Mage Adam Chapter 405: School of Foundation Academy (3)

A seven-year-old brother and a six-year-old sister, without a parent or mother, want to steal his communicator from a strong adult, and then escape from the manor, cross the wilderness, and enter an unknown distance. City, this difficulty can be imagined.

They only know which room their communicator is in, who the usual caretaker is, and beyond that, they don't even have the ability to make a plan.

However, all this can't stop them from wanting to become students. Slaves are from generation to generation, their parents are slaves, so they are too, and because they are slaves, their future children can't escape.

For the two siblings, this may be the only chance to change their fate.

"Eat a little more when you leave work tonight, and take more. Don't be afraid of being beaten. Only when you have enough food can you have the strength to escape."

My sister nodded nervously.

"At night, I will turn away the guards in the room and the door. If you can steal the communicator, you can steal it. If you can't, just run away. After leaving the manor, wait for me in the woods we saw last time on the mining road. If You count a thousand and I haven't come yet, you will leave by yourself." My brother said the plan he had racked his brains for.

The younger sister covered her mouth in panic. Even if she was naive, she knew that if her brother didn't show up, she would definitely be dead.

She sobbed: "But but I can go to distract them, brother, run away first! I know they want to do bad things to me, I can delay more time!"

My brother gritted his teeth violently, blood oozing from his gums: "That bunch of beasts!"

"Don't cry! Be obedient! Or I'll die in front of you now!"

The brothers and sisters are planning to escape on this side, while on the other side, the manor owner has just sent away the great noble messenger from the city.

"Unconditionally free all slaves of the proper age" The knight spilled the compensation and roared: "They are all my wealth, why should I let them go! Just for this gold?! My slaves only need one year. I'll make double the money!"

He took out the communicator from his arms and threw it on the ground. He picked up the giant sword and slashed it like crazy. However, the communicator was unharmed, and the message still flashed: "Mage! What about the mage? Can the mage deprive me of my private property!"

The butler on the side lowered his eyebrows and watched the knight lose his temper, ignoring the residue splashed on himself and said, "Master, I think we should think about what we should do now? Free the slaves, or"

The knight looked at him and roared, "Release? What a joke! Who let me do the work!"

The housekeeper continued: "But if we don't let them go, how will we explain to the city lord? Or, how should we explain to the Mage?"

The knight calmed down: "Master Mage, don't they know how many slaves there are just by relying on these communicators? If we throw away the communicators far away"

The housekeeper frowned: "However, the previous census has already recorded the number of slaves we have."

"Then go and do it together with the other knights. If anyone asks, say we have released these slaves, but they died on the road!"

"This thing is still useful. At least we don't need to ride horses for a few days to inform others." The knight sneered, picked up the communicator, and dialed the numbers of several knights he had befriended.

The housekeeper hesitated for a moment, but in the end he didn't say anything. He felt that things would not be so simple, but as a retainer, the decision of the master was the first.

The two brothers and sisters swallowed food with bruised noses and swollen faces. When the light was completely dim, the elder brother hugged his younger sister fiercely, and then resolutely walked out of the slave shack.

In the dark night of the manor, there is no entertainment for the people. The lords have fun in the lighted rooms, and the servants and slaves can do nothing but sleep to replenish their strength.

My brother went all the way to the room where the communicator was stored, but found that it was very lively.

"Come on, remove all these things tonight, the carriage is ready outside, whoever delays the good deeds of the master will become a slave!"

"Hey, Duke, do you think we have a chance to become mages?"

"Bah, you can also become a mage with your cheap life? Don't even think about it, no one in the entire manor can do it! Hurry up and go to work, and then go to see and live with those little bastards. The housekeeper said, and found out who has Erxin, beat him to death! No one is allowed to sleep tonight, watch over the manor, and whoever lets go will have to fill in the numbers!"

When my brother heard these words, he rushed out excitedly and shouted: "You can't do this! Return the communicator to me! I want to join the academy!"

The handymen at work looked at this small figure in amazement. After a while, Duke sneered: "Hehe, there is someone who is not afraid of death. Catch him and kill him! Hang him at the gate of the manor to show the public!"

Academy city, among the towers.

"People are always unsatisfied. The compensation I gave is more than enough to redeem their slaves, but some people still have luck." Adam said in the communication center, looking at the densely interlaced radio communication images on the screen. .

"Gaga, Master, what do you think they would look like if they knew that you could know everything they said with the communicator?" Garfield said gloatingly.

As a super-dimensional mage who has been promoted by the electromagnetic field~IndoMTL.com~ Adam can easily monitor all the radio waves in the academy continent, and clearly know what news is conveyed in these radio waves. It was exposed in Adam's eyes from the beginning.

The four bodyguards around him strangely felt the personal chip in their minds, and Elsa said, "You can't hear it when we use it, can you?"

"Of course not. After the Mage signs a contract with Tinder, the autonomous fluctuation of the soul is the most perfect encryption method. Even I can't know what you said." Adam comforted, but he didn't say a word. If he really wants to know, there is naturally a way to crack the encryption algorithm.

Garfield realized that it was time for him to show off his prowess and asked eagerly: "Master, what should we do? Are we just watching them take advantage of the loopholes?"

Adam asked the researcher behind him: "Have the law enforcement robot energy problem been solved?"

The researcher from the Institute of Atomic Energy said: "Small fission reactors have been perfectly matched with the power system and structure. The energy generated by each addition of fuel can support normal operation for ten years, and can be activated at any time to perform tasks."

"Very good."

"I gave them a chance, but they don't know how to cherish it." As Adam said, he called up the map of the academy continent. The dense red dots on it were all death signals.

"Garfield."

"I'm here, Master!" Garfield was extremely excited.

"Let's go."

"Master, to what extent?"

"Anyway, they don't have a second chance."