Warhammer Wizard

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When Desen woke up again, he found that the day was light and all the people in the room had gotten up and put on the prepared clothes.

I don't know what fabric this suit is made of. The texture is very strong. The light blue fabric feels rough to the touch, but it is comfortable to wear on the body and the size is very close. Everyone is equipped with a pair of leather boots with hard soles, which makes them feel stable on the ground.

The door of the warehouse opened, and several imperial servants came in with food.

These foods are only grain bread and gruel, but the slaves have not eaten anything for a whole day. At this time, they smelled the aroma of bread and the hot gruel. They all swallowed disappointingly, and gu lu in their stomachs. The sound of lu.

Under the protection of Transcender, the servant pushed the dining trolley through the corridor of the room and distributed the food to everyone.

And announced that breakfast is available in unlimited quantities, but only this time.

The slaves cheered and couldn't wait any longer.

Desen gobbled it up. He has never eaten a full meal since he was captured by the Venus and became a slave. It was the first time he discovered that cereal bread and gruel were so delicious.

After breakfast, the slaves sat on the bed contentedly, and each and everyone had their stomachs rolling.

Desen kept restraint and only ate 9 points full.

From everything he has seen from last night to now, he has noticed that the slave master who bought himself and his people is definitely not an ordinary person. Moreover, as far as he knows, no slaves are allowed in the empire except the Turder trade city-state. This is Modu, and his destiny may have a turning point!

After a short break, a Transcender mercenary shouted: "Everyone come out."

The slaves looked at each other in blank dismay, in groups of three or four, walked out of the warehouse.

Desen mixed in the crowd and went out. The morning sun was shining on his body, and he saw that the clansmen in the other four warehouses were also called out.

When he reached the clearing, he found that many people were looking at the sky with dull eyes.

Desen also looked up.

Suddenly saw a city in the sky, suspended above the sky and level with the clouds, even if separated by several dozen li, one could feel its grandeur and grandeur.

"Floating Void City!"

"Mother God, this is simply Gods Vestige..." Some slaves were shocked to kneel directly, facing the direction of Floating Void City, and prayed to Mother God of Earth.

Desen is also blank in his mind.

The Empire’s Floating Void City is famous in the whole world. He has read it many times in the book. He knows the origins and names of the Empire’s 7 Floating Void City, but he can only truly appreciate it when he sees it in person. Floating Void City was a shock.

This seems to be a city of miracles that only gods can create, representing the pinnacle of mortal wisdom and skill!

After the shock, the slaves were concentrated on the clearing.

Desen searched everywhere, and finally found the silhouette of the younger sister among more than 300 female slaves. Her condition looked good, ruddy complexion, also wearing light blue clothes.

After boarding the slave ship in the port of Vinar, he finally saw the younger sister again.

But without waiting for the siblings to recognize each other, the mercenary Transcender issued a command to separate the men and women and let everyone line up in the open space.

More than 1000 slaves, adjusted in a mess for half an hour, finally arranged in order.

Under the gaze of the mercenaries and centaur, the slaves dared not speak, and the open space of Nuo Da was quiet.

Desen stood in the middle of the team, feeling a little nervous inexplicably.

The mercenaries brought a simple wooden platform and placed it in front of the queue. When the slaves were wondering, a deep Transmission Gate opened in front of them.

Then, a tall silhouette came out of it.

When the slaves saw his appearance, they were all surprised, and the impossible to bear whispered.

"It turned out to be him!"

Desen in the team opened his eyes wide. This person is the great character who left a deep impression on him. He still wears light armor, a large scarlet cloak behind his back, and a faint smile on his handsome face. Uncommon military might, everything seems to be under control.

Behind him, Transmission Gate walked out a group of burly soldiers in heavy armor.

These fighters are half a body taller than the ordinary person, like a high metal wall, the ground trembles slightly as they move around, and a strong and terrifying breath assaults the senses.

Desen's perception is inherently sharper than others. After just two eyes, he feels hair stands on end.

Based on his intuition, any one of these tall warriors can easily kill more than 1000 people, including himself!

When the Transmission Gate closes, ten 2 terrifying fighters stand in a row.

In the eyes of the slaves, the young nobleman stepped up onto the platform that was only 2 meters high. He stood on it and could look down at everyone. His eyes swept across each slave, and there was something indescribable in his eyes. It feels like watching everyone seriously.

The slaves didn't know why, but they didn't dare to speak out. Some people lowered their heads subconsciously when they were seen.

Until a few minutes later.

"Introduce myself." His voice was very peaceful, so that everyone could hear clearly, giving a very cordial feeling, and said: "I am Earl of Glamorgan, Ren *Augustus, the lord of this territory. Maybe you don't. It doesn't matter if you know me, you will know it in the future. Now you only need to know one thing, and I will buy you all."

Desen was shocked. He had a lot of speculations before, but he never thought that this youngster, who was similar to himself, turned out to be a real lord!

He has an understanding of the imperial aristocracy.

It is very clear how rare the empire's real-time lord is, not to mention that the Glamorgan collar is in Modu, and the status of this lord is probably even more noble than Duke Kemel!

