That night, Ruolin took all the slaves she had purchased back to the workshop at the back of the shop. After learning of Du Wei's identity, the slave traders, in order to curry favor with the young duke, also gave several young and beautiful female slaves.

These natives from the South Seas seemed to be very honest, but Ruolin still felt a slight sense of inappropriateness. It's just that what is wrong, she can't say clearly for a while.

These slaves ...... Seems to be a little too obedient.

It is different from Du Wei's simple life since he was a child. Ruolin traveled around the continent and saw many slaves. Those slaves were either unruly savages, and only the whip could make them obedient. Or, those slaves who have been tamed, always with a numb and dazed face, empty eyes, and a thin body carrying the heavy labor work, with a sad expression.

But this group of slaves...... From the time the slave trader handed it over to him, it should be a group of "raw slaves", but this batch of raw slaves was too obedient.

The expression on the face of the twenty-strong young man was more surprising than numb...... Machine?

Yes, it's mechanical!

They seemed to simply obey their own orders, and there was no joy or anger on their faces, and there was no sadness after becoming slaves, and there was no loss of being plundered and far away from their homeland.

What made Ruolin feel even more ridiculous was that she seemed to have a moment when she felt a trace of something similar to ...... in the bodies of these twenty male slaves Soldier's breath!

Yes, it's soldiers! They move neatly, quickly, and efficiently. After Ju Lian was placed in the workshop, it seemed that the servant next to him who was originally holding a whip and was ready to drive them away. It's all a complete ornament. The slaves went into a large house where they lived and finished their dinner in silence - Ruolin was a kind person, and the dinner she prepared for the slaves was not bad.

But the slaves were not happy or angry. After eating quietly, go to rest silently...... And. When they were eating, they actually knew that they had to stand in line!

The only ones who didn't move were the old and the young in this group of slaves. The two guys sat quietly on the bottom, and naturally a strong young man brought them food. Even Ruolin secretly observed that only when the old man and the young man finished eating, the other slaves would dare to eat.

Ruolin, who had been secretly observing for a night, seemed to have caught a hint of something, and she immediately went to see Du Wei that night. I told the young master what I found tonight.

Du Wei was wearing a nightgown, and he had already gone to bed to rest, but was called out by Made. Because Du Wei had given an order, if Ruolin asked to see him, he had to tell himself as soon as possible, no matter what time he wanted. Do not allow your subordinates to refuse the request of His Excellency Knight Ruolin without authorization.

At this moment, Du Wei saw Ruolin in his study, he sat on the chair in his nightgown, muttered for a while, and glanced at the female knight in front of him: "What do you mean, that old and young, it seems to be the head of this group of slaves?"

"It's not that simple. Ruolin said slowly: "I don't know how to describe it, mainly because I think that there are two people, the old and the young." There seems to be a temperament, I can't describe what it is, but it is clear that the old man, in particular, seems to have become accustomed to the actions of a superior person. I seem to have seen this kind of temperament only in some of the great nobles of Dìdū, and this group of slaves was young and strong, and most importantly, they were clearly well-trained when they acted, and I suspect that they even had some training similar to that of soldiers. Although in our eyes, it is far worse than the soldiers in the army of the Empire...... However, it has already been quite a bit of a look. You know, they are native, originally just a group of barbarian-like indigenous tribes, isn't it strange to find such a temperament in such people?"

Du Wei's eyes lit up, he immediately went back to the bedroom to get dressed, asked Madea to prepare the horses, and rushed back to the workshop behind the shop with Ruolin overnight.

Then, in an empty house that had been prepared, Du Wei asked Ruolin to bring the two slaves, one old and one young.

He's going to meet these two guys in person.

The rooms in the workshop were not large, and Du Wei sat in a chair, quietly observing the two guys in front of him.

Soon, he made a judgment, and the old man did not seem to be easy to deal with, because there was no trace of panic in his eyes, his lips pursed, and there was a trace of calm on his face. And that kid also has a somewhat calm appearance, but after all, he is still young, and when he first walked in, his eyes rolled, revealing a trace of imperceptible timidity, but he was clearly captured by Du Wei.

"Say your name. Du Wei sat on the chair and said lightly, he looked into the eyes of the old slave: "I know that you speak our language, and the person who sold you to me has introduced you to you, and you seem to be the smartest of the group of slaves." ”

"This card. The old slave spat out a short word: "Benka, it's my name." ”

He speaks the mainland language well, although the articulation is still a little unclear, but the meaning expressed is very accurate.

"Your original identity. Du Wei smiled.

The old man sank and did not answer.

"You have to understand one thing. Du Wei said in a slow tone: "I don't care what your identity was in your place in the past, but now, here, your identity is my slave, and your life and the lives of all of you are mine!"

The old man's face showed a hint of struggle, and then he seemed helpless, and said in a low voice: "I used to be a tribal priest. ”

Du Wei nodded.

His old man started by relying on the military exploits of the expedition to Nanyang, and Du Wei also had a little understanding of some customs of the Nanyang tribe. In those tribes of the South Seas, the status of sacrifice is even more honorable than that of the tribal chief.

