My Magic Age

On such a sunny afternoon, the dazzling sunlight made people drowsy. The slaves on the high platform stood on the platform for most of the day, leaning on each other with tired bodies. Some slaves stretched out their arms to block the dazzling sunlight.

The slave owner stood on the platform and tried hard to introduce the slaves on the platform to the nobles below. They were so young, so healthy, so docile, and so easy to feed.

Lady Alia had a smile on her face, and her clear eyes fell on the face of the slave owner, pretending to listen carefully.

I stood beside Alia. Maybe because I was too young, or maybe because of my identity as a magician noble, no one paid attention to me. In the eyes of the people in the imperial capital, young magicians like me should still hide in the magic academy to learn skills.

In the slave market, since male slaves can be incorporated into the army during wartime, the original standard price of a male slave is about 15 gold, but now you need to pay at least 10 magic crystals to buy a male slave. Even with such a high price, there are not many male slaves in the slave market.

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Also because of the plane war, the production and life of the people in various planes were greatly affected, which in turn affected the labor output problem in the slave market. Since female slaves can only engage in production labor, few lords will recruit female slaves into the army, which made female slaves unsalable in the slave market for a time.

Originally, the standard price of a female slave was about ten gold coins. Now the price of a female slave in the slave market has dropped to eight gold coins, and there are still few people interested in it. There was even a time when a slave owner hinted that if female slaves were sold in bulk, one magic crystal could be exchanged for one orc female slave.

Ella sat on the shoulder of the tauren Luka, looking up at a group of orc female slaves on the high platform. Their skin was only slightly dull, or their ears were somewhat similar to those of orcs, or they showed two canine teeth in their mouths, or their pupils changed color, or they still had a furry tail on their buttocks. There was always a hint of orc characteristics. Most of their physical signs were closer to humans. These half-orcs were not qualified to enjoy the protection of the orc guardians, so they became slaves.

"What's your name?" Little Ella asked a young female orc on the platform in fluent orc language.

The female orc was a little thin, with a sapphire pupil in one eye and a pomegranate red eye. Her long silver hair looked a little dry due to long-term malnutrition. She was only wrapped in a piece of linen. When she saw Little Ella approaching, she was frightened and quickly retreated back to the group of female slaves.

Seeing the confused young slave girl, Little Ella's eyes showed disappointment, but she was still unwilling to give up and asked the half-orc female slaves on the stage in orc language: "Where are you all from?"

Still with a blank look, no one answered.

Under the stage, the slave owner who had been boasting to Lady Alia about how excellent his slaves were changed his face when he saw that Little Ella was almost on the platform. However, due to the piercing eyes of the tall Tauren warrior, he had to suppress his anger, squeezed out a smile on his wrinkled face, and said to Little Ella on Luka's shoulder: "Orc girl, every slave here has an identity certificate, and there is no one you are looking for here!"

"Hmph, Jijia, they can't even speak the most basic Orc language, let's go!" Little Ella sat safely on Luka's shoulder, and the crisp words made the slave owner's face change greatly.

But there was no substantial way to keep us, and we could only watch us walk to the next stage. When we got there, Luka and Little Ella basically did the same thing. They talked directly to the half-orc slave girls in Orc language. When they heard several half-orc slave girls respond in the awkward and rural Orc language, Little Ella couldn't help but clench her fists and pose a victory gesture to me.

"Jijia, they are mountain people from the border of Durva Province!" Little Ella shouted to me.

The so-called border of Durva Province refers to the border where the mountains on the southern foot of the Pai Plateau border the western wasteland of the empire. In this desolate mountain and river, there live some mountain people who are not protected by the imperial law. They would rather make friends with the orcs on the Pai Plateau than contact the imperial people. These mountain people have the custom of intermarrying with tribal orcs, and that mountain is also a paradise for slave catchers.

