I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 289 The Suffering Sword-wielding Servant! What a beautiful fairy sister!
Roland thought to himself that it was bad. He took a look at the way these people were dressed. It was very strange, not like people from the Middle Ages.

They had no polearms, but swords, which were very special: rapiers.

A wide-brimmed hat, a rapier, a musket, and a magic wand at the leader's waist.

It's broken. There are wizards and hand cannons.
Are you from the south? No, this is the country of sea forts!
These are definitely not bandits, they are a slave-hunting group!

A slave-hunting group that specializes in hunting slaves for wizards!

The Kingdom of Sea Fortress is under the jurisdiction of the Twilight Council. Mortals and wizards live together here, and there are often slave groups secretly helping wizards to capture "experimental materials".

And most people here know some magic!

No, you absolutely cannot fight, you can’t win!
There are more than a dozen of them!
But they generally wouldn't fight against the nobles. The nobles here all had some wizard blood.

The slave-hunting team seemed to have not expected that they would encounter anyone in such a remote place.

The boy was not very old, but his clothes were very unusual, especially the bow and sword, which looked very strange. He was definitely not an ordinary nobleman.

But the strange thing is that this guy's clothes don't look like those of a local.

The leader of the slave-hunting group frowned and gave his men a look. Then he smiled, took off his hat, and bowed slightly to Roland: "￥%#@￥%"

Roland's face turned very ugly. He was sure that it was the common language, but it was a western dialect!

Fortunately, Valeria has a special geographical location, belonging to the northeast of the East.

As a Northeasterner, Roland's common language is very 'standard'.

So although he couldn't understand the dialects of other places, people all over the East could basically understand the Valeria language.

Roland pretended to be calm. He returned the greeting and first introduced himself.

He said he had come with the head of the family to visit the Sea Castle Family, hoping to secure more opportunities for maritime trade this year and sell the potions in the territory.

Today, I went hunting with my family, following Sir Wallace of Sea Castle. Since it was already afternoon and the team was preparing to camp by the river, I came here to explore the route.

The head of the family, Baron Hall, loved making friends. Since they had met unexpectedly, Roland invited them to stay and attend the upcoming hunting party on behalf of the head of the family.

Roland's invitation was full of hypocrisy.

But the slave hunters didn't care about these details. They knew the boy must have seen through their identities. He seemed to be expressing goodwill, but in reality, he was reminding them that there were many of them and they were coming, so they should not cause trouble.

Although there are many doubts, the slave hunting group does not want to cause more trouble.

It is better to believe it than not to believe it. Whether this guy is lying or not, he is a noble.

If he really has any connection with the Haibao family, killing him will cause endless trouble.

The leader smiled and declined Roland's offer. He tried hard to adjust his accent and said they were out to capture two escaped slaves.

Now that the mission is complete, I happened to be passing by here to get some water, and after getting the water, I have to hurry back. So although I really want to accept the invitation, I have to decline.

While the leader was chatting with Roland, the slave-hunting group couldn't wait to come to the river to fetch water.

These guys were extremely thirsty. Many of them washed their faces and drank water directly while standing in the river. They only started to fill their tanks with water after they had drunk enough.

They claimed to be capturing two escaped slaves, but those two 'slaves' did not look like slaves.

There were no slave marks on their exposed skin - 90% of the slave marks were branded in easily visible places, and most of them were even branded directly on the face.

Generally speaking, slave-hunting groups would not mark newly captured slaves with slave marks.

One is to leave yourself a way out.

Second, according to the law, only professional slave owners could brand a slave – after a slave-hunting group captured a slave, they had to first find a slave guild or a professional slave owner.

Then they need to pay a commission to have the guild train the slaves.

Slaves had to be trained before they could be bought and sold.

The slave owners were hailed as dark wizards who knew no magic.

Some slave masters can completely change a person spiritually and cognitively.

Even if she is a noble princess who will never yield, as long as she is trained for a period of time and asked to eat shit, she will obey.

