Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

When Tilan first saw the wolf-blooded king's camp from the car window, he saw rows of white flags, with nitrated oxtails hanging on flagpoles, and the grayish-white oxtail flags fluttering in the wind. If there were only one flag, it would be quite bleak, but when such flags were arranged into a continuous wall line, it gave people a deterrent momentum.

There were not many trees on the grassland, but here the camp was surrounded by wooden walls that stretched for several kilometers, which was particularly conspicuous and prominent on the endless grassland.

There were many scattered tents and parked carriages outside the king's camp, and there were various stalls along the road. Some people guarded the stalls to sell some cheap small items, while the larger caravans would go directly into the king's camp to trade.

When passing by here, Tilan did not rush in, but got off the carriage and browsed these stalls on the roadside along the way. The stall owners here were almost all individuals, and the things they sold were mostly simple utensils, and occasionally some fruits or food.

"All the stalls here are for those who don't want to pay to enter the King's Camp. There are also many scammers. If you don't have good eyesight, it's best not to buy things here." Seeing that Tilan was interested, Guy explained to her.

"Is the fee to enter the King's Camp very high?" Tilan remembered that it was the same in Stone Forest Fortress before.

"For an individual, it is a bit high, about three times that of Stone Forest Fortress." Guy thought for a while.

"Wolfbloods are more domineering, but no other forces dare to operate markets along this big river, so each settlement has to come here to trade."

Just as the two were talking, a noise came from the front. I saw several wolfbloods riding on tall wolves waving big knives, directly chopping down the vendors and stalls along the way, and some goods were directly overturned and robbed.

"Freeloaders." The wolfblood in the lead had a red face and a fierce look, and the knife in his hand was still stained with blood.

After the killing, vendors along the way packed up their things and ran away. Travelers on the roadside also looked at them with some fear. Fortunately, these patrolling wolf blood species did not care about the pedestrians who were about to enter the camp. They rode their wolves around for a few rounds and returned to the camp again.

Seeing that there was nothing to see, Tilan also returned to the car and followed everyone to line up to enter the king's camp.

"You, twenty cars, need to pay an additional 800 blood seals." The wolf blood species guarding the gate looked at the number of cars in the caravan and asked Guy to pay part of the goods as the entrance fee.

Guy had to shake his head and asked his companions to carry out another box of tea cakes as the entrance fee.

Seeing that he paid the money obediently, the wolf blood species guarding the gate nodded contentedly and made way.

"Next." They continued to shout.

After the caravan entered the camp, it first passed through a slightly winding wooden wall passage, but after walking out, it was a vast market below. Several lines were drawn on the open space, dividing it into several roughly blocks, and then each caravan set up stalls to trade inside. Judging from the wolf-blooded guards that shuttled in from time to time, there should be someone to maintain order.

Tilan estimated from the carriage that there were probably more than 1,600 people in this market alone. It was very lively inside, and there were also people who bought hot food and drinks.

At this point, the caravan also came to an open space under the guidance of the market manager to camp. The accompanying members began to arrange the arrangements skillfully, letting Guy and Fran take charge of the trading arrangements here, while Tilan and Sura took a few people to visit the market to see if there was anything worth buying.

"It's rare to come to such a big market, I must take a good look now." Sura was in a good mood. She lived with the caravan during this period, but it was a bit boring. After all, she was not good at bargaining, and there was no environment in the caravan to show her usefulness. She had to give up the maintenance and forging she usually did.

Lololia was also looking around curiously at this time. She covered her face with a hood, revealing only a pair of eyes, so that people could not tell that she was a mechanical body.

As they said before, many of the goods here are food, including a large amount of dried fish pickled by nearby settlements, stuffed sausages, air-dried fruit slices, and beef strips as hard as stone.

In addition to food, there are utensils and daily necessities made by various settlements, such as fired pottery, forged iron pots and kettles, hoes and pickaxes, etc. Occasionally, you can see some decorative items, but few people buy them.

However, if you want to say where the most people are and the most lively, it must be the place where slaves are sold.

The order on the grassland is fragile and conflicts are constant. After the victory of the battle between the settlements, it would be a huge waste to kill all the captives, so some valuable people will be kept and then brought to the king's camp for sale.

"Bang Ge Ni Xiu (useful slaves)." A figure with dark red skin stood on the wooden platform, his voice was rude and unclear, but his meaning was very simple, that is, the black-haired woman in the cage next to him.