"So, what about him?" Du Wei glanced at the child beside him, "What is his identity?"

Old Benka hesitated: "He is the son of the chief of our tribe...... Our tribe has been destroyed by your army, most of them have died, and the rest have been captured. ”

Oh...... The son of an extinct tribal chief?

Du Wei smiled: "So, those young slaves with you are all from your tribe?"

"Yes. Benka nodded, "All of them, they all respect me very much, and they respect the chief's son." It's our tradition. ”

Well, such an explanation seems reasonable.

Du Wei smiled, he stood up, and said to Benka: "Your answer is very good, but I need you to understand one thing, no matter how prominent your status was in the past, now you are all my slaves. ”

"I understand. There was no expression of resistance on Old Benka's face, and he seemed to be very submissive.

Du Wei nodded: "I am a benevolent person, I will not abuse you, let alone treat you like animals, I will let you eat and dress warmly, and even as long as you are obedient, I can also allow you to have a little time every night to pray to the gods you believe in." ”

"......" Old Benka raised his head and looked at Du Wei in surprise.

This young boy actually knows our customs?

There are many islands in the vast sea of the South Seas, and there are many different tribes on different islands, and the culture of these indigenous people is similar, and their beliefs are completely different from those of the mainland.

After all, he was born as a naval commander, and his family still has a lot of customs about the South Seas, and many of the guards in the family are veterans who have gone to the South Seas with this Count of Raymond. No one thought it was strange about the young master's curiosity, and it was normal for young children to be more curious. Du Wei also listened to some old guards talk about some of the terroir of the South Seas.

It's different from Roland Continent. There is only one temple in the Roland Continent, and there is only one god in the whole continent, which is the God of Light.

And those tribes in the South Seas, the system of the gods they believe in, seems to be more complicated than the civilized continent!

According to the legend of the Nanyang tribe, an ancient god created this world, and after the god of heaven, he gave birth to a bunch of sons and daughters, and these became a multitude of various gods, which were responsible for ruling the world and nature. The complexity of it is far superior to the temple canons of the mainland.

For example, there is the goddess who is in charge of the harvest, the goddess who is in charge of the rainy season, and the sun god who is in charge of the sun...... (Because of the climate.) The natives of the tropical ocean have never seen snow, so the legends of the gods of nature lack a god in charge of ice and snow. ）

And those Nanyang tribes, each tribe has its own god to worship, and will choose a son or daughter of the god to be the protector of their tribe.

They obeyed the common creation god and acknowledged the existence of the god. It also acknowledges the existence of the patron deities of other tribes among themselves.

This made Du Wei very interesting. Because on the Roland continent, the doctrine of the temple is very clear: there is only one god in the world, and that is the god of light that the temple believes. In addition to this, all other so-called gods are evil heresies, false gods. The god of light is the only god between heaven and earth, and such a religion has a very strong exclusivity.

Of course, the only thing that's fairly liberal is that you can choose not to believe in religion or gods.

But even if you don't believe, if you're not a believer, you can't insult the gods, you can't slander the gods and other believers, it's a decree, and it's absolutely not allowed to believe in other religions.

Either you believe in the God of Light, or you don't believe in anything, or you'll be arrested by the temple in the name of heresy. You might even be burned to death.

The natives of Nanyang never seem to be at odds with each other over their religious beliefs, and they recognize and respect the gods of other tribes, and that the world is ruled by many gods.

Most of the tribes in Nanyang will hold a ritual of kneeling and praying to the gods in the tribe every day at dusk, and the ceremony is presided over by the tribe's sacrifices.

"You know our customs very well. Benka opened his mouth and only said this sentence for a long time.

"Yes, a little bit of understanding. Du Wei smiled faintly: "I can give you his zìyóu, of course, unless you are obedient." ”

"Thank you, you are a kind host. Old Benka bent down: "I'll make them obedient." ”

Du Wei then walked to Benka's side as if he was very casual, and his eyes inadvertently drifted over the exposed part of Benka's arm, where there was a tattoo.

"What is this?" Du Wei laughed, "Is this the totem of your tribe?"

“...... Yes. Benka nodded: "We are enveloping the sun god, this is the totem of the rì wheel, and it is also the totem of our tribe, our former tribe is called the rì wheel tribe." ”

Du Wei nodded, and then he seemed to smile, and asked Ruolin to take the old and the young down.

Just as Old Benka and the young man were about to go out, Du Wei suddenly stopped him again, and said coldly from behind: "Why doesn't this chief's son have a tattoo on his body? I heard that in your place, all people of noble status have to get tattoos, right?"

Old Benka turned around, his expression was very calm: "Yes, you are right, master, but in our place, only those who are at least fourteen years old are considered chéngrén, and after entering the chéngrén ceremony, they are eligible for tattoos." And he, only twelve years old. ”

"Oh, then, one last question. Du Wei walked up to the young man with a smile, his face was very kind, and he said gently, "What's your name?"

There was some panic in the young man's eyes, and he couldn't help but say: "Lufik......"

Du Wei smiled, he glanced at the old Benka, and the smile in his eyes gradually became cold.