Once a person is trained like this, there is no going back.

This slave-hunting group is very professional, and its leader seems to be a slave owner.

But he did not give the two new slaves a magical brand, because slaves without a brand could sign a slave contract with the guild.

Many buyers did not like slave marks to be left on their slaves.

These two girls who were caught...are a little weird.

They should be sisters.

My sister is of very, very high quality. No matter how you look at her, she looks like the eldest daughter of a noble family who is graceful and elegant.

But judging by her dress, she looked like a country girl herding shepherds.

She seems to have excellent magical talent!
The Light Wheel Qualification can be sold for more than 50 magic stones.

In addition to her looks, if someone were to like her, and if she were still a virgin, it would be hard to say how much she would fetch at a slave auction.

Even 50 magic stones are still 5000 silver dollars!

It was sent out immediately!
The shepherd girl looked like she had just been captured. The slave-catching group cherished her very much and did not dare to hurt her at all.

She looked weak and frail, tears streaming down her face. Her mouth was gagged, and she looked at Roland pleadingly.

Roland turned his head away, avoiding her gaze.

Why is that girl's character so strange?
She was wearing a weird puppet costume that looked like a big fat bird. It looked so funny on her.

She was dancing in circles.

The slave catchers around her kept a distance from her, looking at her with strange eyes, as if they were afraid to be touched by her.

This girl doesn't look like she was captured at all, but rather like she came here on her own.

Seeing that Roland was staring at her, the little girl showed a happy and naughty smile.

From her eyes, Roland actually read her thoughts.

——Come and save Leona, brother~~
Roland's mind buzzed.

He remembered!
This is my own sister!

No, that's not right. She is the shepherdess's sister. How could he be her brother?
Roland suddenly covered his head.

This time he really remembered.

Leona, Leona Alayye!
This is his long-lost sister.

I didn't expect to meet her here.

It seems that after she got lost, she was taken in by a shepherdess and her family.

The leader of the slave-catching group noticed Roland's strange reaction. He patted Roland on the shoulder and whispered meaningfully, "Our guild cooperates with the Seaburg family. There are many people named Wallace, and there are indeed two such people in the Seaburg family, but one does not have a title, and the other is not local."

Roland's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

The leader smiled and was about to take his men away.

"and many more."

Roland rummaged through his pockets and said, "Your two slaves are quite good. How about a deal?"

The slave-catching leader frowned, and just as he was about to say something, he saw the man opposite him take out several thumb-sized gems.

It turned out to be a mid-grade magic stone!
As a mid-level apprentice, the chief can recognize this thing.

Everyone around saw it, and a look of greed flashed across their eyes.

This young nobleman is indeed not an ordinary nobleman, he is definitely the descendant of a wizard.

But he had no companions at all, and he was the only one around.

While distracted, the boy actually threw a bunch of magic stones in his hand into the sky.

What the hell is this guy doing! How can we find him if he fell into the river?
At this moment, a sword flashed by. The leader was startled and reached out to grab the wand. But they were too close, and the boy drew his sword incredibly fast!

Swish. Roland pierced the leader's throat with just such an ordinary sword strike.

A small sword tip emerged from the spine behind the leader's neck, and the leader's body immediately went limp.

The sword was extremely sharp. It was clearly stuck in the bone, but it was pulled back in an instant.

After drawing his sword, Roland ran away.

Bang, bang, bang, the sound of several muskets rang out, and the boy's figure swooshed into the woods. He could not be hit at all.

——"Damn, don't let that kid get away!"

The slave catchers behind were furious, but only three or four of them caught up.

The others were looking for magic stones there.

The person who chased after him was not doing so to avenge the leader - that guy must have more money in his hands!

Roland hadn't actually intended to run. He was trying to separate these people. Throwing the magic stone was to separate them, and running was also to separate them.

Although Roland is just a sword-wielding attendant, he has a lot of fighting experience!
For a squire, the most important basic ability is not swordsmanship, but running. Because when you encounter someone you can't beat, you have to run, and when you encounter a large crowd, you also have to run.

