On the Seven Towers

Roger held a wooden sword and moved nimbly among the warriors besieging him with his rapidly changing pace. He saw the opportunity to chop or stab, and every attack rarely failed. He either forced the person back, or hit the opponent's vital part and knocked them to the ground.

Especially with his angular face and smooth body, every move he makes looks like an ancient Greek sculpture, with a majestic beauty.

Although the people fighting in these battles did not use fighting spirit, just the strength of muscles and the collision of bones made people's blood boil.

However, Calanda clearly focused on technique, "He is a master with a sword and is very dangerous."

"How does it compare to you? Can you suppress him?" Xiao Chen asked.

Kalanda hesitated for a while and said: "It's hard to say. He didn't use fighting spirit or any special moves. He just used experience and instinct to fight. If I fought him in his prime, life and death would be in an instant."

"Very high praise." Luo Ling chuckled, "In our place, this guy can probably be called the 'Prince of Foil' or something like that, win an Olympic championship, do endorsements, do some commercials, and then go to film and television. "Being a vase in the play will make you famous in a blink of an eye."

"Do you want to be his manager?" Xiao Chen also laughed.

"I just need to be the number one fan." Luo Ling closed her eyes and lowered her head, holding her heart in her hands.

Xiao Chen knew she was just being funny, but he still rubbed his nose and said, "Actually, I think sometimes magicians are more attractive. Look at Liu Qian, he is just a magician. How popular was he in the past few years?"

He snapped his fingers, and a small flame appeared in his hand.

"Do you know why Liu Qian is famous?" Luo Ling sneered.

"Isn't it because of magic?"

"Because he's handsome."

Xiao Chen:......

In a short time, Roger defeated five opponents who besieged him. These five people were the strongest players in his team, including his adjutant. He put away his wooden sword, ended the drill, and gave a knightly salute to Xiao Chen and others.

The few people who fell on the ground looked ashamed. The adjutant struggled to stand up and sighed: "You really decided..."

"Yes, you don't have to stop me anymore." Roger replied, "Just let me complete this deal with peace of mind. At least this way I won't be troubled by guilt anymore. You all know that if it weren't for my wrong decision, none of us would have done it." will stand here."

"Sir!" The adjutant wanted to say something else, but Roger waved his hand to stop him. Roger said to Xiao Chen, "I have proven my ability in the exercise. I am more valuable and stronger than any of them. The general contract is about five years, and I have five more to serve you." Years are used to pay for their freedom.”

"I agree to your request." Xiao Chen had a good impression of this responsible man. He asked himself and felt that in his position, he might not be able to make such a choice. He said to Manager Cohen who was waiting on the side, "You name the price. I want everyone under his command."

"Because you bought more, the total is 1,200 gold coins." Cohen looked excited.

Xiao Chen was about to agree, but was pulled by Luo Ling. Luo Ling waved to Cohen and took him aside to mutter. Xiao Chen vaguely heard about the "Golden Jasmine Chamber of Commerce" several times. After a while, a somewhat frustrated manager Cohen came back and sighed: "800 gold coins, you can't lose a penny more. Otherwise, the boss will demote me." Become a slave."

After Xiao Chen paid the deposit, Cohen asked someone to bring a small table, brought three pieces of paper, handed it to Xiao Chen, and explained: "This is a service contract, valid for ten years. Your Excellency, Luo Jie and we each keep one. As for the others, there is no need. Only the real masters will be treated like this."

"You guys are quite thoughtful." Luo Ling took the contract and saw that the terms on it were very rough, worse than the code of conduct for primary school students. It was full of loopholes, but considering the productivity level here, it was normal.

"Is there any magical power in this to restrict the behavior of the signer?" Xiao Chen remembered that in many novels he had read, similar contracts would receive protection from gods.

"How is this possible?" Cohen said with a strange expression. "If magic can guarantee the execution of the contract, why do the lords have to do it? If there is such a thing, it will definitely be used in the most advanced contracts between countries. Who would use such a treasure? To restrain a slave?"

"Then what's the use of this contract?"

"If there is no guarantee of strength, any contract is useless. It only proves that Roger is your person." Cohen explained.

Xiao Chen didn't waste any time. He took out a ballpoint pen from his pocket and signed his name on the contract. Then he put the pen and the contract on the small table for Roger to sign.

Roger looked at the plastic ballpoint pen in his hand with some surprise. It was light and delicate. He was well-informed, but he had never seen anything like this. He couldn't help but be more curious about his future master, thinking that this magician must have his own uniqueness.

"If you like it, I can give it to you." Xiao Chen said generously.

"Sir, what I need is a sword, not a pen." Roger replied humbly, imitating Xiao Chen's behavior just now, preparing to sign. But just when the pen tip touched the contract, he suddenly stopped, turned back quickly, and looked warily at the door behind.

