After Jack pulled out the short knife, a look of surprise flashed on his face, because the knife was much clearer than he imagined, and then he noticed a deep pit in the ground that was pierced by the knife, although the ground here was not paved with any stone slabs or anything like that, but even if it was pure soil, it had been trampled countless times, and it was already as hard as a stone, but this knife could pierce it silently and effortlessly, you can imagine the sharpness of this knife, thinking of this Jack and carefully glanced around, under the reflection of the fire, all the slaves slept very soundly, he carefully scratched the quilt with a knife.

There was no accident, as if he was cutting butter with a knife, and the quilt was instantly cut out, revealing the black cotton that had been flattened inside, although Jack seemed to have not seen butter for many years, but after knowing that this was a good knife for sharpening iron like clay, Jack felt that he had a few more chances of escaping, as long as he was careful enough.

"Smack!" Gently, Jack took off his shoes, but pulled out the cotton in the quilt little by little, although the process was a bit long, but fortunately he belonged to the corner away from the stove, so he was lucky to complete the process without being discovered.

In the end, Jack made a very simple cloth shoe with his own sheet and cotton, but he would not make any sound when he walked, and held the short sword upside down with his customary right hand, and stood up cautiously, but Jack, who had already walked to the door, sneaked back again, and after smoothing out the marks of the knife on the ground, he tightened his clothes again, and turned away from here, chic and resolute.

Because Jack himself knows that no matter what the result is, it is impossible for him to stop, and he can't escape, so there is only one word, death, slave owners have always been sentenced to death in public for slaves who dare to escape, and so far Jack has lived until now, without exception.

Because this is just a small nobleman, in order to save gold coins, and at the same time do not believe that any slave has the ability to open the iron door, so there are no guards in the silent corridor, and there is no fire, only at the exit there are two guards, but at this time, according to Jack's guess, he is just sleeping, and the quiet and boring day has been too long, and anyone's vigilance will slowly decrease, which is an instinct.

Being alert all the time will not only consume a lot of energy physically, but also fatigue mentally, so knowing that no slave can break free from the cage, they will naturally not do their duty to sleep in the first half of the night and the second half of the night

Even Jack, who couldn't even breathe lightly, slowly walked outside quietly according to the route in his memory against a wall, and the simple cloth shoes he made helped him, even if he couldn't distinguish his feet because of the darkness, stepping on the stones, and the mud, it would not arouse anyone's alarm, although at this time, what Jack did had fallen into someone's sight, naturally this person was Don Quixote's subordinate who let Jack out, with the help of some secret method, he seemed to be invisible, and he was holding a strange compass in his hand, and the only needle on the compass pointed to Jack in front of himApparently this mysterious guy was quietly following Jack at the moment.

People like this have spread to the entire Germanic Empire under the order of Leon, this division of labor is clear, each with its own duties, the only purpose is to find seeds for Don Quixote, that is, the so-called teenagers who have the potential to become capable people, these people have been trained and trained, and will become the first batch of backbones of the Six Rings in the future, which sounds a bit like some magical novels that Don Quixote read in his previous life, in fact, it is exactly the case, and now Don Quixote will only secretly look for it, and when the Six Rings are successfully formed in the future, and have a certain dominance, he even plans to establish a school of magic knights in the Third Republic of Don Quixote, an organization that can continue to feed the Six-Ring Council behind the Third Republic with fresh, energetic, but also full of talented blood.

Of course, that may be a long time later, and the current seed seeker is very satisfied with his goal, because Don Quixote's order is that when the source of the seed is facing the entire Germanic Empire, their job is not to simply find people who have the potential to become capable, but also to have other qualities, or wisdom, or determination, after all, in the early stage of an organization, personnel are not expensive, and Jack's trait is to be cautious, to do the best within his ability, and to be able to maintain sanity in this situation, which basically meets the requirements of Don Quixote.

"Whew~" Jack gasped again, rubbed his sweaty hand on his body to prevent the handle of the knife from slipping on his hand, and then continued to walk forward, this corridor that may usually only take a short time to go to the end, for Jack now, it seems to be endless, the reason is very simple, the same one minute, there is one minute to class, and there is still one minute to get out of class, the length of two one-minute time is different for a person, the root cause is still the human heart is at work, but fortunately, this difficult day has finally come to an end, Jack knows that the next corner is the exit, of course, the last problem also came, which is to determine if the two guards are really sleeping as he thinks.

Jack, who hid himself in the shadows, slightly exposed half of his head, similar to what he imagined, but it was a little different, although the two of them were lying down, but according to the environment of the scene, Jack could judge that these two people should have been knocked unconscious, because at this time the door to the outside was open and cracky, and the cold wind was blowing, even if there was a stove in the middle, it was still cold and unbearable, but these two people were lying on the ground, which was obviously not a normal situation.

