Law of the Devil

Chapter 179 [A reasonable lie]

In the evening, Ruolin brought all the slaves she bought back to the workshop behind the shop. After learning about Du Wei’s identity, the slave trader gave away a few young and beautiful female slaves in order to please the young Duke.

These indigenous people from Nanyang seem to be very honest, but Ruo Lin still feels a slight misunderstanding. It was just that it was not right, but she could not make it clear for a while.

These slaves... seem to be too obedient.

And Du Wei is different from Xiaoshen. Ruolin has seen many slaves in the mainland. Those slaves are either savage savage, only the whip can make them obedient. Either those slaves who have been tamed always have a numb face and empty eyes. They are burdened with heavy labor and work with a thin body. They are bitter and insensitive.

But what about a group of slaves... When they were delivered to themselves by slave traders, they should still be a group of “slave slaves”, but these slaves are too obedient.

Twenty strong young men, the expression on their faces is not so much numb, but rather a surprise... machinery?

Yes, it is machinery!

They seem to simply obey their own orders, and they don't see any happiness or anger on their faces, nor the sorrow after being a slave, the loss that has not been plundered away from their homeland.

What makes Jolin even more ridiculous is that she seems to have such a moment, in the body of these twenty male slaves, it feels like a smell of soldiers...

Yes, it is a soldier! Their actions are neat, quick, and efficient. Even after being placed in the workshop. It seems that the servants who were originally armed with whipes to drive them out were completely furnishings. These slaves consciously walked into a big house where they lived. They quietly and silently finished the evening dinner. If Ruolin was a relatively kind person, the dinner she prepared for these slaves was not bad.

However, these slaves did not like to be angry, and after quietly eating, they went to rest silently... Moreover, when they were eating, they actually knew that they would line up!

The only thing that didn't move. It is the old and the young in these slaves. The two guys sat quietly on the ground, and there were naturally strong young people who gave them food. Even if Ruolin observes secretly, only when the old man and the boy are finished eating, other slaves dare to eat.

Secretly observing a night's Jolin, it seems to capture a glimpse of what thought, she immediately went to see Du Wei, and told me to discover the young master tonight.

Du Wei was wearing a nightgown, and he had already gone to bed. But it was called by Mad. Because Du Wei had ordered the order, if it was Ruolin’s request, he should tell himself at any time, at no time, that his men would not be allowed to refuse the request of Lord Ruin.

At this moment, Du Wei met Ruolin in his own study. He was sitting in a chair wearing a nightgown, sinking for a moment, and looked at the female knight in front of him: "What do you mean, that old and young. It seems to be the head of these slaves?"

"It's not that simple." Jolin slowly said: "I don't know how to describe it. I mainly think that this old and young two people seem to have a temperament. I don't describe what it is, but obviously, especially It is the old man who seems to have gotten used to the behavior of a superior. This kind of temperament. I seem to have only seen it in some great aristocrats in the capital. And these slaves are very young and strong, and most importantly, they The actions are clearly well-trained, and I suspect that they have even been trained like soldiers. Although in our eyes, it is far worse than the soldiers in the empire's army...but already It’s quite a bit like it. You know. They are indigenous! Originally a group of indigenous tribes like barbarians! It’s not such a strange thing to find such a temperament in such people?”

Du Wei’s eyes lit up and he immediately went back to the bedroom to wear clothes. He asked Mad to prepare the horses, and together with Ruolin, he rushed back to the workshop behind the shop.

Then, in a prepared empty house, Du Wei Jean Ruolin found the old one and two slaves.

He wants to meet the two guys himself.

The room in the workshop was not big. Du Wei sat in a chair and quietly observed the two guys in front of him.

Soon, he made a judgment. The old man didn't seem to be very good at it, because there was no fluster in his eyes, his lips were groaning, and his face was a little quiet. The kid, who is quite calm, is still young. When he first walked in, the eyeballs turned, revealing a faint timidity, but it was clearly captured by Du Wei.

"Speak your name." Du Wei sat in his chair and looked at the old slave's eyes: "I know you can speak our language, introduce you to someone who sold me, you It seems to be the smartest of the slaves."

"This card." The old slave briefly spoke out a word: "This card is my name."

His mainland language is good, although the biting is still unclear, but the meaning of the expression is very accurate.

"Your original identity." Du Wei smiled.

The old man was silent and did not answer.

"You have to understand one thing." Du Wei said in a slow tone: "I don't care what identity you used to be in your place, but now, here, your identity is my slave. You and you Everyone’s life is mine! Do you understand?”

The old man's face showed a stretch of struggle, and then seemed helpless, whispered: "I used to be a tribal sacrifice."

Du Wei nodded.