And he is so young!

However, what surprised Desen and the slaves the most was that Sir Lord, the latter half of the sentence was spoken in Kemel language.

Is Sir Lord a Kemel?

Many slaves have this idea, only a few people who know the empire like Desen know that this is absolutely impossible. This lord should only be able to speak the Kemel language. His appearance is completely indistinguishable from the Kemel people.

The lord standing on the high platform continued: "First of all, I want to tell you a good news." In the eyes of people, he solemnly announced:

"You are free."

All the Kemelites were stunned for a few seconds before they understood the meaning of this sentence. The scene was in an uproar, almost uncontrollable, the mercenaries and centaur hurriedly maintained order.

The surprise came too quickly to understand.

Even Desen, he had been mentally prepared, but when he heard it, he almost cried with excitement.

Many people couldn't believe it and asked loudly, "Sir Lord, is this true?"

"Of course, I always count." More than 1000 Kemelites stared at the lord and heard him say: "The Empire does not allow slavery. This is Glamorgan, not Shenzhen City. Naturally, it must abide by the laws of the Empire. , All slaves automatically become free people..."

The Kemelites burst into joy before they finished speaking.

"Mother God is on, I am free!"

"Glamorgan Earl, you are such a good person, the mother goddess will bless you."

"Wū wū wū ......" Some people cried with the clansmen around them.

When everyone’s emotions subsided, the lord on the stage said again: “You are not citizens of the empire and you have no identity records. You must register with me and become the leaders of the Glamorgan. Wait until 3 years later before you can become official. The people of the empire, then leave my territory and move freely within the empire."

Hearing this, many people hesitated.

Someone boldly asked, "Sir Lord, can we return to Kemel right away?"

"can."

The young lord glanced at the questioner, with no emotion on his face, replied: "But I don't recommend you to do this."

Desen's heart jumped, knowing that the most critical content was coming.

From beginning to end, he thought that this Glamorgan Earl had another plan, no one would spend a few 10000 gold shields to buy so many slaves, and then leave them for nothing.

"To return to Kemel Duchy from the empire, the cheapest ferry ticket requires 3 gold shields, and the passenger ship must pass through Shenzhen City and pass through the Sea Territory of the Venus." The lord asked in a calm tone: " Do you think, what chance do you have to return to Kemel?"

Everyone has absolute silence.

Each of them is now penniless, how can they get 3 golden shields?

And Sir Lord was right. Whether walking on land or by boat, they have to pass through the territory controlled by the Venus. They are only ordinary persons, and they may be caught halfway through and sold again as slaves.

Someone wanted the kind Sir Lord to pay and send them back.

However, even those who are unable to tell good from bad have no shame to make such a request, and it is even more impossible to get consent.

After a few minutes of silence, Sir Lord laughed and said, "I suggest that you stay in Glamorgan. I can provide you with a job and work on this farm, including food and housing. There is 800 copper yuan per month. salary."

The treatment conditions were better than those in Duchy in Kemel, and many people were immediately moved.

When they were in Kemel, the money they earned in a month was converted into Imperial Copper Dollars, which might not even reach 300.

Some people think further, such as Desen.

My hometown "Monolong" has been burned down by the Venus people, and even if he goes back, he will become a refugee. On the contrary, it is not as safe as in the empire.

And there is a chance to become a true citizen of the empire!

The lord standing on the stage paused and glanced over some people in the crowd. Indifferently said: "Among those who are willing to work on this farm, I will select some people for training so that you have the opportunity to become Transcender."

These few words are like earth shattering.

Transcender !

Which ordinary person does not want to be a Transcender?

Whether it is for revenge for the family, to live a better life, or to gain strength, it can only be achieved by taking the path of Transcender.

Before they became slaves, they were all civilians, and only a few of them had been trained, and they had no connection with the extraordinary.

Now, this opportunity is here.

Desen's mind almost stagnated, and then reacted, putting all his worries behind him, and the first one raised his hand and shouted, "Sir Lord, I am willing to stay!"

"I am willing."

"Sir Lord, I won't go back to Kemel, please give me a chance!" Others also returned to their senses, rushing to the high platform.

The queue was finally messed up.

"Stand up for me!"

A scolding sounded in everyone's ears, the voice with terrifying power, reaching the soul. Suddenly, more than 1000 Kemelites stood blankly on the spot, and their eyes were full of panic. Each and everyone had their legs weakened, and they didn't even have the strength to escape, and several of them even became incontinent.

After two minutes, people gradually got rid of their fear, shivering and restoring the queue.

Desen stood back in the team and looked towards the lord on the stage with a lingering heart. With the sound just now, he seemed to have seen the legendary giant dragon and almost thought he was going to die.

"Is this the power of Sir Lord?"

He was afraid and yearning in his heart, secretly thought: "Just shouting, so many people are scared to death, when will I have such strength?"

While sighing, Desen heard the lord’s voice, “Well, I’ll start selecting people now. The first batch of 300 will be trained for half a month to see the effect, and those who fail are eliminated and added from the second batch.”

He lifted up his spirits, holding his head up and looking forward to being selected.