Apocalypse Continent, Dawn Town along the East China Sea, Shengxiang Farm.
Little Sam hurried out of the farmer's room. His face was pale, his hands were still shaking, and he seemed to be lost.
It wasn't until he bumped into the wine maid around the corner that he regained his senses.
"Little Sam? Why did you enter the manor? Don't you know that the master hates slaves running in..." Before the wine maid could finish her words, she suddenly froze and looked straight at Little Sam's hand. .
A large amount of blood was strewn from Sam's elbow to his sleeve, and then to his palm.
The wine delivery maid looked at little Sam in disbelief, then looked in the direction where little Sam was running, and pointed at him with trembling fingers: "You, you are..."
"I... I didn't mean to." Little Sam looked a little panicked, waved the maid's hand away, and ran outside.
Not long after Little Sam ran away, he could clearly hear the screams of the wine delivery maid.
"I didn't mean to kill him, no, he was forcing me." Little Sam repeated repeatedly, when he rushed out of the gate of the manor and looked at the vast farm outside and the herdsmen coming and going. , his eyes suddenly became darker: "No, you will be discovered when you go out like this now, I have to calm down."
"Kill him, kill that beast, and I'll die if I get caught. I have to get out of here."
Little Sam took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He took off his blood-stained coat and threw it in the cesspool. He walked to the bucket beside him and washed the blood on his hands.
Then he walked outside as if nothing had happened.
Along the way, many people saw Little Sam, and some people also noticed that Little Sam was pale and asked a few questions, but they were all dismissed by him on the grounds of being tired.
It wasn't until he was about to reach the gate of the farm that there were clamors and shouts of arrest from behind.
There were not many people in front of Little Sam. He didn't look back to see the situation, and ran outside without hesitation.
He was very lucky. The guards at the gate of the farm hadn't gotten the news yet, and the guards didn't stop him, allowing him to rush to the wild trail.
In the dense forest running all the way, little Sam was slightly relieved.
But not long after he relaxed, he became vigilant again. Because he looked back and found that he had stepped on a lot of dead branches along the way, without a coat to cover, there were blood marks on his arms, and the ground was red from time to time.
"It will definitely be found by those who follow." Little Sam: "Can't stop, keep running."
Little Sam continued to run towards the deep forest, this time he began to take care that he tried not to leave any traces.
As he ran, Little Sam pondered in his heart: "Although that beast is only a farmer, the nobles in the town often come to the manor to meet him privately, and maybe the nobles are also involved in that incident. So I can't go back to the town, The sheriff must have the same nostril as that beast, and I must stay away from Dawn Town... It's better to leave the Duchy of Yinyun."
"But, where should I go?" Little Sam: "What should I do in the future?"
Little Sam didn't want to think about the future, but he killed people, and even killed the farmer as a slave. Even if he had an inside story, he wouldn't win anyone's sympathy. He had no place in the Duchy of Yinyun. .
There is only one way to escape. But even if he escaped to another country, he has no identity, and he still has the stamp of slavery on his body, so there is probably nowhere else in the entire Revelation Continent.
Are you going to flee overseas? But how did he escape
The future seems bleak. All this is because of killing the farmer, but if he doesn't kill him, he will die.
A hopeless future is better than eternal silence, right? Little Sam said to himself.
"No matter what, I just want to live." Little Sam didn't dare to think about the future, because if he really thought about the hopeless future, he was worried that he would be persuaded by death.
Little Sam was only thinking about leaving now, rushing out of the woods, taking the trail to White Bay, and then going around the strait to other countries.
After little Sam had run for about six or seven hours, when the curtain of night had been drawn, he came to a small hill, and looking back at the mountainside, he saw the dim light of torches in the forest in the distance, although he could not see the representative of the torches. But he vaguely heard that Ye Feng brought the barking of dogs in the distance.
A scout dog bred by the town's cavalry guards!
Little Sam stared fiercely at the distant firelight, let out a sigh of turbidity, turned his head and ran to the other side.
He didn't eat anything, he was too hungry to run, but he didn't dare to stop.
But even so, Little Sam already vaguely knew in his heart that he probably couldn't escape, he couldn't dodge the sharp nose of the detective dog... He would be caught up in half an hour at most.
But even if he knew the result, Sam wanted to try it, maybe he could find a river in front of him and wash away the smell from his body.
