He couldn't help but twist his ankle and it really returned to normal!
A flying boat can heal ankles casually... There is no doubt that the other party must be the legendary extraordinary person. Thinking of this, little Sam will not dare to lie even more, and his nose will become longer!
"Treating your ankle is a reward for my questions and answers. As for the silver coins you asked for to help me lead the way, I will give them to you when we get to Saint Syme City." The red-haired man said, then paused: "Now that we
We’re in the same boat, aren’t you going to introduce yourself?”
Little Sam didn't dare to lie and said softly: "My name is Ego. Sam Rulendaal. I like others to call me Sam."
After the red-haired man heard little Sam's answer, an imperceptible glimmer flashed in his eyes.
A three-part name is not uncommon, but it is rare for a slave. The red-haired man could easily detect the slave mark on little Sam's back, so he confirmed early on that the other party was a slave, and it was very likely that he was a slave.
Runaway slave.
If a slave has a three-part name, it means that the slave was not born a slave, but must have become a slave for some reason.
What makes him most interesting is that the other party calls him by his middle name. Generally speaking, the middle name belongs to the mother's surname, or is chosen by oneself, and can even be ignored in formal occasions, but he chose to call himself by his middle name. Obviously
He values ​​his middle name most.
"Young Sam, right? You used to live in the city of Saint Sam. Do you still have some relationship with Saint Sam?"
"It doesn't matter." Little Sam lowered his head to prevent the other party from seeing the sadness in his eyes.
"It seems there is a real connection." 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 your mother's family?"
Little Sam: "..."
Red-haired man: "Okay, if you don't want to answer, forget it. Since you have introduced yourself, let me introduce myself too."
"My name is Angel Pat, you can call me Mr. Pat."
Angel was still near the Savage Cave half an hour ago. Now that he appeared in the distant Apocalypse Continent, he was naturally preparing to find Froud.
However, Angel was obviously still a beginner in the application of interdimensional tunnels. Although he successfully opened the tunnel, the spatial landmark he positioned was slightly deviated in the end.
He still crossed the sea abyss and came to the Apocalypse Continent, but he missed the Central Empire by more than a thousand kilometers and appeared in the Yinyun Principality.
As a person who never remembers directions, Angel didn't know where Saint Syme City was for a while. Fortunately, he met the injured little Syme, which prevented him from going to the Wilderness of Dreams to ask for directions... That's a bit
Shameful.
Angel still had a good impression of little Sam who asked him to save his face.
"By the way, will it hinder you if I take you out of Yinyun Principality and go to Saint Syme City like this? If so, I can have someone take you back when I get to my destination later."
Angel could tell that when Little Seme mentioned the city of Saint Seme, he was more sad than expected, more rejected than close. It is estimated that Little Seme did not really want to go to Saint Seme City.
Recalling that the other person lived in Saint-Selme City when he was a child and was a suspected nobleman who became a slave, it is estimated that there are many twists and turns in the story.
Angel didn't care about the other person's story, but he didn't mind providing him with some help, such as having someone send him back to the Yin Yun Principality.
When little Sam heard that he was being sent back to the Yinyun Principality, 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 that the other party agreed so quickly: "Aren't you curious why I don't go back?"
"I'm not curious, but it's still early before the night fades. If you want to talk, I don't mind being a listener." Angelhun said nonchalantly.
Little Sam was silent for a moment. Unable to grasp what Mr. Pat was thinking, and worried that he would be cursed with growing a nose if he told lies, he decided to tell what happened before.
"Oh? Because you killed the farmer, it turns out they are hunting you." Angel suddenly realized: "No wonder the mountains and forests are so lively in the middle of the night."
"The point is not fun, it's me killing someone..." Little Sam whispered.
"Well, in your opinion, this is indeed a big deal." Angel: "Why did you want to kill him?"
A trace of hatred flashed in little Sam's eyes: "I never thought about killing him. He wanted to kill me first and sacrifice me as a tribute, so I accidentally killed him."
"The tribute sacrifice sounds like a primitive sacrifice?" Angel whispered softly: "Who is he planning to sacrifice to?"
Little Sam: "I don't know, I only know that I may not be the only one to be sacrificed, and it is not just the farmers who are participating in the sacrifice, but also the nobles."
After Angel heard this, he didn't make any further comment, but he just thought to himself: "The incident of collective sacrifice...could it have been passed down from the primitive tribes of Felan continent? If so, then those who wanted to be sacrificed were probably aliens."
I am a member of the wizarding world, and I want to deepen my connection with the wizarding world by offering sacrifices."
"This matter can be big or small. I remember that Neia from the Hurricane Tower is in the royal family of the Central Empire. I'd better let Froud know about it when the time comes."
Chapter completed!