You think you're worthy of saving the world?

The slave traders on the carriage would occasionally observe the slaves inside through a small, square window that was barely larger than a human head.

So, how do we break this deadlock...?

Magic or divine spells cannot be used, as magical and spiritual reactions may attract the attention of the other two carriages.

He looked around, but there was nothing hard enough to smash the back of a grown man's head with a single blow.

At that moment, Yuri saw through the small window that the fat slave trader did not have his hand on the reins.

Golden opportunity!

Without the slightest hesitation, the black-haired boy decisively took action.

As Yuri stood up from his seat, and the other children looked up at him, he held up his index finger to signal them to be quiet.

Then, he took three steps at a time to the front of the carriage and stretched his shackled wrists out the window toward the heads of the slave traders.

036 First Blood

Yuri extended his shackled hands out of the small window and stretched the metal chains to their limits.

He quickly raised his wrist to the front of the fat driver's head, and then suddenly pulled it backward and downward!

"Waaaaaahhhhhh!!!"

The slave trader only had time to let out half a cry of pain before his thick neck was firmly constricted by handcuffs and chains.

"Gurgle...gurgle...!!"

The slave trader, whose trachea was choked, could not call for help from his companions. He could only struggle and writhe incessantly, like an ugly and fat caterpillar.

Yuri stepped on the front of the carriage, using all his strength and his own weight to pull it backward and downward, completely ignoring the excruciating pain of his wrists being torn apart by the shackles.

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah...! Waaaaah!"

The slave trader kicked frantically, one hand frantically clawing at the chains, the other reaching for the reins, but that seemingly insurmountable distance now felt like the ends of the earth—

The other slave children also gathered around, hugging Yuri's body, arms, and legs tightly, and pulling together in the same direction.

A dozen seconds later, the slave trader rolled his eyes back, kicked his legs, and remained motionless.

Even without its master, the carriage continued to move forward, bumping along as if the life-or-death struggle that had just taken place had never happened.

Only the countless clear scratches left by leather shoes on the floor tell of how intense and frantic a life can be at its end.

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"Stop! Stop! Don't pull anymore, this thing is already dead! You're going to break my arm!"

Seeing Yuri let out a painful growl, the children who were helping him quickly let go.

Yuri moved his torn wrist, ignoring the need to treat himself, and looked out the window at the slave trader whose throat he was still holding.

They're completely dead.

Yuri took a deep breath.

My first murder...

Perhaps because this wasn't the real world, Yuri didn't feel much.

It was as calm as swatting a flying insect that was circling around in front of you.

At that moment, he noticed that all the children his age in the carriage were looking at him, their bodies trembling and their faces showing great fear.

In the eyes of these children, Yuri has probably become a cold-blooded killer with the body of a child but the mind of an adult!

Yuri tried to give them a friendly smile, but it only made them more frightened.

Never mind, he doesn't have time to coax the kids right now.

Yuri thought he should first remove the shackles that were still sticking out of the small window and around the slave trader's neck.

Then find a way to bypass the surveillance of the second carriage and get to the front to take control of your own.

At the time, they were only focused on seizing the opportunity to kill the slave traders and did not consider the aftermath.

The small window was too small for even a child to pass through to reach the driver's seat, and the rear door of the carriage was being watched by the second carriage following closely behind.

Yuri thought for a moment and came up with an idea.

However, just as he was about to show off his skills, a stern female voice rang out from directly in front of him.

"That's enough! I demand you stop! Liberate all slaves immediately!"

Yuri looked through the small window toward the source of the sound.

A beautiful young woman appeared in the middle of the path ahead.

She had meticulously braided, waist-length golden hair, wore a green military uniform and cloak, and had a short bow and short sword hanging at her waist.

On either side of her well-proportioned and perfect face, long, pointed ears extended out in a very conspicuous way.

"...An elf?"

"Why haven't you stopped the carriage yet! If you want to live, stop the carriage, dismount, and surrender obediently... Huh? What's going on?"

Yuri, who was handcuffing the corpse, and the elven girl, who was drawing a short bow from her waist and aiming at the corpse, looked at each other from a distance.

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the other side.

In the throne room of the Sacred Tree Royal Court, Celestia and her three daughters gained access to watch the trials after drinking the special elixir given to them by Rosalia.

