After crossing, I became the mother of all demons [MTL]

Ch 97

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Orlando, a young boy, walks alone in the desert with a worried expression on his face.

Maybe it's because the sun in the sky is really scorching hot, or maybe it's because the heart beats a little too fast—in a word, it's clear that what was originally left on his chest represents his status as a "slave". "The contract imprint of his identity has disappeared, but Orlando always feels hot in his heart.

He looked down from time to time, and still felt a strong sense of unreality, and his whole body was like falling into a dream.

Did this kind of thing actually happen?

Although Orlando is usually calm and sensitive, which is not the quality that a slave should possess at all, but at this moment, what he showed was that "Orlando" should not have appeared in this person. The strange confusion.

From the time when he appeared in an unfamiliar desert for some reason, everything has started to rush in a direction that Orlando can't understand, and can't predict at all.

He was born with Su Hui, and he has always boasted that it is easy to do - even just relying on a face-to-face to see through people's hearts. Most things in this world are almost transparent to Orlando, including the matter of getting rid of the slave contract on himself. If he wants to, it is not impossible to do it at all.

After weighing the cost and the benefits that would be required to do so, Orlando found that this was not a good deal, so he put it on hold for the time being, and did not put it on what he needed to do. The front row of the list of things.

He didn't think it was necessary.

Compared with the series of things that Orlando wants and will accomplish, whether he is a slave or a commoner, it is a very trivial matter among them, and does not have any priority.

But now, another person exchanged this "freedom" and "dignity" for him.

Orlando was not so grateful that he gave up on the spot, but such behavior did make him feel "confused" and "concerned".

He should go find that girl and ask for clarification. thought Orlando.

Otherwise, such doubts will always accompany and trouble him.

When Orlando finally made a decision on this matter, he had actually almost reached his goal‌. When the young man stopped, what he saw in front of his eyes was a stretch of yellow sand dunes, undulating and unsteady - at least if it just looked like this, it seemed to be no different from the surroundings.

But that's not really indistinguishable of course.

Orlando took out a spar with magic power accumulated in it from his pocket, and then crushed it. When the magic power inside the spar spread out, the space in front of it that didn't look any different suddenly began to fluctuate like a disturbed water surface, and then it seemed that a hand brushed away the space that was originally covered in it. The barrier above reveals the truth below.

It turned out to be an oasis—even a not-so-small oasis.

This is really a rare thing.

You must know that in the desert, the existence of oases is equivalent to the soil that can survive and inhabit. Therefore, whenever you leave the oasis, it will cause fierce competition, and even develop into a war that kills tens of thousands of people.

Of course, nine out of ten deaths will be slaves.

The oasis that was hidden in front of Orlando now, which was originally hidden by special magical means, obviously does not belong to anyone—at least not to the nobles in the desert.