On the Seven Towers

The sun was about to set, and Xiao Chen walked slowly in the camp leaning against the hillside. The camp was very simple, but it stretched out to a large area. At least from Xiao Chen's position, he could barely see the end of the camp. Carts and wooden stakes divided the open space into many pieces, and with some fences and tarps, people had a place to shelter from the wind.

However, today's camp was much better than the previous few days. Xiao Chen at least did not see any quarrels or fights, nor did he smell the smell of feces and urine. It seemed that the preaching and whipping of the past few days had some effect.

Men emerged from the surrounding woods one after another, carrying some firewood and game. The women had already started to light a fire, and choking smoke began to rise from all over the camp.

Xiao Chen walked and looked, as if he was attracted by the scene of life, but he did not notice that there was a puddle in front of him. When he was about to step into it, a crisp shout came: "Be careful!"

Xiao Chen retracted his feet in time and looked back. The green-haired girl was holding a black cat, four or five meters behind him.

"Katrina? You've been following me?"

"Master Xiao." Catrina seemed a little flustered. She tightened her hands and grabbed the cat's fur. The cat screamed sharply, broke free from her arms, jumped to the ground, trotted a few steps, came to Xiao Chen's feet, rubbed his trouser legs, and curled up on his instep.

"Don't call me Master. I told you to just call me Xiao Chen, but you didn't listen." Xiao Chen picked up the cat and held it in his arms. The black cat turned its head and squinted its eyes comfortably. Xiao Chen touched its back and said, "It seems that the little guy likes me a little."

Katrina had nothing in her arms, and she even forgot how to put her hands. She twisted her hands together awkwardly and whispered, "What are you worried about?"

"Worried? No, what I'm most worried about now is that this little thing will stick to me."

"That means it likes you, and Xiao Hei is very cute."

Xiao Chen saw that the girl's clear eyes looked at him exactly like the black cat's eyes, and his heart moved, and he slowly said, "It's not easy to like someone. People are confused about this, but cats are confused about it. I don't understand it any more. Maybe it just asked me for fish. "

"I think liking is very simple. It's just a very happy feeling. Just like, just like I like eating Montenegrin pie."

"Okay." Xiao Chen smiled, "Tell me, why are you following me?"

The girl lowered her head slightly, and her eyes, like the cat, kept circling around Xiao Chen's feet, "Roger, Sister Kalanda and the others are taking care of the slaves. I saw you circling alone. I was afraid of any danger, so I helped you keep an eye on it."

"I'm a magician, who dares?" Xiao Chen smiled.

"That's hard to say. These slaves are all money. If you can't get along with other people's money, those bad guys must hate you to death."

"Bad guys? You mean slave traders?"

Caterina pursed her lips and nodded vigorously: "There are no good people in the slave trade!"

Xiao Chen laughed when he heard this. After all, Catalina was still young and her thinking was a bit simple, but on the other hand, Kalanda also protected her very well.

"What are you laughing at? Is there something wrong with what I said? If it wasn't for sister Kalanda who rescued me, what would I look like now?" When Katarina said this, she habitually lifted her hair. She pushed her thick green hair behind her ears. Although it was a simple action, it also had some charm.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but think to himself, if she was still in the hands of those slave traders, she would probably become a valuable toy, right?

"Well, you're right! These guys are the worst of the worst, but we are not afraid of them. As long as they dare to enter this camp, they will be torn to pieces by the people in the camp."

"But these people are just slaves. You can't expect slaves to protect their masters who have only known them for three days." Katarina argued, "But, I, I will protect you."

As if to prove herself, she drew the dagger at her waist.

"Thank you." Xiao Chen looked at the girl who was just at his chest and said seriously, "But they will no longer be slaves in the future, and I will not be their master. I said that I would definitely give them the dignity they deserve."

"Will it really be like that?"

"You don't believe it?" Xiao Chen asked.

"Ah, sorry!" The girl was silent for a while before she said, "Slaves have always been the property of the masters. There are one or two slaves who have gained freedom for various reasons. But I have never heard of giving so many people freedom at once... Besides, those slaves are wealth. Even if you are willing, what about the other people with you? Will they be reluctant to give them up? I, I know you are very powerful, but even if Sister Kalanda makes a decision in our group, there will be people who oppose her." Xiao Chen suddenly found that this girl was much more sensible than he thought. He took a deep breath, looked at the tents in the middle of the camp, and asked, "Don't you believe I can do it?" The girl shook her head slightly and lowered it again, "No, no, I believe it." "Ha, it seems that many people in the team think I am a big-talking liar." "No! It's just that things are too good, so it's hard to believe. It's like... it's like one day, a stranger suddenly jumped out and told me that I am actually a princess. I will definitely think he is a liar."

