"Irving."

"Irving, damn it!"

It was not until he was called for the third time that Wang Qinian realized that he was calling himself.

The stout man, the stout horse galloped in front of him, and was calling him Taxman, who assigned Wang Qien to count the number of slaves.

Only then did Wang Qinian remember that this was one of his duties.

He had no choice but to ride a horse like Taxman to the middle of the team, then slowed down the horse and followed the formation of the slaves.

However, he did not count one by one immediately, but first looked at the number of people in each row of slaves, then counted the number of lines, and finally multiplied by the number of people in each row, and easily obtained the number of people in the current slaves.

The slave hunting team will count the number of slaves at least five times a day, and will count the beginning and end of the march twice a day, and the middle time is not fixed.

Just after counting the slaves, another horse came from the front of the team and asked Wang Qinian to go to see his teacher, Master Zanqi.

Wang Qinian was slightly stunned, and then followed him as if nothing had happened.

"Hello, teacher." Wang Qinian searched Owen's memory of this cheap teacher in his memory.

His cheap teacher is a real dark mage, with a magic level, usually called the mage level, about the seventh level, which means that he can build a third-level dark spell. If he is talented or skilled in magic mathematics, he may even successfully build a very few fourth-level spells.

Wang Qinian himself is just a magic apprentice, and his mage level has reached level 2, reaching the level of a high-level magic apprentice.

"Irving, are you okay? It seems that you recover quickly." Zan Qi looked at Wang Qinian with satisfaction.

In Owen's memory, Master Zanqi was still good to him, but he had neither excellent bloodline nor extraordinary magical talent, so even though he followed Zanqi for almost five years, he was still just a magic apprentice.

But Irving's ambitions are not small, so he was bought by Duncan's people and became the eyes and ears of the slave captive team.

Magicians are a very expensive profession. If Irving is unwilling to be a magic apprentice for the rest of his life, then the amount of money he is now far from enough to support him in the slave hunting team to go further on the road of magic. Moreover, according to previous memories, his talent is not outstanding, which will lead to him spending more money, so he cannot resist the temptation.

"Teacher, are you asking me for anything?"

"Oh, it's okay, I just see how you recovered. I've been marching in a hurry. I'm a little worried that you can't bear it."

"Thank you for your concern, but fortunately, I think I'm basically recovering." Wang Qinian said hurriedly. In fact, the injuries Irving suffered that day were not serious, and he was a little overly frightened. Although he had participated in the slave capture operation before, the Cockland slave capture team had barely gotten involved in the super-large slave capture team, so the operation was not very dangerous, but this time it was different.

"It must have scared you this time, it's quite dangerous. I guess there are already pursuers behind us, Irving, you will remind Taxman later."

"Yes, teacher." Wang Qinian said.

"Okay, you go down."

Wang Qinian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and unknowingly passed the first level after crossing the time.

The three leaders of the slave hunting team, Cockland, took the overall situation. The dark mage Zanqi is considered a think tank and is in the position of military advisor, while Taxman is responsible for the specific execution. According to Irving's memory, Taxman is actually a little dissatisfied with Zanqi, so Zanqi usually doesn't go to him to talk to him directly.

After Wang Qinian went down, Cockland's horse approached Zanqi again.

"How much did you say to him?"

"No, I haven't said anything yet. I just asked him to remind Taxman that maybe there will be pursuers behind us. When we arrive at the campsite tonight, I will call him quietly and ask him to do this. Is there any problem with your other people?"

"I've told Old John and the others that they will cooperate with Irving."

"Did you tell them everything you planned?"

"No, I just told Old John. The others, I just told them that I would form a temporary special team to be responsible for alert and surveillance, because I was worried that someone would catch up with the Elf Tribe, and that we might want to make trouble within us." Cocland said for a moment, "But when things are done, I will tell them everything. They have been with me for so long, which is worth believing, but for caution, I will wait until they finish this. I will leave all this to Irving, right?"

"This is the only way. This matter cannot be known to too many people, otherwise if someone complains to the General Group, we will be in trouble. Taxman was sent by the General Group. Our old brothers used to ask them to fight, but they can't play tricks. And this matter must be carried out by a more meticulous person. Although my apprentice is not very talented, before I took him in, he was an orphan. I picked him out of a bunch of beggar boys and sent him to do this. I think it is the only suitable candidate at present, or do you have a better candidate?" Zanqi narrowed his eyes.

Cockland shook his head and sighed, "No, just listen to you. I hope everything goes well. To be honest, I regret agreeing to you."

"Don't worry, believe me, we'll do this." Zanqi smiled, "The people on the main group are not gods. They can't know our plan. Duncan sucked enough blood from us, and this time he just got some of what we deserve."

The slave hunting team arrived at the scheduled camp as planned, a small town with only a few hundred people. The residents are humans, which is not far from the Modo border.

The next stop of the slave hunting team is the City of Freedom, which is the only city nearby, but it does not belong to Modo, but a brand new city built from the ruins, with a history of less than thirty years.

"Okay, everyone get ready to rest, Taxman, arrange for people to watch, and we are almost at Liberty City. When we get there, we will be safe and we can send a message to the district supervisor." Cockland said.

The slave hunting team rented several houses in the town and then set up tents next to the house. All the slaves were covered with hoods and covers in advance, so as not to be discovered that most of the insides were elves.

Those houses were rented to accommodate elf slaves, and the tent was built around those houses, which invisibly played a role in guarding the houses.

Wang Qinian put things in the tent and walked around the town.

This town is really not big, and it is too desolate, not even a tavern. Wang Qinian felt bored after visiting most of the town.

