Release that Witch

After the carriage left, Manfred found that as the driver said, no one stayed and waited for him. Everyone walked away, and the crowds around him were all strange faces.

However, he did not feel too much frustration. It was not for the sake of gaining gratitude for doing those things, but because he thought that doing so was correct.

According to the information provided by the driver, Manfred quickly found the registration hall of the Grey Fortress. In fact, the area is not only full of banners, but also people everywhere are sipping, it is difficult to pay attention.

Despite the large number of people, the order on the scene is not chaotic. The iron railings divide the crowd into a number of folded strands. It seems that the distance from the entrance to the registration desk has been artificially extended, but this also makes people only qualified according to the railing. The "roads" move forward one by one.

When it was his turn, the gray-great man dressed by a soldier received him and the outsiders were wearing the same uniform, which was very recognizable.

"first name?"

"Manfred Kastein."

"Identity, whether there is a criminal experience, what are the specialties?"

The other party’s inquiry process was the same as that of the driver’s husband. Manfred answered the truth one by one. All the contents like the family were taken with me. When the special section was preparing for the details, the soldiers only heard one After reading and writing, he interrupted him. "Okay, go to the No. 6 trestle and get on the boat. This is your registration number plate, don't lose it. Next."

He has not recovered, he has been squeezed out of the team and entered the dock area.

Uh... this is all right?

Is it really like the coachman said that just literacy can be mixed in the gray fortune? However, looking at the situation in front of the registration desk, it seems that I would like to pull a gray castle, I know how to read and write text? When he was waiting in line, Manfred noticed that the group of recorders had changed for several rounds. Sometimes even the soldiers who were temporarily looking for supervision order responded, and there was no such thing as a scorpion.

This situation made him quite confused.

Moreover, the brand that the Grey Fortress gave him seemed to hide the mystery. It turned out to be an iron card with a twine on one end, which can be worn on the neck as a necklace. The sign is engraved with a series of symbols, probably related to the number at the time of his registration. It takes a few dollars to find a blacksmith to find a blacksmith, but if it is extended to the entire migrant group, it is not the same thing.

Kastan’s family territory used to have a blacksmith shop, and he naturally knew what it meant. An iron plate can be made with the scrap left by the iron, but one hundred and one thousand can't; the symbol is enough for half a day, and it can be repeated a hundred times, a thousand times, and the time will become quite long.

But what about a thousand people on the dock?

If Shenchi Bay is such a scene every day, tens of thousands are going low! And for all the migrants are prepared for such a registration card? The materials and time needed are beyond his imagination, and he is afraid that the blacksmiths who gather all the wolves can't do it.

Just this is what makes him feel the richness and luxury of the Grey Fort.

Before the Ming Dynasty, this title should belong to the morning kingdom.

With this feeling, Manfred boarded a three-masted sea boat.

I don't know if it is a special relationship. He was assigned to a cabin where ten people live together, which is much better than the expected situation of sleeping warehouse. Even so, the rich smell of the cabin still makes him unbearable, and even if the family is lonely, at least it can guarantee a comfortable bedroom.

So he only stayed for a while and he escaped with awkwardness. Just as he was about to go to the deck, Manfred suddenly heard a slight cry for help.

It seems to be coming from the end of the walkway.

At this time, there were not many people boarding the ship. The sailors were also busy on the upper level. The entire cabin looked a little empty. No one except him heard this call for help.

Manfred did not hesitate to walk towards the source of the sound.

At the end is a solid utility room. Except for the crew, I am afraid that few people will come to this place. He put his ear on the door with a light hand, and he heard some strange noises, like who is struggling.

He decisively stepped back two steps, slammed his shoulders and slammed into the door.

And the sight in front of him makes Manfred a glimpse.

The man standing in the utility room was actually an acquaintance in the carriage, who walked along and laughed at his stupid middle-aged aristocrat. Two of his followers were pressing the two women on the ground, trying to tie their hands and feet with a rope. The woman’s mouth was stuffed with a pile of linen, and it was only able to make a low-pitched voice, apparently they were forcibly brought here.

"Oh? Isn't this a self-deprecating fool?" The nobility was not flustered. "I didn't guess wrong, you should be a nobleman too? My name is Mai Jinli, what about you?"

"Manfred Kastein." This is Manfred's third time in a day. Moreover, he noticed that when he said his identity, the woman’s eyes that had just lighted up were extinguished, and even the extent of the struggle was much smaller.

"Kastan? I haven't heard of it." The other shrugged. "But you are lucky. If you come across it, you will have fun, but you will be behind me."

"Let them go." Manfred sighed.

"Ha?" Mai Jinli blinked. "Are you having a problem? Do you know who they are? Slaves! And I don't know how many people have been played. I started thinking that I was wrong." I didn't expect to encounter these two small things on the boat. As far as I know, their owners can't let them go, so the conclusion is very simple, they are escaping. Even so, you have to protect Are they?"

Escaped slaves are the lowest of the slaves, almost the same as livestock, and no matter what the aristocracy does, they will not be blamed.

But as he said before.

"Everyone is like this. It does not mean that this is correct."

"The destination of this ship is the Grey Fort, right?"

"...what do you want to say?" Mai Jinli said with a sullen face.

"The propaganda of the Grey Fortress must have been heard. The Wimbledon royal family has cancelled the slavery, so from the moment they board the ship, they are no longer slaves." Manfred did not give up. . "And don't forget, there is still a round of review after disembarking, including criminal experience. If I say it, do you think that the Grey Fortress will not happen?"

"If I have to continue?" asked each other with a word in a word.

"Then win me first." Manfred picked up his sleeves. "I am a knight."

The voice did not fall, and Mai Jinli had already rushed up.

......

The battle quickly broke out.

The other's bodyguards apparently also practiced. In the small utility room, Manfred failed to support the ten strokes and lost the power to fight back. When he had a bruised face, Mai Jinli did not forget to make up his feet.

"I want to be handsome with this skill? I thought that your skill is as powerful as your mouth." The middle-aged aristocrat snorted. "Mom, I have completely destroyed the interest of Laozi. You like to protect these two." Let's give you a good stock, but don't forget, slaves are slaves, no matter where they are! It's really awkward to meet such a fool, let's go!"

The door was knocked out, and in the crowded and shoddy utility room, there were only three people who could not move for a while.