His old man started his family by expedition to Nanyang. For some customs of the Nanyang tribe, Du Wei also had a little understanding. In the tribes of Nanyang, the identity of the sacrifice is even more honorable than the tribal chief.

"So, what about him?" Du Wei looked at the child next to him: "What is his identity?"

Old Benka hesitated: "He is the son of our tribal chieftain... Our tribe was destroyed by your army, most of them have died, and the rest have been arrested."

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

Du Wei smiled: "So, the young slaves with you are all you tribal people?"

"Yes." Benka nodded: "All are, they all respect me very much, and respect the chief's son. This is our tradition."

Well, this explanation seems very 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 former identity, now you are my slaves."

"I understand." There is no expression of resistance on the face of the old Benka, it seems to be very submissive.

Du Wei nodded: "I am a kind person, I will not abuse you, and I will not treat you like a farm animal. I will let you eat and wear warm. Even if you are obedient, I can still Allow you to have a little free time every night to pray for your gods of faith."

"..." The old Benka looked up. Surprised watching Du Wei.

This young teenager, actually understand our customs?

There are many islands on the vast seas of the South Sea. There are many different tribes on different islands. These indigenous cultures are similar, and their beliefs are completely different from those of the mainland. Du Wei has had an interest in this. I also quietly studied some when I was young.

After all, he is a naval commander, and his family still has a lot of customs and customs about Nanyang. And there are many guards at home who are veterans who have gone to Nanyang with the Earl of Raymond. No one would think that there is anything strange about the curiosity of this young master: young children. It is normal to be curious. Du Wei also listened to some old guards who told some about the customs of the South Sea.

Different from Roland. There is only one shrine in the mainland of Roland. The whole continent only believes in one god, which is the **** of light.

The tribes of the South Sea, the system of the gods they believe in, seem to be more complicated than the civilized continent!

According to the legend of the Nanyang tribe, an ancient **** created the world, and after the gods, gave birth to a bunch of sons and daughters. These have become a multitude of gods who are in charge of the world and nature. The complexity is even more than the temple of the mainland.

For example, the goddess in charge of the harvest, the goddess in charge of the rainy season, the sun **** in charge of the sun... (Because of the climate, the indigenous people in the tropical sea have never seen snow, so the legend of the natural **** is missing. The **** of ice and snow).

And those tribes in the South Sea, each tribe has its own gods. They will choose a son or daughter of the **** to be the protector of their tribe.

They follow the common creation god. Recognize the existence of the gods and acknowledge the existence of the protection gods of other tribes among each other.

This makes Du Wei feel very interesting. Because on the mainland of Roland. The teachings of the temple are very clear: there is only one **** in the world, the **** of light believed in the temple. In addition, all other so-called gods are evil heretics, all pseudo-god. The **** of light is the only **** between heaven and earth. Such a religion has a very strong exclusivity.

Of course, the only thing that is relatively open-minded is that you can choose not to believe in religion and gods.

But even if you don't believe, you are not a believer, you can't insult the gods, you can't smash the gods and other believers. This is a decree. Moreover, it is absolutely not allowed to believe in other religions!

Either you believe in the light of God, or you can't believe anything! Otherwise, I am afraid that it will be arrested by the temple in the name of heresy, and may even be burned to death.

The indigenous peoples of Nanyang seem to never contradict each other's religious beliefs. They admit to respecting the spirits of other tribes and admit that the world is jointly controlled by many gods.

Most of the tribes of Nanyang hold rituals of worshipping the gods in the tribe every day, and the ceremony is presided over by the sacrifices in the tribe.

"You know a lot about our customs." Benka opened his mouth and said only one sentence for a long time.

"Yes, a little bit of understanding." Du Wei smiled faintly: "I can pray for freedom. Of course, unless you obey."

"Thank you. You are a kind owner." Old Benka bent over: "I will let them obey."

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

"What is this?" Du Wei said with a smile: "Is this the totem of your tribe?"

"...is the earth." Benka nodded. "We are the sun **** in the envelope. This is the totem of the sun wheel and the totem of our tribe. Our former tribe is called the Japanese tribe."

Du Wei nodded, and then he seemed to smile, let Ruolin take this old one less.

Just as the old Benka and the boy were about to go out, Du Wei suddenly stopped him. The cold one said from the back: "The son of this chief, how is there no tattoo on the body? I heard that there is a tattoo for you, whoever is a distinguished person?"

The old Benka turned around and his expression was calm: "Yes, you said it is good, the master. But in us, only 14 years old is considered an adult. After entering the adult ceremony, it is qualified. Tattooed. And he is only twelve years old."

"Oh, then, the last question." Du Wei smiled and walked to the boy. The smile on his face was very kind, and he said warmly: "What is your name?"

