Carol soaked her body in the bathtub covered with rose petals, and gently wiped the blood and stains on her body with a towel. Smelling the fragrance of the roses, she felt as if she were in another world. She thought of the inhuman treatment she had received these days. Tears as big as beans rolled down her cheeks and fell drop by drop into the bathtub.
A set of clothes was thrown over the gauze curtain and landed next to the bathtub with a plop. Carol looked up and saw that the boy, who looked to be only a teenager, threw the clothes over and then hurried out without even looking at her body.
Carol couldn't help but blink her eyes curiously.
Just now, the young man carried her to the edge of the bathtub, used his fighting spirit to break the chains on her hands and feet with his bare hands, and let her take a bath by herself first.
Although she was surprised by the other party's behavior and was too cautious to easily believe the other party's good intentions, as a girl, she had not taken a bath for many days and even felt disgusted by the smell on her body, so Carol boldly washed herself in the bathtub. She was not afraid that there were any aphrodisiacs in the pool.
She was naturally immune to drugs, otherwise she would not have survived until now and would have been drugged and sold to someone. This person really seemed to have no ill will towards her.
Roger was waiting outside, practicing his pupil technique with his eyes closed. According to the information given by Hades and Lilith, Roger knew that the temple he was in before was the temple of the ancient god of light, Fren.
He currently inherited the godhood of light among the six great gods, so among the seven stars rotating in his mind, only the white star representing Fren was lit. Over the past three or four days, Roger has been trying to figure out how to use this divine power.
He could feel that his body was absorbing various elements between heaven and earth all the time, but it would absorb slower when he opened his eyes and was distracted, and faster when he closed his eyes and meditated.
All these elements will be gathered into his brain through every pore of the body, through blood vessels and cells, and gathered onto the largest transparent star. Roger tried to touch those stars with his consciousness. There was no movement when he touched the other stars, but when he touched the white star, it shone brightly and began to extract a large amount of light elements from the transparent stars, and then a ray of light as if it was real was cast towards his consciousness.
Roger suddenly opened his eyes, and his left eye suddenly shone with light. The light was several times stronger than that emitted by the magic lamp, illuminating the entire room. Roger felt something strange about his left eye and quickly found a mirror. He discovered that his left eye had turned light gold, and around his body, there was a layer of faint light element flowing, like a protective shield.
Roger was already handsome and fine-looking, and under the reflection of the holy light, he looked even more dignified and holy, so handsome that he was mesmerized for a moment. Thinking that he could use this skill to pick up girls in the future, Roger couldn't help but giggle again.
"Ahhh!"
Hearing a scream from behind, Roger turned around and saw Carol, who had put on her clothes, looking at him in shock. The strong light emitted from the moment the golden pupil opened caught Carol's attention. She quickly put on her clothes and came out, just in time to bump into Roger, who was glowing all over and looked holy and extraordinary.
"He is really good-looking!" Carol thought to herself, and suddenly realized something. She shook her head again, threw the distracting thoughts out of her mind, put on a cold face, and asked, "Who are you? Why are you helping me?"
"Guardian Eye? This name sounds nice." Roger did not answer Carol's question, but muttered to himself in the air, because a name just flashed through his mind, a name related to this light golden pupil. He didn't know what was going on, he just thought it was the memory of Hades left in his mind.
Suddenly remembering that there was someone behind him, Roger quickly turned around and said with a smile, "Don't be nervous, I'm an adventurer, I just want to rescue you."
His face looked harmless and holy, but Roger thought to himself: Now that I have saved you, even if you don't marry me, at least you owe me a favor. If you want to go to a Freeland in the future, you will have to have some connections with the people there.
Let out this long line now and come back to reel in the big fish later.
Roger's idea was not unreasonable. Although the internal management of the Freeland was loose, the inspection of foreign personnel was extremely strict. Because there were no nobles, no merchant in the Freeland, the whole country was full of mercenaries, even the farmers are retired mercenaries. In this situation, any foreigner's entry would appear extremely suspicious, and generally speaking, it would be impossible to obtain a Freeland Pass without the introduction of a Freeland mercenary group.
After establishing a mercenary group, if Roger wanted to grow and develop, he had to go to the Freeland to learn, because there was a wealth of experience accumulated by various large mercenary groups over the past hundred years. There was also a temple in the Freeland that recorded the legendary mercenary king Red Saron. The library where Salon lived throughout his life was also listed by Roger as one of the places he must visit in his lifetime.
