Emperor of Arcane

Adam Smith, humming a little tune, happily signed the half-elf slave acquisition contract.

He once again completed the task assigned by the lord, which made him feel particularly comfortable.

"Perhaps, when we meet next time, we should ask the lord for some spell-casting skills..."

As a level 7 bard, the reason why Adam Smith's strength has improved so quickly is naturally indispensable with the help of sufficient "nutrition" and various secrets.

In particular, Matthew's tailor-made professional level improvement plan, under Adam Smith's step-by-step execution, showed outstanding results.

This naturally made him more loyal to the great lord and more attentive to his orders.

The slave merchant happily counted the gold coins and stared at Adam Smith with great envy. Before he raised his hand to chase away the people, he quickly said:

"That's right, I heard, Lord Adam Smith, that you are looking to purchase a group of serious criminals?"

After hearing the slave merchant's words, Adam Smith immediately understood his thoughts, smiled slightly and nodded:

"Yes, this is indeed the case. The Lord needs to prepare a batch of "damn" experimental subjects for his experiments."

"Since you mentioned this, you must have someone in your hands? You must also know the price. Don't be pretentious, just tell me!"

Adam Smith, who was rich and wealthy, did not care about any competition or relationship between this slave trader and the slave trader who used to sell serious criminals to him.

He only cares that his requirements are met, and he paid enough gold coins to make a profit anyway.

Seeing that Adam Smith had no objection, a bright smile suddenly appeared on the slave merchant's face, and he quickly took out the list and handed it over.

"3,000 people? That's a lot of people..."

Adam Smith smiled and glanced at the slave trader in front of him, who still had a formulaic smile on his face.

He didn't care, he bought these 3,000 people directly, and then said with a smile:

"I hope the people I buy from are real felons. I believe you also know the style of our bay collar."

Rich, bold, and very serious.

Bay collar, which is not short of money, has set off a crazy buying wave in recent months.

At the same time, the various rules and styles of the Gulf Territory have gradually spread.

There are two sayings circulating among many businessmen:

"Don't worry about the Gulf leaders defaulting on their debts, because their gold coins will never be spent."

"Never try to hide certain actions, Gulf Territory retaliation will be painful."

The "revenge" method is simple.

Businessmen who cooperate with the Gulf Territory will consciously exclude violators.

If they are businessmen who usually have a bad reputation, they will occasionally encounter some special accidents.

The slave merchant nodded quickly, indicating that he was from a good background and would not be in any trouble.

At the same time, the slave merchant did not forget to tentatively flatter him:

"I heard that the population of the Gulf Territory is close to 1 million, but there is not even a single criminal. It is really fascinating..."

Adam Smith smiled and waved to him. Looking at his cheerful back, he said with emotion:

"That's because the criminals were dealt with before entering the Gulf Territory!"

"No one is stupid enough to give up the good life in the bay for a little profit."

Half a day later.

Alona, ​​who was adjusting her breathing, looked curiously at Elio, who was silent next to her.

She also just learned that in addition to the half-elf slaves who would be teleported over, a group of Elio's tribe would also enter the Gulf Territory.

The light flashed slightly.

In the center of the teleportation hall, three to four thousand tall figures in ragged clothes looked around curiously.

Their bodies were covered with red or black tattoos, and their powerful aura erupted spontaneously, giving people a rather dangerous feeling.

In order to prevent accidents, Elio suppressed his excitement, walked over lightly, and shouted excitedly:

"Auntie, eldest brother, sister, I'm here."

Several tall figures came closer, looking at the gorgeous armor and weapons on Elio's body, and couldn't help but admire:

"Erya, is this enchanted equipment?"

"Old sister, you are doing well..."

"Sister, you are so majestic. Are those behind you your subordinates?"

Alio confirmed that all her relatives had arrived and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't plan to talk to them any more, so she sent someone to arrange for them to go to the washing area. She agreed to have a good chat with them in the evening, and then signaled that the next round of teleportation could begin.

A large number of prisoners wearing handcuffs and shackles were teleported over.

When they saw more than 10 burly guardian golems walking towards them, they were all so frightened that they trembled on the ground and did not dare to move at all.

Occasionally there are a few "strong bones", and Elio doesn't mind letting them "enjoy" the good mood and discuss it together.

Whoever has the biggest fist keeps his word.

In just a dozen breaths, the criminals who had been shouting and shouting just now were anxiously led away by the soldiers.

They moved relatively slowly. When the new batch of half-elf slaves were teleported over, they could still see their backs lining up to leave.

Therefore, the first impression the Gulf Territory gave these half-elves was not very good.

This is not a bad thing.

The half-elf slave, who had been basically tamed and docile, showed fear and obedience without thinking.

Alona couldn't help but sigh when she saw this scene.

Fortunately, at least these thousands of half-elves tried hard to be obedient, which allowed Elona to worry less.

However, after Alona saw Butler Narf and Angela appear, she still felt a little uneasy in her heart.

After all, even if they are both half-elves, their identities are still different...

Butler Ralph naturally didn't know Alona's little thoughts. After he counted the list, a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Noticing Angela's subsequent gaze, Butler Ralph did not forget to explain to her:

"These half-elves all have special skills, and some have particularly outstanding personal abilities, which can make up for many deficiencies in professional abilities."

Angela has long been accustomed to the changes in her father.

They are both intelligent creatures, except for the fishman and the skeleton man, whose IQs are worrisome. In the eyes of his father, everyone else is regarded as a hero based on their ability.

This is naturally good!

Angela turned around and said to Alona, ​​who was communicating with the half-elf:

"Half-elves need more time to cultivate and adapt. During this time, you and others must enlighten them."

"As for those children, Dean Arnold will send someone to educate them..."

"If you need anything else, just tell me directly."

After finishing speaking, Angela sent the heavy criminals to the Lord's laboratory.

They will usher in a new "life"!

Alona, ​​who was completely relieved, showed a gentle smile to her fellow half-elves who were scared and numb, and whispered softly:

"Don't be afraid, everyone. Those were just criminals from other territories. There are no criminals in our bay."

"This will be our new home!"

"Everyone will also have a wonderful new life!"

Some of the numb half-elf slaves were still a little doubtful.

Really?

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