Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

Wait wait wait...who is this person!

——If Bud hadn't had his mouth blocked, he would have screamed out loud.

The Blood Moon Priestess looked in the direction of Lu Meng. She was also a little confused. She saw that the soldier bee the young man was pointing at was supporting a woman. The woman was pale and terrified like all the other captives. But the Blood Moon Priestess only realized at this time that only this soldier bee remained calm in the face of the entire pool of corpses and the cruel fate.

Like a rock embedded in the ground.

Moreover, among all the people, only Soldier Bee was not tied up by the mountain people, but he still had difficulty moving... because his hands and feet were wearing heavy and thick handcuffs and shackles, and the old rust had even penetrated into the skin on both sides.

Now, even she became interested. However, there were more than a dozen captives in the mine alone, and there were also nutrients gathered from several other sources. As a Blood Moon priestess, the old woman couldn't ask about all of them one by one before performing the sacrifice. At this time, she called Silver Moon Guard Mi Luo and asked, "What's going on with them?"

"An imperial man who broke in without permission." Mi Luo glanced at the woman and said, then turned to the soldier bee on the side: "As for him... he is a slave."

The word "slave" seemed to bring back some memories for the Blood Moon Priest. The old woman paused and said, "If he was a slave, why did you capture him? Just let him go."

As an old person from the old times, although the priestess had not participated in the rebellion, and had completely turned to the Witcher sect after the preacher came, most of the Blood Moon priests were sympathetic to those who were in the same situation as themselves because they were born there.

For example, the old woman, from her father to her uncle, were all slave laborers in the Ai Mine Imperial City. Most of them died of exhaustion in the mines, and the rest died because of participating in the rebellion.

Although some people will inevitably confuse cause and effect and accuse the Bloody Rebellion itself of killing their families and putting all the mountain people into a situation even more miserable than before... but those who turn to stand on the side of the United Cities because of this are still a minority.

"He was unwilling to join us and even injured several of our brothers." Mi Luo explained, "And even when we wanted to let him go, he was unwilling to leave... and wanted to stay with his 'master'."

Hearing this, the Blood Moon Priestess was a little surprised. She had many mountain people and elite Silver Moon Guards under her command, and this slave soldier bee was not only unarmed but also wearing shackles. How could he actually turn around and injure them?
Although he failed to fight back in the end, this is enough to prove that he must have been a fighter in the past.

But it's a pity...

The Blood Moon Priest shook his head.

Soldier bees are the simplest among all the subspecies of the hive tribe. Even if they have become wandering bee people, they still cannot help but show the characteristics of their past hive life and are not as independent-minded as the hive prince.

Even if we put it in a nice way, it's called blind loyalty.

To be honest, it's slavery.

She understood her subordinates' decision: presumably the Silver Moon Guards had admired Soldier Bee's skills, so they were willing to let him go even if he was injured, and it would be a matter of luck whether he could survive among the cannibals - but if he was stubborn and unwilling to get rid of his slave status, then no one could save him.

They naturally won't get spoiled.

Let's just catch the blood pool together.

But unexpectedly, it was noticed by a foreign guest.

"Soldier Bee, I'll give you one last chance. Follow this distinguished guest and their caravan." The Blood Moon Priest said, "Otherwise..."

The pool of blood behind her speaks for itself.

Unexpectedly, the soldier bee still shook his head.

The old woman discovered something and frowned, saying, "Answer me in person..."

"Priest, he is a mute." Mi Luo drew a line on his mouth and said, "It was cut off by the slave owner."

"...That's right, he has no tongue. It was cut off by the previous owner...But if it were me, I would definitely do the same!" Suddenly, the mistress of the soldier bee used all her strength to spit out the cloth that was blocking his mouth and shouted loudly.

Seeing her so arrogant, many Silver Moon guards showed indignation on their faces, but only Lu Meng heard it: just before the woman was pinned down again, she said a few words quickly and quietly to the soldier bee.

"...Lei, promise them!" Soldier Feng still shook his head.

There are also unexpected gains... Lu Meng thought.

“——I’m telling you, the thing I regret most is buying you from the Hunter Gang! Not only are you useless, but you’re also a taciturn person. I don’t know when I can make the money back…” A complicated look flashed across the woman’s face, and she suddenly cursed loudly: “Listen carefully, even if you have to turn this useless piece of meat into blood plasma and meat paste, I don’t care… Ugh!”

By the end of her speech, she was gagged again.

But the soldier bees still stayed by her side, and even the Silver Moon Guards sighed and shook their heads, thinking about how they hated the other party for not seizing the opportunity.

"You saw it too." The Blood Moon Priest turned back to look at Lu Meng, "Do you want more?"

The opinion of a captive or slave is naturally unimportant, but this soldier bee named Lei is a little different - judging from his appearance, if he is taken away by force, he will probably resist directly.

Not afraid to die in battle.

Loyalty is good, but being too loyal to the previous master is a minus point in the eyes of many slave owners.

People prefer commodity tools that can be used and exchanged at any time and traded at will.

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As for loyalty, that is required of nobility.

Not everyone is eligible.

Obedience is the virtue of a slave.

"Then can we take both of them away together?" Lu Meng thought about it and suggested.

Bard on the other side tried to push open the cloth in his mouth like the woman did before, but perhaps the Silver Moon Guards knew that he was "eloquent" so they stuffed the cloth in his mouth extra tightly. He tried several times but failed.

I was shocked to hear Lu Meng's words.

Wait... so you would rather plead for a slave and his master at the same time, but you didn't even think of asking for me too!

"That's possible." The blood pool was just missing some offerings, but the resources brought by the other party were much more valuable than the two corpses. The priest nodded, then pointed in the direction of Bard and said with a smile: "To be honest, young man... At first I thought you wanted to take this evil lunatic away, which would be a bit difficult to deal with."

After all, the old woman only remembered this one prisoner.

And he needs to be dealt with personally by the Preacher, and Jian Xiao should have reported it by now.

"What do I need him for?" Lu Meng smiled, "It's a deal then."

This, this... must be revenge!

Bard thought of the conversation he had with the white-haired young man at the edge of the Land of Revenge long ago.

——You are so narrow-minded.

I was wrong. I will never spread gossip about you again...

The bard was in tears.

(End of this chapter)