Chapter 4: The Overseer's Lesson
One's confidence grew with each passing moment. His newfound strength and his progress in farming had given him a life he had never seen before. This arrangement had become a gift—a dangerous and turbulent treasure—and he intended to use it to the fullest.
As he leaned against the wall of the slave quarters, his sharp mind plotting his next move, the sound of heavy boots approaching the door interrupted his thoughts.
The inspector entered, his face still red with anger. Previous article in the yard The whip hung in his hand, his eyes searching the room like a hunter searching for food.
"Which of you worthless rats thought it was funny to shame me so early?" he growled, his voice filled with fury.
The slaves bowed, avoiding his gaze. No one dared to speak, but the man knew that the guard's anger was well-founded against them.
"You!" The warden took the whip and swung it at Adam. "It's pointless coming here Dog!"
Adam stood still, his expression calm. The other servants looked at him with fear and horror. But Adam's mind was already angry. This wasn't the first time he had dealt with bullies, and it certainly wouldn't be the last.
As he moved forward, the system rang.
Quest: Summon the Inspector. Bonus: [Brass Casting Cast]. Punishment for Mistakes: Corporal Punishment >
A small smile appeared on Adam's lips. He said, "It's easy, you know." He muttered under his breath
The Inspector sneered at him, mistaking Adam's calm expression for submission. "You think you're smart, don't you? Let's see how smart you are after twenty lashes."
He raised the whip, but before it could land, Adam spoke, his voice strong and loud enough to be heard.
"Commissioner, forgive me, but isn't there a flower on your face?"
The man
froze in mid-swipe, his eyebrows furrowed. "What are you talking about slave?"
people "It's on your cheek. I think one of the pigs in the yard got to you early," he pointed innocently.
A wave of laughter echoed through the room, then sped up as the inspector's gaze turned to the other slaves.
"You think this is funny?!" he shouted.
Adam looked scared and stepped back. "No, no, no, sir, it's… wide. "
The guard's eyes widened, his cheek scrunched up in anger. It was over The meaning was not just any, but Adam's voice was so convincing that doubts began to creep into the man's mind.
"Enough!" The guard raised his voice, even though his voice was red with uncertainty. He turned to Adam and raised his fist again.
But Adam wasn't done.
"Wait!" Adamu shouted in a desperate voice. "Don't throw me here, sir. The room stinks. Besides, the smell in the yard... Now it's on your feet. "
The eye of the beholder Confused, he turned and looked at his feet. There was still the faint scent of fish oil, enough to confirm Adam's words. His expression changed from anger to fury as he stepped back.
Adam took his time. "I can help you clean them, sir," he said in a voice full of false thought. "But if you want to point me out."
The observer hesitated, his pride in the war and his desire to get rid of the imaginary waste. Finally he cried, "Okay! Clear it now, or you'll regret it!
Adam knelt down, seemingly looking at the boots. He turned his back, reaching into his pocket where he had hidden a handful of rice flour in front of the kitchen. Gently rub it on the soles of the inspector's shoes.
Adam stood up and said, "All ready, sir."
The cleaner stepped forward - still clinging to the ground.
"What?" He dragged his feet, but The dough still held, holding him. His attempt to move only made him look more ridiculous, his face turning red as the slaves around him couldn't help but laugh.
"Who did this?!" he shouted, his voice cracking with anger.
Adam returned to the crowd, joining the other servants, his face innocent.
you, the blessing! You have deceived the judge. >
Reward: [Brass Sword password] When Adam heard the sign, his mind immediately became clear. [Brass Sword] Once a reward was given for each act of cruelty, the effectiveness or reward increased. The Watcher fought on, his laughter growing louder as he cursed and shouted. Adam slipped away unnoticed, his heart pounding with joy. In the solitude of the slave house he examined the sign, his heart sinking. He "This is the beginning," whispered to himself. "The more, the harder the fall. " And the witness is the first of many. End of Chapter 4