But there is no way. Since you are already in this world, you must accept reality.

Wang Qinian did not go back immediately after visiting the town for a long time. Captain Cockland decided to spend the night here.

Suddenly, Wang Qinian heard a noise. He was stunned and realized that he had walked to the entrance of the town again without realizing it. The members of the slave hunting team seemed to have started arguing with people.

The person who quarreled with the slave hunters looked like an old traveler with gray hair, wearing a plain white robe and holding an unusually thick wooden stick in his hands.

"You can't go in, I said."

"But this is the only town nearby that allows me to rest. I am going to the Free City on the Modo border. Please let me go in and rest. I will leave tomorrow morning."

"Let this old man come in." Wang Qinian interrupted.

The slave hunter team looked at Wang Qinian viciously and said slowly in the common language: "It was Taxman's order. When we rest here, the town will not be allowed to accept outsiders."

After the slave hunting team entered the town, Cockland went out to rent several connected houses from the town mayor and set up tents on the nearby open space.

Taxman has always been in charge of the team's safety alert. He spent some money to bribe the mayor, demanding that no one should be allowed to rest in this town from now until tomorrow morning.

"But, this old man must be very tired." Wang Qinian looked at the old traveler a little unbearable.

"So what?" the slave arresting team member said casually.

"Let this old man come in, I will talk to Taxman." Wang Qinian insisted.

The face of the slave hunter team member became gloomy. Another slave hunter team member next to him suddenly spoke, but he obviously did not use the common language in mainland China, but another language.

But they absolutely did not expect that even in another language, Wang Qinian would still understand.

"Who does this little devil think he is?"

"Forget it, give him some face, after all, he is that disciple."

"Bah, he has been with that person for several years. I heard that he has not learned any skills, but he was called around like a servant."

"As an apprentice, I used to be an apprentice in a blacksmith shop for a while, and my master who likes to beat people after drinking often calls me to do some heavy work. In the end, if I hadn't been able to stand his beating after drinking, maybe I'm already a good blacksmith now, and I don't have to ask for life on the tip of the sword all day long like I do now."

Wang Qinian's expression remained unmoved, but an indescribable waves arose in his heart.

The two slave hunters discussed in another language, which was Zhendan.

The most popular language on the mainland is the common language, which is a common term in the ancient elves empire, but this is only used for communication.

During the ancient elves empire, elves forced all races to use this language and common text.

Of course, this is not the real magic language of the Elf Empire. The ancient elves' language, like the dragon language, heavenly language, and purgatory language, can cast powerful magic. Even if ordinary magic is analyzed and recombined in the above four languages, its power is far beyond the power of the same kind of magic that appears.

The ancient elves' language is not just a language in a narrow sense, but also represents the achievements of ancient high elves in magic.

After the collapse of the ancient elves empire, all races continued to use the language of their race except for the common language. Those races that were already in vain during the period of being ruled by elves continued to use the common language and regarded the common language as the subject of their race.

After a period of mixed use, humans also abandoned their dialect and began to use the common language of the mainland as the subject.

The two slave hunters just now used the language of the common language in the mainland, but the language of the Zhendan Kingdom.

What shocked Wang Qinian was that in the memory left to him by Owen, Owen only knew the common language of the mainland and a little Saxon language, and the Saxon language came from his childhood memories.

But Wang Qinian had no obstacles when he heard the two slave-catching team members talking, and he didn't even know what was going on.

The slave hunter waved and signaled that the elderly traveler could come in and find a place to rest in the town.

"Old guy, don't run around when it's dark. We paid a sum of money to the mayor. He promised not to take in other people. Now there are kind people who are good at it. We let you in, but don't cause trouble for us and don't let Taxman see it."

The old traveler agreed with a smile, and expressed his gratitude to the two slave-catching team members and Wang Qinian.

When the old man walked away, Wang Qinian also planned to leave. At this moment, a voice suddenly came and called him.

"Irving, Irving, it turns out you are here."

"Hak, is there anything wrong?" Wang Qinian recognized this man as a slave arresting team member named Hak.

"Go to see your teacher quickly. Master Zanqi has something to come to you." Hake said breathlessly. It seemed that he had put some effort into finding Wang Qinian.

Wang Qinian nodded and agreed and walked towards Master Zanqi's tent.

But before he walked far, Hak caught up again and whispered: "Master Zanqi did not stay in his tent. He was here elsewhere, come with me."

Wang Qinian was shocked and had to follow Hake through the town. He met his teacher, the dark mage, in a dilapidated hut north of the town.

Zanqi waved his hand, and Hake, who led the way, stepped out, and closed the door before leaving.

"Teacher?" Wang Qinian felt a little nervous. He didn't know what Zan Qi asked him to do so mysteriously, and he was not in the camping place. Does he have any secrets that he was afraid of being known?

"Irving, I asked you to come because I wanted you to do something." Zanqi said slowly, and he kept looking at Wang Qinian's eyes as he spoke.

Wang Qinian's heart was shocked. In Owen's memory, Zan Qi was very thoughtful. Now that he is so serious, it is probably not a simple matter to say that something is wrong.

But now there is definitely no other choice. Wang Qinian tried his best to calmly answer: "I am willing to serve the teacher."

"Very good." Zanqi said with satisfaction, but he did not immediately tell what to ask Wang Qinian to do, but walked back and forth in the room a few steps, and finally stopped, before he seemed to have made up his mind.

"This is how it happens. Cockland and I decided to secretly transfer some of the elf slaves to another place tonight."
To be continued...