The mixed-blood half-orcs born after the intermarriage between humans and tribal orcs are neither legal citizens of the Green Empire nor accepted by the tribal orcs because of their impure blood. They are a group of suffering people living in the cracks. These half-orcs have become slaves, wanderers, grooms, knights' squires, etc. in the Green Empire. These are the people at the bottom of society.

I made a "know" gesture, then pointed at the female Orc slaves on the platform and asked the confused slave owner, "How much do these female Orc slaves sell for?"

"Eight gold coins for one female slave!" The slave owner raised eight fingers to us, and gestured with his fingers.

This was almost the highest price that Lady Alia and I had encountered in the morning. Alia pointed at the female slaves on the platform, shook her head slightly at the slave owner, and said, "We want to buy a large number of female slaves. Your price is the most expensive price in the entire slave market. It is difficult for us to accept!"

Her gaze casually passed over another high platform. The high platform over there was almost full of such half-orc female slaves. The meaning in her eyes was very clear: If our requirements cannot be met, we will find the next slave owner. , there are so many slave owners selling orc female slaves here, and we have many choices.

The slave owner hurriedly stepped forward to stop Mrs. Alia. He originally wanted to pull the sleeves of Mrs. Alia's dress, but was intimidated by Mrs. Alia's strong aura. He retracted his hand in a dignified manner, with a smile on his forehead. With a layer of oily sweat, he smiled reluctantly at Madam Aaliya and said with a heartbroken face: "This distinguished lady, please stay. I wonder how many female slaves you want to buy?"

"As long as the girl chooses it, I want it!" Lady Aaliya raised her lips and said to the slave owner with a faint smile.

The slave owner took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his face under the high platform, thought for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "One half-orc female slave exchanges for one magic crystal, fifty half-orcs Female slaves for sale.”

Mrs. Aaliya's eyes quietly glanced at me. When she saw me nodding slightly, she raised her proud white chin, snorted softly in a nasal voice, and then said: "Okay, deal!"

Next, there is the process of little Ella selecting the orc female slaves on the high platform. The aesthetics of the tribal orcs and the Green Empire people are completely different. They do not regard thinness as beauty. Little Ella prefers to select some with rough body lines and tall skeletons. physically fit Half-orc female slave, she sat on Luka's shoulder, carefully screening the half-orc female slaves on the high platform. Every time I selected a half-orc female slave and asked her to step off the high platform, I would take out one from my money pocket. Come and deliver the magic crystal to the slave owner.

In the blink of an eye, little Ella selected nearly a hundred orc female slaves on this high platform.

I took a quill and dipped it in a special magic ink to write Arabic numerals on the wrists of these half-orc female slaves one by one. This magic ink will not fade in a short time, and it is a special mark made by me. , it is not so easy to imitate, so no one will switch these half-orc female slaves.

I asked the slave owner to send this group of marked female slaves to the shed dedicated to storing slaves in the slave market, and then turned directly to another part of the market.

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On this high platform stood a dozen dwarf female slaves and several old dwarves who were lying on the high platform and appeared to be dying. Judging from their short breathing under the scorching sun, it seemed that they might go to see the God of Craftsmen at any time.

In the morning, we came here to inquire about the selling price of these dwarf female slaves. At that time, the slave owner offered a price of 11 gold coins for a dwarf female slave. The reason was that these female dwarves were strong and strong and could protect the farm even with weapons. , as for those dying old dwarves, this slave The master did not relent. Each old dwarf slave was sold for fifteen gold coins. The reason given by the slave owner was that these old dwarves had been blacksmiths all their lives and were all slaves with life skills. If It's not that they can't hold the hammer, they will never be sent to the slave market.

When the slave owner saw Aaliya and I again, he stared at Aaliya's chest greedily for a few times, then waved his hands to us and said firmly: "No matter what you say, these dwarf slaves will not The price will be lowered again.”

I took a step forward, holding a money bag in my hand, and smiled at him and said, "Of course, who said we came here to lower the price? I want all these dwarf slaves."

