The clear sky, the blue sea, the occasional seagulls flying by, every bard could not help but chant a few words at the sight of such a scene, all on the premise of getting rid of the slaves who were struggling on the island, otherwise it would be hell.

"I'm finally back, back to this place." In one corner of the island, a young man silently went ashore, accompanied by several heavily armed knights.

The young man's face was full of complications, he had been away from this place for several years, and he even thought at one time that he would never come back, because he really couldn't find hope, but who would have thought that God would play a joke on him, give him a chance, and let him come back here.

"Okay, Mr. Vicky, if you sigh, please save it for later, we don't have that much time right now, I don't want anything to happen to our actions, and I'm sure you don't want that to happen either, right?"

The young man with blond hair and shawl beside him glanced at him, his mouth still urging.

"Of course, Mr. Sir, such a terrible thing will not happen, and our operation will never fail!" Vicky put away his emotions, and he patted his chest vigorously with his right hand, looking very reliable.

The two of them had to leave several days earlier than Carl and his party, and they took the fastest boat and made it all the way to Sibek without stopping.

They have to arrive here early, so as to lay out Karl's war, Karl does not give them enough time, although because they arrived directly by clipper and set off early, but there is only about a week at most to act, if this week Vicky can't complete what he said, then Karl's promise to him will be completely invalid, and Karl will have to bear the risk of attacking Sibeck at a big cost, which Karl is not willing to do.

"But I've been out of here for a few years, and I need to get acquainted with it again." Vicky looked at Boris, who was a little impatient, and couldn't help but say.

Boris was noncommittal, if what Vicky said was true, the Sakya who were used as slaves would not have run around at all, and the island was probably about the same as when Vicky left.

But since he said that, Boris has no intention of rebelling, after all, he doesn't know what the hell is going on here, and he and his knights are only responsible for keeping Vicky safe.

"Damn it, a boat can't carry horses." Boris moved uncomfortably, and before they came ashore, they put on their suit of armor, for they had no idea what danger they would encounter, and only by putting on armor could they continue to feel secure.

The weight of the armor was nothing to Boris, but what he couldn't stand was that he didn't have a war horse.

Although knights are not necessarily all on horseback, in special circumstances such as sieges, knights will choose to dismount and fight, as a knight with a reputation, Boris has gone through countless battles, large and small, naturally encountered this kind of situation that needs to dismount, but relatively speaking, it is not much.

"So, Mr. Vicky, what are you going to do now? We can't just stand here, there's nothing but those seagulls. Boris looked at Vicky.

"This is the west coast of Sibek, and if I'm not mistaken, there's a Sakya village not far from here, but I don't know if it's still there." Vicky thought for a moment and said.

"The Sakya village? Wait, Mr. Vicky, if I'm not mistaken, you told us earlier that the Sakya people were completely enslaved by the Wikipedians, and that no one was free, so what the hell is going on in this village now? Perhaps I should remind you, Mr. Vicky, that the Earl's hate most is that someone deceives him. ”

Boris interrupted him directly, and even his gaze became a little unkind, and he now wondered if the kid in front of him had deceived them.

"No, no, no, Sir Sir., you are completely misunderstood, I am absolutely not lying, every word I say is true, and I can swear to the gods about this." Vicky was startled and hurriedly waved his hand to reassure.

"So, if you are willing to swear to the gods, can you explain to me what the hell is going on?" Boris said coldly.

"The Sakya people on this island have indeed completely become the slaves of those hateful robbers, some of the Sakya people have been brought into the castle to work as coolies, and the other part of the people have been captured to mine, the gods are above, and the part of the people who are captured to mine is definitely the most painful, the environment of those mines is not a place for people to stay at all, and the wild beasts will hate it. As for the rest of the Sakyas, they were kept in captivity by the hateful bandits to help them grow food, and I was one of the last Sakyas. ”

"Those Wikipedians need to be slaves to the coolies, but they also need slaves to grow food, otherwise those lazy guys will not get enough food at all, and we will starve to death with them!" Vicky explained, just saying this with resentment on his face.