But no, little Sam saw any river.
The noise had begun to be vaguely heard in his ears, and Xiao Sam's heart was almost despairing.
Little Sam even thought about finding a cliff to commit suicide... At least, it would be better than the torture after being detained, or even becoming a sacrifice.
But he didn't want to die, he still wanted to live.
But, is there still a chance? Little Sam screamed hopelessly in his heart, questioned, and prayed. He really didn't want to end his life like this. When he became a slave, he didn't want to die, let alone now.
Little Sam burned the last ray of hope and kept running forward.
But fate seemed to be against him. Although the night brought 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… twisted.
Feeling the stagnation in the wind, this time, Little Sam was finally desperate.
"Hey, why is this a forest? Is the road sign positioned wrong?"
Just as Little Sam hopelessly stared at the bright starry sky that he might see for the last time, waiting for the death verdict, he heard a sound coming from his ear.
There was no one around, so where did the sound come from
Little Sam lay on the ground, trying his best to raise his head to look at the source of the sound.
I don't know when, a red-haired man who looked slightly loose was walking out of the forest.
The red-haired man clearly saw himself.
Little Sam clearly saw that the man's golden eyes lit up in the moonlight and walked towards him.
"At night, this forest is still so lively." The red-haired man muttered as he looked into the distance, walked to Little Sam's side, squatted down, and glanced at his legs: "Hey, kid. You look very good. It's not good, my ankle is swollen."
"So, you answer a question from uncle, and uncle will help you heal?"
Without waiting for Sam to agree, the red-haired man asked directly, "This should be the Revelation Continent, right?"
Little Sam hadn't recovered yet, and nodded subconsciously.
"Fortunately, there is not too much deviation." The red-haired man's eyes brightened: "Then do you know how far this is from the Central Empire? Or, is this the Central Empire?"
…
Little Sam only felt as if he had experienced a dream.
It was already at stake, and he even began to despair at the cruelty of fate. He did not expect a dramatic reversal at this last moment.
No, it's a bit too bland to say dramatic, it should be a magical turn.
Little Sam thinks so because he's in an extremely magical scene right now
Above his head is a dazzling starry sky, surrounded by thin and light clouds, and under his feet is a dreamy flying boat driving in the sky.
When Little Sam was very young and a nobleman, he rode in exquisite carriages and shepherded giant eagles that were said to grow up to ride on, but he never thought that the boats floating in the river would one day fly to heaven.
Moreover, this boat, called a gondola, is as beautiful as a work of art in a fairy tale.
The person who created such a fairy tale dream was the red-haired man he met before. It was also because of the other party that he was able to escape from the desperate crisis.
It's just this way of escaping that makes Sam feel like a dream.
"Children, let me confirm again, do you really know the direction of the city of Saint Sam in the Central Empire? It's not right to lie, and the nose will grow long." The red-haired man looked at Little Sam suspiciously. Little Sam is too young, he looks like he is about twelve or thirteen years old. It is estimated that a child of this age has never left the local town. How can he know the location of the suzerain
"I didn't lie, I really know, because I... I used to live in St. Syme." After Xiao Syme finished speaking, he touched his nose with some fear, and thought to himself: Why does the other party tell a lie and take a long time? long nose? Could it be that, like a witch in a fairy tale, the opponent cursed him
"Oh?" The red-haired man looked into Little Sam's eyes deeply. After a while, he nodded: "You are telling the truth."
"Since you really know where Saint Sam City is and are willing to take me there as a guide, then the deal is done." After the red-haired man finished speaking, he stretched out his index finger and pointed at Little Sam's ankle a little in the air.
Little Sam immediately felt that his ankle, which was still swollen and painful, suddenly became cool, and all the pain disappeared after a while.
He couldn't help twisting his ankle, and he really returned to normal!
The flying boat can heal the ankle with a little bit of it... There is no doubt that the other party must be the legendary extraordinary person. Thinking of this little Sam, he will not dare to lie, and his nose will become longer!
"Treatment of your ankle is my reward for asking you to answer. As for the silver coins you asked for, I will give you the silver coins you asked for when you arrive at San Sem City." The red-haired man said, and paused: "Since now we are In the same boat, aren't you going to introduce yourself?"
Little Sam didn't dare to lie, and said softly, "My name is Egg Sam Rulandal, and I like to be called Sam."
