Shengxiang Farm, Dawn Town, East Sea Coast, Land of Revelation.
Sam hurriedly ran out of the farm owner's room. His face was pale and his hands were trembling. He seemed to have lost his mind.
He didn't come back to his senses until he bumped into the maid at the corner.
"Sam? Why are you in the manor? Don't you know that the owner hates slaves running into... "Before the maid finished her words, she suddenly froze and stared at Sam's hands.
A large amount of blood covered Sam's elbows, sleeves, and palms.
The maidservant looked at Sam unbelievably. She then looked at where Sam came from and pointed at him with her trembling finger, "You, you are..."
"I … I didn't do it on purpose." Sam was a little panicked. He pushed the maid's hand away and ran outside.
Not long after Little Sam ran away, he clearly heard the shrill scream of the wine delivery maid.
"I didn't mean to kill him. No, he forced me." Sam repeated. When he rushed out of the manor and saw the vast farm and the herdsmen coming and going, his eyes suddenly became gloomy, "No, I will be found out if I go out like this. I have to calm down."
"Kill him, kill that bastard. If I am caught, I will definitely die. I have to get out of here. "
Sam took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He took off his bloodstained coat and threw it into the puddle. Then he walked to a bucket and washed the serum off his hands.
Then he pretended that nothing had happened and walked outside.
Along the way, many people saw Sam. Some people also noticed his pale face and asked him a few questions. However, they were all dismissed by Sam with the excuse that he was tired.
When he was about to reach the gate of the farm, he heard noises behind him.
There were only a few people in front of Sam. He didn't look back and ran outside without hesitation.
He was lucky that the guards at the gate of the farm hadn't heard the news yet. They didn't stop him, so he could run to the path in the wild.
After running all the way in the dense forest, Sam let out a sigh of relief.
However, not long after he relaxed, he became vigilant again. Because when he turned back to take a look, he found that he had stepped on a lot of dead branches along the way. Without a coat to cover it, there were bloodstains on his arms, and from time to time, there would be red stains on the ground.
"We'll definitely be discovered," Sam said. "We can't stop. Keep running."
Little Sam continued to run towards the deep forest. This time, he tried his best not to leave any traces behind.
While running, little Sam thought to himself, "Although that bastard is only a farm owner, the nobles in the town often come to the manor to have a private meeting with him. Maybe the nobles are also involved in that matter. That's why I can't return to the town. The sheriff is definitely on the same side as that bastard. I have to stay away from Dawn Town … It would be best if I could leave Yin Yun Duchy as well. "
"But where should I go?" Sam asked, "What should I do in the future?"
Little Sam didn't want to think about the future, but he had killed a farm owner as a slave. Even if there was an inside story, no one would sympathize with him. He no longer had a place in the Yin Yun Principality.
The only way was to escape. But even if he escaped to other countries, he had no identity and a slave mark on his body. There was no place in the Land of Revelation for him to stay.
Should he escape to other countries? But how could he escape?
The future seemed to be bleak. All this was because he had killed the farm owner. If he didn't kill him, he would die.
A hopeless future was better than an eternal death, wasn't it? Little Sam thought to himself.
"No matter what, I just want to live." Little Sam didn't dare to think about the future. If he really thought about the hopeless future, he was afraid that he would be convinced by death.
Little Sam only wanted to leave this place. He wanted to run out of the forest and go to White Bay. Then he would go around the strait and go to other countries.
After running for about six or seven hours, Little Sam arrived at a small hill. Looking back from the hillside, he saw the glimmer of a torch in the forest in the distance. Although he couldn't see who the torch represented, he could vaguely hear a dog barking in the distance brought by the night wind.
It was a scout dog raised by the town's knight guards!
Little Sam fiercely stared at the fire in the distance. He spat out a mouthful of turbid air and ran to the other side.
He didn't eat anything. He was so hungry that he couldn't run anymore. But he didn't dare to stop.
Even so, Little Sam vaguely knew that he couldn't escape. He couldn't avoid the keen nose of the scout dog … He would be caught in half an hour at most.
