Release that Witch - Chapter 1280

[Chapter 1246 The Ship Going South]
After the carriage left, Manfred found that, as the driver had said, no one was left waiting for him, and everyone left completely, and the bustling crowd of people around him was full of unfamiliar faces.
But he didn’t feel too frustrated, and he didn’t do those things to get thanks, but because he thought it was the right thing to do.
According to the information provided by the coachman, Manfred quickly found the registration office of the Greycastle people—in fact, not only was the area covered with banners, but there were also people shouting everywhere, so it was hard not to notice.
Despite the large number of people, the order at the scene did not seem chaotic. A series of iron railings divided the crowd into folded strands. It seemed that the distance from the entrance to the registration desk had been artificially extended, but this also made people only limited by the railings. The “roads” move forward one by one.
When it was his turn, he was received by a Greycastle dressed as a soldier—these outsiders were all wearing the same uniform, so they were very recognizable.
“name?”
“Manfred Carstein.”
“Identity, whether you have any criminal experience, what are your specialties?”
The other party’s questioning process was the same as what the coachman said, and Manfred answered them one by one truthfully, including all the contents such as family background. Can read and write” and interrupted him, “Okay, go to the No. 6 pier and board the boat. This is your registration number plate, don’t lose it. Next.”
Before he could recover, he was squeezed out of the team and entered the dock area.
Uh… that’s all right?
Is it really like what the coachman said, just being able to read and write can make you feel safe in Graycastle?
But judging from the situation in front of the registration desk, it seems that any random person from Graycastle can know how to read and write?
While queuing up, Manfred noticed that the group of recorders had changed several rounds, and sometimes even temporarily recruited soldiers to supervise the order in an emergency, but nothing went wrong.
This situation puzzled him a bit.
Moreover, the plaque that the people from Graycastle gave him seemed to have hidden secrets—it turned out to be an iron plaque, with a hemp rope hanging from one end, which could be worn around the neck as a necklace.
A series of symbols were engraved on the plate, probably related to his registration number.
It doesn’t cost much to find a blacksmith to make such a small piece of metal plate, but if it is extended to the entire group of migrants, it will be completely different.
Carstein’s family territory used to have a blacksmith shop, so he naturally knew what this meant.
An iron plate can be made from the leftovers left by blacksmithing, but not a hundred or a thousand; half a day is enough to engrave symbols, but it can be repeated a hundred or a thousand times, and the time will become quite long.
But there are more than a thousand people on the pier?
If Shenchiwan was like this every day, tens of thousands would be lowered!
And prepare such a registration plate for all migrants?
The materials and time required were simply beyond his imagination, and even all the blacksmiths who gathered all the wolf hearts would not be able to do it.
This alone made him feel the wealth and luxury of Graycastle.
Obviously, this title should belong to the Dawn Kingdom before.
With this emotion, Manfeld boarded a three-masted sea-going ship.
I don’t know if it was because of his expertise, but he was assigned to a cabin shared by ten people, which was much better than the expected sleeping situation in the cargo warehouse.
But even so, the strong stench in the cabin still made him unbearable, no matter how poor the family was, at least they could guarantee a comfortable bedroom.
So after only staying for a while, he escaped in embarrassment.
Just as he was about to go to the deck to get some fresh air, Manfred suddenly heard a slight cry for help.
It seemed to be coming from the end of the aisle.
At this time, there were not many people boarding the ship, and the sailors were busy on the upper deck. The entire cabin seemed a bit empty, and no one else heard the call for help except him.
Manfred walked towards the source of the sound without hesitation.
At the end is a solid utility room, except for the crew, I am afraid that few people will come to this kind of place.
He lightly put his ear to the door, and sure enough, he heard some strange noises, as if someone was struggling.
He took two steps back decisively, slumped his shoulders, and knocked open the door with a bang.
The sight in front of him made Manfred slightly taken aback.
The man standing in the utility room turned out to be an acquaintance in the carriage, the middle-aged nobleman who traveled along the way and laughed at his stupidity.
Two of his followers were pinning the two women to the ground, trying to tie their hands and feet with ropes.
The woman’s mouth was stuffed with a ball of sackcloth, and she could only groan, apparently they were brought here by force.
“Oh? Isn’t this a fool who claims to be fair?” The nobleman said calmly, “If I’m not wrong, you should also be a nobleman, right? My name is Mai Jinli, how about you?”
“Manfred Carstein.” This was the third time Manfred reported his name in one day.
Moreover, he noticed that when he revealed his identity, the woman’s hopeful eyes just turned off, and even the struggle was much smaller.
“Carstein? I haven’t heard of it.” The other party shrugged, “But you’re lucky, since I met you, I’ll let you play with it—but you have to be behind me.”
“Let them go.” Manfred said in a deep voice.
“Huh?” Mai Jinli narrowed his eyes, “Is there something wrong with you? Do you know who they are? Slaves! And they are the kind that have been played by countless people. At first I thought I was wrong I didn’t expect to meet these two little things on the boat. As far as I know, their master can’t let them go, so the conclusion is very simple, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com They escaped without authorization. Even if So, do you still want to protect them?”
Even among slaves, fugitive slaves are the lowest kind, almost no different from livestock, and no matter what the nobles do to them, they will not be blamed.
But as he said before.
“Just because everyone is like this doesn’t mean it’s right.”
“The ship’s destination is Graycastle, right?”
“…What do you want to say?” Mai Jinli asked sullenly.
“You must have heard the propaganda of Greycastle. The Wimbledon royal family has abolished slavery, so from the moment they board this ship, they are no longer slaves.” Manfred said without giving in. .
“And don’t forget, there will be a round of review after disembarkation, including criminal experience. If I say it, do you think the people of Graycastle will treat it as if it didn’t happen?”
“What if I have to continue?” The other party gritted his teeth and asked word by word.
“Then let me win first.” Manfred rolled up his sleeves, “I’m a knight—”
Before he finished speaking, Mai Jinli’s subordinates rushed forward.
…
The battle was quickly decided.
The opponent’s guards had obviously also practiced. In the small utility room, Manfred failed to last ten moves and lost the power to fight back.
When he fell down with a bruised nose and a swollen face, Mai Jinli didn’t forget to come up and mend his feet.
“Do you still want to be handsome with just this skill? I thought your skill is as powerful as your mouth.” The middle-aged nobleman gave a bad mouthful, “Damn it, it ruined my interest. Since you like to protect these two I’ll leave it to you, a bitch. But don’t forget, a slave is a slave, no matter where you go! It’s bad luck to meet such a fool, let’s go!”
The door was closed with a slam, and in the crowded and dilapidated utility room, there were only three people left who could not move for a while.
[End of this Chapter]
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