The woman looked between thirty and forty, with messy hair and dull eyes, and her clothes were also very tattered. She stood up numbly and lowered her head again for fear of the sound of hitting the cage.

Next to the cage, there was a wooden board with "tailor, woman" written on it in crooked handwriting. It seemed that this woman had some sewing skills and was considered a more valuable slave.

After the hawking began, the people around below began to shout the price, which quickly rose from 100 blood seals at the beginning to 200 blood seals, and then slowly approached 300 blood seals.

"The man who sold slaves is a red poisonous species, right?" Tilan looked at the dark red figure and recalled the corpses he saw when he first arrived at the settlement.

"Yes, they are a notorious group of guys." Sura frowned.

"Stone Forest Castle will not allow these guys to enter the city at all, but the wolf-blooded ones don't care. As long as you pay enough, they will let you in."

"Although I don't like them, people in many settlements on the grassland love and hate them."

"Aren't they often covered in pollution sources, and why would anyone like them?" Tilan was a little surprised.

"It's disgusting, but the various slaves they sell are cheap, and many settlements like to buy them to increase their population and strength."

"For example, this woman should have some tailoring skills, which is very rare in many settlements. With her, many furs in the settlement can be turned into clothes and bedding."

"Oh, the slave trade..." Tilan shook her head after watching the auction process on the stage.

It can only be said that in an era of backward productivity and technology, this kind of trade is almost impossible to eradicate. Its only advantage is that it is a little bit more advanced than the cannibalism in primitive society. At least the slaves survived. They wouldn't all be killed on the spot.

But on the other hand, due to the backward productivity in ancient times, if you want to maintain the huge empire, a large number of unpaid slave labor is necessary. The rapid rise and prosperity of Rome at that time was largely achieved through conquests. Lots of slaves.

No longer watching the new round of hawking, Tilan's attention turned to the special and tall figures on the side. These people had dark gray and wrinkled skin. They looked very ugly, but she could also feel that their skin Extraordinarily tough, thick, and burly.

"Those are elephant-bodied. They are very tall, and the thick skin on their bodies has extremely strong defense. Ordinary muskets cannot penetrate them at a distance, and ordinary swords cannot penetrate armor. They are almost like tanks on the grassland." Sula told the girl in a low voice.

"What about the ones on this side?" Tilan pointed to a few figures standing on the other side of the stand. They may not even be called 'people' because their heads are like rhinos, with thick and curved horns and eye sockets. distributed on both sides.

"That's a species of horned beast. It's said that they were once an experimental species of a certain force, but later escaped from the research site, and then slowly formed their own settlement."

"These guys are already quite a force on the grassland now. They are very strong. Although they run slowly, as long as they catch up, with their huge weight and body shape, they can easily crush the bones of ordinary people." Su Pull evaluation.

Seeing that Tilan was interested in these new races that she had never seen before, Sula simply introduced them one by one. "Those with a delta-wing structure on their backs are sliding feather species. They can jump up briefly, fly very high at once, and then gradually glide a long distance. However, the flying ability of these guys is just that, they are not free and flexible. Not as good as the real winged race."

"The ones being sold on the red wooden platform are the charm species. They have handsome figures and clear-cut faces. Coupled with their natural ability to charm and perceive emotions, they are the lovers and companions in many people's minds. These guys He is also not strong in combat, so he is often a vassal of other races." Sura pointed at a handsome young man with dark blond hair in the distance. He was wearing an open-chested shirt and a collar around his neck. There were many women screaming for him below.

"But, when it comes to beauty and attractiveness, the charismatic species is actually not as advantageous as the silkworm moth species." Sura touched his chin.

"It is said that the silkworm moth species were born very late, so the template used when creating them was better, so the probability of giving birth to a beauty would be greater."

"The Charm version is still too old and does not meet the aesthetics of some people."

"There is still such a saying." Tilan wanted to laugh a little, and then asked Sura.

"What about your iron core species?"

"Us? When we were created, practicality must come first. Strong bones, strong muscles, and the ability to master metal changes are the most important. As for appearance, those are just icing on the cake and of little use in a cruel war." It seems that Sura is quite proud of his racial characteristics.

"Look, I'm popular wherever I go now. Everyone needs steel and craftsmen, but no matter how good-looking those charming creatures are, they can only be used as slaves."

"Lololia feels the same way, but the leader sister told us that beautiful appearance will make humans like it more and be more willing to work. The increased efficiency and power in this way far outweigh the sacrifice of performance." Lololia is behind him. Answered quietly.