But even if he knew the result, Little Sam still wanted to try. Maybe he could find a river to wash away the smell on his body.
But he didn't see any river.
At this moment, Sam almost lost all hope as he heard the hubbub faintly.
Little Sam even thought of finding a cliff to commit suicide … At least, it was better than being tortured or even sacrificed.
But he didn't want to die. He still wanted to live.
But, was there still a chance? Little Sam hopelessly shouted, doubted, and begged in his heart. He really didn't want to end his life like this. When he was a slave, he didn't want to die, let alone now.
Young Sam kept running forward with the last flame of hope burning in his heart.
But fate seemed to be against him. Although the darkness gave him a certain ability to hide, it also made him ignore the obstacles on the ground. He tripped over a dead branch, and most importantly, his ankle … was twisted.
Feeling the stagnation in the wind, Little Sam was finally desperate this time.
"Hey, why is there a forest here? Is there a wrong location? "
Just when Sam was looking at the bright starry sky in despair and waiting for death, he heard a voice in his ears. It might be the last time he would ever see it.
There was no one around. Where did the voice come from?
Lying on the ground, Little Sam tried to raise his head to look at the source of the voice.
He didn't know when a red-haired man came out of the forest.
The red-haired man obviously saw him.
Little Sam clearly saw that the man's golden eyes lit up under the moonlight and walked towards him.
"This forest is so lively at night." The red-haired man looked into the distance and murmured. He walked to Little Sam, squatted down and glanced at his leg, "Hey, kid. You don't look good. Your ankle is swollen. "
"Well, if you answer one of my questions, I'll treat you."
Before Little Sam answered, the red-haired man asked directly, "This should be the Land of Revelation, right?"
Sam nodded subconsciously, still in a daze.
"Good, it's not too far away." The red-haired man's eyes were brighter, "Then, do you know how far it is from the Central Empire? Or, is this the Central Empire? "
...
Little Sam felt like he was in a dream.
He was on the verge of death and even began to despair of the cruelty of fate. He didn't expect that at the last moment, there would be a dramatic reversal.
No, it was too simple to call it dramatic. It should be a magical turn.
The reason why Sam thought so was because he was currently in an extremely magical situation.
Above his head was a bright starry sky, surrounded by thin clouds, and below his feet was a dream-like flying boat.
When little Sam was still a nobleman, he had ridden in exquisite carriages and herded giant eagles that were said to be able to ride when they grew up. However, he had never thought that a small boat floating in the river would fly into the sky one day.
Moreover, this boat called Gondola was as beautiful as a work of art in fairy tales.
The one who created this dream was the red-haired man he met before. It was also because of this red-haired man that he could escape from a desperate situation.
However, this way of escape made Little Sam feel like it was a dream.
"Kid, I want to confirm again. Do you really know the direction of Saint Sem City of the Central Empire? It's wrong to lie. Your nose will grow long. " The red-haired man looked at Little Sam suspiciously because Little Sam was too young. He looked like he was only 12 or 13 years old. How could a kid of this age know the location of the Central Empire?
"I'm not lying. I really know it because I … I used to live in Saint Sem City." Little Sam touched his nose and thought to himself, 'Why did the red-haired man say that my nose will grow long if I lie? Is it like a witch in a fairy tale? Did the red-haired man put a curse on me? '
"Oh?" The red-haired man looked deeply into Little Sam's eyes. After a while, he nodded and said, "You are telling the truth."
"Since you really know where Saint Sem City is and are willing to be my guide, we have a deal." The red-haired man pointed his index finger at Little Sam's ankle.
Little Sam immediately felt that his swollen ankle suddenly became cool and cool. After a while, all the pain disappeared.
He couldn't help but twist his ankle. It was back to normal!
A flying boat that could heal an ankle with a simple point … There was no doubt that the red-haired man was a legendary Extraordinary. Thinking of this, Little Sam didn't dare to lie. His nose would grow long!
"Healing your ankle is a reward for me asking and you answering my questions. As for the silver coins you asked for for leading the way, I'll pay you when we reach Saint Sem City. " The red-haired man paused and said, "Now that we are in the same boat, don't you want to introduce yourself?"
