69novels Chapter 64 Encountering Good People Again and Ruzhang
Chapter 64 Encountering Good People Again and Ruzhang
Chapter 64 Encountering Good People Again and Returning to Nature
"I'm so lucky to have met such kind people in this place."
While they were eating fruit and enjoying the breeze on the road, a group of people caught up with them and attacked them with great excitement.
Broly was somewhat moved after his own convoy was attacked. After so many days, he finally saw the kind and simple people who would deliver things to his door again.
However, Broly did not intervene, because Akame and the others wanted to be independent and self-reliant, so they were the ones to greet this group of enthusiastic and kind people.
As expected, out of the twenty-six good people, the sisters Akame and Kurome stabbed seven. The broken knife they found carried a peculiar power that Broly perceived as tetanus; anyone hit by it would die instantly. However, the food obtained as a result was not poisonous.
Of the remaining nineteen, Nahash and Bonnie, along with the other children, took down six of them together. As for the remaining thirteen, Esdeath alone kicked eleven of them to death.
The remaining two guys were killed by Merard and Casandora using acupressure techniques after they attacked Merard.
"We're really losing money."
Melard complained somewhat, as an assassin, she had to charge for her kills.
Now that she has helped two people leave this world without charging them, she feels like she has lost out big time.
"Look, they have a lot of money in their car."
Fortunately, while inspecting the spoils, Mine found a large bag of coins on the attackers' carriage.
After opening the bag and checking the denominations of the coins inside, and weighing the entire bag of money in his hand, Melard made an assessment.
"It's probably between 500,000 and 700,000. Looking at these carriages, there are shackles, ropes, whips, and other tools. This must be a slave-buying team, but I don't know why they're treating us like… um?!"
At this point, Merad suddenly stopped. She realized that her team was all short, and even the most maturely dressed Nahash looked like a boy of only fourteen or fifteen years old.
For such a group to be attacked, or rather, to be attacked only now, is quite rare in a place like the Western Frontier.
It's all because of Broly, who's so powerful, in the team that she subconsciously overlooked the team's composition.
"A great harvest! A great harvest!"
Broly didn't lift a finger, but he took the initiative to help clean up the battlefield. He actually quite enjoyed doing things like cleaning up the battlefield after a fight.
After touching the belongings of these good people, Broly threw them into the depths of the wilderness with a powerful throw.
Although this is a road in the countryside, it's not good for a corpse to block the way; we need to pay attention to traffic order.
The attack was just a side event; Broly's team still arrived at Rubber Tree Village around noon.
. . . .
"Has anyone arrived?"
"They're here."
"Who is this person who came this time?"
"I heard they were iron slaves."
"It's him. That guy likes to drink and eat. Go kill a few chickens and take out the wine that's been buried underground. Treat that group of people to a good meal."
Although our village has to sell our children to survive, we also need to maintain good relations with those slave traders so they can sell our children to better places.
The village elder instructed that there was a difference between slaves. Children sold from Rubber Tree Village had the skill of rubber harvesting, and with the village's support, they were generally not treated harshly.
"If any of you are chosen, get on the cart. Remember, be obedient after leaving the village, or you'll get whipped less often."
The village elder looked at the village children standing to one side and gave them some advice, saying that some of the children were naive, while others were aware of the situation.
In the distance, the slave-collecting caravan gradually approached. After arriving, one of the men suddenly ran out of the caravan, waving his arms and shouting, "Grandpa, I'm back!"
Upon hearing this, the village elder was startled. He then saw his grandson, who had been chosen to be sold for the sake of the village last time, running out from the opposite line, shouting as he ran towards them.
Surprise, astonishment, and bewilderment—these complex emotions were instantly etched onto the old villager's face.
. . . .
"The chicken soup is here."
At noon, the chicken soup originally intended for the slave-collecting team was used to serve Broly's team.
Upon learning that they were coming here, they also took care of a slave-collecting team.
The village elders of Jiaoshu Village showed expressions of panic.
However, after hearing that not a single person had been spared, the old man became calm.
