When he died, he was thrown out at will.When the light was light, they flocked to a clearing outside the farmstead, where a scrawny Neilbrook was tossing a hot cauldron.Aldrich was called Brink, the only slave on the farm with a name.Most of the slaves here were nameless, and they were sent from all over the country to the estate of Viscount Kurov, and they were soon sent out lying down, and no one remembered who they were.The cauldron was steaming, but there was no smell of food, but a fishy smell of feces and dirt, for the raw material was the dirt under their feet.The pot was a thick brownish-yellow substance, with some strange solids floating in it.The Neilbrook man lifted the bucket and poured the murky water into it, and the flavor of the porridge intensified.It was such a breakfast that the slaves rushed into, and they rushed up to the cauldron in droves, reaching out to scoop up the sticky paste, despite the boiling heat.Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The stirring Neilbrook struck them on the head with a long-handled spoon and yelled: Get out of the way!
Lazy and greedy!
The slaves dispersed, and then each took a bowl to scoop the rice, and the slaves who had scooped a handful happily licked the scraps from their fingers.Aldrich lined them up, his lean muscles glistening in the sunlight, looking nothing like the other slaves.The Neil Brook man glanced at him, and the spoon sank down, and he scooped half a spoonful more.The others who grabbed the food raised their necks and devoured their breakfast, and their rule was to eat one meal a day, working non-stop every day, with no time to rest.Clever slaves would find an opportunity to take a nap while they worked, but if they were discovered, they would face whipping from the overseers.Aldrich flipped the bowl in his hand, but did not eat it, he stood there, looking at the slaves who were buried in breakfast, the Neilbrook people who were cleaning the cauldron after scooping up the porridge, and the slaves who came one after another, but had no food to eat, this is the life of the slaves in the farm of Viscount Kurov, in fact, in every manor, the slaves live like this.As a cheap and readily available fuel, they provided the nobility with unlimited wealth.Aldrich walked up to a skinny slave and brought the bowl to him, still a child, with a bulging belly and limbs as thin as bamboo poles.The skinny slave gave him a strange look, for such behavior had never been seen in the farmstead.Then he quickly took the bowl, a gesture that caught the attention of all the slaves, who stared at the skinny slave with fierce eyes, ready to snatch it at any moment.But Aldrich stood beside him, and there was a strong and silent aura from him, and the slaves did not dare to move.The skinny slave hurriedly swallowed his food, and the overseer soon came with a whip, and it was evident from his face that he had eaten much better than the slaves.Let you eat!
Let you eat!
Get to work!
The overseer urged the slaves to continue their work on the farm, and the slaves who could not walk were naturally whipped again.Aldrich was about to follow when a hand grabbed him.Why are you giving him food?
Blake looked up and asked earnestly.Aldrich did not reply, and like the other slaves here, seemed to have completely lost the ability to speak.After all, talking is a laborious task.If you're hungry, come to me.Blake looked at his deep eyes, long eyelashes, and handsome silhouette, and his tone became slimy: I'm Brink.He was dressed neatly, his face was ruddy, and although he was a native of Neilbrook, he had lived in Viscount Kurov's farm since birth.Viscount Kurov liked the boy and deliberately gave him different treatment, he did not need to go to work on the farm, he could cook a meal a day, and he could rest.Aldridge lowered his head and glanced at Brec, which made Breck's face flush.Then he loosened the force in his hand, and Aldrich was gone.Chapter 20 After another long day's work, Aldrich saw two slaves fall, and the overseer poured cold water on them, and those who reacted continued to work, and those who did not respond were dragged to the mass grave.Aldrich was much more energetic than usual, and when he was in church, he had to go to sleep every day after all his work had been done, and it was usually late at night, and then he had to get up around 3 a.m. to go to the library to receive Noah's teachings.He never grew tired from it, nor was he addicted to alcohol or other psychotropic substances.Nevertheless, after two days of continuous labor without a drop of water, Aldrich began to feel dazzled and dazed.His mind was confused with thoughts about me getting out and what happened to Noah, but the reality was that he was at a loss for what was going on.The slaves who worked in the farm lasted only ten days and half a month at most, and the overseers did not care about their lives, nor did they have any sense of human resources, they only needed to constantly consume their life force and create the most wealth for Viscount Kurov in the shortest possible time.In the evening, when they were finally allowed to rest for an hour, the slaves were whipped into a wide straw hut as if they were driving livestock.There were no beds in the huts, and sewage flowed sideways, emitting a foul smell.The slaves fell asleep, and Aldrich stood for a moment, then he stepped out of the hut and looked out of the farm by the moonlight.There was a faint movement there, guards to prevent the slaves from escaping.Aldrich thought back to the strength of the guards he had seen after entering the farmstead, if he was still wearing armor and holding a large sword, these guards