Verse 24. Rescue Tasia

Wow - Wow -

The sound of frequent flipping of books disturbs the tranquility of the library.

[Warlocks can only use the power of awakening, and they are destined to be inferior to magicians in all aspects. A normal mage can choose between six schools of magic, even if he is not good at it. But warlocks can only use spells of their awakened power......]

Da-da-da-

Even the slightest sound of footsteps would have made Annan look up.

Wincht Jr. picked a book from the shelf and returned to Mr. Victor, nouns such as "Breezy City" looming.

Annan tried to refocus on the book, but Tasia's condition left him in no mood.

【…… What are the advantages of Warlock? It's just that the number is smaller, and the spells are learned faster......]

Even the conflict between the mage and the warlock could not immerse Annan in the story.

"You haven't been able to calm down since you came in the morning."

Mr. Victor's cane looked at the table, waking Annan up.

Annan just wanted to explain the situation, but Mr. Victor straightened his wrinkled cheeks: "I don't want to listen to your excuses, count you absent from work for half a day today, and then come back to work after solving the problem." ā€

"Thank you, Mr. Victor!"

Annan sat up excitedly, ran out furrily, and then ran back to put down the key.

Dozens of minutes later, Annan rushed to the haunted gold mine. At this time, Tasia was still in the mine, and Annan spent two copper coins to get a miner to help her come out.

Annan first examined Tasia's wounds in the shack, and they did not seem to be serious. But when he removed the shackles and untied the strips of cloth, he saw that the erosion that had been cleaned up yesterday had been laid by the flies and the fine white maggot eggs.

Tasia is not a true minotaur and does not have a physique that can recover even without resting.

"You really don't want to rebel against the contract that enslaved you?" Annan endured the stench and cleaned up the maggot eggs and looked at him seriously.

"Contracts are more important than death."

Tasia is stubborn like a dwarf.

It's also different from the minotaur that Annan read in the book...... After all, no minotaur likes philosophy and drawing.

"Take me to the foreman."

Annan asked Tasia to take him to the man who held Tasia's contract. After indicating his intentions, the foreman lion opened his mouth: "Two kinnars." ā€

"You buy ...... He only spent 70 silver coins. ā€

"That's the price before."

"He's 20 pounds thinner than when you bought it, his ankles are rotting and maggots, how much more strength does he have to work? How long can you do it? ā€

The foreman frowned, and of course smelled the disgusting rancid stench: "One gold and fifty silver." ā€

It still exceeds Annan's mental threshold. Staring at the skinny guy for a moment, Annan gave up the idea of provoking him and then having Tasia break his head.

"A kinnar, I'll go back and get the money now if I can."

The foreman pondered. The newly discovered veins are close to depletion. Soon these slaves will be sold again, and now they will earn an additional 30 silver...... The most important thing is that you can put it in your own pocket.

"Yes."

"I'll go back and get the money."

Annan couldn't fully believe the gray-area foreman, so he leaned in and whispered to Tasia: "If I don't come back before dark, he's playing tricks, subduing him, and rescuing me......"

As if thinking too much, nothing happened to Annan when he returned to town from the gold mine. Returning to Aunt Susan's house, he pulled out 20 silver coins from under the bed and ran out.

"Annan, where are you going?"

Aunt Susan shouted at Annan's hurried back with the laundry tub in her hand.

"I have something to do!"

"Go and follow little Annan!" Aunt Susan yelled at Martin, who was chopping wood.

Martin hurriedly ran out furrily, then ran back to put down the axe.

Annan soon found out that Martin had followed, and simply told him that he was going to borrow money from Mr. Fast.

"Why don't you find Aunt Susan?"

"Aunt Susan has helped enough."

Annan could no longer speak to Aunt Susan, who had been helping her.

Rush to the Dawn Tavern, which is still not open, except for Fast and Soruman Copperbeard talking in the empty hall.

The dwarf was just about to hide back in the cellar when she saw Annan and Martin coming.

"Why are you here so early?" Fast asked curiously.

"Mr. Fast, I would like to lend you a gold coin."

"That's right, you'll have to borrow us." Martin chimed in, "If you don't want to borrow money, I won't be coming to work today." ā€

"And this kind of good thing?"

Fast came up to Annan and looked down at him.

"I don't want to lend it to you, Annan." This elite warrior has his own persistence. "'It's because of the time you spend on roses that they make them important,' that's what you told me."

"It's not a qualification test." Annan recounted Tasia's experience from the beginning and brought in Martin, "Martin can testify. ā€

"The big orc?"

"It's a half-minotaur."

Distinguishing between a minotaur and an orc was a bit difficult for Martin.

Soruman Copperbeard jumped to the floor with a "thud" and rushed to Annan like a rolling wine barrel, his eyes that were almost hidden in the braid of his bushy beard gleamed with a strange light.

"What you said is true?"

"She's my friend."

"Would you be friends with a half-minotaur?"

"Hmm."

"I'll lend it to you!" Soruman Copperbeard patted his chest and said excitedly.

Fast remained calm: "What about your qualification test?" ā€

"Knowledge is not going away, it is only increasing." Annan suppressed his thirst for magic.

Soruman Copperbeard had already pulled out a gold coin. Annan thanked him and took it, and looked at Fast: "Mr. Fast, I also want you to do me a favor." ā€

……

Yellowing skies, quiet woods, silent camps.

Tasia was still in the shack when Annan saw a miner and ran away after seeing him. Not long waited, the foreman appeared in front of the shed.

As agreed, Annan took out a Kinnar with a sideways portrait of the goddess of wealth: "What about the contract?" ā€

"Now it's going up, kid. Two kinnars. ā€

The foreman's eyes reflected the gold coins, and as expected, he was seized by greed.

"Mr. Fast."

Annan, who had been prepared, let out a low call, and a broad-shouldered, muscular silhouette stepped out of the shadows.

Fast was shorter than Tatya, but as an elite professional, just the oppression brought by the momentum made the foreman speechless in fear.

"How much do you want now?"

"One...... A gold coin is good ......"

"I think 1 kinnar is too high to bargain."

"Of course...... I—I bought it for 70 silver, and I should have sold it to you for 70 silver......"

"Let's find money."

Annan threw the gold coins to the miners and did not continue to bargain. Although he can.

The foreman pulled out the contract and quickly fled from here.

"Is that it?" Annan handed the contract to Tasia.

"This is my slave contract."

In the afterglow of the yellowing sunset, Tasia picked up the contract and knelt down on one knee in front of Annan, her head hanging obediently. "Now, you are my master."

"Nope."

Annan took the crumpled contract and tore it in half.

"No one is your master anymore."