While the slave owner was stunned, I handed the money bag to Betty, Mrs. Alia's personal maid, and asked her to help me settle the settlement with the slave owner. Then I took little Ella and started to rub the wrists of these dwarf slaves. After marking the delivery, I asked the slave owner to send these slaves to the shed where the slaves were stored.

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Afterwards, I successively bought back nearly five hundred female half-orc slaves. At this time in the slave market, the slave owners discovered that Mrs. Alia and I were actually the potential big buyers. They spent an entire afternoon During that time, nearly 700 slaves were purchased in the slave market.

By the time they reacted and came around to sell their slaves to us, I had already completed the acquisition plan.

Then, at the edge of the slave market, I found a carriage company that specialized in transporting slaves. I rented twenty of their large magic caravans for two gold coins and gave them the address of the textile workshop. Please transport these seven hundred slaves. Go over there.

Sitting on the magic caravan, I poked my head out of the window and saw a row of large magic caravans following behind our magic caravan. Such a convoy on the street looked particularly spectacular.

Little Ella was sitting in the magic caravan and asked me curiously: "Jijia, where will you arrange these slaves? Are you going to our village?"

Seeing me nodded.

Little Ella's eyes lit up, she clenched her fists excitedly, and cheered: "The young people in the village will be so happy that they won't be able to close their mouths. This time, there will probably be no shortage of women in the village!"

I don't understand what this little orc girl is thinking. There is no shortage of women in the village and it has nothing to do with her. Why is she so happy here? I rubbed the top of little Ella's head randomly twice, and she immediately protested loudly.

"Maybe some slaves will go with you to the Hierro plane to build the town of Trum." I turned to Katarina beside me and said.

This afternoon, Catalina had not spoken much. At this time, she smiled at me gently and asked me: "Aren't you afraid that the Nibru spiders will launch a major counterattack? It's easy for me to take them there to live, but it's not so easy to come back alive."

Catalina never refuses the decisions I make.

I said to her: "I heard from Qi Ge that the Grand Duke of Samoyed will probably go to the imperial capital to report to Emperor Charles the Great recently. Maybe we should find an opportunity to visit him. Maybe Felix will come with him. I think if we ask him about the situation in Tanton City, there will probably be no problem!"

Catalina immediately looked a little excited and said: "Ah! Will Felix come to the imperial capital too?"

I laughed, spread my hands and said frankly: "I'm just guessing. Who can say for sure!"

"Huh..." Catalina turned her head to the window in anger and refused to pay attention to me.

When the old quartermaster Felix was in Tanton City, he had always taken good care of Katarina. Katarina also had a very deep affection for Felix. Their relationship was a bit like that of father and daughter.

Katarina was quite excited when she heard the news about Felix. Then she found that the things I said suddenly became uncertain, and she was inevitably frustrated.

Even if she lost her temper, Katarina was still so gentle.

Little Ella on the side couldn't help her curiosity again. She asked me: "Jijia, why do you want me and Luka to test those slaves in the Orc language? Aren't the half-orc slaves who don't know the Orc language not worth saving?"

I smiled and pinched her little nose, and asked back: "Who said I was saving the orc slaves? I bought them back and asked them to work."

Little Ella said as a matter of course: "Of course they have to work. They work in the village. No one will treat them as slaves."

I was about to speak, but was interrupted by little Ella and said: "I know, I know, you You are the messenger who can save us orcs who got lost outside the Pai Plateau as the wise man said. You are here to save us, but this time you must want to reward the warriors in the village. You don't need to explain to me. I know it even if you don't say it. "

I reached out and gave her a slap on the head speechlessly, and then said to Lady Alia who was sitting opposite: "Don't listen to what little Ella said. It seems that it will take some time for the caravan to reach the seventh block. Tell us about the mother nest and the slave camp. Why do you suggest that we choose these half-orc slave girls bought by slave traders from the slave-catching group?"