Caroline was a slave more than ten days ago, and she was suddenly free. She was still a little uncomfortable.
When her village was slaughtered when she was ten years old, she became the slave of a group of gangsters. After being bought and sold several times, she became the slave of a certain magic swordsman in Red Stone City. The man had been killed by the female war goddess from Phoenix City, and his name was also No need to mention it again.
It has been sixteen years since she became a slave. After regaining her freedom, she suddenly realized that without the master's orders, she did not know what to do and what she could do.
That day, I suddenly heard someone shouting on the street, asking mages of the second level and above to report to the outpost. Caroline suddenly felt that she could go too?
She was born with very weak magic. Her first owner taught her about magic for a month, but she probably sold her because her talent was too poor.
After coming to Red Stone City, because she knew a little bit of magic, she also had the opportunity to get a few pages of magic notes as a reward after helping her master.
I don’t know how many rings there are. Let’s ask first.
After questioning a group of guards maintaining order on the street, he headed to the outpost as instructed.
The person in charge of reception here has a good understanding of languages.
"The mage who came to register?"
"I don't know if he is a mage, and I don't know how many levels he has."
The receptionist frowned and asked, "Do you know the language?"
Caroline was stunned and nodded: "Yes."
"If you only use this spell, how many times a day can you use it?"
"...forty times? I don't know, I haven't tried it."
The receptionist was also a little confused. Only then did he realize that something was wrong with this woman. He asked her to wait and ran into the tree.
Soon a man wearing steel armor came out. Caroline knew these days that only high-ranking officials in Phoenix City wore armor. She quickly knelt down to show respect.
The receptionist said something in the senior official's ear, and the senior official said: "Get up first."
Caroline stood up as instructed.
"Were you a slave before?"
Caroline nodded quickly, not ashamed at all.
"Can you do magic?"
Nod again.
"You can just follow the arrangements of the outpost during this period, okay?"
She nodded repeatedly, it would be nice if someone gave the order, otherwise she wouldn't know what to do.
"My king's rules are that you don't need to kneel before others. You must remember them."
"...Yes." She didn't know how to show politeness by not kneeling down, but she agreed first.
"Register her, arrange a place to stay...and give her two sets of clothes."
Caroline only had two rags on her body, and no shoes.
After the official left, the receptionist said: "You need to improve your language skills first. People who come later will not speak your language."
"Oh." Language comprehension is a very simple and commonly used spell, just recite a spell silently.
Soon another person came to the side: "Is that you?"
"???" Caroline didn't know what he was talking about.
The other party seemed to be just talking casually, and immediately started to get down to business: "Name."
"Caroline."
The clerk wrote the name in Qin dialect without asking her if it was correct. Anyway, it was the translation.
"Race."
"...No...No."
The clerk stared at her.
Caroline was a little anxious: "I only know that I am the descendant of the mind flayer and the human race. I don't know what race it is called."
"That's the unknown."
In fact, there are many inexplicable mixed races in Red Rock City. Although many of them know their ethnic group names, no one else recognizes them when they write them down. They are all the same.
"Oh." It doesn't matter if you don't know, she doesn't think there is any difference.
"What are you good at?"
"Be a slave?" Caroline was a little unsure.
The clerk is a bit too big-headed and knows how to write magic directly.
After writing in the register, he took out a wooden sign, wrote Caroline's name, and handed it to her: "This is your name tag. For example, if you want to go inside the outpost, someone will ask you for your name tag." , just show him the back. The situations you can enter depend on what is written on the back of the sign."
Caroline took the sign with both hands and turned it over to see the words "Administrative, Temporary" written on it.
Language literacy is more effective for speaking, and literacy requires a while to adapt to the language environment, so she can't understand it now.
The clerk closed the register and stood up, calling to her: "Follow me."
Unlike the free people, Caroline was very adaptable to this commanding requirement and followed silently.
There are several buildings in the outpost. The clerk took Caroline to the big house near the big tree. Some adjustments were made here. It was divided into two floors and had many rooms.
Caroline is a rare talent with magic skills. The room arranged for her is on the second floor. There is also a huge heat insulation area created by the gable roof. The second floor is relatively comfortable.
There is a wooden sign outside the door of the house. You can check whether there is anyone living inside by looking at the words on the wooden sign.
The clerk took off one of the wooden signs, wrote Caroline's name, and inserted it back: "This is your room. Dining is on the first floor. For the time being, only sugar water and nuts are provided. Take your ID card and go down if needed. There is no meal. There is a time limit, but there is no staff to explain it to you at night.”
"I, what am I going to do?"
"Someone will call you every morning. Some personnel need to be given language knowledge spells. There are no other arrangements for the time being."
"Ah!?" So simple?
"Go in, someone will bring you clothes later and take you to take a shower."
"Oh." She doesn't know how to say thank you, and it doesn't seem appropriate to lick other people's hands without kneeling down.
The clerk didn't care and left after she entered the room.
Caroline was a little dazed as soon as she entered the room, feeling like she was in a dream.
The room is so high that you can't touch the roof even if you raise your hand high. It is very large, with a very wide bed, a large cabinet connected to the wall, and a large desk with its own small bookshelf.
Caroline couldn't remember whether she had slept in the bed before, so she walked to the bed unconsciously.
The bed was covered with some kind of mat woven from wooden strips, which bounced back a little when pressed.
I don't know how long I hesitated by the bed without sitting down, but someone knocked on the door outside.
Go and open the door quickly.
She was a woman, and she seemed to be from Red Rock City, because Caroline remembered that there were only two groups of people from Phoenix City. One had short horns on his forehead, and the other had bone blades growing out of his elbows. They were easy to identify.
"I'll bring you some clothes."
Both of them were slaves before, and the clothes-delivery guy came a few days earlier, so they were no longer so scared.
"Oh." Caroline quickly took it.
"Please get a set of clothes and follow me to the bathhouse."
"Can you not go?" For a female slave, bathing is always accompanied by bad things, and she gradually becomes a little afraid of water.
The waitress outside the door took a deep breath and said a little harder: "No."
"...Wait a minute then."
Both sets of clothes are the same, dark brown fiber woven coarse cloth clothes, the bottom is a long skirt, and two pairs of shoes. The shoes and the mat on the bed seem to be made of the same thing.
After choosing between two identical sets of clothes for a while, he put one set on the desk and went out with the other set.
The bathhouse is in another building that is about the same size but smaller. It is divided into men and women. You enter through the changing area. There is no big pool inside, just wooden lotus pods. The waitress taught her to turn on and off the water and left.
There was no one in the bathhouse now. When Caroline was getting ready to get dressed, only two people came in from the outside. Both parties were startled when they saw each other.
But nothing happened, no quarrels or fights.
Without anyone's orders, I felt a little weak when I walked out of the bathhouse. I remembered what the previous clerk said and went to look for the dining area downstairs in my house.
There are also staff in the dining area, and they are also from Red Rock City. Two big guys from Phoenix City are guarding the door, not sure what they are guarding against.
Under the guidance of the staff here, Caroline got her own wooden kettle, made sugar water, took some nuts and returned to the cabin on the second floor.
I drank sugar water when I was outside the city. It had a taste that made people think they would make mistakes.
It was my first time to eat nuts, and they were so delicious.
I don’t know how long I can live like this.
