Chapter 645: Slave boy

The yoke of the coffin used to lock the energy of Xerath's soul body slowly eased his body. Under his horrified gaze, the body without the yoke gradually distorted and turned into an irregular energy cloud that changed every moment.
Thinking that his body might dissipate due to disintegration at any time, he roared at the goddess Icacia in anger, threatening her to withdraw the spell on him.
Selectively ignoring Xerath's incompetent rage, the goddess turned to look at the fox fairy in the middle of the lake.
The obscure Icacia language was spit out from her squirming lips, and the body of the fox fairy was covered with ice again, and slowly sank to the bottom of the lake.
Circles of water ripples frequently appeared on the surface of the lake, and then eased as the fox fairy sank to the bottom of the lake.
After the last ripple of Jingyue Lake disappeared, the goddess noticed that Xerath had been roaring at her.
Ye Feng couldn't hold back her red lips with a slightly open look of stunned expression, and he laughed out loud.
Sivir covered his mouth, and warned Ye Feng, who didn't know the wrong way, not to laugh at Goddess Icacia.
The little Soraka on the side giggled when he saw Ye Feng's funny face being covered by Sivir.
Seeing the scene of Ye Feng and a few people laughing, the goddess also recalled some past events in her youth. She also smiled slightly: "Let him smile, it's okay!"
Xerath, who had been ignored for a long time, saw the goddess Icacia and Ye Feng and others talking and laughing in front of him, and his anger grew even stronger. He continued to threaten: "Don't let me have a chance to recover, I will make you unhappy at that time!"
The most courageous Lulu hurriedly shrank behind Ye Feng, clinging to Ye Feng and said in fear: "Brother Ye Feng, that monster is so fierce!"
Rubbing Lulu's little head, Ye Feng comforted Luluzerath that he was now imprisoned by the magic of the goddess Acacia, and could not hurt them.
Although she heard that Xerath was imprisoned, due to the shadow that Xerath had left her before, she still timidly hid behind Ye Feng and glanced at her from time to time.
Seeing that Lulu was such a cute little girl from Yordel being so scared by Xerath, the goddess Icacia looked at Xerath solemnly, and said, "Do you know anything wrong?"
"Wrong? A joke!" Xerath murmured contemptuously. He didn't think he was wrong.
Seeing Xerath's stubbornness, the goddess' solemn pupils also revealed a hint of anger. She snorted, and then Xerath's irregular energy cloud was dragged by her towards the sky above Jingyue Lake.
Due to curiosity, the nervous Ye Feng walked to the shore of the lake carelessly, wanting to see how the goddess would deal with Xerath.
Ye Feng secretly said that he didn't know how to score, and Sivir who was afraid that he would cause trouble also followed.
"Sister Lulu, let's take a look too!" Little Soraka raised her head, her big eyes flickering, she was really cute.
After speaking, she also greeted Amumu, and together pushed the reluctant Lulu towards the lakeshore.
"Since you refuse to admit your mistakes, let me help you review it!"
Indifferently dropped a word, the goddess Icacia turned over her hands, chanting the spell of Icacia, and traces of purple star power lingered on Jingyue Lake.
The silk of star power fiddled with the lake water, ripples appeared, and the reflection of Xerath in the lake water in the form of energy also fluctuated with it.
Illusory magic grows, and a dark-skinned Shurima boy about fifteen or sixteen appears in the mirror image of the lake.
The boy was skinny, his pupils were dim, and his hollow eyes revealed a numb look. The clothes on his body were in tatters, the bones and cheeks were stained with mud spots, and the messy appearance was not more than the poor people in the Zuan slum.
Seeing the dirty Shurima boy in the lake, Lulu's sympathy overflowed. Forgetting Xerath for the time being, she shook Ye Feng's arm, pouting her small mouth and said, "Brother Ye Feng, that boy is so pitiful!"
He nodded with a moving expression, hesitated, Ye Feng looked at the flat-faced Goddess Icacia beside him, and asked, "Is that Xerath?"
The goddess Icacia didn't reply, but her slight nod was to tell everyone that the scrawny Shurima boy was Xerath.
Unexpectedly, that poor boy was the smelly monster she hated, Xerath, and Lulu's courage became weaker again. She continued to shake Ye Feng's arm, lowering her voice: "That smelly monster was so pitiful before..."
"what are you doing!"
Xerath didn't care for others to sympathize with him, and when he thought that his past would be known to these people in front of him, he rarely showed fear in his tone.
Ignoring Xerath, the face of the goddess Icacia could not see the slightest change in expression, she continued to use magic to let Jingyue Lake reveal Xerath's past.
The Jingyue Lake was rippling again, and the painting style changed. On a huge ancient Shurima-style farm, many slaves with shackles on their feet were doing farm work under the whip of the farmer.
A scrawny teenager fell into the field due to lack of physical strength, unable to get up for a while.
Not only did the farmer have no mercy, but frantically waved the whip and beat the fallen boy. While beating the young man, the farmer scolded the young man when he fell and crushed his field, and asked the young man to get up and cultivate.
The young man desperately begged for mercy, but in return he was beaten again and again by the ugly farmer, and finally fainted uncontrollably.
Seeing that the young man passed out, the farmer could not help but screamed waste. He motioned in disgust to others to carry the boy out of his farm. He didn't want to seek medical treatment for this boy who could not help him.
The boy was thrown away in the wilderness by other slaves of the farmer, and it was evening when he woke up. Originally he wanted to shout excitedly that he was free, but the cold shackles on his feet reminded him that he was still a slave.
Since he hadn't eaten much for several days, the teenager touched his empty stomach, and stood up with difficulty thinking of finding some edible wild fruits nearby.
But as he walked, the boy was attracted by the fragrance of barbecue. Following the lingering fragrance of the nose, the boy soon found a group of luxuriously dressed people talking and laughing around the fire.
Perceiving someone approaching, the person in the clothing of the guard stood up and pressed the young man fiercely.
The boy was terrified, and hurriedly begged for mercy, saying that he was not a bad guy. At this moment, a girl who was as big as a teenager signaled the guard to retreat by the fire.
The girl's bright eyes were radiant against the fire. She curiously asked about the boy, and told the boy that her name was Cathy, an aristocrat in the imperial city, and she was happy to take in the boy.
Upon hearing that Cathy was willing to take him in, the boy excitedly told Cathy that his name was Xerath, and said that he would work hard to serve the nobleman where the girl was.
But when the others around Cathy saw the slave boy she accepted, there was a trace of disdain for Xerath's identity hidden in their eyes. Even some people have already thought about making things difficult for this lucky slave when they return to the imperial city.
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