"Lufik. Very nice name. Du Wei sneered: "Ruolin, take this Lufik to the next room, and let him taste something interesting!"

After speaking, Du Wei Huoran turned around and returned to the chair and sat down quietly.

Ruolin had already stood up, and behind her, there were already two strong men with hideous faces striding up, and without saying anything, one grabbed the little Lufik, picked up the young man, and then grabbed it and walked into the next room.

Ruolin's two subordinates are both pirates, with a hideous smile on their faces, and they are definitely not good people at first glance. Old Benka's face immediately changed, and he turned around and shouted anxiously at Du Wei: "Venerable master, you are ......?"

"This is punishment for lies. Du Wei sat in his chair and looked at the old fellow coldly.

Old Benka knelt down with a thud and shouted again and again: "I...... I'm not lying!everything I say is true......"

"Hmph!" Du Wei sneered: "Rìlun tribe, sacrifice, chieftain's son, Lufik, do you really think that I am such a foolish nobleman who is so easy to deceive!"

At this moment, a panicked scream from the young man suddenly came from the next room. Then there was a loud sound of a leather whip!

Syllable!!!

It was the sound of the whip on the **, loud and crisp, mixed with the miserable screams of the young man, the old Benka's face changed wildly, and he was about to jump up and run to that room, Ruolin pushed it casually, and he retreated weakly.

"Ruolin, let them whip that kid twenty lashes first. Du Wei's expression was indifferent: "Old Benka...... Hmph, I don't care if it's your real name or not. But you must know that a child's body may not be able to withstand my punishment here. Twenty lashes, and after he has whipped these twenty lashes, if you don't tell the truth, I'll have people continue to whip him forty lashes, then eighty, and then eighty, and then one hundred and sixty!

The old Benka was sweaty. Tear shouted, "I...... I'm telling the truth!!!"

"Truth?" Du Wei sneered: "You just made up a seemingly reasonable lie to deceive me!"

He stood up suddenly, threw a teacup in his hand and threw it at the feet of Lao Benka, bang, the teacup shattered, the tea splashed, and Lao Benka's heart was sudden.

"Do you think I don't know?" Du Wei sneered: "Rìlun tribe? Yes, there is indeed a rìlun tribe in Nanyang." However, that tribe was wiped out by the Empire's expeditionary fleet fourteen years ago!The Ninth Expedition of the Empire, the Sixth Glory Triumph Rì!rì Wheel Tribe is the twenty-sixth tribe conquered by the Imperial Expeditionary Force in the Imperial Records!!rì Wheel Tribe, also known as the 'Medsa Tribe', with the sun god as their guardian god, and the surname of the patriarch is 'Medsa', because they believe that their ancestors were a divine servant named Medessa next to the sun god. You say that the chief's son is called Lufik? Tell you, I also know the surname Lufik, and Lufik means 'wind' in some of your native languages of the South Seas! Do you think I'm a fool? Or do you think I'm ignorant of the affairs of the South Seas, like all the other nobles?"

Du Wei's last cold eyes fell on the tattoo of the old Benka: "Finally, your tattoo! Dear Mr. Sacrifice! Indeed, according to legend, tribal sacrifices are to be tattooed, but is this tattoo of yours a rì wheel? Is it the sun god? Joke! Bully I don't understand the culture of Nanyang?"

Du Wei suddenly raised his hand, dipped it on the tea stain on the table, and then quickly drew a pattern on the ground in front of him.

"This is the totem of the rìlun tribe!

Looking at the pattern that Du Wei casually drew on the ground in front of him, Lao Benka suddenly felt a cool breath on his body rise directly from his heels to the back of his head!

He looked at the young nobleman in front of him as if he were looking at a ghost.

He...... How could he know!

Du Wei drew this pattern. Of course, the old Benka is recognized! It is exactly the same, and there is not even the slightest deviation in every pattern! It is the totem of the sun god of the orthodox rìlun tribe! This young nobleman's familiarity with Nanyang culture is really far beyond Benka's estimate!

"Do you want me to continue?" Du Wei sneered and looked at Lao Benka: "Don't you give up? Then let me tell you again, the tattoo on your body is not a totem of a god at all, but a flame! Joke! Do you think I can't even tell the difference between the sun god and an ordinary flame tattoo? In the tribal culture of Nanyang, this kind of flame tattoo on your body only simply represents the meaning of nobility and auspiciousness! It has nothing to do with any kind of god protection!"

Old Benka was already drenched in sweat.

"How is it?" After Du Wei finished speaking, his tone gradually calmed down: "Are you surprised? Then tell your true identity! Hmph, you are also smart and cunning, and you actually made up such a set of seemingly reasonable lies to deceive me! If it weren't for the fact that Young Master Ben had some research on Nanyang culture, he would have really deceived you if he had been someone else!"

Old Benka was still in a daze, and Du Wei reminded him appropriately: "That poor Lufik is still being whipped, do you want to waste time by continuing to think about it like this?"

Old Benka suddenly seemed to wake up suddenly, and hurriedly shouted: "No! Don't! Don't hit him! I said! I'll say anything!"