Therefore, compared with Carol's body, Roger cares more about her value to himself in the future.
"Why are you saving me?" When Carol heard that Roger was here to save her, a hint of joy appeared on her face. However, her many years of mercenary career had made her more vigilant than ordinary people. Although she was happy, she did not forget to ask the reason.
"Miss Carol, I don't know if it would be presumptuous for me to say this, but I feel that if I don't say it now, I may never have the chance again in the future. In fact, I saw you when you were making a scene outside just now, and I was shocked at that time. Oh my God! There is such a stunning beauty in the world. Although you are covered in blood and dirt, how can they cover up your face? I knew that I had fallen in love at that moment, and I swear, no matter what, I will rescue you!" In order to win Carol's trust, Roger didn't care about his face at all.
He told lies so easily, not only without blushing or getting nervous, but also with sincere eyes. Coupled with the holy light flowing around him, he seemed to have become the most infatuated man in the world.
Hearing Roger's undisguised confession, Carol's face turned red. But she suddenly remembered something, her eyes drooped, and her expression became gloomy. She said: "I appreciate your kindness. But I can't be with you, sorry..."
"It's okay, Miss Carol!" He had already acted out the scene, so he might as well continue to act. Roger said with great emotion, "I don't care whether you already have a husband or have any unspeakable secrets. You don't have to care about my feelings. I just hope that you can be happy. As long as you are happy, these little things I am doing now will be meaningful. Even if you can't follow me, I won't regret it! You can treat me as your friend."
"I..." Carol hesitated, her eyes flickering, and the words she was about to say were stuck in her throat. She lowered her head and said softly, "Thank you..."
After gaining Carol's trust, Roger took her to find Angie and told the fox man that he wanted to buy this young prostitute.
The fox man Angie looked at Carol meaningfully, only to see that this unruly human girl actually let Roger hold her hand obediently. It was obvious that she had been tamed by the young swordsman. He couldn't help but respect Roger.
"Sir, Carol has a special status and her price is not cheap." There was a cunning light in Angie's eyes. He could see that Roger attached great importance to this girl, so now was the time for him to raise the price. "How about 100,000 gold coins?"
Thinking that Roger would bargain for a while, Angie had already thought of the wording to keep the price as low as possible.
One hundred thousand gold coins could buy a high-quality elf girl. If a human girl wanted to be sold at this price, she had to be at least a lady of the earl's daughter level. Angie knew that the price he asked was too high, so he was mentally prepared.
Unexpectedly, Roger hurriedly pulled Carol forward and said nonchalantly: "First find someone to remove her Qi-locking spell for me, and I'll pay you there. Take me there now!"
With Angie's diligent assistance, Roger quickly dealt with Carol's affairs. In order to make money and also to avoid being blamed by the Marquis for releasing the enemy's spy, the brothel found a new female slave to impersonate Carol. After Carol had unlocked the Qi-locking spell, she used another name, Alice, covered her face, and swaggered out of the brothel with Roger.
After waiting for a while, Randy and Elfa, whose legs were weak, came out supporting each other. Roger couldn't help laughing when he saw how cowardly they looked. It was his first time having sex, and Elfa was addicted to it.
All the way he kept talking about how Angelina served him and how brave he was, without even noticing that there was a girl named Carol beside him. Carol didn't want to argue with him, so she could only turn her head away and pretend she didn't hear. Roger and Randy looked at the huge changes in Elfa before and after he came in and out, just smiled tacitly and didn't say much. They all went through this process.
It was late at night and there were almost no pedestrians on the streets. The cold wind was so cold that it hurt several people's cheeks. Roger took off his thick cotton coat and gently draped it over Carol's thin shoulders. Under the girl's grateful gaze, he silently walked behind Elfa, who was as tall and strong as an iron tower, and used his huge body to block the wind.
Randy watched what Roger and the girl were doing and didn't say much. He just walked quickly to the front and, under the influence of alcohol, loudly sang a song in some unknown dialect. Although he doesn't know the lyrics, the melody is quite good. Listening to it makes one feel the blood boiling and not so cold anymore. The big guy Elfa actually started humming along.
Under the bright moon, the friendship between a few young people who are just starting out quietly deepened.
Although he didn't know what the road ahead held, Roger felt like he had returned to the past, when he followed Old John as he strolled back to the inn under the moonlight.
"Old John..." Roger looked up at the moon, on which John's weather-beaten bearded face seemed faintly to be seen. "If only you hadn't died..."