Mage Adam

My brother is seven years old and my sister is six years old. I have no father, no mother, and no one to rely on. I want to steal my communicator from a strong adult, and then escape from the manor, cross the wilderness, and enter an unknown city. One can imagine the difficulty.

They only know which room their communicator is in, and who the usual watchman is. Apart from that, they don't even have the ability to make a plan.

However, none of this can stop them from wanting to become students. Slaves have been from generation to generation. Their parents are slaves, so they are, and because they are slaves, their future children will not be able to escape.

For the two siblings, this may be the only chance to change their fate.

"Eat a little more when you leave work tonight, and take more. Don't be afraid of being beaten. Only when you have enough food will you have the strength to escape."

The younger sister nodded nervously.

"At night, I will lure away the guards at the room and the door. If you can steal the communicator, steal it. If you can't, just run away. After leaving the manor, wait for me in the woods we saw on the mining road last time. If you count Before I come by the thousand counts, you leave by yourself." The elder brother said the plan he had racked his brains.

The younger sister covered her mouth in panic, even though she was naive, she knew that if her brother didn't show up, she must be dead.

She sobbed: "But I can lure them away, brother, run away first! I know they want to do bad things to me, I can delay more time!"

The elder brother gritted his teeth fiercely, and the gums oozed blood: "Those beasts!"

"Don't cry! Be obedient! Otherwise, I will die in front of you now!"

The brother and sister are planning to escape here, while on the other side, the owner of the manor has just sent away the envoy of the great noble from the city.

"Release all slaves of the right age unconditionally." The knight sprinkled the compensation money on the ground and roared: "They are all my wealth, why should I release them! Just with this few gold coins?! My slaves only need one year. I earn double!"

He took out the communicator from his arms and threw it on the ground, picked up the giant sword and slashed at it like crazy, but the communicator was unharmed, and the message was still shining: "Mage! So what about the mage! Can you deprive me of my private property!"

The steward at the side watched the knight lose his temper with a low eyebrow, ignored the residue splashed on his body and said, "Master, I think we should think about what we should do now? Should we free the slaves, or?"

The knight looked at him and shouted: "Release? What are you kidding! Let them go and who will work for me!"

The butler continued: "But if we don't let them go, how can we explain to the city lord? Or, how can we explain to the mage?"

The knight calmed down: "Master mage hehe, don't they know how many slaves they have by relying on these communicators? If we throw away the communicators far away"

The steward frowned: "However, the previous census has recorded the number of slaves we have."

"Then go and do it with the rest of the knights. If anyone asks, just say that we have released these slaves, but they died on the way!"

"This thing is still useful, at least we don't need to ride a horse for a few days to inform others." The knight sneered and picked up the communicator, and dialed the numbers of several knights he had befriended.

The steward hesitated for a moment, but finally said nothing. He felt that the matter would not be so simple, but as a retainer, the master's decision came first.

The two brothers and sisters gulped down food with bruised noses and swollen faces. When the daylight was completely dim, the elder brother hugged the younger sister fiercely, and then resolutely walked out of the slave hut.

There is no entertainment in the dark night of the manor, and the gentlemen are having fun in the lighted room,

Servants and slaves could do nothing but sleep to replenish their strength.

The elder brother went all the way to the room where the communicator was stored, but found that it was very lively here.

"Hurry up, remove all these things tonight, the carriage is ready outside, whoever delays the master's good deed will be a slave!"

"Hey, Brother Duke, do you think we have a chance to become mages?"

"Hey, you can become a sorcerer with your poor life? Don't even think about it, no one in the whole manor can do it! Hurry up and go to work, and then go and watch those little bastards. Beat him to death! No one is allowed to sleep tonight, keep watch on the manor, and whoever lets go will ask you to count!"

When my brother heard these words, he rushed out excitedly and shouted: "You can't do this! Give me back the communicator! I want to join the academy!"

The handymen at work looked at this little figure in astonishment. After a while, Duke sneered and said, "Hehe, there are people who are not afraid of death. Catch him and beat him to death! Hang him at the gate of the manor for public display!"

The city of colleges, among the towers.

"People's hearts are always insatiable. The compensation I gave is more than enough to redeem their slaves, but some people still have luck." Adam said in the communication center, looking at the densely intertwined radio communication images on the screen.

"Quack, master, guess what kind of expression they will have if they know that you can know everything they say through the communicator?" Garfield said gloatingly.

As an ultra-dimensional mage promoted by relying on the electromagnetic field, Adam can easily monitor all radio waves within the continent of the college, and clearly know what messages are conveyed in these radio waves. Adam's eyes.

The four bodyguards around him felt the personal chip in their mind strangely, Aisha said: "When we use it, you can't hear it, can you?"

"Of course not. After the mage signed the contract with Tinder, the autonomous fluctuation of the soul is the most perfect encryption method. Even I can't know what you said." Adam relieved, but he didn't say anything. If he really If you want to know, there is naturally a way to crack the encryption algorithm.

Garfield realized that it was time for him to show his power, and asked eagerly, "Master, what should we do? Should we just watch them take advantage of the loopholes?"

Adam asked the researcher behind him: "Is the energy problem of law enforcement robots solved?"

The researcher is from the Institute of Atomic Energy. He said: "The small fission reactor has been perfectly matched with the power system and structure. The energy generated by each addition of fuel can support conventional operation for ten years, and can be activated to perform tasks at any time."

"very good."

"I gave them a chance, but they don't know how to cherish it." While talking, Adam called up the map of the college continent, and the dense red dots on it were all death signals.

"Garfield."

"I'm here, Master!" Garfield was extremely excited.

"lets go."

"Master, to what extent?"

"Whatever, they don't have a second chance."