Little Sam didn't dare to lie. He said softly, "My name is Igo Sam Rurendal. I like to be called Sam."
After hearing Little Sam's answer, the red-haired man's eyes lit up.
A three-paragraph name was not rare, but it was rare for a slave to have such a name. The red-haired man could easily detect the slave mark on Little Sam's back. Therefore, he was sure that Little Sam was a slave, and most likely a runaway slave.
If a slave had a three-paragraph name, it meant that he wasn't born as a slave, but became a slave for some reason.
What was most interesting was that Little Sam called him by his middle name. Generally speaking, the middle name belonged to the mother's family or was given by oneself. It could even be ignored in formal situations. However, this red-haired man called himself by his middle name. Obviously, he valued his middle name the most.
"Little Sam, you used to live in Saint Sem City. You're related to Saint Sem City, aren't you? "
"No, I'm not." Little Sam lowered his head so that the man wouldn't see the sadness in his eyes.
"So you're related to them." The red-haired man didn't wait for Little Sam's answer. He stroked his chin and asked, "Is Saint Sem City your mother's family?"
Little Sam didn't know what to say.
"Fine. It's fine if you don't want to tell me. Since you've already introduced yourself, I'll do the same. "
"I'm Angor Padt. You can call me Mister Padt."
Half an hour ago, he was still near Brute Cavern. Now, he was on his way to the Land of Revelation to look for Freud.
However, he was still a beginner when it came to using plane passageways. Although he successfully opened the passage, the spatial coordinates he used to locate the passageway deviated a little bit.
He still crossed the abyss and arrived at the Land of Revelation. However, he missed the Central Empire by more than a thousand kilometers and ended up in the territory of Yin Yun Principality.
As someone who never remembered directions, Angor had no idea where Saint Sem City was. Luckily, he ran into the injured Little Sam, so he didn't have to go to the dream wasteland to ask for directions. That would be too embarrassing.
Angor had a good impression of Little Sam, who helped him save his face.
"Oh, by the way, will taking you to Saint Sem City from Yin Yun Principality cause you any trouble? If there is, I can get someone to send you back when I reach my destination later. "
When talking about Saint Sem City, Sam seemed to be more sad than hopeful, and more reluctant than friendly. Maybe Little Sam didn't really want to go to Saint Sem City.
Angor also thought about how Little Sam used to live in Saint Sem City when he was a child and was probably a noble who was turned into a slave.
Angor didn't really care about Little Sam's story. However, he didn't mind offering some help, such as sending Little Sam back to Yin Yun Principality.
Little Sam quickly looked up and shook his head. "No! I don't want to go back!"
"Then don't go back."
Little Sam didn't expect Angor to agree so quickly. "Aren't you curious why I don't want to go back?"
"Not at all. But there's still time before the night ends. If you want to tell me, I don't mind being a listener." Angor didn't seem to mind.
Little Sam remained silent. He didn't know what Mister Padt was thinking, and he didn't want his nose to grow if he lied, so he decided to tell Angor what happened.
"Oh? Because you killed the farm owner. So it turns out they're after you. " Angor nodded. "No wonder it's so noisy in the middle of the night."
"That's not the point. I killed someone …" Little Sam whispered.
"Yeah, that's a big deal for you. So why did you kill him?"
Little Sam's eyes flashed with hatred. "I didn't mean to kill him. He tried to kill me first. He wanted to sacrifice me as a sacrifice, so I accidentally killed him."
"Sacrifice? Sounds like a primitive ritual?" Angor wondered. "Who was he going to sacrifice to?"
"I don't know. I only know that I'm not the only sacrifice. Also, the farmer wasn't the only one who participated in the ritual. Nobles might be involved as well."
Angor didn't say anything. Instead, he thought to himself, Mass sacrifice … Did the primitive tribes at Ferran spread the news? If that's the case, it must be someone from another world who wanted to use the sacrifice to deepen their connection with the wizarding world.
"This is a big deal. I remember Neya from the Tower of Hurricane is a member of the royal family of the Central Empire. I should tell Freud about it."
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