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Chapter 360: Chapter 220 Hope City (1)

Hermann Fegelein was a Grey Elf, to be precise, a male Grey Elf, which was a very crucial piece of information.

After all, in the matriarchal society of the Elf Race, males generally had a low status, professionals could gain some social status, but ordinary male Grey Elves could only be treated as slaves.

Originally, Hermann Fegelein had a long string of names in the middle, but because he was a male, his name was shortened to two, signifying his lowly status.

"You can do this... you must do this, Hermann Fegelein!" Hermann took a deep breath and psyched himself up, for what he was about to do next was a matter of life and death.

Looking around with caution, Hermann then hurried towards the grand city ahead, he was running to enter it, to gain freedom, to gain dignity.

For this, he didn’t hesitate to give all the money he had saved up over thirty years to the smugglers, so that they could get him out of the main city of the Grey Elves.

However, those fellows were only responsible for getting him out, ten miles from the main city, and then he had to walk on his own, which he eagerly accepted.

After walking for two whole weeks and eating a lot of turf, he finally saw the city before him, a place called Hope City by many intelligent creatures.

"Brother, are you also heading to that city?" Suddenly, a strange voice came from behind him, startling Hermann into subconsciously reaching for the dagger in his hand and looking back at the person with caution.

A Gnoll, a robust Gnoll.

"Don’t be nervous, if I wanted to make a move, you would be dead already," the Gnoll said with a smile, waving his empty hands to show he meant no harm.

"I am going to that city, why are you following me?" Hermann didn’t let his guard down, this Gnoll could easily tear his body apart.

"I’m also heading there. I ended up as a slave after a battle in my tribe, and I heard that only Hope City is welcoming to all intelligent creatures and won’t treat you as a slave," the Gnoll licked his lips and exposed his chest, revealing a slave mark on it.

"Huh, then I guess we have the same goal. By the way, what’s your name?" Seeing the slave mark, Hermann felt quite relaxed, but still clutched the dagger in his hand.

"I’m called Hogg, Gnoll Hogg," Hogg said with a grin, showing his sharp teeth.

Hermann smiled. Having a strong companion on the road was a good choice.

"Hermann, it’s strange that there are no Slave Traders ambushing near this city." Hermann soon regretted it; this Gnoll was simply a chatterbox, and he could keep talking with you non-stop, changing topics every minute.

"Hermann, why are you so quiet? Could it be that those grey women cut out your tongue?" Hogg went on talking incessantly.

"I just don’t like to talk much. I feel like my... that vile woman is following right behind me," Hermann turned to look back. There was nothing but emptiness behind him, yet he always felt his Rogue-class master was right there behind him, mocking him.

And then, when he was ready to walk into that city symbolizing rebirth, she would cut his throat from behind.

"No, I swear to the Orc gods, I haven’t smelled any other scents," Hogg said, waving his hand nonchalantly.

It seemed like Hogg’s words were proving to be true, as no one came after Hermann and him until they walked into the city.

"Newcomers? Come on, register your name and then state your occupation," a Balor Flame Demon was standing at the gate, strangely, such beings were usually powerful.

Hermann was a bit baffled, but still went over, picked up a pen, hesitated for a while, with an embarrassed look on his face.

"What’s the matter? Can’t write?" Balor Flame Demon noticed Hermann’s embarrassment.

"Um... sorry..." Hermann said, his head hanging in shame.

"No worries, just tell me your name and occupation." Balor Flame Demon picked up a pen, seemingly ready to write for him.

"Hermann Fegelein, occupation... slave..." Hermann mumbled, still with his head down, too embarrassed to state his occupation.

"Gnoll Hog, occupation is slave." Hog, following behind him, reported his name without any hesitation or delay.

"Roben, take these two to Magic Moon Dormitory, then arrange their work, and explain the rules of Hope City." Balor Flame Demon waved his hand, then a Little Wretch Demon came over.

"Hey, buddy, follow me." The Little Wretch Demon led Hermann and the others inside, passing by a variety of vibrant, intelligent creatures.

"For those like you who can’t read, you need to rest in the dormitory, which is the communal sleeping quarters, for a bit before you can start working." The Little Wretch Demon explained in detail, indicating that this wasn’t his first time doing so.

"Bro, what kind of work will we be doing?" Hog asked curiously. freёwebnovel.com

"Don’t worry, it’s just farming, taking care of the livestock, building houses, stuff like that. Given your build, you’ll probably be working in construction." The Little Wretch Demon glanced at Hog, then turned to look at Hermann.

"As for you, you’ll likely be taking care of the livestock. Work hours are from nine-thirty in the morning until four in the afternoon, and then you have to attend school for two hours." The Little Wretch Demon’s words were straightforward, but Hermann felt a bit confused.

The work was easy enough to understand, but what was this school for? And what about food?

But Hermann didn’t dare ask; he was afraid of angering the Little Wretch Demon.

"What about food? I’m out of money." Hog patted his empty belt around his stomach.

"Relax, today’s meals are on the house. Starting tomorrow, you’ll work for your food. The more you work, the more you get, and it’ll be plenty." The Little Wretch Demon went on to explain a few more things.

"Also, there are no slaves in the city, but no laziness is allowed. The work you do determines your pay; no overtime is permitted. Here’s your dormitory." The Little Wretch Demon stopped in front of a three-story building with a signboard at the entrance, featuring a Magic Moon Flower.

Then the Little Wretch Demon gave Hermann and Hog each a key, and left.

Hog casually used the key to open the door, only to see several Minotaurs and a few male Grey Elf species.

"Move it! Today I’m definitely going to kill these Minotaurs; I am the purehearted warrior!" One Grey Elf was wildly waving a sword in a rage.

There were also a few goat-headed demons sitting on the beds, playing cards.

"Three of a kind plus one, you want in?"

"I saw you cheating."

Hermann blinked, feeling that something about this scene was off...