Identity Exposed

As soon as he said this, Mills' expression became even more delighted as he looked at the handsome young man who had walked out of the crowd. He quickly used his excellent eyesight to assess the other party's value.

Extremely rare black hair and black eyes, three Gold Sols.

Fair and delicate skin, half a Gold Sol.

A refined aristocratic temperament (scholarly), half a Gold Sol.

Handsome facial features, one Gold Sol.

Linen clothes plus a ridiculous large straw hat, deduct one Silver Sol.

Hiss! After the assessment, Mills gasped.

He discovered that this young man's value in the Slave Capital was even higher than that of the girl named Anlìyà earlier! It was even possible that if he encountered a thirsty noblewoman, or a lord with homosexual preferences bidding against each other, he could be sold for an unimaginable sky-high price!

"Knight, yes, he is the villain who robbed me of my money. Please be sure to arrest him. I want him to be my slave to repay my losses!"

Mills said, pointing at Xian with ecstasy.

If there weren't so many people here, he would have wanted to rush over and kiss the other party's face a few times.

This was no villain, this was clearly his benefactor and the key to his promotion! The moment Mills finished speaking, the atmosphere around him instantly became strange.

All the surrounding villagers, including Anlìyà and Berg, who were about to be arrested and sold into slavery, were staring at Mills with strange expressions.

Many villagers even opened their mouths in a daze, as if they had heard some kind of Arabian Nights tale that was shocking.

The Sauron Knight, noticing the strange reactions of these villagers, frowned slightly and sized up the young man standing in front of the crowd.

For some reason, he, who had served nobles for many years, felt that the other party's temperament was a bit extraordinary.

The young man was wearing a patched linen robe, but the lining under the robe seemed to be of very good material, and his facial skin was fair and delicate, without even a single pimple.

This was too rare for a commoner male.

In addition, the young man was also wearing a very large, ridiculous straw hat that looked like a crooked mushroom, which was very impractical as a hat.

But if it was used as a prop to hide his identity and Blessing, then it could be understood. Recalling what Berg had said earlier, "a noble Prince," the Sauron Knight's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Sir, would you please take off your hat?" The Sauron Knight said in a deep voice to Xian.

His attitude was surprisingly good, and he even used the respectful term "sir."

"Because according to the laws of the Sossia Kingdom, anyone who enters the territory of a noble has an obligation to show the knight guarding the territory his identity Blessing."

The Sauron Knight said lightly, and with a wave of his hand, several of his servants slowly approached Xian.

"It seems I have no other choice..."

Xian sighed softly. He knew that he would probably say goodbye to his comfortable life in this village and truly step into this strange and bizarre fantasy world.

Under everyone's gaze, Xian slowly took off his straw hat that looked like a giant mushroom.

A string of long white text was revealed.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

Those villagers who had already seen it were fine, but the Sauron Knight and his servants were so stunned that they opened their mouths like puppets and did not move.

The Sauron Knight, who always claimed his sword was fast and steady, even forgot to pick up the Fine Steel Longsword he cherished as his life, which he maintained several times a day, after it fell into the dirt.

But the most exaggerated expression belonged to the Clay Merchant Mills.

His face looked as if it had been struck by an invisible heavy hammer, his muscles twitching uncontrollably from his eyebrows to his chin, as if countless ants were crawling under his skin, frantically spasming back and forth.

His eyes were as round as light bulbs, and his mouth was so wide open that it almost dislocated, revealing the gold tooth inlaid in his back molar.

"Heir to a Kingdom of 1.4 Billion Citizens!"

Mills recited the meaning of the words in a trembling voice. He finally understood why the villagers had looked at him so strangely after he said he wanted Xian as his slave.

So, you all knew it all along! The moment Mills uttered those words, the Sauron Knight and his servants knelt on one knee towards Xian as if waking from a dream.

"I, Thorin Brook, servant knight of Viscount Hughes, lord of Black Wolf Territory, on behalf of my lord, greet you—a most noble Prince, and thank you for visiting Black Wolf Territory."

The Sauron Knight said forcefully, lowering his head sharply, the speed of which even created a whistling sound.

His forehead was slightly beaded with white sweat due to nervousness. He almost... almost boasted about his lord's greatness in front of this Prince.

His lord was indeed great, but in front of this incredibly noble Prince, perhaps only the eternal gods could be called great.

"The situation is much better than expected..."

Xian looked at the knight in front of him, who had been cold and arrogant before but was now so respectful that he wished he could prostrate himself on the muddy ground, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The worst situation he had imagined was that he would be directly seen through by the knowledgeable knight and killed on the spot.

Although it was absurd, he felt that there was a possibility of this happening, so he had never dared to expose the Blessing above his head. But now it seemed that the people in this world had a very high degree of trust in the labels that everyone was born with, so much so that it could be said to be deeply ingrained.

In that case, perhaps he could be a little bolder in the future.

"Supreme Creator above, Your Highness, great, noble, and handsome Your Highness! Please forgive my rudeness, I am willing to be your slave for the rest of my life!"

At this moment, Mills, who had finally awakened from the shock brought by Xian's identity Blessing, rushed towards him, crying with snot and tears.

Mills knew very well that after he had said such absurd and rude words as if his brain had been flooded, the only way out was to hug the Prince's leg, howl and cry, and swear allegiance for life in order to seek forgiveness.

If he succeeded, he might even be able to turn the biggest crisis in his life into an opportunity to change his destiny.

After all, wasn't that how the bards who cheated drinks in taverns always sang?

A noble Prince, after experiencing some twists and turns, gains a loyal and capable servant, and then creates a great career together with the servant, and the servant is also promoted to nobility.

Mills felt that he was still a capable person, at least in business. He was willing to swear to the Supreme Creator that as long as this Prince was willing to forgive him, he would serve this Prince loyally for the rest of his life.

Of course, the premise was that this Prince was willing to ennoble him after his success.

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