"Well, interests and hobbies are indeed the primary productive forces, especially for people who have no worries about food and clothing." Tilan blinked.

The three of them walked through the market and were about to continue to see what was there when a burst of gunfire came from not far away, and then someone screamed.

"Heaven, heaven!"

Tilan looked up and saw a few small dots popping up in the sky in the distance. Then these small dots expanded rapidly, and she gradually saw that they were a special race with butterfly wings on their backs.

The blue wings have brightly colored patterns inside, like gorgeous butterflies. They fly very fast. After turning several times in the air, they easily dodge the shots from below. Then several of them suddenly swoop down, holding dark blue thorns. The sword smashes through a covered cage in a marketplace, frees a bound child from it, and then returns to the sky.

Horns sounded in the king's camp, and then gunshots rang out from various places, and fire continued. Several of the flying figures were injured, and the butterfly wings on their backs were punctured, but they still staggered and insisted on flying into the sky and leaving towards the south.

"Catch them!" someone yelled from inside the camp.

Several guards of the Slippery Feather Clan jumped up from the high platform, rushed forward suddenly, and pounced on the backs of the Butterfly Wings. The two sides fought in the air, and one of the Butterfly Wings was directly pierced by a spear, and under his delay, the other Butterfly Wings finally escaped.

After that, even if the Slippery Feather Clan guards wanted to chase, they could not fly that high.

After that, the guards brought the seriously injured and captured Butterfly Wings figure to the camp, and the doctors in the King's Camp were invited over.

"Treat him, don't let him die."

"Damn it, the valuable little guy ran away, and this old guy is going to pay off the debt." The slave trader on the side was furious.

In front of him, four doctors cast spells and began to heal the pierced wound.

"No, he hurt his internal organs, the wound is very large, we can't stop the bleeding, and the internal organs are damaged, and it is basically impossible to cure." The level of the doctors here is limited. Seeing that the man is getting weaker and weaker, his face began to turn pale and blue.

"Fuck..." The slave trader cursed viciously.

Seeing this, Tilan wanted to raise her hand and step forward, but soon put it down. She whispered a few words to Sura beside her, and the other party nodded.

"Is this slave still for sale? How much?" Sura rushed over.

"Do you want to buy it?" Seeing that this guy was about to die, there were still people who wanted to buy it, and the slave trader's expression changed.

"Yes, I have a use. Do you want to sell it? If not, forget it." Sura answered very quickly.

"This..." The slave trader wanted to say a high price, but seeing that the man beside him was breathing more and more weakly, he didn't dare to waste time. If he really died, it would be worthless.

"300 blood seals."

"Okay." Sura took out a piece of gold from his arms. Although this thing is not very useful, it is rare enough and difficult to imitate. It is also a natural equivalent in this land.

"Gold?" After receiving it, the slave trader weighed it in surprise, and then bit it again.

"Really, give it to her." After saying that, he quickly waved his hand and asked the people beside him to send the dying man out.

Seeing them let go, Sura asked several foxtails behind him to lift the man and send him to the caravan station in the market.

Soon, Tilan walked into the tent covered with curtains and performed emergency surgery and treatment on the man.

About 10 minutes later, she washed her hands and walked out.

"How is it, is he rescued?" Sura saw that the girl looked normal and couldn't guess the specific situation.

"He is rescued, and he will probably need to rest for a while." Tilan pressed her finger lightly on her chin.

"Let two people watch him, and call me when he wakes up, and I will communicate with him." As a singer, she has many ways to calm the other party down and be obedient.

I didn't expect to see the butterfly species here. As a dependent race of the Dark Sun Tricalans, it is also one of the 'Four Sky Wings'. Even at the end of the Fifth Era, the butterfly species was a powerful race. Their gene template was taken from the illusion species, and it was further optimized on its basis. Its reconnaissance and illusion capabilities are top-notch, and it uses a large number of phantom fighters in interstellar wars. These fighters that create illusions in layers have brought great interference to many enemies. The earliest source of the 'phantom fog' used by the Federation to immerse in movies is said to have borrowed from the scale powder on the butterfly species that defeated it at the end of the Fifth Era.

I don't know how they became so backward, or maybe this is just a branch of the butterfly species, and the main body of the butterfly species at that time had already moved to other star systems with the Dark Sun Tricalans, and finally was completely annihilated by the Federation's fleet in the star region of the northern galaxy with the Dark Sun Tricalans.