Pursuit

Roy tried to get up from the dirty ground, only to find that his feet were bound by ropes. He tried to sit up by supporting himself with his hands to check his surroundings, but a Half-Elf kicked him in the chest and knocked him back to the ground.

Seeing the indifferent gazes of these Half-Elf, as if they were looking at a dead man, and not even bothering to ask them anything.

I knew they must be a group of Slave Traders too...

Roy saw Sabrina lying unconscious beside him, her hands and legs bound, and a purplish-blue bruise on her forehead.

Roy, trying to slow his breathing, said to Benjamin and Abbott:

"Benjamin, you were here after all..."

"Abbott, it's been a long time..."

"You'd better not move. If you do anything rash, she'll die..."

Benjamin wiped a dagger on Roy's body and spoke in fluent Elven Language.

Roy spread his hands, immediately indicating that he would not resist.

Two Half-Elf took the opportunity to tie Roy's hands and remove his armor.

Abbott looked terrible, his eyes were bloodshot, and because he was so thin, not only were his eye sockets sunken, but his cheeks were also very thin, and his face shape was somewhat changed.

If Roy hadn't spent so much time with him, he probably wouldn't have recognized him just by looking at his face.

Abbott paused for a moment before speaking to Roy:

"Actually, we've been looking for you all along. Where is the Golden Key?"

Then Abbott saw that the two Slave Traders had failed to find the Magic Pouch on Roy, and frowned, asking:

"You've been Priest in the temple for so long, how come you don't even have a Magic Pouch?"

In fact, Roy entered the Fifth District dressed as a Half-Elf hunter, but worried that the Magic Pouch Magic Pouch he was wearing would be too conspicuous, so he left it at the Negotiation Team's camp.

Just then, a Half-Elf ran in from outside, whispered a few words in the ear of the Slave Traders Jones, and then quickly ran out.

Jones frowned and said, "Benjamin, those two are being followed by several people. They've probably discovered our identities and we can't shake them off. They're almost here. We can't afford to clash with them here; it's time to leave!"

Benjamin stood up and said, "Okay, let's go. We've had enough of being here!"

Jones knelt on one knee, pulled a dagger from his thigh, lifted Roy's chin with one hand, and slashed the dagger toward Roy's throat.

This set of movements looks more practiced than someone killing a chicken...

But before the dagger could strike, it was blocked by a staff. Benjamin held the other end of the staff and said to Jones, "Take them away."

Jones looked at Sabrina, the Half-Elf beauty he wanted to take with him, but he didn't want to take Roy with him; killing him would be the easiest option.

"We're on the run, what use is he?" Jones said to Benjamin.

Now he and Benjamin are partners, and they plan to jointly open up the slave trade route on the Endless Sea. He will rely on Benjamin a lot in the future, so it's not good to turn against him now.

"They can be used as hostages if necessary," Benjamin said.

Actually, Benjamin did this for Abbott's sake. Abbott had been coveting the Golden Key in Roy's possession for quite some time...

"Carry them on your back first!" Jones ordered his men.

He then added, "After we take them out of the camp, we'll wake them up. Let them walk the rest of the way on their own. If they can keep up with us, they'll live a few more days. We'll deal with the root of the problem directly."

Roy was carried on the shoulder of a Half-Elf.

He almost vomited bile when the knuckles of the Slave Traders's shoulder were pressed against him.

Sabrina was being carried by Jones himself, and her situation seemed a little better. Unsurprisingly, the Heavy Sword she was carrying had been taken away by the Slave Traders.

Roy had a cloth bag put over his head by the Slave Traders, and suddenly everything went black; he couldn't see anything.

These Slave Traders withdrew from the camp in Fifth District Fifth District, which was now in complete chaos.

The Slave Traders thought they were out of danger and were planning to move upstream along the stream into the canyon.

A Slave Traders on lookout duty spotted an elven mage riding Magic Broom, weaving through the dense forest and slowly approaching.

Magician Scarlett saw Benjamin and his Slave Traders, but she didn't see Roy and Sabrina at first glance.

To avoid frightening the Half-Elf, the Magician Scarlett approached little by little, taking a roundabout approach.

Then they saw that two Half-Elf in the group were carrying Roy and Sabrina on their shoulders.

This time, Magician Scarlett didn't hesitate. She took out a Magic Signal Flare and fired it into the sky.

Instructor Nora, Instructor Eleanor, Instructor Virgil, Instructor Gru, who had been wandering aimlessly around Fifth District like headless flies, all saw the signal Scarlett sent at almost the same time.

The four instructors immediately stopped in their tracks. Instructor Nora even cheered inwardly, clearly relieved that Roy and Sabrina had not fallen victim to the Slave Traders. They all rushed towards the direction of the Magic Signal Flare.

