Above the Seven Towers

Chapter 127: Troubled times

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Sariel walked into the secret passage where the elf slave girls were imprisoned and found that it was not as gloomy as she had imagined.

The passage was made of stone, and at intervals, there were elf-style sculptures. These elves were playing music or singing, with elegant postures, and they were not ordinary creatures. There was mud on both sides of the passage, planted with purple star grass and water fluorescent flowers, and moonlight vines crawling all over the walls. These luminous plants from the elf forest decorated the entire passage with strange lights and splendor.

This road feels like it leads not to a prison cell, but to a mysterious paradise.

"What's going on?" Sariel asked One-Eyed Val with a cold tone.

"I, I just heard a rumor." Val lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at Sariel. Ever since he saw those horrible vines with his own eyes, Sariel became more terrifying to him than the devil.

"Go ahead."

"Old Oaks' son, Alan Oaks, has always been fascinated by elves. Judging from the appearance of this place, this may be the place where he hides the elves."

"What kind of man is this Alan Oakes?"

"The son of an old slave trader is naturally still a slave trader." Val hesitated for a moment and added, "It is said that it was his idea to let us attack the elf caravan at the border last time. But the business was taken by the boss..."

"Was this person among the people just killed?"

"No, I haven't."

"Thor!"

"Yes, Miss Sally."

"This man is the culprit, we can't let him go. Let's go!" Sariel let out a deep breath and said nothing more.

The passage was long, and after turning a few corners, two people could be heard arguing. Sariel made a gesture to silence them, and the group slowed down their steps and slowly approached the source of the sound.

"Elena, come with me! I don't want to force you, you know how much I love you." It was a man's voice, a little rough, but the tone was a little gentle.

"Alan, you can't force me. I have recovered my strength. No one can force a Rain Priest. And... don't say the word 'love' again. I don't want to hear it." The woman's voice was hesitant.

"I'm just fighting for what I want, and that's not wrong. Do the things you elves do like talking about the harp and singing poems mean love? That's just a child's game. What I do, doing anything for you, is love! You elves always talk about nature, but have you ever seen a stag fighting for a hind? Have you ever seen lions fighting for territory? Ever since I saw your face at that trading point, I've made up my mind to have you! I snatched you back from the elves, and that's the most natural love!"

"But that's all your idea. And I..."

"Elena, I can feel your transformation. I decorated this place in an elf style, planted your favorite plants, prepared your food every day, and even bought elf-brewed fruit wine at a high price, just to see this transformation. You have begun to accept me slowly. Don't deceive your heart! Think about it carefully, is there anyone in this world who treats you better than me?"

"You..." The woman was silent for a long time before she said, "But this is impossible. You have the blood of the elves on your hands."

"Humph, I paid and only let those mercenaries rob you. The other stupid things they did have nothing to do with me. I am a slave trader, and this is how I do things. However, there is no point in talking about this now. You have to come with me. Some trouble seems to have come to me. Let's go to the southern trading city-state to take shelter."

"If you want me to leave with you, you must release all my sisters! You can't let them fall into your father's hands."

"They are different from you. They are mercenaries who sold them to my father. It was not easy for me to protect them for so many days... There are my father's people everywhere, and it is difficult for me to send them all back."

"I must take them away from here. Otherwise, I would rather die in battle." Elena said in a firm tone.

"Okay. I'll... try my best." The man agreed with some difficulty.

"No need, they will leave by themselves." Sariel's voice suddenly interrupted the conversation. Turning a corner, she also saw the two people talking.

The man was tall, but a little thin. He had a handsome face with sharp features. He had a small beard, which gave him a sense of sophistication. He was wearing a chain mail, a cloak, and a long sword at his waist, like a mercenary who was about to go on a long journey.

And that woman... Her appearance made Sariel, who was also an elf, lose her mind for a moment. If the God of Nature were to be a woman, perhaps she would be as perfect as this. Her hair was the same light green as Sariel's, and her fair skin matched with a yellow robe made her look radiant even in the dark tunnel. No wonder the slave trader fell madly in love with her.

Seeing Sariel and her group, Alan Oakes drew his sword and blocked Elena behind him.

"It's really an elf. It seems my information is correct. You really found the clue and followed me." He stared at Sariel in a black robe and said, "Are you here to look for Elena?"

"I am Sharil, the inspector of the Elven Kingdom. I am here because of the attack on the Elven caravan more than a month ago. I heard you confess that you instigated the mercenaries to attack the Elven caravan. If that is the case, then only the embrace of the earth can absolve you of your sins."

"The embrace of the earth?" Alan asked puzzled.

"No. This... Lady Sariel. Please don't do this. Although Alan was wrong at first, he still protected the five of us in the end... and did not let us get hurt. The mercenaries were the ones who committed the murder." Elena defended anxiously.

