Chapter 14: Can you take me away?

  Over the past three days, on his way from Nasser Mine Village, Luo Wei had been using the Qigong Dantian Sitting Method to recover his magic instead of meditation, and it was surprisingly effective. Not only did he recharge the Black Ice Skull Necklace twice, but he also managed to gather a lot of information about Ferretya through side conversations.

  According to Felicia's description, her aunt Xanna would move with her family to Naiserr every year for a period of time. After all, her aunt's family was not well-off and the seventeen children she had given birth to were a huge burden.

  Not seven children, but seventeen children.

  Even those seventeen cousins of Felicia were only a part of all the children born to Felicia's aunt, Zhanna.

  Ever since marrying that Selle-Holdin, Felicia's aunt Xanna has been maintaining a miraculous pregnancy rate of four years and three births, with each birth being either twins or triplets!

  So if you count those unexpected miscarriages and stillbirths, Felix's siblings number at least over forty...

  So, after hearing Felicia's description of Lovie to her aunt, he was in a state of shock for a long time and couldn't extricate himself. He didn't even know whether he should be grateful for the extremely high mortality rate in this other world.

  Then, Luo Wei's mind rose with doubts. A poor aunt who already has seventeen children would be willing to or even have the energy to raise her own niece again?

  So after having his clothes tailored, Rove would go back to old tailor Kostos and ask him again.

  "Respected Witcher Geralt, Kostoh never said anything bad about the townspeople in his life... Your question really puts me in a difficult position..."

  The old Ksott, questioned by Rovi, became entangled in expression.

  "No need to be difficult, just tell the truth."

  It was already clear that the magician's identity was in this other world, where nobles were a cut above the rest, and Rovi, who tried to force the old tailor to tell the truth.

  So, after a moment's consideration, the old tailor finally spoke up and gave his honest opinion: "Well, the wizard you respect so much, sir, is actually not bad. The Sel'kor people are all right, and when Aslat was prosperous, his family was quite well off..."

  The old tailor glanced at Felicia standing beside Rovin, then continued: "But Holten's woman is really too fertile! In the past, she could take her whole family to stay with relatives in Nefry Mine Village for a month or two, but now Nefry Mine Village has been plagued by undead and not a single person has escaped. So this morning, when I delivered granules to Lady Nelson, I saw Selle-Holten lurking around the slave trader who came yesterday, he's probably thinking of selling his children..."

  "Understood, thank you."

  After leaving an extra small silver coin behind, Rovin walked out of the clothing store with Felicia, amidst the old tailor's thousand thanks.

  "Are you still going to look for your aunt?"

  After walking away from the clothing store, Rovi stopped in his tracks and turned around to ask Felicia this question.

  To be honest, this question is quite cruel, but Luo Wei couldn't help but ask it.

  As a guest on Earth, Luo Wei hadn't fallen to the point of pushing a pretty little girl who was still nice to him into the fire pit in such a short time.

  Every man has a heart that loves and pities beauty.

  When Rovin asked the question, Felicia, who had been keeping her head down all along, looked up at Rovin and asked in a very small voice: "Mr. Rovin, can you take me away?"

  Looking at Felicia's eyes full of hope, Rove wanted to nod.

  Although Felicia was not very old, in the three days of getting along with her, she used her unexpected cooking skills and diligence to make Rove's life simple enough to only need to hurry on the road and sit cross-legged in meditation.

  Korvus couldn't nod now, leaning against the dying body of Rove, who was a pale and handsome undead wizard, but what about three months later?

  After reverting back to a zombie, Rou didn't think that Felicia, who was actually extremely afraid of zombies, would continue to follow him and live in hiding.

  "I'm very sorry."

  So Rove said four words that were unbearably cruel for little Felicia.

  In Rovin's voice, a gust of wind with a fishy smell swept through the street, blowing Felicia's golden hair upwards and also blowing away all her hopes in her eyes.

  "I'm sorry, I made an unreasonable request!"

  Felicia bowed deeply to Rove, not wanting him to see the despair in her eyes. Grandmother, you've always taught me to live with effort, and Shia has been following your teachings all along, even when she found out that mom had passed away without shedding a tear. But now, Shia is afraid that she will soon meet you in the realm of the goddess of fate, and Shia doesn't want to become like those female slaves in the stories you used to tell, who were treated as playthings and humiliated by people at will, absolutely not!

  Looking at the frail blonde girl bowing deeply, Rovell could only softly sigh in his heart. How could he possibly not guess that Felicia might be sold as a female slave by her aunt's family?

  But... perhaps Felicia's uncle and aunt, and that tiny bit of humanity, would grit their teeth and keep Felicia, the only blood relative of her husband, by their side to raise her up?

  With this in mind, Luo Wei started again and followed the old tailor's directions to the second intersection, then turned left and walked to the deepest part of the alley.

  Then Luo Wei saw a dilapidated small courtyard, and as he walked to the front door, just about to raise his hand to knock on the dark wooden door, the dark wooden door suddenly creaked open from the inside.

  The one who opened the door was a middle-aged fat man with a shiny bald head, his right hand tightly grasping a thick rope, and the thick rope was tied to nine girls of different sizes who were crying and wailing, with two strong men wearing leather armor and holding whips on either side.

  "Huh? Ah, what a coincidence, noble Necromancer sir! You're also here to buy female slaves? Oh my, you're one step too late. All the children for sale in this house now belong to our Dragon and Beauty Trading Company. Of course, if the respected Necromancer sir is in urgent need, I can transfer any of them to you at the original price... each of these girls is only priced at fifty silver Gilders!"

  That oily-headed, brainy slave trader, Colenweh, recognized Rove after a slight pause, so he immediately squeezed out a full-faced smile and said.

  Even a fool can see that Kolren is trying to establish friendship with the "Lich Witch" Rovy.

  It's not surprising, after all, in this world, spellcasters are not as common as college students in the Heavenly Dynasty before Luovi's transmigration, but rather rare and hard to find like giant pandas.

  Unfortunately, there was no need for Lovi to answer. The girls bound by the rough rope, after seeing Felicia following behind Lovi and shouting "Sister!", made the slave trader Colenweil's smile on his face freeze in place.

  "Uh... if I may be so bold as to ask, Mr. Lich, what is your relationship with this family?"

  Looking at Lovina's pale, expressionless face, the slave trader Colenwe regretted his decision and felt that he had made a losing deal in buying her.

  To be honest, Kolrenwi wasn't actually afraid of Lovi because he guessed that Lovi's mage rank was absolutely no more than second circle, but offending a necromancer for such a reason was still very unwise.

  Who knows if this young soul sorcerer, who is already accompanied by two wight attendants, has a powerful mentor with the title of Grandmaster standing behind him?

  Are there still practitioners without mentors in this day and age?