Well, with so many bandits in the West, it's quite normal for a slave-collecting caravan carrying money to be attacked.
Not a single person was left alive. It couldn't have been done by those honest rubber tappers, could it?
Therefore, it has absolutely nothing to do with their rubber tree village.
As for whether it will incur the wrath of the powerful slave traders behind it.
Just kidding, even Rubber Tree Village has to pay taxes to the lord.
It would be easy for the big slave traders to destroy Rubber Tree Village, but it wouldn't be worth offending the nobles of this land.
The village elders saw it clearly; of course, the presence of nobles was also one of the problems hindering the relocation of the village.
"Thank you for bringing my grandson back, but unfortunately you've come at the wrong time. Our village is in dire straits and we can't properly entertain you right now."
It was indeed a joyous occasion that the grandson was rescued from slave traders and returned, but the village's predicament remained unresolved, and the grandson would ultimately be sold again.
The village elder of Rubber Tree Village began speaking to his grandson, saying that he had already wronged him once, but would wrong him again soon, which completely baffled Dam, the young man who had just returned home.
He just got home and his grandfather is going to sell him again. Even if it's for the sake of the village, isn't that going too far?
"Grandpa, you can't just fleece one sheep at a time."
The boy cried out.
"There's nothing we can do about it. You were sold and came back, but the others who were sold didn't. If you don't stand up, the villagers will fall apart."
"Why should I? I was able to come back because I met Brother Broly. Otherwise, I might still be getting whipped on the slave cart right now."
The old villager was somewhat helpless at his grandson's roar. He had lived a long life and seen a lot. He understood the principle that people are not worried about scarcity but about inequality.
The grandson is lucky to have returned, but if he doesn't step forward again, how can the other families who have already sacrificed their children for the village accept this?
When people's hearts are scattered, it's hard to lead the team. The old man's feelings for the village clearly outweigh his feelings for his own grandson.
"Dam, I'm so sorry, I'm begging you, please save our village one more time."
The old man knelt down before the boy and pleaded.
Dam's expression was incredibly complex. He had been sold into slavery and knew how terrible the treatment of slaves was.
But the person in front of him was his grandfather, and the other party's request left him unsure of what to do.
He looked at Broly, who was eating a chicken leg.
Seeing him looking at him, he said, "If you don't want to be sold, I can help you beat him up."
Dam: "..."
If Broly's older brother threw a punch, his grandfather would probably be sent to heaven.
"So, what exactly made you decide to sell your own grandson into slavery?"
Just as Dam was preparing to accept his fate, Mine felt something was off and asked a question.
"It's because our village's rubber income is poor this year, a batch of newly planted rubber trees have died, water prices have increased, and with taxes and other factors, we can't even make it through the year."
The village elder did not hide the difficulties of the rubber tree village, difficulties that would later cause a large number of people in the village to die.
Once too many people die, a vicious cycle begins, and countless villages perish because of this vicious cycle in this chaotic world.
Therefore, it is not uncommon for people to sacrifice their own interests for the greater good. The more they cherish their hometown, the more willing they are to make sacrifices for it.
This includes, but is not limited to, those who go to big cities to work and send money back to their hometowns, or those who sell themselves into slavery to save their hometowns.
"So, is it a matter of money?"
Nahashu asked.
"You could say that."
"How much did Dam get for selling himself last time?"
Lausanne pressed for an answer.
"Thirty-five thousand Imperial Coins."
This price is already considered high for the acquisition of a child.
"Hey, how much was the resettlement fee we gave you last time?"
Broly suddenly asked Nahash.
"Brother, it's 50,000 Imperial Coins."
Nahashu answered immediately.
"So, Damm is cheaper now?"
"It's cheaper."
"Hmm, then why don't we just buy him?"
"I see, there's another way."
"As expected of Broly!"
The children, who had been feeling somewhat heavy-hearted after hearing their companion's story, suddenly became much more enthusiastic. They were willing to spend money to buy their companion!
(End of this chapter)