Chapter 14: The Lone Wanderer

Oster let out a long breath, and the surrounding instructors had already scattered and fled, nowhere to be seen. The serfs all knelt down and shouted, "My lord." ”

Windsor was puzzled and stared blankly. Tommy threw himself into her arms and said excitedly, "Mommy, it was Uncle Auster who saved us, he's amazing!" ”

The serf who was kneeling on the side hurriedly pulled the corner of her clothes and said, "Don't kneel down quickly, this is a big knight who cultivates in micro-clothes, maybe it is the big lord of a certain place." ”

Ahead, Oster was surrounded by the crowd. Listen to the endless "Adult! "Warriors of the Light!" "Savior!" , scratching his head and said embarrassedly, "Hurry up, I'm not that good, hahaha~"

However, before he could be happy, the USB flash drive interface showed [about to be attacked, type physical, damage 10]. He had no time to dodge, and was stabbed by the blade of the sword from behind, and the tip of the sword pierced through his garment;

Turning his head, the attacker was none other than Windsor. She had already pulled out Landis's saber that was stuck on the ground beside her, and staggered and stabbed it with it. Facing the surprised Oster, Windsor gritted his teeth and said, "It turns out that you are a knight lord, and I lost my eyes to ......"

Fortunately, Windsor does not know how to use a sword at all, his proficiency is 0, and his hand wound has not healed, and his body is extremely weak. Oster was reminded in advance by the USB flash drive that in fact the blade had only passed under his arm, slightly bruising his arm. However, the external injuries are not great, but the mental damage is great;

"You've got a hole in your head! I've saved you twice, so repay me with this! ”

Windsor's eyes were full of tears and anger, "Originally, I had a father, a mother, an older brother, an uncle, a house and a field at home, and although my life was not easy, I was so happy. But you scoundrels, in order to forcibly occupy my family's property, colluded with the government to frame us, and my uncle and brother were all arrested and imprisoned, and soon they were beaten to death, and my father and mother also died of illness one after another;

I was raped by my lord as a teenager and gave birth to Tommy, and instead of admitting it, the bastard sold me into slavery while I was pregnant. I'm already ruined, but Tommy was born with the mark of a slave on his forehead! He will be your slave for the rest of his life, and his child will be a slave for the rest of his life! ……”

The people around her were very frightened, and whispered to persuade her, "Are you crazy, he just killed the knight captain without being injured, don't you want to die?" Tommy also said, "But Uncle Oster, unlike the bad guys, is a good man." ”

Auster huffed and said, "What's wrong with the good guys, the good guys should be pointing their swords at them?" As he spoke, he strode over, and the others fled to avoid being affected. Seeing Oster approaching in two steps, raising his palms high, Windsor wept, hugged Tommy tightly, and closed his eyes;

However, Auster's hand only held her forehead. The light flashed, and the spell covered the slave brand on her forehead. The imprint then fades until it disappears completely.

"I'm worried that healing won't work against this old wound, but it seems that magic is magic. Next up is the little pumpkin, come here. ”

Tommy happily approaches Oster, and the brand is healed. Oster finished his treatment, his anger was still gone, and he muttered;

"Really, it's such a trivial matter, can you do it directly? is still in front of the child, how bad the impact is. If I hadn't had a good temper, I'd have scolded you a few more times. ”

Then he was busy removing the slave marks of the serfs next to him one by one, while saying, "There are still a lot of healing techniques, come one by one, don't worry." Forget it, there's a flashlight here, all standing together...... Well, it really can't be cured, and the milk riding group therapy is garbage. ”

Windsor froze, looked at Tommy, and stroked her forehead. Watching and watching, I cried, and then I turned into a howl.

Oster was at a loss, "What's going on here." Alas, since the last life, I don't quite understand what women are thinking, it's really nerve-wracking. ”

After a short rest, the sun has already risen. Although the captain of the knights is dead, there is such a big movement here that the officers and soldiers will come at any time, and it is not advisable to stay for a long time.

The serfs thanked them and left, and the mother and son of Windsor bid farewell to Oster.

When asked about their future plans, they said that they planned to go to sea through the port and leave this place completely. After removing the stigma of serfdom, they were able to work and earn a living in various places. Windsor said strongly, "Don't worry about us, don't look at me like this, I'm also a mother." ”

After a few words of blessing to each other, Windsor left Oster with a shallow kiss on the cheek and left with Tommy down the path.

Oster watched with reluctance for a while, and found Landis's horse by the stable, and stepped on it. Unlike his harsh former owner, this is a good horse, fat and strong, tame and obedient.

He was not stupid enough to ride a military horse to swagger through the city, first dismantling the horse armor stirrups with the insignia of the nobility and throwing them into the pond in the forest. After that, he rode all the way south, running from early morning until the sun went down. Judging by the surrounding scenery, it has entered the hinterland area of the Western Wilderness.

On the way, the hungry people fleeing the famine are still scattered all over the mountains. The road to Alwyn was blocked, forcing them south to beg for a living in the Sentinel Ridge area.

While asking for directions, Oster stopped by talking to the traveler and learned some history of the Wild West.

Since the three wars, the old alliance cores of Lordaeron and Quel'Salas have been destroyed, Dalaran has been devastated, and the northern kingdoms have declined significantly. Surprising from World War III and making a fortune, the Kingdom of Stormwind has become the center of the human world, and a large number of immigrants have poured in. As population pressure multiplied, the kingdom launched a pioneer movement that required three years of continuous cultivation to obtain ownership of newly cultivated land.

The western part is vast and sparsely populated, and the inhabitants and kingdoms are not a single nation, and originally had a high degree of autonomy, but were forcibly annexed by Stormwind during the war between humans and trolls. The Kingdom of Stormwind is primarily descended from the Soladin Empire and believes in the teachings of the Light, while the Westerners are mostly from Gilneth and Alterac and believe in Harvest Witches, so they are very tolerant of immigrants and other non-Titan creations. The arrival of a large number of immigrants of various ethnic groups and craftsmen with new technologies have brought unprecedented vitality to the western region.

However, the good times did not last long, with the influx of Stormwind capital and church forces, the collusion between the government, business and religion, and the land annexation became more and more serious. Soon, almost all of the cultivated land with abundant water was occupied by noble landlords and knight lords, and many hired peasants lost their property and incurred heavy debts and became slaves. And the slaves were in even worse condition with the poor harvest of their masters.

Among the hungry people are fugitives, like the mother and son of Windsor, wearing turbans and hiding from people's eyes. They are wanted everywhere, not only by the Church and the Kingdom, but even by the common people who can capture them for rewards.

Oster couldn't do anything about it, and the healing techniques he had stolen had long since run out. I am not a savior, I can save a few people, but I can't save the whole world.

He was a lone adventurer at best, which was why he hurriedly said goodbye to the mother and son of Windsor.