The door was open, and Ralph was taken from here to the small dark room just now.

Everyone else looked there when they saw his movements.

"Roger, you heard my voice from such a distance. I see that your fighting spirit has almost recovered." A voice came from the doorway, and then a figure slowly walked out of the room. It was Ralph who had just been taken away. Behind him, there were dozens of people, all dressed as slaves.

Ralph held a steel sword in his hand, and the blade was full of blood. Scarlet water drops were sliding down the sword spine and dripping onto the ground.

"What's going on!" Manager Cohen shouted, and the guards and guards around him drew their swords. Most of them faced Ralph, and some people felt that Roger was a threat, pointing their swords at him and his subordinates. The small yard was in a panic.

Ralph looked at these nervous guys and pouted his lips and said, "After everyone recovered their fighting spirit, they just killed a few useless idiots. What's there to be nervous about."

"Everyone?! Who are you?" Cohen's face was pale. He saw more and more slaves coming out of the doorway.

"I, Roger, and the old guys in the back room. Well, there should be people from other camps. I heard their movements from the back, and they should have started fighting." Ralph said as he approached.

As if to prove his words, explosions sounded in the distance. Then the shouts of killing rang out one after another.

"It seems that I am not the only one who succeeded." Ralph smiled grimly and made a sword flower, looking at Cohen coldly.

Cohen said sternly: "Ralph! I advise you not to do stupid things!"

The two guards beside Cohen saw that Ralph and the slaves behind him had distanced themselves, and with the idea of ​​catching the leader first, they raised their swords and rushed towards him. These two people were among the best masters among the guards, and they burst out with fighting spirit, shining with light, and their momentum was very amazing. But Ralph seemed not to see them. Until they rushed to his front, he took a quick step and barely passed through the gap between the two. There was a flash of blood, and two guards fell down behind him, holding their necks.

"Sir Xiao, this man, like me, has reached the threshold of fighting spirit gathering, and is a leader among mid-level warriors. His fighting spirit is of wind attribute, and he is good at speed and surprise attack. You all stand behind me." Kalanda raised his sword and said cautiously.

Xiao Chen did not dare to be careless. He protected Luo Ling and retreated, silently preparing the "fear" magic.

"Ralph, retreat! You, don't make the same mistake again! When the masters of the camp come, you will die ugly." Cohen hid behind a guard and shouted hoarsely.

"Hey. Old man, the thing I hate most after coming here is listening to your nagging." Ralph saw that Kalanda had no intention of rushing up, and the two magicians were obviously not ready to come forward, so he prepared to make a break with the slave trader.

He suddenly jumped up, his whole body bursting with green light, and slashed with a sword at a speed that was too fast to be seen. The sword was like a gust of wind, rushing towards Cohen's waist, and it was about to cut Cohen and the guard in front of him in half.

Only those who have faced it will know how fast a mid-level warrior with fighting spirit can be. Xiao Chen only saw a shadow coming and had no time to do anything. And Kalanda was standing farther away. She put all her energy on Xiao Chen and Luo Ling, and she couldn't rescue them in time.

At this moment, Roger suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the air, and grabbed Ralph's arm.

Ralph suddenly stopped and stared at Roger. He struggled twice but failed to break free from Roger's iron grip, so he angrily said, "What are you doing? Come with me to kill these slave traders, let's fight together!"

Roger pursed his lips and said nothing. A flash of blue lightning flashed around him. He used his fighting spirit to push hard, and Ralph was pushed back ten steps before he stood firm.

Roger looked at Ralph deeply, turned around and picked up the ballpoint pen on the small table, signed his name carefully, and then handed it to Xiao Chen.

"Are you crazy? Freedom is right in front of you now! Why are you going to sign a contract to sell yourself!" Ralph recovered his breath and shouted, "Do you really want to be a slave? There are so many of us, we don't have to be afraid of those two wizards, come with me!"

"My men are free now, and no longer need to risk their lives for that ray of hope." Roger took two steps forward, pointed to the wall and said, "Let's go. Your freedom is there, not behind me."

Ralph was decisive. He knew that it was useless to say more, so he snorted and ignored Roger, and walked out with many slaves.

"Roger, why didn't you stop him?" Cohen and others said angrily after they left.

Roger glanced at him and said coldly: "I have nothing to do with you now, I am only loyal to my master."

He turned and came to Xiao Chen, saluted and said: "Master, I let Ralph go on my own initiative, because his speed is a big trouble. Although I can beat him, I can't ensure that he won't hurt others."

Xiao Chen looked around the wall and nodded: "I believe in your judgment. But I guess it's just a small trouble, and there are bigger troubles waiting for us outside."

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