As you're being chased, your opponents will separate. The one running in front is definitely one of the strongest. Fight back and eliminate him first, then keep running.

If you can't run away, you can only wait for death.

If you can outrun them, but the first one is very strong, then just run as hard as you can. As long as you have more stamina than them, you can wait until they're tired and then fight them. You can even run away and turn around to shoot them with a bow and arrow.

But Roland encountered a problem.

He found that he couldn't seem to outrun this group of people!
I can only try my best. If I can get rid of the one closest to me first, I still have a chance.

Roland looked back and felt a slight chill in his heart.

The distance between those people was very close, and they were still in formation when they were chasing!

It turns out that these guys have the physical qualities of a real knight!

They could have caught up with Roland a long time ago, but they saw that Roland's swordsmanship was extraordinary, so they deliberately tried to keep away from him.

Roland wanted to sneak past them and fight them when they got tired.

They have the same idea!
Seeing that the group of people were about to catch up, Roland picked up the bow and arrow, turned around and jumped, intending to draw the bow and shoot someone in mid-air - the group was standing in a group, so he was sure to hit one of them!
As a result, he found that he couldn't pull the bow!
Mudd!

Without time to think, Roland drew his sword and engaged in a chaotic fight with everyone.

During this fight, both sides' pupils shrank slightly.

Roland discovered that this group of people were much stronger than him. He was holding a heavy sword while they were holding rapiers. With the weight of his weapons and the leverage of his hands, he should be able to gain the upper hand.

But it is difficult for me to use my sword to deflect these people's swords!
The four slave catchers were also shocked. They were clearly holding rapiers, while that boy was holding a heavy sword, but he was able to draw his sword incredibly quickly.

There are many sword techniques in this world, but they generally follow a certain pattern.

However, the slave catchers found that they could not understand this boy's sword moves!

No, he has no idea at all!

The slave catchers tried to surround him many times. If they did, they would be able to kill him no matter how good his swordsmanship was.

But they found that they couldn't surround him!
Every time, there are only one or at most two people fighting against him!
When he drew his sword, his body was constantly moving. His upper body was like a dancing snake, constantly moving. His whole body was like a butterfly, jumping back and forth.

Jumping is the most dangerous action when a knight fights, it is a flaw!
This kid clearly has many flaws, but he is actually deliberately luring everyone forward!
He was clearly jumping with his back to someone the moment before, but as soon as the person behind him approached, he struck back with a sword!
His body just happened to block his hand, so the slave catchers could not detect the trajectory of his sword. In addition, the slave catchers thought he had a flaw and rashly chased him, so they were hit immediately!
In just three or two moves, the guy with the strength of a full-fledged knight had his calf cut off by this little squire, and he lay on the ground rolling and screaming.

After a few more fights, the second person was touched on the neck!

The remaining two people were horrified.

He's clearly just an apprentice knight! He's clearly just a squire, how can he be so strong?!

His swordsmanship was so superb that it even reminded everyone of the 'Sword Saint of Dawn' that was passed down by word of mouth in the south!
That guy came from the south. He had once been a guest in the Sea Castle, a distinguished guest of the Sea Castle Baron. He left many legends in this Sea Castle Kingdom.

He was like this back then!
This sword master often challenged others to fight, using his mortal strength to fight against them, but no one was his match.

The same goes for his sword!
But this kid's movements are even more bizarre!
Bang, bang, bang, the sound of bursts of musketry came from afar. Roland was about to pursue the victory when he felt a pain in his waist and almost fainted on the ground.

Damn! The others are catching up!

There is someone behind me and there is someone on the side!

Someone was catching up with those two people!

——What Roland and these people didn’t know was that in a big tree above their heads, there was a witch sitting there and had been watching for a long time.

Her expression was extremely strange, and what was even stranger was that she seemed to be muttering to herself in a low voice.

"Sister, what is my brother-in-law doing?"

