[Comprehensive Fairy Tale] The Lord God ruined my childhood!

Following the caravan, Arthur entered the fabled pagan kingdom.This place is much more prosperous than Mehraga, everyone wears decent clothes, the rings on their fingers, and the necklaces on their necks all show the powerful economic strength of the entire country, but...

Being sized up by all kinds of veiled eyes, as if they were sizing up a large piece of beef and mutton on the chopping board, the young people in the team couldn't help but shrink back. The people in the caravan closely surround him and don't get separated.

"Are you from outside?" A young girl asked with a smile on her face. She was not like the women outside. Her clothes were particularly generous and even a little revealing, but it perfectly accentuated her graceful figure.The young man who was questioned by her couldn't help but blushed, and was about to respond when Basel sternly stopped.

"Don't do unnecessary things! We must hurry!"

His majestic image all the time successfully made the young man bow his head obediently. The girl yelled twice, but was ignored. She snorted angrily, licked her full red lips with the tip of her tongue, turned and left.

It's a pity, if it's just a stunned young man, she can definitely win it, and when it's trained and sold, it will cost a lot of money. It's a pity that there is an old man who knows the inside story getting in the way.

Basel heaved a sigh of relief. The approval of the pagan kingdom is not easy to deal with. These people are well versed in the art of language. Young people with little experience will get dizzy with a few words, especially the women here, all they do is pour out love words The job of selling people on the side.

Being stared at by such a group of tigers and wolves, even Basel couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. He watched the people in the team more closely, and even devoted an extra amount of attention to Arthur. This child was unexpectedly calm, He kept his eyes on the whole way, and the restless and well-meaning citizens around him didn't seem to see him at all, and they didn't take the initiative to call for him at all.

This is a bit strange, Basel thought in confusion, although this child is well covered, but these slave traders have very vicious eyes, not to mention that Arthur is just wearing a hat, even if he is wrapped in a dumpling, he will be recognized The righteous slave traders are ruthless to identify.

Utilizing some of Amon's hermit powers, Arthur watched the surrounding scene coldly. The whole country was filled with greed and lust. In their eyes, human beings were not the same kind at all, but goods that could be sold.

Terrible, this country, I hope I can leave as soon as possible.

Bad news always comes one after another, first the frightening shortage of slaves in the pagan kingdom, and then, the hot wind called "Simum" blowing over the sky, its own dryness evaporated the oasis, dried the plants, and brought sandstorms at the same time , manically tearing apart everything in the desert.

Basel's face was pale. They had eaten the food they brought with them for three days, and they had to try the water before they dared to drink it. Even so, they couldn't last long with their own food reserves.

"The more this is the case, the more you can't let your guard down!" Basel gathered the caravan members who followed him around, and reiterated the ban again, "Don't talk to people here, don't eat what they give, and water Try it before you drink it!"

Panic and despair were evident on everyone's faces. They recognized each other's companions. Suddenly, a young man cried out.

"Uncle Basel, Ali Mu is gone!"

Ali Mu was the young man who was accosted by the girl at the gate of the city that day. He was handsome, and many businessmen in the team thought of marrying their daughters to him.Basel's heart sank, he didn't want to guess in the worst direction, but everyone waited until dusk in the room arranged for them by the pagan kingdom, and Alimu didn't come back.

He won't be coming back.Basel made a heavy conclusion, looking at his companions in the room who were tortured by hunger, he was cruel and did not let go.

Can't eat the food here, or none of them can leave!

The room next to it belongs to other caravans, and some of them received gifts from pagan kingdoms, ate and drank all day long, and bathed with essential oils. People in Basel became more and more shaken, and people came one after another quietly. Other caravans go there to eat and drink, and many people gather together, and they always feel safer.

Basel can do nothing about this, he has tried his best to dissuade, but the effect is not good.

Arthur was also hungry, and hunger would make people weak. If this continued, even if they didn't eat the added food, they would eventually be caught and imprisoned without resistance.

So one night, Arthur took the map that he had figured out in the past few days, and Shi Shiran left the range of the post station.

Since the food provided to them by the Kingdom is flavored, then there is no way that the national food will be mixed with abnormal things, right?

Arthur's deduction was correct. After watching the people here eat, Arthur walked into the kitchen with confidence and boldness, and took the omelette, stew, and even a small piece of bacon.He didn't eat these things by himself, he kept some of the candies he found, and took most of the rest back.

