Wizards are mighty

As soon as he finished speaking, Vic's face instantly turned cold.

He raised his hand and slapped Felice on the face.

"Crack!"

"Is that so?"

"Crack!"

Before the little maid could answer, he changed his hand and slapped her again.

These two blows didn't leave much energy, and Felice's pink cheeks suddenly turned red.

"I'm sorry...Master...please punish Phyllis..."

Felice looked pitiful after being beaten, but she still did not reach out to cover her face. Instead, she adjusted her kneeling position so that her master could wave her arms.

"I'm sorry? Do you know why I hit you?"

Vic did not continue to take action, but asked expressionlessly.

"Because...because Phyllis tried to speculate on the master's intentions..."

"wrong!"

Vic interrupted her impatiently.

"Stretch out your hand and roll up your sleeves."

Phyllis shrank her head timidly and obeyed obediently.

A warm, white and tender arm appeared in front of Vic, but what was very conspicuous was that five or six bruises were spread on it, completely destroying the delicacy.

"Does it hurt?"

Vic pressed hard on the bruise.

"It hurts a little."

Phyllis glanced at her master's face and nodded cautiously.

The same humble and well-behaved look made Vic's somewhat unhappy mood calm down a bit.

"Since you know it hurts, why didn't you tell me? And you were so secretive when you came in just now, were you afraid of being discovered by me?"

"I don't care how you handled these things before, but from today on, you are my property. If others take advantage of you without permission, it is equivalent to harming my interests and destroying my property!"

"These two slaps are to give you a long memory."

"As a slave, you can solve things yourself if you can't solve them. If you can't solve them, you must report them to the master in time and let the master make the decision, instead of holding it in silence yourself. Remember?"

Vic poked her forehead with a finger and said every word.

"Yes...yes, Master, Phyllis has remembered it!"

Although she was beaten, Phyllis did not show any aggrieved look. Instead, she looked like she had taken her master's teachings to heart seriously.

Seeing this, Vic nodded with satisfaction and sat upright again.

"Tell me, where did your injuries come from?"

"Back to Master, most of them were beaten by Ida, the slave you selected who has the blood of the Moka Lizard clan."

"Oh? The guy who took the initiative to stand up?"

"Yes, another slave was also involved, but he didn't do much."

"then……"

Phyllis did not dare to add any exaggeration and honestly described the situation at that time.

After listening, Vic was thoughtful.

He had sensed something was wrong before.

The relationship between these slaves does not seem to be harmonious. Not only is there a vague hierarchical gap between them, but the attitudes of some slaves are not very honest, and there is always an inexplicable sense of weirdness.

Could it be that the wizarding civilization couldn't even train a group of slaves? This is impossible...

The cultural package that comes with Wizard Language clearly records that slaves are an important part of Wizard civilization, a tradition and pillar industry since ancient times.

The pillar industry in such a developed super civilization, even the lowest quality products, cannot have this virtue, right?

unless……

"Bullying? Ha, interesting."

Vic sneered, picked up the knife and fork again, and thought while eating.

When an unusual phenomenon occurs, there must be causes that make it unusual.

And by discovering the incentives hidden under the phenomenon, you may be able to get more valuable things from it.

Events like this, which are basically man-made, can usually be analyzed in terms of interests and purposes.

"First of all, without the influence of other factors, it is impossible for wizards to cultivate slaves in such a crude way."       "Xenogeneic species are the least valuable in wizard civilization. Just send a few trained slaves to manage the so-called Every farm can get a product that is a hundred times better than this.”

"Combined with the fact that the wizarding civilization has absolute control over the wizarding world, the reason why these slaves have become like this can be concluded that the wizards did it deliberately."

"Secondly, this sea journey is essentially an entrance exam. According to Elena, it is even a traditional project of wizard civilization, um... similar to the military training at Blue Star University?"

"So, these slaves are so unusual and are most likely part of the 'military training'. Is it related to the so-called hidden rules?"

"..."

It wasn't until all the food went into his stomach that Vic suddenly came to his senses.

"Hey, I still don't have enough information. Although I have a lot of guesses, I can't make a more accurate judgment."

"Forget it, let's go and help my cute little kitten get out of trouble first."

Vic murmured to himself and waved his hand to signal Phyllis to clear the table.

"After sending these to the kitchen, you come back to me and take me to your place."

"I just want to see how those guys dare to be so arrogant and don't take me seriously at all."

Lying on the bed and continuing to use the card reader, Vic said lazily.

"Yes, thank you Master..."

After hearing Vic's words, Phyllis' hand holding the plate trembled slightly.

She didn't know why, but her eyes were a little moist, and a few drops of water crossed her cheeks and fell on the table.

"Woo..."

Phyllis was shocked, she quickly held back her tears and carefully wiped the table clean with a cloth.

After taking a few deep breaths, she bowed to say goodbye to the owner and quickly pushed the small dining cart out of the room.

Looking at Phyllis' tail wagging as she walked out the door, Vic smiled softly.

For those who have been in darkness, any ray of light means salvation.

Just like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw, no matter how insignificant the tenderness is, she will try her best to fight for it.

"Even crude materials can be re-carved into works of art as long as they are made of beautiful materials..."

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"Bang!"

A wooden stick nearly two fingers thick hit Ida's body, causing her to stagger.

Vic remained expressionless and continued to swing the stick as many pairs of eyes watched.

He had to admit that the quality of some rotten wood was not good enough, so he had no desire to correct it.

Compared with Phyllis, the attitude of these two guys is simply inferior by an unknown amount.

Especially this one named Ida, when he first came to the door, she actually dared to look at his kitten with threatening eyes.

Can this be tolerated?

"Bang!"

Sawdust flew.

The stick, which was originally made of weak material, broke into two pieces.

The severe pain finally made Ida unable to stand. She fell to the ground, holding the place where she was hit and gasping.

"If you dare to touch her again in the future, just think about which arm or leg you will break."

"Also, you happen to be thick-skinned and thick-skinned. Take good care of her, otherwise we will still ask questions of you."

Seeing that the effect was almost there, Vic said a few words lightly, then turned around and left.

To be honest, if he wasn't bound by the identity of master and slave, he might not be able to defeat this female lizard.

It seems that I need to speed up my meditation.

…

After a long time, after Vic's retreating back disappeared, Ida was finally able to get up.

She glanced at Phyllis, who had been watching fearfully from the side, and a trace of malice flashed in her eyes.

Sure enough, this bitch was waiting for an opportunity to retaliate. It seemed that he had been beaten lightly before. If he had known it, he would have been beaten to half a disability, and he might not have been able to sue.

It's a pity that not only can't touch her in the future, but I even have to protect her. It's really like seeing the ghost of the dead.

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