Boris pondered for a moment and said, "If this is the case, isn't it the same with the peasants in many aristocratic domains?" Let them farm for the lord, and then pay the taxes, which does not count as anything at all. ”

"It's different, Mr. Sir, the Wikipedians ask for a number every year, and we need to pay them enough food every year, but the amount they give them is not achievable, or barely achievable, you know what I mean? If we pay the amount of food they give us every year, we will not have enough money left for our people to live, even if it is the minimum standard of living. ”

Vicky's voice was a little excited, and he shuddered at the thought of such a day.

"So what happens if you don't pay enough food?" Boris asked curiously.

Hearing this, Vicky's breath was a little shorter, as if he had heard some ghost story, and his whole body trembled.

"Those horrible fellows, those demons, they bring their swords with them every time they come, and if we can't pay enough food, they will just kill our lads until they are satisfied, and according to their words, if there are fewer Sakyas, then we can eat less, so that we can get enough food to pay in, my brother...... He died in something like this a few years ago! ”

Vicky's tears couldn't help but fall, he and his brother had a very good relationship, and when he witnessed his brother's death, he almost went crazy.

Boris opened his mouth and was silent, and it took a long time for him to spit out a sentence: "Mourning." ”

"Condolences? No, no, I need this grief, grief will allow me to overthrow the Wikipedians! Vicky's shoulders were shaking, and he was very emotional at the moment.

"Yes, this time we're here for something like this." Boris patted Vicky's shoulder and comforted, now he has no suspicion of Vicky, and even he has some admiration for this young man who has a deep hatred of blood and is obsessed with it.

"Vicky? Is that you? ”

At this moment, a woman's voice startled both of them, and the knights behind Boris immediately drew their long swords and stared at her vigilantly, although pointing the sword at an unarmed woman was not what a knight should do, but now this is Sibek, the territory of those infidels, and what they need more is to ensure that there is no threat.

Hearing this, Vicky raised his head sharply and looked over with a look of surprise.

It was a woman who was physically and mentally clumsy, and the wrinkles on her face were so severe that she looked like a dry wood, and Boris even wondered if a gust of wind could blow her down.

She was carrying a basket, Boris glanced at it, and then frowned, the basket was not a wild vegetable or a wild fruit, it seemed to be ...... Grass?

Thinking of what Vicky had just said, he had a slight guess in his heart.

Sure enough, the next moment Vicky validated his idea.

"Aunt Mary!" Vicky ran over excitedly and hugged the woman.

"God forbid, you are alive, alive...... I thought I would never see you again, and I begged your heavenly parents every day that they would tell me where you were......" Maria put down the basket in her hand and stroked Vicky's face with tears in her eyes.

At this moment, the two of them were immersed in the joy of reuniting their loved ones.

Boris watched this scene and gestured to the knights behind him, who lowered their swords from their swords.

Boris couldn't understand what they were saying, the language was so weird, but it wasn't hard for him to see what it was.

At this time, the old woman finally noticed the few of them, and looked at the thick armor on Boris and the others, and the old woman's eyes showed a look of fear.

"Dimension...... Vicky, what are they...... Please spare Vicky, he's just a kid! ”

The old lady's body trembled, but she still stood in front of Vicky, as if she wanted to protect Vicky behind her.

"Aunt Maria, you misunderstood!" Vicky said quickly, but his heart was full of warmth.

"Ma'am, we have no ill intentions, and even we are here to help you, please don't be afraid." Boris said mildly.

Boris could see the fear in the old woman's eyes, she must have misunderstood something.

But it is clear that this is of little use, because just as Boris could not understand them, the old woman could not understand what Boris was saying.

"Aunt Mary, we are about to be saved!" Vicky gave Boris a look, and then said to the old woman with joy.

"Saved?" The old woman asked slowly, the word was no longer in her mind.

"Yes, we will all have a future!" Boris held his hands high.