"So that's it..." Xiao Chen felt for the first time that the concept was so stubborn and could create such a big obstacle between him and the local people. If it weren't for Catalina's words, he wouldn't have realized that it was not only the slaves who didn't believe him, but also his subordinates and partners.

It could be seen that Xiao Chen was a little disappointed, and Catalina quickly said: "I will tell them, so that they will believe you!"

"Don't worry, we will convince them with reality after they are settled. I discovered a few days ago that pork is more useful than a trumpet. Come, come and accompany me in the camp. See what these people are doing. What to think."

At this time, on a big tree near the camp, two men in black cloaks were quietly observing everything in the camp.

"Mars, this job is not easy to do. There are too many people." The taller one among the two whispered. He held a crossbow about a foot long in his hand. His body was as black as ink, blending into the shadow of the leaves together with the clothes on his body.

"Luke, no one can escape from our hands, you know." The shorter one responded in a low voice, "Every damn person has died in our hands."

"However, there is not a magician among those people." Luke said.

Mars shook his head and said, "A magician can't stop your arrow or my knife. We haven't killed any magicians, but it's just because there are too few magicians."

"Okay, but we have to find him first, then evade the guards, and finally give him a break before he uses magic, and finally escape surrounded by thousands of people... Maybe, we'll wait for them to hit the road tomorrow. It would be better to attack the convoy when the time comes. After all, it is much easier to attack the convoy from both sides than to find people in the camp," Luke said.

"There are several good players among them. If they attack during the day, we won't be able to escape."

"However, the slave-catching team behind also wants us to do it during the day. This way they can catch more people."

Mars snorted coldly: "We just kill people first and then retreat. I don't have time to care about whether those slave traders arrest people or not."

"But they paid for it."

"We can do as much as we get paid."

Luke thought for a moment and said, "Yes, I said it's up to you to make the decision. Tell me what to do?"

Mars observed for a while and then ordered: "When it gets dark, we sneak into the camp. I will be responsible for setting fire to the car. You take the opportunity to kill a few guards. As long as they get into chaos, the magician will definitely come forward to stabilize the situation. This way, we have a chance.”

Luke nodded, but there was still some hesitation on his face. He leaned close to Mars' ear, as if he was afraid of being heard, and muttered: "I heard that anyone who kills a magician will be cursed." , and...the curse will be passed down from generation to generation."

"What curse?"

"Here." Mars pointed to his lower body and said with a frown, "It will rot."

"Don't make it sound like you have a son. It would be nice if you idiot could survive without starving yourself to death." Mars gave him a sidelong glance.

"But what if?"

"If you die, you don't have to worry about your son." Mars laughed to himself.

Luke was choked and speechless.

"Okay, idiot, shoot him in the throat with your crossbow. Even a magician can't curse people with a hole in the throat."

Luke's eyes lit up, he touched the black crossbow in his hand and said, "Hey, that's right. I'm going to shoot him through the throat with this 'Shadow of Death'."

The sun was setting. Under the cover of darkness, the two got down from the tree and slowly approached the camp.

"Hell, why are there so many people patrolling!" Luke cursed in a low voice, "There are open and hidden sentries outside, and there are people patrolling back and forth. The person who arranged the camp defense must be an experienced knight."

"You think too highly of those knights. They don't have this kind of ability. It's not like you've never been to a military camp. Whether it's the kingdom or the empire's military camp, it's all a mess. How can it be so elegant here? Is that magician's subordinate? Awesome mercenary!" Mars said.

The two of them did not act rashly. Instead, they changed three or four places and squatted in the grass to observe for nearly half an hour. It was not until Mars felt that he had figured out the pattern of these sentry posts that he started to take action.

Mars pointed at a tree not far away, "Kill the secret sentry on the tree, walk along the short trees on the side, and then get under the big cars, and we can go in. Old rules." "

He bowed and secretly leaned toward the tree from behind. His body was as nimble as a cat catching mice. After he pressed against the trunk of the tree and entered the blind spot of the whistle, he made a gesture to Luke.

Luke had already aimed the Death Shadow Crossbow at the sentinel, but strangely, the cocked crossbow arrow was wrapped in a layer of rich black air. I saw him pull the trigger, and a black shadow flashed from the crossbow and passed through the back of the sentry's neck without any sound. No blood flowed out from where the arrow hit him, but a black spot the size of a coin appeared. With the black spot at the center, his skin began to turn gray. The gray spread rapidly, and the sentry's eyes lost their luster in an instant, and his body fell from the tree like a stiff stone.

Mars leaned forward, took the body firmly in his hands, and then put it into the grass.

"Yeah, that's it, Luke, kill that magician like this."