The Elf Queen clenched her fists nervously, silently praying for her friend's safe return, while the three princesses stared intently at the projection screen.

"Lady Rosalia, what are you saying now that you've only just entered the singularity!"

The screen was playing a video of Rosalia summoning her ministers and ordering them to search the entire continent for black-haired, golden-eyed boys to bring into her boudoir.

Princess Hiltia, the third princess, covered her flushed cheeks and cried out shyly, "J-J-to announce in public that you want a boy... Even Lady Rosalia can't resist the lustful nature of humankind!"

“That’s not how it is, Hiltia.”

A refined and aloof voice refuted the princess's words.

The second princess, Grantia, with her long, flowing silver hair, said, "That lord only said that on purpose to find his lost teammates."

Lady Rosalia is the noblest human being I have ever met; she would never possess the vulgar, base desires of other humans.

"Grandia, you've only ever seen one human like this, right..."

Hiltia muttered a complaint about her sister, then blinked: "Searching for lost teammates? Speaking of which! Lady Rosalia seems to have brought a teammate into the singularity with her!"

It seems only the first tier is available... Wait, isn't the nine-star advancement supposed to allow companions? Isn't it supposed to be a solo trial?

"Lady Rosalia said in her letter that she has found a trustworthy teammate. This teammate discovered the secret of the ninth-tier trial, and it was also the teammate who suggested this advancement trial."

The one who spoke was Eltia, the first princess of the Holy Tree Kingdom.

She possesses an almost identical stunning beauty and dignified demeanor to her mother, and her short, light blonde hair is soft and gorgeous, just like the Queen's.

"How can a human child who has only lived for a little over ten years know the secrets of the Nine Star Singularity? Humans are truly incredible creatures." The First Princess smiled.

"Since he is Rosa's chosen companion, he must be an outstanding human man."

The three princesses' mother stroked her cheek and murmured softly, "I hope he can help Rosa."

The silver-haired second princess shook her head and sighed, "Mother, sister, you overestimate humans."

Humans are basically a bunch of hopeless, greedy, and stupid fools. I just hope he won't be a burden to Lady Rosalia.

The camera in the royal court shifted to Yuri's side.

In the scene, a black-haired human boy cleanly and efficiently kills a human trafficker who weighs more than twice his own weight from behind.

"Wow...that's amazing! They actually used the shackles to strangle the bad guy!"

The third princess gasped in surprise, her eyes brimming with excitement: "So calm, so decisive... Is he really only fourteen? More than fifty years younger than me!?"

Even the Second Princess, who always despised humans, was slightly taken aback.

She stood there stunned for a long time before she came to her senses.

"...Not bad, though a bit barbaric. After all, they're human; if it were me, I would have done things more appropriately."

Under the smiling gaze of her mother and sisters, the silver-haired princess snorted and turned her face away.

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At this moment, the First Princess noticed something strange.

A video from 2000 years ago shows an elven girl who looks exactly like her adorable little sister who is less than a hundred years old.

037 The Elf Queen's Strange Behavior

"Ah! What is that girl doing! Making so much noise will alert the other slave traders!"

The third girl puffed out her cheeks angrily.

Almost at the same time that Yuri quietly and swiftly killed the slave trader, a blonde elf blocked the carriage and loudly ordered it to stop.

Doing so would obviously alert the slave traders' accomplices, who still had hostages in their hands.

The elf's roughness and recklessness contrasted sharply with Yuri's calm and decisiveness.

That's why Hiltia was so annoyed, fearing that she had squandered the opportunity that Yuri had worked so hard to win.

However, the First Princess noticed something else: the elven girl looked exactly like her youngest sister, with the same hair color.

Among the three princesses of the Sacred Tree Kingdom, the first princess with light blonde hair looks most like her mother, and when they stand together, they are often mistaken for twin sisters.

The second princess has magnificent long silver hair and a proud personality; her pupils, like those of her mother and eldest sister, are jewel-like.

As for the third princess, her blonde hair was even thicker and more dazzling, and her pupils were a deep emerald green, unlike those of her mother and sisters. In addition, her facial features and temperament were also very similar to the girl in the picture.

The First Princess frowned slightly, looked at the elven girl in the picture, then at her third sister beside her, and leaned toward her mother with some doubt, asking in a low voice.

“Your Majesty, don’t you think this elf looks somewhat similar to Hiltia?”