving on land.

However, what made him change his mind temporarily was the woman in front of him who was in the same cage as him.

Kagome Medlet, a Bad Blood from the Northern Continent.

This subhuman group has a strong connection to the ancient blood clan.

Although the leader was reluctant to talk to Lorraine when she was first imprisoned, a month later, Lorraine has become a bitter friend with her fate.

Kagome herself may not know that the black-haired stranger in front of him is actually a time-traveler and reborn - he knows Amber inside and out, and he even tried to save the world of Ashur in his second life.

In his first life, Lorraine was a literal gaming nerd, and virtual holographic games provided him with an escape from reality.

"Amber", a fantasy game, attracted veteran players like him with its gimmicks of realism, freedom and depth before the launch of the server.

If you think about it, Amber and Lorraine have gone through a full decade together, and after a series of natural and man-made disasters, the world of Ashur in Amber is on the verge of destruction.

A Thousand Nights of Death, Festering Twilight, Annihilation of the Scourge, Hell Christmas, Doomsday Proclamation, The Year of Lightlessness......

In the second life, Lorraine and Vic fought side by side, relying on each other for life and death, and survived the old expansion that can be called hellish difficulty.

It's just that in the end, Vic and Lorraine, who are determined to save the world, have a huge difference of ideas.

Vic became the savior, and after defeating Lorraine, Ashur's world was almost saved

It's just ridiculous that under the leadership of that idiot, the world is still going to perdition.

Thinking a little far, Lorraine took a deep breath, and when it came to Kagome, he knew the possible future of the other party.

In the original timeline, Kagome would be unshackled as a slave and promoted by the Emperor to be a general of the Empire.

At this time, she was called the "Black Reaper" and seemed to have a bright future.

But a few years later, when Kagome reappeared, she had been twisted into a maddened depraved by the Empire's forbidden experiments, and became a version of the nightmare for countless A-list players.

If in the timeline of the previous life, Kagome would have been saved by Lorraine and Vic, and chose to follow Vic in the disagreement.

Because compared to Lorraine, Vic is more like the legendary savior.

In that timeline, she is referred to as "Greyhound".

And she did, really chasing after her like a hound, and in the end, Lorraine's "dark sin capital" Corsese in the Seven Prisons stumbled for a while, and became her prisoner in the blink of an eye.

In other words, Lorraine is now on a skin-to-skin relationship with his old friend and old enemy, which once made him a little unhappy, but now he and Kagome are numb.

Suddenly, Kagome, who had been asleep, opened her eyes.

"Lorraine...... They came down. ”

There was a deep horror in those scarlet eyes.

"It's all right, they're just coming down to check our chains," Lorraine comforted, "and if you're lucky, they'll give you something to eat." ”

As soon as the words fell, the noisy footsteps of the slave guards sounded in the cabin overhead, and then the armed men stepped down the stairs in twos and threes.

"Pick a few slaves, we're about to enter the port." The leader of the big man commanded his subordinates.

Several men said "yes", and they purposefully selected a few slaves who appeared to be relatively strong and healthy, and pulled them out of their cages.

"Lorraine!"

When Lorraine was pulled out, Kagome actually grabbed his arm.

Lorraine turned back in surprise, he only had time to hurriedly meet the pair of frightened, crystal red pupils, and was forcibly taken away.

"Stand up for Lao Tzu!"

With a crisp whip, the slaves stood in a row on the deck, the long-lost sun shining on the pale bodies that lacked light, the fresh air should have been pleasant, but every slave's face was full of uneasiness.

They don't know why they're suddenly pulled onto deck, and the unpredictable meets the ferocious leader, always casting a terrifying film on the unknown.

A dark elf stepped out from behind the mast, slender and dark-skinned. She was dressed in leather armor, with a scimitar hanging from her waist, and her eyes looked at the slave in front of her.

Eventually, her eyes fell on Lorraine.

Lorraine has a neat short black hair, wheat-colored skin reflects a layer of cold white in the sun, and her body is slender and muscular.