After the red-haired man heard Little Sam's answer, an imperceptible gleam flashed in his eyes.
Three-segment names are not uncommon, but they are rare on a slave. The red-haired man could easily detect the slave mark on Sam's back, so he confirmed early in the morning that the other party was a slave, and it was most likely a runaway slave.
A slave has a three-segment name, indicating that the other party was not born as a slave, but should have become a slave for some reason.
The most interesting thing for him was that the other party called him by his middle name. Generally speaking, the middle name belongs to the mother family, or he took it himself, and it can even be ignored in formal occasions, but he chose to call himself by the middle name. Obviously, he valued his middle name the most.
"Isn't it Little Syme, who used to live in Saint Syme. Do you still have something to do with Syme?"
"It doesn't matter." Little Sam lowered his head to prevent the other party from seeing the sadness in his eyes.
"It seems that it is really related." The red-haired man didn't listen to Little Sam's answer at all. He stroked his chin and said, "The Saint Sam family, is it your mother's family?"
Little Sam: "..."
Red-haired man: "Okay, if you don't want to answer it's fine. Since you have introduced yourself, let me introduce myself."
"My name is Angel Pat, you can call me Mr. Pat."
Angel was still near the Savage Cave half an hour ago. Now appearing in the distant Revelation Continent, it is natural to prepare to find Freud.
However, Angel is obviously still a beginner in the application of planes. Although the channel was successfully opened, the spatial beacon he positioned was slightly deviated in the end.
He still crossed the sea and came to the Revelation Continent, but it was more than a thousand kilometers away from the Central Empire and appeared in the Duchy of Yinyun.
As a person who never remembers the way, Angel didn't know where the city of Saint Sam was at the moment. Fortunately, he met the injured little Sam, so that he would not go to the wilderness of dreams to ask someone for directions... That would be a bit shameful .
Angel still has a good impression of Little Sam, who let him save his face.
"By the way, will it hinder you by taking you out of the Duchy of Yinyun to go to the city of Saint Sam? If so, I will arrive at the destination later, and someone can take you back."
Angel could see that when Little Sam mentioned the city of Saint Sam, he grieved more than expected, and refused more than closeness. It is estimated that Little Syme doesn't really want to go to Saint Syme City.
Re-thinking that the other party lived in the city of Saint Seme when he was a child, and was a suspected nobleman who became a slave. It is estimated that there are many twists and turns and bizarre stories.
Angel doesn't care about the other party's story, but he doesn't mind providing him with some help, such as having someone send him back to the Duchy of Yinyun.
When Little Sam heard that he was sent back to the Duchy of Yinyun, he immediately raised his head and shook his head: "No, I don't want to go back."
"Then don't go back."
Little Sam was a little surprised, but the other party agreed so quickly: "Aren't you curious, why don't I go back?"
"I'm not curious, but it's still too early for the night to fade. If you're willing to talk about it, I don't mind being a listener." Angel said indifferently.
Little Sam was silent for a moment. He couldn't hold Mr. Pat's mind, and he was worried about the curse of lying with a long nose, so he decided to tell what happened before.
"Oh? Because you killed the farmer, it turns out that they were chasing you." Angel suddenly realized: "It's no wonder that in the middle of the night, the old forest in the mountains is still so lively."
"It's not about being lively, it's me who killed people..." Little Sam said in a low voice.
"Well, in your opinion, this is indeed a big deal." Angel: "Why did you kill him?"
A trace of hatred flashed in Little Sam's eyes: "I didn't think about killing him. He wanted to kill me first and sacrificed me as a tribute, and then I accidentally killed him."
"Sacrificial offerings sound like primitive-style sacrifices?" Angel whispered, "Who is he going to sacrifice to?"
Little Sam: "I don't know, I only know that the sacrifice may not be just me, and it's not just the farmer who participated in this sacrifice, there may also be those nobles."
After hearing this, Angel didn't make any more comments, but thought to himself: "The collective sacrifice event... Could it be passed down from the primitive tribes of the Ferran continent? If so, then it is estimated that the other world wants to get sacrifices. It's a person who wants to deepen the connection with the wizarding world by offering sacrifices."
"This matter can be big or small. I remember Neia from the Hurricane Tower, the royal family in the Central Empire, let Floyd know when the time comes."