Chapter 576 (2/2)

I look at the dull moto and they, or maybe Horace is right.

”You can continue to take them and help them become human beings. You have the ability, ice.” Hurley raised his hand on my shoulder, and Muru believed, ”if it wasn't for you, how could we sit with the scrotum and drink like this?” Horace took a look at the genitals who were drinking and drinking happily.

I thought about it for a moment. Looking at the sluggish motorcycles, they were still expressionless, holding glasses, eating, drinking and talking. Even the flame couldn't warm them, so that they could chat happily like the people here.

”Go, go.” The scrotum also patted me, ”you also need a team, take it first and then ~ ~” he said with a smile.

With a decision in my heart, I stood up and strode to the motos.

When they saw me walking towards them, they all put down their glasses. They stood up in a panic and began to move closer to each other. At the moment, they were standing in front of me, and in front of them were moto.

That's good. At least they've got a reaction. They don't look like puppets.

Looking at the uneasy and nervous look on their faces, I feel sad for them.

Their abilities should not be weak as the Scrooge says, but they are like brute domesticated beasts, instinctively afraid of the trainer with a whip.

They could be proud and wild beasts, but they cowered behind the trees like their nails had been cut off.

With her bloody and killing rule, Marguerite destroyed the fighting spirit of these young people. No matter how powerful she was, she was just a slave who obeyed her orders.

I looked at them and raised my glass, but the gesture of raising my glass made them huddle together in horror, as if I was going to kill them.Their instinctive fear made my heart heavier.

I slowly drew back my hand as if facing a group of frightened fawns.

”My name is ice dragon. Now, I should be your king...” As I spoke, they looked at me with wide eyes as if they were in a state of shock. Slowly, they lowered their heads, and the fear on their faces slowly disappeared. They became like slaves, and their faces fell down without expression. Their hands slowly knelt down in front of me.

They all of a sudden they knelt down and I was stunned.

Moto, ELITA, and Juye watched them kneel and become dejected. The most rebellious moto lowered his face and looked at the shining bonfire in a daze.

”You said Let us be free... ” He said in a low voice, but not a cry, which shows that in his bones, that proud bone has been completely eliminated, showing that the slave's life.

I nodded slightly: ”yes, I said, even if you want freedom now, I will still give you, do you want it?” I asked in a low voice, asking many of these teenagers who were taller than me.

They did not raise their faces, no one asked back, just nestled together, small hiding behind the big, the big slightly blocking the small.

There were so many of them, but none of them stood up and said I wanted to.

”Do you want it, moto?” I asked moto, because he was a few of them who fought, and the only one who dared to say a word or two to me.

Moto became confused and looked at the fire.

”Can you live here? Can you protect yourself? Do you know what you want? ” I asked one question after another, but I didn't get any response, only the similar, dull faces. I was talking to a pile of puppets.