On the Seven Towers

At night, a sharp shout broke the silence of the night in the camp.

The sound came from Ji Yijun's tent. The boy who was rescued suddenly woke up when Garcia and Ji Yijun were washing his body. He saw Ji Yijun's face in a daze and immediately screamed and shrank into the corner. He hurriedly pulled the blanket in front of him, looked at Ji Yijun with horror, and kept repeating: "Black-haired devil, black-haired devil."

Under the dim solar lights, Ji Yijun rolled up his sleeves, holding a towel in his hand, and there was a basin of water at his feet. He looked at the little boy awkwardly and comforted him: "Don't scream, we saved you and are helping you clean your wound now."

He just took half a step forward, and the boy screamed even louder: "Don't come over! Black-haired devil!"

These shouts naturally alarmed the people in the camp.

Huang Zheng, Wu Qi and others soon came to the outside of Ji Yijun's tent and squeezed into the tent one by one to see what was going on. The more people in the room, the more scared the boy became.

Huang Zheng said, "Ji Yijun, to be honest, this scene now gives people a very evil association."

"Go away." Ji Yijun tried his best to be amiable and said to the boy in a gentle voice, "Don't be nervous, we are all good people. If you have something to say, you can talk slowly."

The boy suddenly shrank to the edge of the tent, touched a stone from the gap under the tent, and then held it in his hand and stared at Ji Yijun fiercely. Ji Yijun was happy: "Oh, the little guy has a strong temper. I like it."

Huang Zheng kicked him, "How do you talk, don't you feel awkward?"

"You all go out, I'll do it. Look how scared you are." Wu Qi pushed Ji Yijun with one hand and Huang Zheng with the other, and pushed them out of the door.

"You better be careful." Ji Yijun was reluctantly pulled out by Huang Zheng.

Huang Zheng asked everyone around to disperse, and he and Ji Yijun waited at the door of the tent. Only Wu Qi and the little boy were heard talking in a very low voice inside. Ji Yijun put his ear against the tent, trying to listen to the noise inside.

Huang Zheng saw Ji Yijun listening carefully, and couldn't help but feel funny: "That's just a slave child. Wu Qi is a trained warrior, and now she is a low-level magician. Why are you so nervous?"

Ji Yijun didn't bother to pay attention to him, and said: "It's always right to be careful. This is a magical world. Monsters or mutations may appear. Wu Qi is really, why is she speaking so quietly, as if she is whispering. And this tent is too big, and the sound insulation is so good."

Huang Zheng saw his anxious look and laughed: "Hey, are you really interested in this girl? According to your previous overdrawn character, I really suspect that you are just a three-minute enthusiasm. But Wu Qi hasn't agreed to be your girlfriend yet, right?" Huang Zheng gossiped.

"What if she didn't agree? It will be mine eventually." Ji Yijun was silent for a few seconds, "She is different, different from the ones before."

"Why is she different?"

"I can't explain it clearly, anyway, I really like her this time." Ji Yijun turned his head and looked at Huang Zheng, "It's not the kind of feeling that makes me think about her clothes, but, I want to hear her talk every day. It's a very sacred feeling, anyway, you won't understand it even if I tell you."

Huang Zheng pouted and said, "You guy, who can tell the truth from the false? I warn you, don't harm my subordinates, otherwise I won't forgive you."

"Go away!"

After listening for a while, Ji Yijun suddenly said, "Hey, why is there no sound."

Huang Zheng felt it and said, "It should be Wu Qi who cast a silent barrier herself. Don't worry, she has her reasons for doing this."

Ji Yijun waited restlessly for twenty minutes before seeing Wu Qi open the door of the tent and walk out.

Wu Qi looked unhappy. She lowered her voice and said, "I got a very sensational story. If it is true, then the situation is very serious and something bad has happened. But I really don't think this child will lie to me."

"What is it?" Ji Yijun asked.

"Let's go inside and listen to him yourself." Wu Qi said.

She took Ji Yijun and Huang Zheng into the tent. The little boy had already put on his clothes and sat on the ground.

He looked at Ji Yijun and Huang Zheng with tension and obvious distrust.

Wu Qi sat next to him, held his hand and said, "Avalo, you have to know that most of the Black Mountain mages you are looking for are like us with black hair and black eyes. There may be bad people among them, but there must be many good people. It must be the same in your hometown, right?"

The boy looked back and forth at the two men for a long time, and finally nodded.

"His name is Avalo. He is from Cassia, southeast of Suero. He is a slave in the plantation. He escaped from the plantation with Ava from the same village. He originally wanted to go to Montenegro, right?"

Avalo nodded, and under Wu Qi's encouraging eyes, he said: "There is a rumor in the plantation that slaves can live a good life in Montenegro, so we want to run over. Is this true?"

"Yes, it is true. In our Montenegro, the status of slaves will be cancelled and changed to contracts with training bases and various companies. You may not understand this now. But you are safe now. In the future, as long as you are not lazy, you can live a much better life than before." Huang Zheng said.

Avalo said: "We waited for many days and finally found the plantation guards who escaped from it when they were negligent. The journey was relatively smooth at the beginning, and we prepared enough food. If we had walked to Black Mountain safely, everything would have been fine. But the God of Nature did not protect us. Later on the road, we met a merchant named Janola, who harmed me and Ava. That night, after we fell asleep, Ava was captured by two knights. And I was locked up by Janola and finally sold to an iron workshop. Later I learned that Ava was also taken there, and they arranged for her to... serve the most important manager."

"Although this is a tragic story, why is it a big deal?" Huang Zheng asked.

"Because the real person in charge of the entire workshop has a nickname 'Black Hair Devil'." Wu Qi said for Avalo.

She said to Avalor: "Tell me, what are the characteristics of the black-haired devil."

Avalor glanced at Ji Yijun, then lowered his head: "The black-haired devil has black hair and black eyes, and looks very similar to you."