Hero’s Creed

In the slave market, the most valuable are beautiful female slaves, especially elves, death banshees, abyss succubus, etc. These are the famous races of beautiful women. Once they appear on the market, they will definitely be crazy. grab. M

Of course, even in the Xueman Empire, it is impossible to see these cherished female slaves, not to mention the third-rate country Deranke. Only in the nine empire auctions can they be seen.

In addition to the beautiful slaves, there are tough warriors underneath. They are generally sent to the arena, followed by a sturdy labor force. If they have some special pedigree, they can also sell for high prices. The most mediocre are prisoners of war and refugees who cannot survive.

It’s not that no one has sold hilly natives, but people caught jungle hunters and so on. They are still valuable in rarity, but what about these ogres and bear land actuaries?

Across the border, these bad-famous guys had countless victories. They were caught and only got off the court and hanged on the spot.

When being a slave trader? The ugly appearance, irritable temper, and the underlying IQ make them as dangerous as a time bomb, and no noble will leave them around.

Downton found that he seemed to have made a mistake. In the eyes of the Wangdu people, these indigenous people are even cheaper than the civilians on the border, and there is no value for appreciation at all. Even if they are sent to the Colosseum to fight, they don’t give away tickets. Will go and see.

"Go away, who is the owner of the caravan? Come out and speak."

The ten-man leader didn't kick Abagong, he was already very respectful.

"I'm the master's steward, and I can take full responsibility." A Bagon squeezed in front of ten people with a disregarded anger.

"Haha. Did you hear that, a dirty goblin actually said he was a housekeeper?"

"Gnomes Butler? This is definitely the best joke I have heard this year!"

"It's owner's brain must have broken."

The citizens laughed courageously, and more and more people heard the noise and turned around, pointing at Abagong, and then full of interest in its owner.

"No insult to the master." Downton was humiliated for his own reasons. Abagong was very self-blaming and couldn't help but roar.

"Go away, I have no time to talk to you."

Ten people urged.

"Wait here." After appeasing the walnuts, Downton jumped off the carriage.

The citizens thought Downton was a servant, his eyes crossed him and continued to stare at the carriage, but no one came down.

"You are the boss?"

The ten people looked stunned. Downton's clothes were ordinary. They didn't look like a boss.

"Well, I'm going to the city. Are there any formalities?"

Being surrounded by so many people, Downton was a bit uncomfortable, trying to keep his voice calm.

"Don't joke, let your master come out, and a caravan of more than twenty people enters the city to sign. Otherwise, something goes wrong. You can't afford it."

The ten people stretched their hands impatiently to push Downton, and at the same time stepped towards the carriage, "Come on, my patience is limited."

Jackson, who had already come together, grabbed a ten-man arm.

"You have to apologize to my master for your reckless behavior."

Abagong is very angry,

The long face of the ten men sank, and just about to kick the goblin, they heard the ogres roaring in unison, and the huge sound swept around, making all the mockery stop.

The citizens froze. They suddenly remembered that the combat power of adult ogres is very high. Even if they are not psychics, they can kill nearly a hundred human soldiers. If they can catch so many ogres, the power of the boss must not be underestimated.

After the sound disappeared, the soldiers reacted and pointed the spears at them.

"How many times do you plan to let me say this? I am the boss of this caravan." Downton was very depressed. Was he wearing ordinary clothes? He was in such trouble.

"Pay attention to your attitude." Jackson warned and let go.

Downton looked at Boulder Johnson, and he nodded with a smile on his face, flattering. He knew that he would definitely not sell it. If he wanted to die, he had to satisfy the new owner.

Johnson’s prestige is not small, these captives all listen to it, their natural violent character, let them see everything is a fierce face.

"Come and register!" The ten-person captain was calmed and shouted towards Downton.

"I'm going." Abagong volunteered.

"Follow him!" Downton let the six demon servants follow, and then nodded towards Johnson, "It's a good job, and today's dinner is full."

"Thank you master!"

Johnson had a height of five meters. He laughed at humans who were nearly half as tall as the height of Downton's momentum. After seeing this scene, the surrounding discussion was much quieter.

"Master, it's done."

Abagong came back with a pass, indicating that he could start.

"Captain, why not ask them to be filial?"

Looking at the slave caravan that left, several soldiers were puzzled. According to the past habits, this caravan passed by, and the city gate guards would ask for bribes according to scale, which is also their extra money.

"Did you not see the young man's eyes? Young and arrogant, pleased, I have seen similar ones. If I ask for money, I will definitely be beaten up."

