It took Manfold a while to recover from his dizziness.

His vision was blurred, and his face was burning and it was quite difficult to open his eyes.

Damn it, what if the aristocrats had agreed to fight and not have a slap in the face?

With great effort, he slowly sat up from the ground, moved little by little towards the two frightened women, and pulled out the rag from their mouths. "Don't be afraid, I'll untie the rope on your body when I take a breath."

Both of them didn't even dare to breathe, but just nodded slightly.

This time he paused for a longer time before he accumulated enough strength to loosen the rope. "Okay, you can leave. Just be careful not to be caught by that guy..."

That guy probably has no chance. When the ship is full of people and leaves the port, he should be able to run into the migrants wherever he goes. He probably doesn't have the courage to do such things in front of everyone.

The woman who was free from the bondage carefully walked around him, then quickly ran out of the utensils. The rushing footsteps gradually faded away, and finally returned to silence.

From beginning to end, they still haven't said a word, including thank you.

Manfold leaned against the wall and breathed slowly, and the coachman's words suddenly appeared in his mind for some reason.

"I said, boy, don't always treat yourself as a good person, especially outside...or one day, you will suffer a big loss."

He shook his head and threw these distracting thoughts behind his head.

I have long been used to such a situation, right?

Now I just hope to return to the assigned cabin before the official departure, so as not to be occupied by someone.

Suddenly, Manfold heard the tiny steps coming again, and was moving closer to him little by little with the "squeak" sound of the wooden board.

Hell, that person named Mai Jinli hasn't played enough yet, right?

The sound of footsteps came to an abrupt end at the door of the utility room, and then the door was pushed open and a head came in.

Manfold was stunned. The person who came was one of the escaped women.

When the door opened, he found that the two of them were actually there and the man standing behind was carrying a wooden barrel with difficulty, his movements were so stiff that he seemed to have used all his strength.

It was not until he put the bucket in front of him that he noticed that it was filled with clear water.

"you……"

One of them took out a handkerchief, wiped the blood on his face gently after wet it, while the other apologized, "Hug, sorry, you were beaten like this. We were so scared at that time that we didn't dare to say a word... because... you said you were also a nobleman."

Manfold couldn't help laughing.

Even though his whole body was stinging, he didn't want to control his expression.

"Uh, what's wrong with you..."

"Didn't I say it?" he interrupted the other party, "From the moment he boarded the ship, there was no difference between slaves and nobles again. Because the King of Graycastle not only abolished his slave status, but also took back all the noble powers. In other words, we are the same people."

That's right, Manfold was not unaware that the Grey Castle had no knights. Merchants who had traveled around the world had long passed the news to Wolf Heart. In the eyes of most nobles, this was simply a rebellious act, but it made him pay more attention to Wimbledon.

Since his family fell behind, a question has been coiling around his heart, that is, what exactly is a knight?

When his father was still there, he never considered this issue, and thought it would be only a matter of time before he inherited this identity. However, when the territory was annexed in the competition between various forces, Manfold found that things became unexpected, and the new lord turned a blind eye to him, and those who were obviously not qualified became superiors, and he seemed to have nothing except a surname.

According to ancient books, the pioneers selected the most outstanding representatives of them as kings, and the king gave the heroic and good warriors the status and honor of the brave and warriors to defend their homeland and lead the people together. This is the origin of the title. As the people closest to the bottom, knights should be humble and compassionate, and uphold fairness and integrity, so that the territory can prosper.

It is precisely because of these qualities that ordinary people do not possess that they are more noble.

This is also the person Manfold has always wanted to be.

But now he couldn't understand what the difference between knights and ordinary people after they were gone? Are they the extraordinary spirits or a land deed that represent their nobleness?

In the battle between power and interests, the territory of the great lords changed every day. Among the people they knew around them, the cripple could be knights, and the idiots could be knights, but he could not do it without land, which made him doubt the so-called "knight class".

Despite the decline and backwardness of the family, Manfold's goal has never changed.

It can be said that he had the idea of ​​going to Gray Castle, and all he lacked was travel expenses. Later, the people of Gray Castle took the initiative to enter the wolf heart and moved the residents of villages and towns everywhere to become the best opportunity.

He wondered whether he could still become a knight in a place where no more nobles were present.

After hearing the saying "We are the same people", the two women's expressions were obviously relaxed a lot, "Is it really...is it?"

"It spread several months ago in the noble circle, and the great families wanted to call Wimbledon a devil from hell." Manfold smiled with difficulty, "But now, they probably have to go to the most terrifying devil."

The man who wiped him was silent for a moment, "Why do you want to help us? Are you not afraid of being the nobleman..."

"He dared not kill him because I have reminded him." Manfold shook his head. "I don't know how the Greycastle man will review it, but he heard that lying is absolutely impossible with a witch. Even if he doesn't think that bullying you is a crime, killing another noble without authorization is definitely an unignorable crime. He knows this."

He gasped at this point, "By the way, my name is Manfold Castein, where are you?"

It's really interesting. This is his fourth time today, right?

"My name is Delan," the other party whispered, "her name is Momo." She paused, as if she was determined, "What the nobleman said is true, we were sold to."

"I said that it was all before boarding the boat, and it would be fine if I didn't mention it." Manfold waved his hand, "As the coachman who sent me here said, no matter how he lived before, there would be a new life in the future. If we were not like this, we would not make up our minds to leave the wolf heart and go to a distant strange place, right?"

"Woo"

At this time, the long and thick horn sounded.

The time for departure is almost here.

"Go back, if someone takes over the position, it will be troublesome." He forced himself to stand up. Although his whole body still hurts a lot, it should be no problem to barely walk back to the cabin. "The same goes for me. I don't want to sleep in the utility room for such a long journey."

The two women looked at each other, and after hesitating for a moment, Delan took out a white ball from her pocket and handed it to him.

"This is……"

"A medicine that can delay pain," said Delan. "If you lick it when the pain is too much to bear, or break a small piece to eat. But remember not to take too much at a time, because it can only delay the pain and cannot eliminate them."

Manfold took the meatball with a puzzled look on his face. It delays lightly instead of relieves pain. Is there such a magical medicine in this world?

Delan and Momo did not explain any more and left the utility room with the bucket.

And this time, the two stopped when they reached the door and bowed deeply to him, "Thank you, Mr. Castein."

Manfold breathed a sigh of relief.

Not everyone is the same, right?

This is enough.

He looked at the pill in his hand for a while and tried to put it to his mouth and lick it.

A faint sweetness spread from the tip of the tongue.

Maybe this is... a meatball made of wheat flour? Maybe a little honey is added.

Maybe it was just a placebo that was stolen from the noble who bought her.

However, when this thought arose, something incredible happened.
Chapter completed!