There was some fear in the eyes of the young man. He said involuntarily: "Lufik..."

Du Wei smiled, he looked at the old Benka. The smile in my eyes gradually cooled down.

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

After that, Du Weihao turned back to the chair and sat down quietly.

If Ruolin has stood up, she has two big-faced brawny men striding up behind her, and she can't help but say that she grabbed the little land road Fick. I took this little year up and then grabbed it into a room next door.

If these two men are both pirate-born and have a sly smile, it is definitely not a good person at first glance. The old Benka face changed immediately, and turned and anxiously shouted at Du Wei: "Premier, you are..."

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

The old Ben card slammed down. Cried again and again: "I... I don't lie! I said everything is true..."

"Hey!" Du Wei sneered: "The Japanese tribe? Sacrifice? The chief's son? Lufike? You really thought that I was a fool who was fooled!"

It was at this time. In the room next to it, there was a scream of panic from the boy, and there was a loud voice of the whip!

Snapped! ! !

That is the sound of the whip on the flesh. It was loud and brittle, mixed with the miserable screams of the young man. The old Benka face was furious and was about to jump up and run to the room. If Lin Lin pushed it, he wouldn’t turn back.

"If Lin, let them first smoke the child twenty whip!" Du Wei's expression is indifferent: "Old Benka... Hey, I don't care if this is your real name. But you have to know that a child's body may not be able to With my punishment here! Twenty whip, after he has finished the twenty whip, if you still don't tell the truth, I will let people continue to smoke his forty whip! Then it is eighty! After eighty is one hundred Sixty! Until you tell the truth!"

The old Benka was sweating and shouted: "I... I am telling the truth! It’s all true!!"

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

He suddenly stood up and threw a teacup on his hand and threw it over his face. He was kneeling at the foot of the old Benka. He slammed, the teacup shattered, the tea splashed, and the old card was in his heart.

"Do you think I don't know?" Du Wei sneered: "The Japanese tribe? Joke! Yes, Nanyang does have a Japanese tribe, but the tribe was destroyed by the Imperial Expeditionary Fleet 14 years ago! The ninth expedition of the empire, the sixth glory of the Triumph Day! The Japanese tribe is the twenty-sixth tribe that was conquered by the Imperial Expeditionary Force in the Empire Record!! The Japanese tribe, also known as the 'Medsa Tribe', with the sun God is his patron saint, and the surnames of the patriarchs are 'Medesa' because they think their ancestors are a servant named Medessa around the sun god. You said that the chief's son is called Lufik? Tell you, Lufike, this surname I also know, Lufike in some of the indigenous languages ​​of your Nanyang, meaning 'wind'! The son of the chief of the Japanese tribe has a name called 'wind '? Do you think I am a fool? Or do you think that I, like other nobles, know nothing about Nanyang?"

Du Wei’s last cold eyes fell on the tattoo of the old Benka: “Finally, your tattoo! Dear Mr. Sacrifice! Indeed, in the legend, the tribal sacrifice is to be tattooed, but your tattoo is the sun wheel. Is it a sun god? Joke! Bullying I don’t know Nanyang’s culture?”

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

"This is the totem of the Japanese tribe! The sun **** totem!"

Looking at the pattern that Du Wei had drawn on the ground in front of him, the old Benka suddenly felt that a cool air rose directly from the heel to the back of the head!

He seems to look at the young aristocrat in front of him like a ghost.

He... how could he know! How could he understand this so clearly? !

Du Wei painted this pattern, of course, the old Benka is recognized! Not bad at all, not even a trace of each pattern! It is the sun **** totem of the orthodox Japanese tribe! The familiarity of this young aristocrat with Nanyang culture is far beyond the estimate of this card!

"Would you like me to continue?" Du Wei sneered at the old Benka: "I still don't give up? Then I will tell you that the tattoo on your body is not a god's totem, but a flame!" Joke! Do you think that I can't even distinguish between the sun **** and the ordinary flame tattoo? In the tribal culture of Nanyang, this kind of flame tattoo on your body is simply a means of noble and auspicious! And what kind of spiritual protection It doesn't matter much!"

The old Benka has been sweaty.

"How?" Du Wei said, after a sigh of relief, the tone gradually calmed down: "Do you feel very surprised? Then tell your true identity! Hey, you are smart, you have compiled such a set." It seems that the lie is reasonable and lie to me! If the young master did not study the Nanyang culture, he would be deceived by someone else!"

The old Benka is still in a daze, and Duvicha reminded him of the good news: "The poor Lufike is still whip, do you want to continue thinking about it and wasting time?"

The old Benka suddenly seemed to wake up and hurriedly shouted: "No! Don't! Don't hit him! I said! I said everything!!"