"Who knows. Also, you can call me sister, but you should call him Master."

"But I like to call him brother-in-law. Ouch. It hurts, sister."

She spoke to herself in Elvish.

After being shot, Roland dared not hesitate any longer. He immediately rushed over to the two men. The slave catchers, out of consideration for their teammates, stopped firing and rushed after him with swords drawn.

Roland wanted to quickly get rid of the two men, but they had learned their lesson and only defended without attacking. Roland tried to play "sword games" with them many times, but no matter what flaws they showed, they would not be fooled.

Their physical strength was stronger than his, so Roland didn't dare to attack rashly. In just five or six seconds, everyone was able to attack.

Seven or eight people surrounded Roland, and with a sword on the left and a sword on the right, Roland's strength was exhausted.

With a clanging sound, a large net came over. Roland was fighting the enemy, but with a feint, he split the net.

But then, five or six people rushed forward, grabbed the broken net, pinned Roland to the ground, and tied his hands.

——"Mad, why don't you kill him?"

——"Are you stupid? This guy is definitely not an ordinary person! Look at this sword, look at this bow!"

A man holding Roland's bow and sword said.

That bow is an elven bow!

There are many exquisite mythological patterns on the sword and scabbard.

——"So he killed so many of us, so we're just going to let it go?"

——"Brother, this bow and sword are worth a lot of money!"

Everyone hesitated for a moment, greed in their eyes.

After making this order, I will never have to worry about anything in my life!
Looking at the expressions of the crowd, Roland closed his eyes and sighed in his heart, "It's over."

One of them immediately drew his dagger and walked up to Roland with murderous intent on his face: "Boy, don't blame us."

As he spoke, Roland felt a chill on his neck.

After the dagger slashed across Roland's neck, the man was stunned for a moment, then cut him a few more times with the dagger.

But no blood came out.

Looking again, it was clear that this kid had been stabbed by so many swords, his clothes were torn, but there was not a trace of blood on his body!
——"This kid is a little weird!"

Everyone seemed to notice something unusual, but someone threw Roland's sword over.

——"Use this! Quick!"

——"Why are you still standing there? There's no one here. Who would know if I kill him?"

At this moment, an arc of electricity suddenly flashed across the sky, directly turning the man holding the sword into charcoal.

Just as everyone was stunned, a cold low laugh from a woman was heard in the sky.

——"Haha, who said there's no one here? I've been looking for a long time."

Suddenly, there was a loud rumbling sound of thunder in the sky.

Lightning flashed and jumped on everyone.

Those seven or eight strong men with the strength of knights were reduced to ashes amid screams of terror.

Then, a cold and beautiful witch slowly floated down from mid-air. She looked at Roland and said, "Roland, I've been waiting for you on the top of the mountain for so long. What are you doing here?"

Roland looked at the woman with a strange expression and said, "Do we know each other?"

The woman narrowed her eyes slightly.

Roland swallowed hard, cold sweat running down his face.

This woman is so beautiful.

To be honest, Roland has never seen such a beautiful woman in his life!
Well, this is actually a bit of an exaggeration. I have seen many celebrities in my previous life, but they were not real people!

Roland now felt like he had met a superstar.

If she were in a Hollywood movie, she would definitely be a great beauty who would go down in history.

When she flew down in her fluttering black clothes just now, Roland thought she was a fairy sister!

Well, if there were fairies in the West.

Witches are fairies, right?

However, this fairy sister is a little too scary.

Whether it was when he had a cold face or when he had just killed someone, Roland felt a little uneasy.

Now, as she stared at Roland like this, his nervous heartbeat almost stopped.

This fairy sister just killed a dozen official knights with ease!

Roland has never seen a truly strong person in his life!

This is not a fairy sister, this is a female devil!

She had just killed someone, and now she was looking at him with murderous intent on her face, as if she really wanted to kill him. He was definitely finished now.

(PS: The latest chapter has not been released yet, it has been blocked, and it is still waiting for review. Don’t wait, just read it during the day)

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