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Text Chapter 108: Slaves and Artisans

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    In the remote town, there is only one rally a month, and people from the nearby Sanye villages will come to participate, and the town will be extraordinarily lively at this time.

    The hawker sat on the ground with a few simple things in front of him.

    The most common ones are all kinds of bone tools, and the rare ones are some precious strange stones and objects inlaid with gems; the most common food is archaeopteryx, in addition to some rare things caught in the sea.

    There are tall clover people carrying baskets made of naked fern on their backs, leading their children through the crowd, and there are also young people frolicking through the streets.

    Today, Stan Tito also came to pick what he wanted.

    "Hello!"

    A slightly familiar voice suddenly came from behind, and the craftsman squatting in front of the booth immediately turned his head, but only saw a figure from behind.

    He stood up and chased after him, and then saw the other party in the corner of a quiet street.

    This is a female trefoil with white bone armor, she looked at Stan Tito with a smile in her eyes.

    Stan Tito recognized the other party at a glance and bowed respectfully.

    "It turned out to be His Royal Highness Saliman!"

    Princess Saliman stepped forward, and her words were full of regret: "Stan Tito, you actually became a craftsman here."

    Stan Tito nodded: "Because, I was originally a craftsman."

    Princess Saliman shook her head: "No, you are a descendant of Saint Tito, the chosen lucky son."

    "You shouldn't waste your life here, you were born with a unique mission."

    The noble princess held out her hand to Stan Tito: "Come on!"

    "Son of luck, we need your help."

    Stan Tito looked at each other quietly, his eyes unmoved.

    "What to help you, to help you fight Henir?"

    "I don't care about the war between you and Henir at all, and I don't even care who will become the king of Heinsay."

    After speaking, he turned and left.

    Saliman looked at Stan Tito who turned and left, and shouted anxiously.

    "We just want to save our country! Is there anything wrong with that?"

    "This war has been fought for too long, and too many people have died."

    Stan Tito smiled and said without looking back: "If you don't want to fight anymore, if you don't want to die."

    "You can surrender now, and this war will end soon."

    Saliman caught up: "I hope you can help us open the door to the kingdom of the gods and pray to the great God Insai."

    "Stan Tito."

    "Even if you don't want to end this war, don't you want to be the second saint to meet the gods after your ancestors?"

    Stan Tito finally stopped, and something in Saliman's words moved him.

    He turned around and looked at Princess Saliman seriously.

    Ask her: "Opening the gate of the kingdom of God requires you to give up some of the most precious things. Are you sure your king will be willing?"

    Saliman immediately agreed: "Of course!"

    "Our loyalty to the gods has never been in doubt."

    Stan Tito let out a chuckle: "What if you give up the Ruhe troll as the price?"

    Saliman's eyes froze for a moment, and there was hesitation in his expression.

    But she still said: "Wang will definitely make the right choice."

    For a while, Stan Tito was moved.

    He felt that he might be able to make the princess and King Samo give up the power of the Ruhe giant monster, so as to receive the gift of the gods from the kingdom of gods.

    ? Give up destruction and welcome the light¡ª¡ª

    Stan Titoku sat and thought all night.

    He felt that it might not be so easy to come back this time. He could be a neutral in the war between the Henir dynasty and the Samo family, but as long as he intervened, it meant that he could never turn back.

    No matter what his reasons and original intentions are.

    What greets him is either success with little hope, or death or a more tragic ending.

    But he still felt that he should go, because he felt that this might be the last hope.

    Too.

    The Sanye people finally get light and hope for the future.

    &n?In front of a plant, he took a flowerpot and put it in front of Sunderan: "This is the cup of the sun left by Tito, a great poet who met the gods and is called a saint by the world.  All the memories under it are a huge library."

    "certainly."

    "I also left my things in it, if you are interested, you can look for it."

    Having said that, Stan Tito smiled a bit, but he didn't make it clear what he left behind.

    The slave named Sunderan held the cup of the sun, and he looked at the relic of Saint Tito in disbelief.

    Can such a thing really be handed over to him as a slave?

    He was in a trance, as if in a dream.

    It wasn't until Stan Tito stepped out of the door that he suddenly chased after him and shouted at him.

    "Grandmaster!"

    "I am a lowly slave."

    Stan Tito waved goodbye with his back turned, a smile appeared on his face: "Oh? Really?"

    "That's fine."

    "I'm just an insignificant craftsman." </div&gt
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