While everyone was getting ready, the paladins found Ankh, who was familiar with the venue.

The leading paladin stepped forward and asked, "Did Lord Anka propose this duel because he was offended?" ”

Ankka stopped his practice and turned around and said, "I just don't want to see slaves." ”

"Isn't there a better way? Wouldn't you offend him like this? ”

"I want to save people in suffering as much as possible, and if I don't dare to act for fear of offending anyone, then I am not qualified to be called the Destiny of Heaven."

The other paladins whispered to the leader, "Don't ask for trouble, let's just wait and see what happens, Master Anka shouldn't kill him directly, then everything can be saved." ”

After that, the paladins saluted Anka and slowly retreated, and the leader said, "You go and borrow some horses and quickly return to the ship to inform them that they are ready to take off at any time, so that we can evacuate with Anka in the event of his plot." ”

The other paladins asked, "Is this necessary?" We're paladins! ”

"Don't be careful, go back and inform!"

At dusk, the nobleman and Anka were ready, and the two climbed the high platform to confront each other, surrounded by serfs and slave owners under the nobles who had come to join in the fun.

Ankh looked at the serfs below and asked, "Are these yours too?" ”

"Yes, these sturdy men work very hard and cheaply, but I don't recommend Mr. Anka to buy something like this, which is somewhat dangerous."

"If I win, can I let them go?"

"Yes, but you can't use a sword or wear armor."

Ankka then handed the sword to the paladin in front of everyone, and stripped off his clothes, revealing his thin, not too healthy body.

The nobles and the slave owners laughed when they saw the emaciated Anka, and the nobles thought to themselves, "How did this emaciated kill my soldiers?" ”

Then the nobleman said, "Our duel is absolutely fair, and I hope Mr. Anka will not use any sorcery." ”

"What witchcraft?"

The nobleman put on his helmet and struck at Ankka with his sword, and when he was a meter away from Ankka he swung his sword vigorously, and Ankka took a step back to dodge an arcing blade cut in front of his eyes.

After dodging a few attacks, the nobleman shouted, "Are you going to throw in the towel?" ”

Ankha said, "I'm sorry. ”

Then he threw a straight fist to attack, and the nobleman habitually blocked it with a long sword, and the fist collided with the sword, and the nobleman even felt his arms slam against the wall, and he took a few steps back.

The nobleman regrouped and saw Ankka slowly approaching, and the nobleman first took a step back, and then stabbed hard with his sword.

As a result, the long sword that received Anka's blow had been severely bent, and the long sword stabbed out hard and stopped in front of Anka.

The long sword shook feebly up and down in front of Anka, and the slave owners and merchants below were all silent when they saw this, but the slaves laughed and said, "Behold, the sword of the noble lord is bent, and it is bent with the bare hands of a thin boy like us. ”

The nobleman angrily threw down the broken sword and called the squire to bring a new weapon and a shield.

The nobleman began to swing his tomahawk at Ankka wildly, and Anka couldn't dodge it and threw a punch.

The shield was smashed to pieces, and the nobleman's left arm was in severe pain because of the tremendous force he received, and the nobleman fell to the ground, clutching his aching left arm and looking at Anka.

Ankha asked, "Do you throw in the towel?" ”

The nobleman turned his head to look at the slaves below, his fierce eyes looking through his armor at each of the slaves below.

The nobleman thought to himself, "These damn slaves must be watching my jokes, and I'm going to kill them all." ”

Then he took off his helmet and looked at Ankh with his already painful and hideous face, and slowly got up and said, "I didn't lose, go on!" ”

The aristocrat's frenzied appearance of wielding his one-handed sword was very seeping in the moonlight, and Ankka felt that he couldn't delay it for too long, so he had to kick the nobleman in the waist with a sweep of his leg.

The nobleman fell to the ground and clutched his waist and looked angrily at the crowd below, Ankh asked, "Do you throw in the towel?" ”

The nobleman thought to himself: "He may not necessarily kick anywhere in the competition, and admitting defeat is just to let the slaves get away." ”

The nobleman bowed his head and said, "I lost." ”

As soon as the words fell, all the slaves and livestock sheds under the high platform all shouted excitedly when they knew the news, and in a short time all the slaves rushed to the vicinity of the high platform to prepare for freedom.

Ankh put on his leather armor and stepped forward with a magic sword and said with a smile: "Noble lord! It's time for you to make good on your promises! ”

Seeing this, the nobleman had no choice but to smile and said: "It's too late today, it's definitely not complete, and there will be negligence at that time, why don't you announce it tomorrow when the sun is in full bloom?" ”

Ankh smiled and said, "You're really kidding, what if you forget every day?" You can't let me live here every day to urge you! Why don't you announce it now, so that we can make a note and let all your men be witnesses. ”

Seeing this, the nobleman had no choice but to face everyone and say, "I confess my defeat here in the name of my family, and all the slaves here can be free at this moment, in the name of the gods!" You are already here as free and equal citizens of Santa Seca. ”

Ankh asked the paladin beside him, "Have you written it all down?" ”

The paladin nodded in response.

"Then I'm writing a copy for him!"

Ankh then turned around and handed the nobleman another contract that he had quickly written, saying, "Thank you for your contribution to saving sentient beings, this should be kept by both parties!" By the way, shouldn't you settle the settling-in expenses of these poor people? ”

"Of course."

Just as the nobleman asked the servant to take out a box of silver coins, Ankh suddenly said, "They shouldn't be able to give you nothing here!" Now that they are free, they will settle their wages as well! ”

As soon as the words fell, the cries of the slaves below rang out, and the earth-shattering sound made the slave owners in the middle even cover their ears.

Some slave owners habitually raised their whips, only to be slapped in the face by a young man who had just become a serf, saying: "We are now free and equal." ”

Suddenly, another voice came from below: "Give us back our land, our cattle and sheep." ”

The aristocrat looked at Ankh, who was smiling with a smile on his face, gritted his teeth and said, "It's all right, it's all right!" ”

The people who got the coins and the cattle and sheep held on to their belongings as if they were moving, and Ankh asked, "You don't want to leave now, do you?" It's already so late. ”

"yes, what if he doesn't count? We've got to run faster. ”

A hint of sorrow flashed across Ankh's face, and she thought to herself, "Maybe I should lead them to resist instead of helping them out of misery, what if they are captured and become slaves in the future, and they just want to lie on the ground and wait for someone else to save them?" ”

Anka was also worried that the nobleman would regret it the next day and said, "Let's leave together!" My ship is very wind-shielding nearby. ”

The nobleman stepped forward and said, "Mr. Anka, let's rest here tonight!" It's late today. ”

"Thanks for the kindness, no need."

With that, Anka jumped on the back of the horse brought by the paladin and walked at the front of the group.

The aristocracy threw down his helmet and sat on the chair, and it took a long time to push away the noisy slave owners and say, "That one is called Anka, I will definitely not let you have a good time." ”