"Where... did you get these?" Basel was very surprised, and everyone in the room gathered around, everyone's eyes were full of desire for food.

"I went to the nearby houses secretly, and I didn't dare to bring back too much." Arthur said, and specifically emphasized that the reason why he was able to go out smoothly was because the child was relatively small. If these people moved out to look for food Mind, the possibility of being caught is undoubtedly quite high.

But this is not a long-term solution after all. Arthur estimated that there will be movement next door soon.

Those who ate the food provided by the pagan kingdom and experienced essential oil baths had seizures especially quickly. They began to overeat and make all kinds of crazy behaviors that made their companions afraid, and were soon dragged away by the kingdom in the name of epidemic isolation. Go, never come back.

Now only those who have never touched the food here from the beginning still have a clear consciousness. Most of these people are the leaders or high-ranking people of the caravan, and the general leader of the caravan is also among them. The old man over half a century old was crushed.

"I shouldn't have stopped here...Even if I'm buried in Simon, it's better than being humiliated as a slave here..." He held his head and muttered, "It's all my fault..."

Basel and the others hurried forward to comfort them, while the team leader shook his head blindly.The number of them has decreased sharply now, and they have been concentrated in one room. Even if they can only sleep on the ground every night, they will not be separated. After all, it is more reassuring.There are more and more coveting eyes in the dark, and most of what they have left are good things that can be sold for a lot of money.

"That old man, it's very suitable to be sold as a housekeeper..."

"The young ones are all beautiful, let's use our own methods!"

"Huh...?" This suspicious voice came from the girl who successfully seduced Alimu. She has extremely powerful skills in the entire kingdom and has a very powerful voice, so she continued to visit the post after receiving benefits, which made other people feel uncomfortable. Dare to be angry but dare not speak.

"Afaff, what did you see?" Someone asked curiously.Afaf didn't respond to her at all, her pupils trembled slightly, changing back and forth between expansion and contraction, and finally showed an unimaginable strange expression.

"That child...why didn't I remember it before?"

The memory of the slave trader is very good, especially when it comes to people, but this child suddenly broke into Afafu's sight without any residual impression.

When Afafu took a closer look, the other party disappeared from her retina strangely.

After looking at it for a long time without giving up, Afafu went back without finding anything.Anyway, whether she is dazzled or there is a real person, we will see tomorrow.Most of the people in this large caravan have already fallen into their hands, and the rest are high-quality goods. The king will look at them personally, and if there is something he agrees with, it is likely to be included in his own private treasury.

Tomorrow, the impatient king will summon these people and use the means only available to the royal family to subdue these tough bones.To be honest, Afaf was terrified of the king's method.

Early the next morning, the worst news came that the king wanted to summon these businessmen!

It was a bolt from the blue!The king of a nation full of slave traders, summoning them in the spirit of kindness and friendliness?Even kids won't believe it!

However, they couldn't resist at all, and they were almost forcibly taken to the palace. The crowd was dispersed, and each was followed by a beautiful maid. is a fact of private property.

It's no use embarrassing these people, they are just a bunch of poor people.

"I don't need to serve you, please stand down." Arthur ordered coldly, his tone was full of naturalness, and made the maid who wanted to persuade him pause for a while, Arthur had already taken care of himself Went into the bathroom.

The room was filled with the strong smell of coconut essential oil. Arthur just wanted to sneeze. He snapped his fingers, and the velvet-like flame spread to the surroundings, burning up the unpleasant smell in minutes.Arthur jumped up again and opened the ventilation window, finally breathing normally.

The dagger had been searched long ago, and he didn't have a sharp weapon on him now, so he knocked a piece of tile off the bottom of the large bathtub, polished it into a triangular shape, wrapped a cloth strip around one corner, cleaned it a little, and went out.

The maid immediately stepped forward to apply essential oil for him.

"I don't need it." Arthur tentatively refused. The maid was unexpectedly firm this time, and stretched out her hand to him, intending to grab him and apply essential oils forcibly, saying that this was a necessary ritual to meet the king.

A flash of light flashed in Arthur's mind. There was essential oil in the meals at the inn before, and now the maid insisted on letting him apply it. Could it be that this is one of the steps taken by the Pagan Kingdom to control slaves?

Whether it was or not, Arthur refused to get the sticky slimy stuff on him.

While the maid was approaching him, Arthur suddenly burst into flames, without using the half tile, directly mobilized the flames, locked the maid's limbs and throat, hidden in the left eye under the forehead, and the Key of Solomon twirled crazily!