Although he always bowed his head slightly, making a gesture of submission, she could still detect a temperament in him, an indescribable temperament.

is neither humble nor arrogant, but also full of alienation, as if people other than him are real slaves.

Even though he was no longer as struggling, irritable, and rebellious as he had been when he first boarded the ship, the Dark Elves still felt that they had not tamed him.

That's interesting, though, isn't it?

Seeing the smile on the corner of the dark elf's mouth, Lorraine's heart tightened inexplicably.

"That's it, the hostess will like it." The guards next to the Dark Elf Root said that the people called her "Miss Vanessa".

She is the owner of the ship.

The rest of the slaves were brought back under the cabin by the guards and sailors, leaving Lorraine alone.

Vanessa walked up to him, and he saw a playful look in those purple eyes.

"Do you know why I chose you?"

Lorraine didn't answer, his gaze went over Vanessa's shoulder and toward the port of St. Louis that was getting closer.

"Look at me, or lower your head! You're just a slave, how disrespectful your master. ”

Vanessa frowned, and she pinched Lorraine's chin before smiling again.

"You'll be mine from now on, yes, I'm looking forward to your face after being toyed with and squeezed dry...... Oh, actually, I'm looking forward to seeing if you'll be as unruly as you were before after being castrated. ”

She leaned into Lorraine's ear, scented her red lips, and uttered sensational words seductively.

Emasculated me?

Lorraine's brow jumped, he hadn't heard anyone say anything like that to him in a long time.

"Still unfazed...... I just like you like that. ”

Vanessa's fingers ran over Lorraine's cheek, who was silent the whole time, but the Dark Elves seemed to like him more.

When the slave ship arrived at the port and landed safely, Vanessa took Lorraine's chains and a few of her cronies and couldn't wait to get off the ship.

"Quick, leave the shipping officers alone, I'm going back to the mansion and get ready for the dinner before the hostess...... Yes, dinner. ”

Her gaze swept over Lorraine's pectoral muscles, and she involuntarily reached out her tender tongue and licked her lips.

It's as if you've seen something delicious.

Is...... It's disgusting.

Lorraine pursed the corners of his mouth consciously, he was very resistant to this frivolous and contrived behavior, but this trace of exposed emotion was fleeting, and his expression turned cold again, or the "numbness" of lack of change.

The wheels jolted through the cobblestone streets, and the carriage passed through the low, dilapidated dockland houses before finally stopping at the gate of a mansion.

The building is a delicate little two-storey high-rise building with the idyllic feel of the Lan Luin area, with dark blue tiles neatly stacked on a sloping roof.

It's just that in the chaotic dock area, the appearance of such a house is particularly abrupt.

Two hundred meters north of this street is the central boulevard leading to the Upper Town and the Old Town, but it is surrounded by intricate alleys around the docklands, which are not as glamorous as they seem.

"Welcome to the Mansion of the Nightwind Chamber of Commerce, slave, and you'll have a great night."

Vanessa grabbed the chain around Lorraine's neck and smiled expectantly.

Lorraine looked up and took a closer look at the building.

When Amber first launched, he was a rookie who played thieves, and he tried to sneak into this room no less than twenty times.

Because it's so eye-catching, there aren't many houses like this in the dirty docklands.

It's like telling the player, "There's money here, come here!" ”

However, in Lorraine's memory, this mansion should not belong to a dark elf warrior like Vanessa, but another dark elf.

Sandrine Nightwind...... Perhaps, she is the "hostess" in Vanessa's mouth.

Lorraine knew that the Lady of the Night Wind was a powerful sorcerer, and that the slave trade was nothing more than a disguise for her in the southern lands of Tainolan.

In fact, a steady stream of money and sacrifices is pouring into her hands, fueling her twisted ambitions.

In the first life, many players speculated that Sandrine was more or less responsible for a series of natural and man-made disasters in the Southwest Province.

Among them is the disaster in St. Louis.