Chapter 2260 Homecoming

Joan ignored the overly excited little Archibald, walked up to his father, and calmly explained a fact.

"Mr. Archibald, according to the contract, I have wiped out all the wolf men, bloody beasts and their hyena servants. If you have no objection, I plan to implement the second half of the contract and send you back to Germany." Lin Zhen."

"Of course I don't object...how dare I object."

Old Archibald sank into the armchair, dropped the shotgun, grabbed the wine bottle and took two gulps. He couldn't tell whether he was relieved or discouraged at the moment.

"Mr. Mage, in fact, I have long wanted to leave this ghostly place, but it is not easy to climb mountains and mountains in this hellish season. After all, I don't know magic."

Joan heard the hint from the old man Archibald, turned around and walked out of the house, and cast a spell to create a caravan drawn by three phantom horses.

"Mr. Archibald, take your people into the carriage. The phantom carriage is flying in the air without being hindered by the wind and snow. You can return to Delin Town safely before dark."

The old man Archibald nodded, and called his son and four hired workers to pack their luggage, and boarded the caravan with the shotgun on their shoulders.

After everyone sat down, Joan whistled, and the three smart phantom horses galloped, dragging the caravan and galloping south, leaving no trace in the snow behind them.

Watching Archibald's family drive away, the black slaves in the wooden house couldn't help but panic, worried that Master Mage would leave them alone in the mountains, so they asked Amigo to come forward and ask Joan how to arrange them.

"Don't worry, I will cast a spell to create more phantom carriages and send you all back to Delin Town." Joan comforted Amigo, "The town council passed a bill today to prohibit slavery, waiting for you Go back to town and be a free man."

"Free man? This sounds good, but it's a pity that it's not good for us." Amigo shrugged and spread his hands, not showing much excitement about regaining his freedom.

"Why, don't you want to be liberated?" Joan looked at the young black slave inexplicably.

"Freedom is of course very good, but pure freedom cannot be exchanged for bread. We have no money, no land, and we don't know how to fill our stomachs when we go back to town."

Sighing, Amigo said with a bitter face: "If we want to make a living in Delin Town, the only way out for us is to be a hired worker, and we can get paid. Of course, it is much better than being a slave, but I am worried that no one is willing to spend money." Money hires us to work."

Joan still didn't understand what Amigo was worried about.

"Master, even if the council gives us the status of 'free people', it will not change our discriminated status in the town."

"You see, our skin color is not the same as yours. Most of the residents in Delin Town are white people like you. If white people pay people to work, they will of course give priority to hiring compatriots with the same skin color as themselves."

"I don't think so, Amigo. I will hire anyone with good craftsmanship and a reasonable price." Joan said.

"It's a pity that not everyone is as enlightened as you, Mage Master. In fact, most people think differently from you."

Amigo stands by his point of view.

"Master Archibald often said that people like us not only have ugly skin, but also look like devils, and our intelligence is not as good as that of white people. We are born as an inferior race, and we deserve to be slaves to smarter and more advanced white people."

"I don't believe this, but I find that many people in Durning Town hold the same views as Lord Archibald. They may not openly oppose the Act of Parliament, but they support slavery in private. They think that we black people should be in slavery."

Joan was deeply touched by the grief and indignation in Amigo's words. Judging from what he observed in the town and the council, there is indeed the kind of racial discrimination that Amigo is worried about, but he does not think it is the mainstream.

"Amigo, I admit that some people in the town do discriminate against you, but generally speaking, Delin Town is not as exclusive as you think."

"Our town once had a half-elven doctor who was widely respected, and elected a dwarf to be a councilor and sheriff. In the Algonquin Valley, those yellow-skinned Aesir were our allies in the town of Derlin. I I don't see any reason for people to discriminate against your fellow countrymen who are just darker."

Amigo shook his head lightly.

"Master, you still don't understand, the dwarves and elves, and the Asa people, they are born free people, they were the masters of this land before the white colonists came, and we blacks were trafficked from the beginning Slave, it's different, unless you make us all white, you won't change our fate of being discriminated against by white people."

Joan was speechless, and had to admit that Amigo's concerns were reasonable, but he hadn't mastered a spell that could permanently change a person's skin color and appearance.

Besides, even if he knew this kind of spell, he didn't think he could really help Amigo and his compatriots out of trouble.

They are not born white, and after "bleaching", they will still be ridiculed as "fakes" by insiders. In the end, they will not be able to win the approval of white people, and they will be regarded as traitors by their dark-skinned compatriots.

After a long silence, Joan spoke again.

"Amigo, if you don't want to go back to Delin Town, is there any other better place to go?"

"Master Master, if possible...I want to go home."

The young black slave's eyes were red, and his voice choked up.

"Where is your hometown?"

"We are all from the 'Modi Tribe' of Muspelheim, south of the Brass Mountains, on the east bank of the Sands River..."

Joan heard Amigo describe the general location of his hometown, and then said to him: "Tell your companions, who else wants to go back to their hometown, and I will take you on the road together."

"Okay! Master Mage, thank you so much!"

Amigo bowed to Joan excitedly, turned around and ran back to the wooden house, and chatted with other black slaves in the tribal dialect for a while, and everyone shouted excitedly when they learned that they were expected to return to their hometown.

Not long after, Amigo ran back to Joan.

"Master Master, all of us want to go home."

Joan nodded, thinking about how to send Amigo and the others back to their hometown as soon as possible.

From here to the area where the Modi tribe is located, it is at least a thousand miles away. Along the way, you have to pass through the Brass Mountain Pass where bandits are rampant. It takes too long to take the phantom carriage, and the journey safety cannot be guaranteed.

A more secure method is to use teleportation magic, but with Joan's current spellcasting ability, he can take up to eight people to teleport together at a time, and it takes at least three round trips to send twenty Modi tribesmen back to their hometown, which is quite troublesome .