were not his opponents, but he was now unarmed, and after he went out, how could he get rid of the pursuit of Viscount Kurov He slowly fell into deep thought, the escaped slaves had no way to survive no matter where they went, and there was Noah, he had to find a way to know Noah's current situation Aldrich suddenly heard a light footsteps, he tensed his body, took a step back vigilantly, and leaned his back against the grass hut, Look around.A small figure appeared in his sight, Blake ran towards him, and Aldrich saw his eyes sparkling in the night.Blake stopped in front of him and stared at him curiously.Great, you haven't slept yet.Breck said happily: I brought you food.He took out half a piece of hard black bread and handed it to Aldrich, a cold and hard loaf of bread that could be used as a weapon, and better than the clay breakfast in the morning.Aldrich took it, sat down on the stone, and whispered thank you.Blake looked at him with sparkling eyes, his face was slightly red, and said: I have never seen such a beautiful person as you, Aldrich looked up at Blake while munching on bread.The other party was a boy of only ten years old, with slender limbs, excellent Neil Brook blood, a high nose bridge, slightly thick lips, full cheeks, and lacquer-like skin.He was indeed a very beautiful boy, and he was rarely forthright and direct.Aldrich ate the bread silently, while Blake babbled on the side.He said that tomorrow there would be guests coming to the manor, and he was going to perform for the guests, because Breck was the master's favorite slave.He also said that he had read a lot of books in the manor, and those books were very interesting, and he did not know if the outside world was as wonderful as it was written in the books, and he wanted to go out and see, but the master never allowed him to leave the manor, Aldrich listened to him, fell asleep at the last break, and when he woke up again, it was time to go to work again, and Breck was gone.Today's overseer was especially grumpy, wielding a whip to cheer everyone up.At noon, Viscount Kurov came with a group of guards, and by his side was a young man dressed in a splendid manner, whom Aldrich guessed was Viscount Kurov's guest.He glanced at it from a distance, Breck ran over, Viscount Kurov touched his head and said a few words with a smile, and his guests were also smiling and pointing at Breck, not knowing what was said.Aldrich looked at the guards behind him, and if he was taken by surprise, he might be able to escape.The power in the Shilan Empire is basically concentrated in the church, and the guards around these minor nobles are basically just ordinary people who have cultivated.Suddenly, the overseer came up and said to Aldrich in a rough voice: "Go!
Your Excellency the Viscount calls you!
Aldrich put down his farm tools and strode over, the overseer following him like a little attendant.Your Excellency the Viscount!
The man has already brought it.The Overseer jumped out from behind Aldrich and smiled flatteringly.Viscount Kurov looked at Aldrich, his tall and slender figure and well-defined facial features made him look out of place with other slaves.He pointed to Aldrich and asked, "Where did this come from?"
The overseer replied, "The chief knight of the judgment sent it."
Viscount Kurov nodded and said, "He will follow me in the future, it's too wasteful to put it in the farm."
He turned his head and said to his guest, "The breed is not bad?"
His tone is like evaluating the breed of a livestock.His guest smiled and nodded, then pointed to Blake and said, "I still like him better!"
Viscount Kurov smiled sympathetically and said: He is also my favorite slave, kept for ten whole years!
But Aldrich, if you really liked it, was taken away by the envious and jealous eyes of the overseer, and soon someone gave him a new set of clothes, and began to teach him the rules of serving Viscount Kurov.You just have to wait for Viscount Kurov to eat every day when he eats, and you need to pay attention to the fact that he has a lot of rules, each of which is only said once, and never repeated.He also taught Aldrich some etiquette and warned Aldrich that if he did anything wrong, he would be beheaded.Thankfully, Aldridge had an excellent memory and learning ability, so he put on new clothes and was given an afternoon break.According to the man who taught him the rules, he was promoted from the lowest farm slave to a second-class slave, able to follow his master, and if he behaved well, he might be able to get the master's favor and do more complicated things for his master.For a long time, there were basically no slaves who could get out of the farm, and most of them died in the farm before the master found them, and Aldrich was able to stand out and teach his slaves just by his appearance, but looking at Aldrich's face and body, he had to be convinced, he really stood out from the crowd, very eye-catching.In the evening Aldrich went to serve Viscount Kurov, who had a great conversation with the guest, and when the supper was over, a group of beautiful maids beat the drums, which beat in a dull sound, while Breck began to play a flute.The flute is yellowish, wrapped in silver ornaments, and inlaid with colored gemstones, which is very beautiful.However, the yellowing of the bones made Aldrich feel creepy, and he thought about it for a long time, and finally understood what the shape of the flute looked like.Human leg bones.At this time, Viscount Kurov said to his guests: "The income from the farm has been quite good lately, and I am going to buy two more plots of land and a group of slaves, and they will work, slow and stupid, but cheap."