"No? We are regular soldiers anyway, he has the courage to start?" The soldiers did not believe it.

"Yes, I will definitely do it. I smelled murderousness on him, which made so many ogres obedient and submissive, and his force value was conceivable."

The ten-person chief looked at his unwilling expression and sneered. "If you don't believe it, you can try it."

The soldiers were eager to try, but in the end their eyes fell on the ogre's big waist-round figure, as if being poured through by a cup of cold water, they didn't have the courage to catch up.

"My Emperor Polo, fortunately, there is a car blocking it, or you have to lose your life."

Downton opened the gap in the curtains and saw the pedestrians passing by the caravan, paying attention to the embarrassment.

Indigenous slaves were so dazzling, the citizens completely regarded them as circus monkeys, and even some children chased behind and shouted stones at them.

"It will be one night to find a hotel first. I will go to St. George's College to find my sister. After the meeting, I will rent a house tomorrow."

Downton is going to live in Wangdu for more than a month, so naturally it is cost-effective to rent a house.

"What about these natives?" Celesque frowned, and it was too inconvenient to carry them. "Or did you sell it earlier?"

"Sell tomorrow!" Downton estimated that the deal was about to fall into his hands, knowing that it would be better to deal with them in Chenwu Town.

"Master, give it to me!" Abagong kept following the car, heard the conversation, and immediately recommended himself.

"Is it okay?" Downton opened the window.

"No problem." Abagong would use these slaves in exchange for a large sum of money to prove his worth.

"Alright, shoot as soon as possible. If necessary, hire some mercenaries to protect you." Downton explained, "There are too many priests in the capital. I won't protect you from demon servants."

All the paladins passing by were staring at the fierce servants and let Downton feel pressured, fearing that some fanatics would come to find themselves dueling.

At a crossroads, Downton, who didn't know how to go, stopped.

"Do you want to stay in a hotel? I know a place, it's cheap." Melissa quipped. "Don't worry. The wide backyard is enough to put down these ogres. You wouldn't let them stay in the guest room?"

"Okay, then trouble you to lead the way."

Downton had no better choice. Melissa knew her well and didn’t have to worry about being deceived. He came to Wangdu for the first time, but he was really pitted by the black shop. It was both distressing and helpless. It took several days of brown bread to carry the past few days.

"You should go to Elaine first, if it's too late. I think it's worthwhile for you to rent a house." Melissa reported the hotel address.

"Well, Xia Luo, please take care of them."

Xia Luo was about to say goodbye. Hearing this, she could only agree.

"This kid, it's very cunning!" Homer chuckled. Downton apparently used this excuse to stumble the foot of the sage wolf.

"I'm going too." Walnut grabbed Downton's hand.

"No." Downton refused, he didn't know the road himself, and then brought a naughty walnut, it was absolutely chaotic.

Ignoring the sulking walnut, Downton jumped off the carriage and asked a pedestrian for directions to the St. George School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"There is a carriage rental, why not do it?" Homer puzzled.

"I'm used to it." Downton is used to frugality. He doesn't care how much money he spends on Walnut and Celesce, but his turn is still an instinctive savings.

"Anyway, you are also a billionaire, okay? Walking around, it's too cheap." Homer teased.

"Let's be extravagant today." Downton stopped a carriage. The driver's service was good. He didn't bully him as a foreigner. He would take more roads to pit him.

Standing in front of the school gate, looking at the statue of the first principal, with a bite, Downton popped a gold coin with his thumb.

"You can't look like a man!" The coachman caught it, looking at Downton's back and couldn't help but be surprised. He didn't expect to encounter a generous guest.

Downton had been to the school before and knew that it was not possible to enter inside casually and had to register. As expected, he had just approached the door and the guard had stood up.

"I am looking for someone, Elaine of the Seminary."

"Who are you Elian?" The doorman asked routinely.

"brother!"

"Sign a word here!" The guard looked at Downton with some curiosity~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He thought they were the suitors of Elaine. As a beautiful woman, there are many people who come to her for admiration.

After signing his name, Downton entered the school and looked at the students in neat college robes with envy on his face.

If the family is not too poor, he is also qualified to enter here to study.

Downton browsing the scenery did not notice that his conversation with the guard was heard by a group of passing students.

"Yi Lian's brother?" A female student stunned, "Am I right?"

"Huh? That's the elder brother that Yilian often hangs on her mouth and worships? How do you think they are all a country boy?"

"Go, keep up, this is a good opportunity!" The mouth of a girl with a melon seed face overflowed with a sinister smile.

"What do you want to do?" The companion knew that she had a conflict with Yilian.