The same scene appeared before Liens again.
However, Liens no longer observed the surroundings, but focused on sensing the elements within his body.
Like ribbons, shimmering Wind Elements constantly moved within his body, just as he perceived them in reality.
Liens estimated that these elements were an accumulation over half a month.
Perhaps it was when he gained insight into wind, or when he comprehended "Killing Intent."
Maybe it was from the moment his swordsmanship integrated with nature that Wind Elements began to accumulate within his body.
Liens tried to control the moving Wind Elements within his body, just like when he was promoted to a Knight.
It went very smoothly...
The Wind Elements within his body moved back and forth according to Liens' thoughts.
He felt that they were much easier to control than the Wind Elements in the previous instance when he was promoted to a Knight.
He didn't know if it was a matter of quantity, or if their life-like characteristics caused this result.
Liens' thoughts raced, but the Wind Elements still steadily obeyed his commands.
After familiarizing himself with how to control the Wind Elements within his body, Liens began to direct the Wind Elements to move towards his brain.
Then he had them wrap around the elemental light cluster symbolizing the "contract."
"Hmm, it's fine. So, next step."
Liens pondered seriously.
Immediately after, he began to move the Wind Elements, which were wrapped around the "contract," out of his body.
Just like a tree being uprooted, the Wind Element "excavator" dug out the "contract" rooted in his brain.
At that moment, Liens inexplicably felt a sense of relief, as if a huge stone that had been weighing on his heart had finally been removed.
And as the "contract's" special elemental structure left its original position, it seemed to lose some kind of support.
It began to disintegrate...
Before the Wind Elements could even move this special elemental structure out of his body,
that originally very exquisite and unique elemental structure slowly decomposed into numerous elemental light spots.
Liens shouted in his heart.
At this moment, an endless surge of ecstasy welled up in his heart.
Even the Wind Elements within his body seemed to sense his joy, darting about wildly within him, as if celebrating his freedom in this way.
Ever since he transmigrated to this world, he had always been a Slave.
Although in between, he had been a trainee, a dark guard, and now he was even a soldier.
But the "contract" within his body kept reminding Liens.
His identity had never changed; he had always been a Slave, a Slave whose Life and death were arbitrarily controlled by the Glenbagen Family.
However, now it was different.
Through his own efforts, he had finally regained his freedom.
The uncontrollable joy in his heart made Liens burst into laughter.
Gars, who was contemplating Life, saw Liens suddenly burst into laughter and looked at him with some confusion.
However, before he could even open his mouth to ask Liens what was happening, he saw Liens rush out of the dormitory, still holding the longsword he had been clutching.
To be honest, Gars found it quite strange why Liens always held his longsword.
When asked, Liens' answer was—he yearned for powerful swordsmanship, so he always held his sword to experience it.
It sounded good, but during every training session, he would always slack off, training for three days and resting for two, due to various reasons.
In Gars' opinion, Liens' swordsmanship had not improved at all...
On the contrary, he felt that Liens' ability to slack off was constantly improving.
"Did he sleep so much with the sword that he became silly?"
Gars thought, deep in contemplation.
Liens ignored Gars' strange gaze; he was now eager to test something—had the "contract" really been lifted?
And there happened to be a target in the Outer City that he could use for this test.
So, after rushing out of the dormitory, Liens ran non-stop towards that place.
In fact, if he hadn't been worried about excessive physical exertion, leaving him no strength to wield his sword once he got there, he would have sprinted all the way.
But even so, his normal running speed still startled the people along the way.
Everyone Liens passed felt a whistling wind pass by them.
Then they looked closely and realized that the "wind" was actually a human figure.
"That person suddenly rushed out of the castle... Hmm, I sensed a faint elemental reaction on him?"
"Alright, I understand. Be careful later, don't get discovered."
Lucrezia, who was sitting in her room handling official duties, stopped her pen, listened to an inaudible voice, and muttered to herself.
After speaking, she immersed herself in her official duties again.
This included summaries of soldiers' training efficiency, as well as love letters from nobles in the city, and so on...
Liens arrived at this familiar place again—the Slave Exchange.
At this moment, he was already standing in front of the main entrance of the Barton Slave Exchange, where he had once been imprisoned.
The guards at the entrance saw Liens' figure and wondered why a soldier would come here.
Did he want to extort money from the Slave Exchange?
This was probably seeking death... Find this сhаptеr's sоurсе оn МV-LЕМ-РYR.
One must know that every Slave Exchange had a lot of powerful backing, and it was not something an ordinary soldier could afford to provoke.
With a hint of doubt, a guard stepped forward and asked Liens, "Guest, what are you doing here?"
"What am I doing here? Does the Slave Exchange have any other business?"
Liens smiled and retorted.
Once he arrived here, he was no longer in a hurry.
He wanted the excitement in his heart to intensify, so that when the goal was achieved, the joy in his heart would be even greater.
"The business of the Slave Exchange, naturally, only concerns Slaves."
"Are you here to buy, or... sell?"
When he said "sell," he paused.
After all, it would be quite surprising if a soldier wanted to sell himself.
"Naturally, I'm here to buy. I've heard of Sir Barton's great reputation."
"So I specifically chose this exchange."
"I hope I won't be disappointed later... Oh, by the way, Sir Barton should be here, right?"
Liens strolled through the main entrance, asking the guard as if casually, "Sir Barton should be here, right?"
"Sir Barton is in the main hall. You'll see him once you go inside."
After speaking, he returned to his post.
He was not a greeter; after confirming that Liens was not there to cause trouble, he naturally left.