Or did Chris come out of silence first and ask, "Bornless slave?"

The man said, "There is a master."

Chris nodded and continued to ask, "Why did he break the slave mark on his forehead?"

Only then did Zhao Sicheng realize that the scar on the man's forehead was a broken slave mark.

Zhao Sicheng looked at the man's forehead carefully. Although the man's forehead was scratched in a mess, he could still see a mark. It should be what Chris said, the mark of the broken slave.

The man still replied calmly: "Because the master is dead."

"Why did he die?" Chris was also very curious. How could a person who could have a level 8 sword master as a slave die so easily?

"I killed it." The man was still calm, as if he did not regard killing his master as a big deal.

"How did you kill it?" Chris asked even more curiously.

"It was just killed directly. Their family was all civilians. I had already awakened the fighting spirit at that time. It was still easy to kill a civilian." The man said it very easily, like killing a fish.

"Oh! Then you became a runaway slave and even broke the slave mark." Chris sighed first and continued to guess.

The man also replied: "Yes."

"Why do you kill your master? Are they very bad for you? According to my understanding, ordinary slaves still want to be bought by civilians, at least by civilians. Most of the descendants of slaves will no longer be slaves. If they are bought by nobles, their descendants will probably be slaves." Chris said.

It was the first time Zhao Sicheng heard that civilians could still buy slaves. He always thought that buying slaves was something aristocrats did. Civilians themselves couldn't have enough food, so how could they have money to raise slaves?

The man seemed a little excited when he heard Chris ask about this. The scar on his forehead was beating, which looked particularly ferocious. He said viciously: "Old Jack's family bought me, just asked me to make mating tools, and also to make mating tools for their stupid and disabled daughter. I don't want to mate with his stupid and disabled daughter. So they beat me, humiliated me, stripped off my only fig leaf, and threatened me. If they don't mate with their stupid and disabled daughter, they will sell me back to the slave market. Chris Sword God, what are the consequences of the slaves that have been sold, if they are sold back to the slave market? Do you think I should kill them?"

The man obviously became more and more excited as he talked about it. It seemed that he was also a person with a story.

Chris continued to sigh and said, "Oh! So you killed their family. However, according to what you said, since you have awakened the Dou Qi and are still a rare dark Dou Qi, even if you are just a Level 1 trainee samurai, you should be worth more than 3,000 red crystal coins. Such civilians with disabled people in their families cannot afford slaves like you."

The man smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "It's my luck. I was 15 years old that year and had just awakened the fighting spirit, and it was a rare dark fighting spirit. Chris Sword God, you should know that if a child has good talent, he can awaken magic and fighting spirit at about 7 years old, but if he is over 15, the possibility of awakening magic and fighting spirit is almost zero. There are few people in the dark system, and my fighting spirit awakens late, so he avoids the inspection of the slave market. Old Jack only uses 60

0 Red Crystal Coins bought me. I was very happy to be bought by civilians, but I didn’t expect that their family would just use me as a breeding tool. So I killed their family and escaped. But my luck seemed to have been used up because I met Chris Sword God. I have always been very careful, and I have not had a good talent. Chris Sword God, how good is the talent of a 15-year-old person who awakens fighting spirit? So I have been working very hard, and I practice as soon as I have time, but unfortunately I can’t escape the fate of a slave.”

The man smiled wryly and pointed at his forehead and continued, "Because of this slave brand, no one can look at me. Even if I am already a level 8 sword master, Chris Sword God, tell me the truth, will you appreciate a level 8 slave?"

Chris nodded and shook his head again, not knowing whether he agreed or disagree.

"Yes, because of this slave brand, I have no friends, no lover, and no one who agrees with me. Even the priests of the Dark Temple are unwilling to treat me. They are priests who are more noble than nobles. How could they heal a slave? The Dark Temple is unwilling to take in a slave, so I killed that noble priest, what noble priest, isn't it the same as ordinary people when I die? So I was wanted by the Dark Temple, and I escaped to the Thunder Empire. I didn't dare to reveal my true face at all. I could only enter the Greedy Wolf Thieves Group and become a thief. Chris Sword God, in fact, I had had enough of this kind of life. I happened to meet you today and was killed by you. I lived a very atrocity all my life. Can you let me die more vigorously?"

The man smiled self-deprecatingly: "Haha! I guess the Sword God of Chris is not willing to kill me. If the Sword God of Chris kills a slave, it will definitely dirty your hands. But I am really happy today. The Sword God of Chris can listen to me as a slave. If I say so many things, I will be considered dead without regrets. Even if I go to the underworld, I can remember this day clearly. Chris Sword God of Chris, thank you! Thank you for listening to me say so many things."

Zhao Sicheng could clearly see the tears left by the man. Although Zhao Sicheng sympathized with the man's tragic experience, he would not take him in.

Zhao Sicheng didn't want to keep a slave who killed the master.

Xiaobai also looked at the man in front of him in surprise and thought: "Humans are really strange. They just cried when they were talking, but the master didn't hit him. Why did he cry? The master always hit Xiaobai, and Xiaobai wouldn't cry even if he didn't cry."

It was the first time that Feiying and Water Snake knew the identity of the man. They never knew how rich a slave could have, but they did not agree with a slave and could be their partner.

Chris' right hand also began to tremble. It seemed that he was not sure whether to kill the slave in front of him.

The man also saw Chris' trembling right hand and continued, "I really don't want Lauchris to do it, I'll do it myself!"

The man said, taking out his black sword and wiping it around his neck.

Seeing the man's actions, Chris made up his mind and took out his giant sword and stabbed it into the man's chest.

The man smiled happily and said, "I'm so happy, really! Thank you Chris Sword God!"

As he said that, he left happily, a world that made him unhappy.

When Chris heard the slave's self-report, he was not in the mood to find trouble for Feiying and Water Snake, and directly killed Feiying and Water Snake with one sword.

Zhao Sicheng hooked his fingers a few times, and the souls of the flying eagle and the water snake flew into Zhao Sicheng's hands.

Zhao Sicheng sang the mantra of rebirth to the man's soul: "Namo Amitabhava Yeduta Tagata Amitabhava Amitabhava Amitabhava Amitabhava Amitabhava Amitabhava Amitabhava Amitabhava Amitabhava Najiya Karaja Najiya Karaja Najiya Karaja Najiya Karaja Najiya Karaja".
Chapter completed!