Chapter 481 Slaves
In the second year, you and your mother continued to do menial jobs to at least support you, and you had to show some wisdom that was not common among your peers in advance.
And because of your precocity, your mother was treated well.
You, too, have been chosen as a candidate for something.
In the third year, you were brought to a big tent, and there were other children with you. The person who brought you here told you that as long as you protected the master of this big tent well today, you would be rewarded by the master.
You feel something is wrong, and indeed something is wrong. In the middle of the night, a group of masked men throw poisonous insects here and shoot countless arrows.
The children around you were crying and wanted to leave the big tent, but you keenly noticed that their crying disappeared after the children left .
So you didn't try to escape in vain, but instead tried your best to block the door with something, then waited for it to be over, and kept directing other children to clean up the poisonous insects with you.
Your judgment was correct, because on the second day, you saw the heads of those escaped children. Their heads were chopped off and made into strange magical tools, and their parents were dragged out and hacked to death.
The reason is simple.
It ran away while its owner was still around.
And they told you that those children were killed by assassins.
Your master, a strong-looking man, praised you and gave you delicious candies. You took the candies and looked at the happy faces of other children around you. The warm sunshine sprinkled on your body, but it only made you feel cold.
You start following a girl, who is also your future master. She chooses you to be one of her future guards, along with several children who have performed well in the past.
Those children who were able to stabilize because of you were taken to other places and taught by some guards.
You behave quite modestly because you know that once you show the slightest sign of noticing something is wrong, you will not be greeted with praise or anything else.
But death.
You begin to learn all kinds of knowledge with your mistress: etiquette, martial arts, magic, herbs, voodoo, politics, and how to manage slaves and build good relations with fish nobles and commoners.
But the difference is that she will have to learn various skills to rule people and socialize with various noble children, while you need to learn much more.
More torture techniques, more ways to plunder slaves.
and the duties of a slave.
All kinds of humiliating ways were shown to you, but you didn't care. You just looked at the miserable conditions and wailings of the slaves around you, listened to the hymns praising the Shurima monarchy as eternal as the sun, and silently made a decision in your heart.
No matter what the myths say, no matter what the real history says, if Shurima is the eternal, unchanging sun in the sky.
Then you will be Hou Yi who draws his bow and shoots it down!
What’s interesting is that your master’s best skill is archery, so during your training, you are more exposed to bow and arrow techniques.
In the fourth year, after a brutal training of potions, magic, and death if you fail, you began to formally learn archery.
However, unlike the soft bows of your masters, the bow you use is also special, but it is also a very powerful bow. You look at your companions who were whipped with an iron whip because they did not pull the bow, ignore the wounds on your fingers, and continue to pull the bow.
Your performance is very good, so in your training, the training of sword and shield is reduced, and the training of bow and arrow is increased. This means that before the other servants are dead, you don't need to use your body as a shield for your master.
In the fifth year, your mother died again, the year before she became a free man. The reason your master gave you was that she was ill from overwork, but you knew very well that it was simply because no slave could become a free man.
Becoming a free citizen after working for a certain number of years is just a dream.
You didn't show any sadness, you knew your little master was holding a dagger and aiming at your heart, so you just said coldly, 'It's damn bad that my mother couldn't continue to serve the master.'
"What a good dog."
Your master called you so affectionately and you just smiled because you felt the knife in your back leaving you.
After leaving, you found that your companions had also accepted such a test, and most of them passed, but one companion who had always said in private that he wanted to take his parents to live a good life disappeared.
It is said that he died of illness.
You begin to ask your mother to forgive you in your prayers, every day.
In the sixth year, your training has been upgraded and the situation has become increasingly tense.
In the seventh year, your abilities gradually became outstanding, and during an exam, you awakened the talent of a hard drive spirit. Because of this knowledge, you helped your master do a lot of things.
Your status has risen.
But you don’t think it’s a big deal, because as long as the chain on your neck is not removed, you will be a slave.
In the eighth year, your relationship with your little master is getting better and better, but you know very well that your good relationship is only because you are very useful to her.
In these eight years, you helped her detect poison in the water and assassins hidden in the crowd countless times, and constantly made interesting food and toys , and always gave perfect suggestions when it came to homework, math, and doing the tasks her father gave her.
Not only that, your appearance has become more handsome.
So, she likes you, but she just likes you as an object, not really likes you.
You’re cool with it.
In the ninth year, your loyalty was tested again. The witch said that she needed the flesh and blood from your face to feed medicine to her weak master, so you did not hesitate to go under the knife.
When you cut the flesh off your face, the witch says she needs your heart, so you prepare to stab your heart with the dagger without hesitation.
Because you know that if your heart really had to be used, you wouldn't have a choice at all.
You bet right.
Just before the dagger entered your heart, your master came out with a satisfied smile and stopped you.
"I am very pleased with you, and if you were not a slave, it would only be a matter of time before you became the king's guest, but now I will not hesitate at all, you are indeed my best slave. Come, learn this, and live."
He held out his hand to you, performing a terrifying display of magic, and threw a companion in front of you who also had a broken cheek, but did not have a dedicated heart.
You reached out and grasped this magic, and then you learned it.
You then realized that the magic you mastered was flesh magic, a type of magic developed by the Ascended Ones to try and heal Bakay.
A kind of magic that can achieve immortality and allow mortal bodies to fight against ascended beings.