Countless Rebel Army were left behind by the five instructors. The Rebel Army were almost entirely composed of Half-Elf hunters, and they were significantly weaker than the instructors.

Instructor Nora, running at full speed, burst out of the Fifth District camp, followed by a large group of the Rebel Army, some even with arrows stuck in their backs.

Instructor Nora was dressed in Magic Inscription Construct, with the arrows merely hanging from the cloak behind her.

When Instructor Nora arrived at the woods, she saw that a huge fire had broken out in the woods...

The magician was manipulating an Ice Wall to rise from the edge of the fire. As the Ice Wall shattered, the fire weakened.

Where are they?

Instructor Nora rushed over, and before she could catch her breath, she asked urgently, "It's right across from us..." said the Magician Scarlett.

"Forget about putting out the fire, come with me to rescue people!" Instructor Nora practically shouted at the top of her lungs.

At this moment, Instructor Eleanor, Instructor Gru, and Instructor Virgil also broke out of the Fifth District camp. The five instructors joined together, followed by a large group of the Rebel Army soldiers, while in front of them was a group of escaped Slave Traders.

"That fire mage is right across from us, we need to be careful..." Magician Scarlett said, then dragged out the Magic Broom.

Several arrows were still stuck in the Magic Broom.

Instructor Nora, sitting behind Scarlett, took a deep breath and said urgently, "Hurry up and chase after them!"

The two bypassed the raging fire and, sure enough, saw Benjamin riding his Magic Broom and fleeing into the distance, while the Slave Traders had also run far away.

Magician Scarlett carried Instructor Nora on her back and caught up with them in one go.

They finally caught up with the group of Slave Traders who were trying to escape.

Instructor Nora, sword and shield in hand, leaped directly from Magician Scarlett's Magic Broom. After landing and tumbling several times, she stood up the instant she stood up. A blur flashed behind her, Instructor Nora, like a cannonball, tackled a runaway Slave Traders to the ground. Her longsword plunged directly into the Slave Traders's groin, and as the sword was pulled out, a gushing stream of blood spurted out like a fountain.

The Slave Traders lay on the ground howling in pain, while Instructor Nora lunged at another Slave Traders with her longsword.

"Roy and Sabrina are ahead..."

Magician Scarlett rode on the Magic Broom, and although the trees obscured the view, she could still see the situation in the distance clearly.

Seeing the instructors chasing after him from behind, Jones finally began to regret his actions.

If I had known it was these guys, I shouldn't have planned to capture those two young elves.

If they had left earlier, these Slave Traders would probably have already escaped the canyon by now.

What made him even more desperate was that Benjamin actually took his companion, Abbott, and flew away on Magic Broom. They even took their only piece of luggage, the young Half-Elf.

They only spared the Slave Traders, and now they've become the fools who took the fall for Benjamin.

His face was ashen as he watched the elven instructors charging up from behind; his men were no match for them.

Suddenly, Jones had an idea. His gaze fell on the unconscious Sabrina beside him. He quickly bent down, scooped Sabrina up, held a dagger to Sabrina neck, and peeked out from behind a giant tree, shouting loudly at the ruthless Instructor Nora:

"Don't move! Anyone who dares to take another step closer, I'll kill her first and make her our downfall..."

Instructor Nora pulled her longsword from a Slave Traders and turned to look coldly at Jones, who held a dagger to Sabrina's neck.

"You Slave Traders work for Alvis?"

Instructor Nora didn't even look at Sabrina; she quietly approached Jones and asked him.

"Of course not, I'll do things for whoever pays me..."

After saying that, Jones realized something was wrong Instructor Eleanor and Instructor Virgil were following behind, and a group of the Rebel Army were chasing after them.

The Rebel Army fighters not only heard Instructor Nora's question, but also Jones's answer, and their faces showed surprise and anger.

Angry gazes fell on Jones, wishing they could rush up and tear Jones to pieces.

"Everyone, don't rush in yet. Otherwise, once a chaotic battle breaks out, it will be very difficult for us to distinguish between the Slave Traders and the Rebel Army. We are the guards of the Silver Moon Elf Negotiation Team. We received intelligence that many Slave Traders had infiltrated your camp, which is why we went to the Fifth District to investigate. I believe that everyone has been used by these Slave Traders..."

When Instructor Eleanor saw the enraged Rebel Army, she quickly turned around and loudly explained the situation.

For a moment, even Jones was drawn in by Instructor Eleanor's words...

Unbeknownst to them, on a horizontal branch of a large tree, Instructor Gru had already drawn his Battle Shortbow. As the arrow gathered magical power, it even emitted a beam of light the moment it was released.

An arrow grazed Sabrina's hair and entered Jones's temple, the tip emerging from his earlobe, along with gushing blood.

The next second, Slave Traders Jones, holding Sabrina, fell straight to the ground.