"But from his words, I can tell that he is the mastermind behind this. If he hadn't hired the mercenaries, this wouldn't have happened. The Elf Kingdom cannot tolerate the murder, looting and enslavement of elves. All the mercenaries directly involved in this have been executed, and his father died for opposing us. Now, it's his turn." Sariel's voice was a little low.

"Wait!" Elena stopped in front of Alan.

"Have you been moved by this man?" Sariel sighed, "It's really a tragedy."

"What! You killed my father." Allen pushed Elena away, drew his sword and rushed towards Sariel, ready to subdue the woman first. He shouted loudly, and the muscles all over his body suddenly swelled up, and fine scales appeared on the surface of his skin.

"Blood Warrior." Sariel was not panicked. She flicked a seed with her finger. The seed flashed green light and instantly grew several vines, which pounced on Alan like an octopus. In an instant, Alan was entangled and unable to move. He fell to the ground.

Thor jumped out from Sariel's side, his fighting spirit burst out, and he slashed at Alan's head with a sword.

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The room of slave trader Dain was filled with blood. The original splendor and elegance were gone, leaving only a hellish scene. Blood was all over the ceiling and walls. The crystal chandelier was stained with blood and emitted a strange pink light. More than a dozen corpses in different postures were scattered in the room.

Master Dain, who was so proud and talkative before, now had his head and body separated. He was slumped on the sofa with dozens of knife wounds on his body. His internal organs were all spilling out, dyeing the entire sofa dark red. His head rolled to the corner of the wall and had become a pancake shape, as if someone had kicked it against the wall with hatred. Most of the other corpses were guards and stewards, and there were also some slaves.

Cohen checked several rooms with several guards with a gloomy face, and said to Xiao Chen: "Master Dain and the chief of the guards are dead. His wife and daughter are in the bedroom, and there are bodies of some maids in other rooms. These women... died more miserably. These... these damn slaves!"

"This is Ralph's work." Roger checked the wound on the guard leader's neck, which was exactly the same as the two who died in the yard before. "In addition, there were several warriors who were good at fighting and besieged this guard together with him. Although those people are not as good as him, they should not be underestimated."

Xiao Chen almost vomited because of the bloody stench. He was shocked by the brutality of the slaves. Although he had seen a lot of blood in the battles with the bandits, this naked killing still seriously challenged his limit and reminded him of the painful memory of soul torture in Oaks Village. Once people lose their restraints, the bottom of human nature can be seen.

He walked to the window and took a few deep breaths of fresh air, which still carried the bloody smell from afar. Outside the window, smoke was already rising and the sound of killing was everywhere. Xiao Chen panted for a long time before slowly calming down the discomfort in his stomach. At this time, a cold little hand held his hand. He looked up and saw that Luo Ling's face was pale, but she was still calm.

She patted his back gently, as if she was taking care of a sick child. Xiao Chen felt a warm feeling in his heart. Here, he and she were the only ones who did not belong to this terrible world. As long as she was here, he could stay away from loneliness and fear. He longed to hug her. It had nothing to do with love, but just an attachment to the old times.

The room was very quiet, everyone was looking at him, waiting for his decision.

Xiao Chen walked back into the room, but did not let go of Luo Ling's hand. He cheered up and said, "We should leave here as soon as possible. Manager Cohen, your boss is dead now, and Ralph and the others are gone. You don't have to follow us. Just run for your lives."

Cohen looked around. There were still five people around him, but their strength was not as good as those who died in the room. Now there was a lot of commotion outside, and there were rebellious slaves everywhere. If he ran into a group of thugs when he went out, he would probably be in danger. In his opinion, Xiao Chen had two magicians, Xiao and Luo, two powerful warriors, Roger and Kalanda, and his adjutant Jacob, who was also a little bit skilled in fighting. In addition, there were sixteen regular soldiers who had fought in battles. In any case, they were a force that could not be ignored.

I have to hold on to this thigh, Cohen thought.

He came close to Xiao Chen and said solemnly, "Master Xiao, the situation is very critical now. There are crazy thugs outside, burning, killing and looting everywhere. We are familiar with the surrounding situation, and you have strong military force. In my opinion, it is better for us to be together anyway."

"Why do I feel like being with slave traders like you makes it easier for the slaves to notice me?" Luo Ling asked bluntly. Xiao Chen was holding her hand, and her face was slightly flushed.

"We are just small characters seeking asylum, no one will pay attention to us." Cohen bent down.

"Since you are asking for help, what is your attitude?"

Cohen saw Luo Ling's half-smile and half-smile, and he understood what she meant in a flash. He exchanged glances with the head of the guards beside him and said in a low voice: "We have just checked and the master's treasure room has been cleared out. However, Master Dain likes to collect weapons. There is also an underground secret room in this house. There are some very good weapons and armors in it, enough for us to arm ourselves. In addition, there is a clock tower nearby. We might as well go and take a look at the situation in the entire slave camp."