Thanks to the defeat of the Brooke Empire in the first place, we have an inexhaustible supply of Neil Brook slaves.The Neilbrooks are like rats, so let them work.This is where the aristocracy is inferior to the church, and if they want a piece of land, they still have to buy it honestly.If the people of the church wanted, they only had to make up a random accusation against the original owner, and they could take all his property for themselves.Two Neil Brooks only cost one bronze coin of Shilan, and a better one coin of silver, but a day's work on the farm can bring in a profit of half a silver coin!
Viscount Kurov said: So, as long as they survive a day, it is not a loss.The price of slaves is very attractive, and Viscount Kurov said some of his thoughts, in short, the more slaves, the better.His guests were in harmony, apparently like-minded with him, and then the two began to complain about the exploitation of the church and the difficulties of managing the family, and the difficult ties of kinship, after which they had enjoyed the dance of the maids for a while, and then went their separate ways.At night, Aldrich stayed in a new room, and he even had a bed.About midnight, Breck climbed up to his window and knocked on the glass.Did you sleep?
Blake asked in a whisper.Aldrich opened the window, and Blake scratched his head and jumped out of the window.Aldrich noticed that he still had the bone flute in his hand.Do you like to listen to the flute?
Breck said eagerly: I can still play a lot of tunes, I play the flute very well!
Aldrich sat down, pointed to the flute in his hand, and asked, "Do you know what this flute is made of?"
Blake was stunned, and recalled that it was the leg bone of a slave girl, and her calf was very beautiful, so the master used her leg bone to make a flute.Aldrich looked at him, and there was not the slightest hint of sympathy or indignation in Breck's tone, as if it had nothing to do with him.And after that, is the slave girl still alive?
Breck sat beside him and said briskly: "She is dead, and she has been crying since she cut off her calf, and her master is annoyed by her, so he cuts off her head."
Aldrich closed his eyes, he held his forehead, and the little boy next to him made him feel terrified.Aren't you sad for her?
Aldrich said weakly: At least you should be afraid that it is obviously her fault!
Blake said: As long as you please your master, you won't die.Just like me, the host liked me the most!
After Blake finished speaking, looking at Aldrich's expression, he said with some apprehension: Are you unhappy that I will play the flute for you?
Aldrich shook his head.Blake was even more frightened, he liked this man inexplicably, he liked the way he said thank you under the night sky last night, he didn't want to make this person angry.Then I'll tell you a piece of news, I talked about it when I listened to the host's chat.Breck said: "Yesterday the Church of Light held a trial, and the previous two infidels will be executed in three days, and the place of execution is in the square, I wish I could go and see it."
For two days after Chapter 21, Aldrich had been serving Viscount Kurov, restless at what Breck had said.He had already made up his mind to escape, and before that, he wanted to confirm the news with Breck, but he hadn't seen Blake for the past two days.On the morning of the third day, the day of the congregation's execution, Aldrich put on a gray robe and trousers, and tied a hemp rope around his waist.He went to the hall early in the morning to prepare for breakfast in the service of Viscount Kurov, and soon he was told that today's breakfast would be held in the courtyard outside, because Viscount Kurov was going to enjoy a show today.Aldrich hurried to the courtyard and set up the knives and forks for Viscount Kurov, who then sat down with his friends.The servants offered food to the viscount, and soon Brecke, whom he had not seen for two days, came out, dressed in a pure white robe, cleanly washed, with an innocent smile on his face, and the yellowed bone flute in his hand.Viscount Kurov's friend leaned over and smiled at Viscount Kurov and said a few words, and then Blake began to play the flute, and the viscount and the family ate to the sound of the flute.The flute sounded melodiously, and he stood in the sun, like a pure and unsullied angel.At the end of the song, Viscount Kurov's friend said: What an excellent flute.Viscount Kurov waved his hand and said: Let's start.Then three male slaves came up, two of them held Blake to his knees, put wooden shackles on his feet, and pressed his hands to the ground.