Du Chen couldn't quite understand the thinking of this lunatic.

"He looks like someone who gets seasick? What's that supposed to mean! Nine out of ten people who get seasick look pale and vomit, so it's safe to say that although Aliza gets seasick badly, his appearance is similar to most people who get seasick."

Could it be that all people who get seasick are friends of this lunatic?

Thinking this, Du Chen made a judgment in his mind - this person has strong power, but his thinking is somewhat confused, calling him a lunatic is not an exaggeration.

But he still couldn't offend him. Du Chen smiled and spoke with a pleasing tone, as if coaxing a child, "Can you tell me what kind of toy I need to get in order to exchange for my servant?"

"Hmm, no rush for that. First, tell me where you got this guy from," the lunatic grinned at Du Chen.

Aliza was just a foolish child bought by Old Foye from the slave market. It was said that when he was bought, he was only five years old and had a slow mind. However, because he had great strength, he was used as a laborer by slave traders in the market. Old Foye felt sorry for him and bought him at a very cheap price, bringing him home to accompany Francis.

Du Chen truthfully explained Aliza's origins. There was nothing to hide about it, and many people in the city of Saint John knew this story.

Unexpectedly, after the lunatic finished listening, he burst into wild laughter. He laughed so hard that he bent over, and eventually fell to the ground, clutching his stomach. It left Du Chen completely puzzled. "Haha, damn it, that's too funny! This is the best joke I've heard this year!"

At this moment, he really looked like a lunatic.

After laughing for a long time, the lunatic finally stopped and sat next to the wooden stake that bound Aliza. He drank and said, "If my friend knew that you treated this guy as a slave and even made him go on a boat, he would definitely break your neck!"

As he spoke, his tone was fierce, and a sharp gleam flashed in his messy hair, making Du Chen's heart skip a beat. He instinctively touched his own neck.

"Respected Fighter God..."

"Shut up, I'm not some damn Fighter God, my name is Roland!"

"Oh, esteemed Mr. Roland, I think you may have misunderstood!" Du Chen still didn't quite believe that Roland was completely insane - intelligence was crucial for a master, and true lunatics couldn't cultivate advanced Dou qi. So he patiently explained, "You see, my servant gets seasick, and your friend also has a problem with seasickness, but that doesn't mean my servant and your friend are related, right?"

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"You make a good point!" Roland took a sip of his drink and smirked, "But you don't understand, they have a characteristic when they get seasick. Look at his wrist!"

Following Roland's gesture, Du Chen glanced at Aliza's wrist. The foolish child was naturally strong, with bulging veins on his wrist. But now, there were some small golden lines on his muscular arm, hidden beneath his dark skin. It was difficult to notice unless one looked carefully.

Could this be Aliza's racial characteristic?

But what race was Aliza exactly? According to the slave traders who sold him, the child was captured from an orc camp and had some orc blood, but no one knew which specific orc tribe he belonged to.

"Mr. Roland, can you tell me what race Aliza is?"

Roland glanced at Du Chen with a sidelong glance, "Why should I tell you? Kid, I won't entertain your nonsense anymore. Now that I suspect your servant has a connection to my friend, I must investigate. From now on, he belongs to me!"

He was truly unreasonable! Du Chen said, "Who is your friend? If he is truly Aliza's relative, I think..."

"What do you think?" Roland interrupted Du Chen again, "Why should I tell you who my friend is?"

Roland was still being unreasonable, but Du Chen remained calm. From their conversation just now, it was clear that Roland had a clear mind and a sharp brain. Although he appeared crazy, he definitely wasn't a true lunatic.

If what Roland said was true, then he must have discovered that Aliza was a descendant of his friend and couldn't bear to see him as a slave, wanting to take care of him.

This was a good thing. Aliza had formed a relationship with a "Crystal-level" fightier god, and there would undoubtedly be benefits for himself as well!

Why stop it?

Du Chen smiled, "Mr. Roland, I understand what you mean now. Of course, he can stay with you, but shouldn't you ask for his opinion first?"

"Hmm, that's a good point!" Roland was quite satisfied in his heart. The fact that this young man sought the opinion of a slave meant that he treated the child well!

He rubbed and shook Aliza for a while before the unconscious Aliza woke up.

"Young master? Why am I tied up?" Aliza pushed and broke the rope on his body, then he stumbled over to Du Chen, rubbing his confused head and asking, "Who is this guy?"

Roland interrupted, "Kid, do you remember your relatives?"

"You idiot! Hehe, my relatives are right here!" He patted Du Chen's shoulder.

Roland rolled his eyes and angrily asked, "I'm asking if you remember any relatives from the same race as you?"

"Race? What race am I?" Aliza shook his head in confusion. Seeing his foolish and clueless appearance, Roland suddenly jumped up and fiercely hit him on the head, angrily saying, "You stupid kid, remember this, including you, there are only two people left in your tribe! You can forget everything, but you can't forget which race you belong to!"

Du Chen nodded inwardly. So, besides Aliza, there was only one person left in their race. No wonder Roland was so sure that Aliza had a connection to his friend.

"Aliza, this gentleman wants you to stay with him for a while. Are you willing?" Du Chen smiled.

"No, I'll stay with the young master!" Aliza firmly refused.

Upon hearing this, Roland jumped up again and harshly hit Aliza's bald head, "You stupid kid, so many people have wanted to stay with me, but I kicked them all into the sea. And you're not willing? If it weren't for owing your father a favor, I wouldn't bother with you and let you be a slave for the rest of your life!"

"Aliza won't leave the young master!" Aliza tightly held onto Du Chen's arm.

"Easy, easy!" Du Chen looked at Aliza, then at Roland, and thought to himself, this foolish child, why aren't you taking advantage of the benefits?

"Aliza, haven't you always wanted to learn Dou qi? This gentleman can teach you!" Du Chen persuaded.

"I'm a slave, I can't learn Dou qi!" Aliza still refused.