"Just try it out."

Maud had no interest, but he would not stop Lafayette.

Lafayette smiled, took out a handful of gold and silver jewelry from the bag, and threw it towards the ground.

The small and exquisite gold and silver jewelry scattered all over the ground.

The light sound made when it landed was like a light fist falling on the hearts of many slaves.

Lafayette held the crutch, pressing the end against Rowell's neck, and a dangerous smile appeared on his pale face.

"This is Rowell, the king of South DeCarnett. If anyone among you can beat him to death, you will get these cute little things."

“…”

There was a silence in the field.

The slaves looked at each other, but no one dared to take a step forward.

That is the lord of a country, if it is discovered later...

The slaves dared not think about it.

A few minutes passed, and there was no movement.

Lafayette looked at the slaves without any movement.

That's it.

Lafayette thought.

At this moment, a dull footsteps came from behind the crowd, but Jim came from the kitchen.

The first thing he did to restore his freedom was not to deal with his injuries, but to go to the kitchen to eat and drink.

It is also because of this that he appears at this point in time.

Hearing the footsteps, the slaves turned to look at Jim who was one upper body taller than them.

As their faces changed, they subconsciously gave way.

Jim walked through the way the slaves gave up.

He was covered in oil stains and was holding a grilled suckling pig halfway through his hands.

While walking, he opened his mouth and bite the meat, and just chewed it twice before swallowing it.

Jim is tall and strong, and stands out among the slaves.

In this height comparison, Maud and Lafayette noticed Jim at once.

Maud had no reaction, while Lafayette was looking at Jim seriously.

The wounds on the body are much more conspicuous than the strong body.

With the eyes of many eyes, Jim came to Rowell.

Without any hesitation, he raised his right foot, which was still bleeding, and stepped heavily on Rowell's neck.

Click--!

Rowell's neck was stomped off and he lost his life in an instant.

Jim withdrew his feet and then took another big bite of the roasted suckling pig.

At least half of these wounds on him were contributed by Rowell.

There is even more puzzling hatred for Rowell.

Under this premise, even though he got this opportunity, he did not think about torture Rowell to death. Instead, he solved it neatly and did not reveal any hatred.

To achieve the desired result in the fastest way is this principle of action that he always remembers.

After trampling Rowell to death, Jim suddenly bent his knees to Mod.

The purpose of this action is to make the sight fall and not let Maud look up to him.

"I don't want gold and silver."

After half-kneeling, Jim had to look up at Maud instead.

Maud raised his eyebrows, looked at Jim who was shaved with interest, and asked, "What do you want?"

Jim did not answer immediately, but raised his left hand covered in oil stains.

hiss--!

He tore off the skin with the slave branding on his forehead with force.

Blood suddenly flowed out of the wound and slid along the bridge of the nose toward the chin.

After doing this, Jim said in a deep voice: "I don't want anything, I just want to give you this life."

Maud looked at the dazzling wound on Jim's forehead calmly, suddenly lifted the cloth bag containing the trophy, and threw it in front of Jim.

"I don't need your life, but you can follow us."

After saying that, Mod turned around and walked towards the exit.

"Hoho."

Lafayette took a look at Jim unexpectedly and immediately followed Maud's footsteps.

Jim threw away the roasted suckling pig in his hand without saying a word, then picked up the cloth bag and followed him.

Under the gaze of many slaves, Maud and the other two left the cabin.

When he arrived on the deck, Jim looked at the soldiers' bodies all over the ground, his eyes still silence, and he rarely showed emotions.

"Go back to the ship."

Mode stepped into the sky with the moon.

Lafayette flew into the air with Jim.

Extremely far away.

The mast ship was parked on the sea.

Bailey stood on the lookout and kept looking around.

Just in case, he had already put away the sails and threw them down the anchor.

"Why haven't you come back yet?"

Bailey muttered in a low voice.

This is the 33rd time he has been talking about it.

After looking around for a while, he finally saw Maud in the distance.

"It's considered back!!"

Bailey was a little relieved.

“Huh?”

Soon, he noticed Jim's existence.

A few minutes later.

Jim sat cross-legged on the deck and dealt with his own injuries.

This mast merchant ship is not very large in size, but it is basically all the things that should be available, such as medical supplies.

This is convenient for Jim.

It was still early, but Mo De went back to his room and covered his head and fell asleep.

Lafayette wanted to take a look at the harvest, but he was a navigator and had to pay attention to the course at all times, so he gave up.

On the deck, Bailey walked around Jim, his eyes constantly swept across Jim's wounds.

Is this too much, right?

It seems to be a cruel person.

Bailey thought.

Jim looked at Bailey, who seemed to be active, and did not pay attention to it, but focused on dealing with the injury.

He gave his life to Maud, not to be a scattered person.

In order to show his value, he must recover his wounds as soon as possible.

While Lafayette was paying attention to the direction of the wind, he occasionally looked at Jim who was dealing with his injuries.

In his opinion, Jim has a good foundation, but he doesn't know how strong he is.

As a navigator, Lafayette was already thinking about how to use Jim's labor force.

Based on the current understanding, it seems that there is only one helmsman in the right position.

“It’s up to be seen.”
To be continued...