Thinking of this, Jack settled down, and still walked forward cautiously, but when he passed by these two people, he raised his knife and hesitated for a moment, because now with the help of this sharpened weapon, it only took a few seconds to kill the two guards, and show the evil spirit that they usually bully him.

However, in the end, Jack still gave up, not because he didn't dare to kill, in fact, for slaves, their psychological endurance is much stronger than that of ordinary people, otherwise they would have collapsed under such torture, he let go of these two guards, because he knew that escaping from here and gaining strength was what he should do most, not to kill these two people in order to be quick now, and who can guarantee that when the knife stabs in, they will not wake up in pain?

"En" The seed seeker nodded with satisfaction, cautious, careful, know how to control his **, at this age, in this realm, such a teenager is already rare.

The outside world represents freedom, but the outside world is also very cold, Jack in thin clothes just left the prison, the whole person has a feeling of being frozen, after all, the cold of the far north is not for fun, at this time, the long-lost voice sounded in his ears, "You passed the test," and then a thick and warm clothes wrapped Jack, and then he completely lost consciousness

"This area, this is the last one," the seed seeker, dressed in uniform and wearing a uniform six-ring mask, said to his companion in the same outfit after placing the sleeping Jack on a bed, "The others have either had a mental breakdown, or they have not passed the test, and have been marked, but they will not take action for the time being." ”

"I see," the other nodded, "then I'll leave with this one first, and we'll see you in the next area, Freedom!" said the man in charge of transporting the seeds, lightly hammering his chest.

And the first person in charge of the search also returned a salute, "Hooray!"

"Master, are you leaving again?" Don Quixote, who had just come to accompany Lisy for a night, had already begun to get dressed, but Lis, who was wrapped in a quilt, had a sad face, and there was a feeling that you had left after patting your buttocks.

After Don Quixote put on his robe, he turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and pinched Lis, who had barely slept all night, obviously the little woman had been holding back for a year, and the surname was returned to Don Quixote, "In the future, I will not let His Excellency Rommel do it, I will come over in person, I am satisfied." ”

"Uh-huh," Liz nodded incessantly, obviously trying to win Don Quixote's sympathy through her weakness, as smart as she still knew that this kind of thing would not do her any good, and that would only make Don Quixote disgusted herself.

"Ann, Your Excellency Don Quixote. Leaving Lis's room, Don Quixote bumped into Lilith before she had gone far, but judging from the look on her face, it was clear that her overly keen hearing had made her hear certain sounds last night, so that she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed to see Don Quixote.

"Ann, Ms. Lilith, how is the Chamber of Commerce doing lately?"

"You didn't follow" Speaking of this, Lilith suddenly closed her mouth, obviously it seemed that the two people who had been moaning for a night should not have time to discuss this issue, so Lilith, who snorted, nodded, "Everything is normal, whether it is Lord Lawrence or Master Safman, they take good care of us, but recently the side of the abyss seems to be particularly fond of the high-grade liquor you brew, and is even willing to pay a high price in exchange." ”

"That's right," Don Quixote touched his nose, "Anyway, I've already handed over the refined technology to you, and then you can discuss it with Lisi to see if you want to sell it in large quantities on the civilian route, or continue to take the high-end route like this, and you can decide for yourself this kind of thing." ”

"Okay," Lilith nodded, looking at Don Quixote's departing back, Lilith who wanted to stop talking still didn't stop him after all, because she found that she didn't have a good enough excuse and opportunity to get closer to her relationship with Don Quixote, she was a blood princess, and as a hostage, she suddenly fell in love with a human male surname, which was obviously unreasonable, and finally Lilith could only sigh and disappear into the corridor using some kind of secret technique-

"When~When~" Leaving the Blood Rose Chamber of Commerce, Don Quixote flew directly to the bottom of Safman's Mage Tower, patted the door hard, and it didn't take long for the huge and ornate metal door to open, and there was no difference between it and a year ago.

However, seeing that the ground was still as bright as new, Don Quixote still took off his shoes, took out a pair of clean slippers from the space ring, and then walked towards the Ferren version of the elevator at the other end of the hall, "Your Excellency Carol, which floor are you on?"

Looking at the row of buttons on the wall, Don Quixote couldn't help but yell loudly above him. At the top, after a while, Carol seemed to have a somewhat wake-up voice echoing in Don Quixote's ears, obviously dissatisfied with the fact that she had been woken up early in the morning. (To be continued.) )