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"That's right, the slave catchers are the only ones breaking the law." The young businessman was eager to get rid of the embarrassing situation of being surrounded by people, and motioned Floria to move aside.

Floria got out of the way knowingly and followed behind him: "Can you tell me in detail? I'm just curious~"

The young businessman looked her up and down, and lowered his voice: "Where are you from, Miss? You want to do business without knowing anything? Trading is not such a romantic thing."

"Hmph, trading is indeed not a romantic thing, but this is only for people who have no confidence and room for failure?" Floria straightened her back confidently.

Guessing that she might be a young lady who ran away from home, she might be caught by her family in a few days, and the young businessman didn't bother to remind her: "Really, then I'll tell you, you can listen to it as a story. "

The two walked to a place close to the center of the square, surrounded by people bargaining, and there were only a few small businesses on the spot.Wholesale business can be negotiated here, while warehouses for bulk transactions can be located anywhere.

The young businessman pinched the piece of fur on his shoulder: "There is a lot of money in the slave trade. As long as you are brave enough, you can hire a few good hands. If you don't want to be big, you can also be responsible for transporting and collecting people between several cities. livelihood."

"Why isn't it illegal? I think the servants and guards are all hired. How can there be slaves?" Floria stared at him without blinking.

"Parents sell children, lords sell prisoners, and captives from defeated countries. These three channels are not illegal trading channels." The words of the young businessman shook Floria's worldview.

At this time, there was a savage and bloody atmosphere in the other world. Under the sword and magic, it was not a sweet candy.

"Really, what is the slave catcher team?" Floria hid her inner anger with a smile, and Barbatos looked at her side face and looked away.

"Tsk, you don't really want to get involved, do you? That's a wicked business." The young businessman shook his fur: "Anyway, it's just a group of criminals, hunting down unlucky civilians or aliens everywhere, except for slave traders who make quick money. Nobody wants to touch them."

"I see, thank you for your introduction~ It is indeed a business I don't want to touch."

The young businessman opened his mouth, looked at the girl in front of him, and walked away.

"Your Highness, are you angry?" Barbatos bent down and was about to lean on Floria's shoulder.

"No, not at all, didn't you see that I was smiling. Me, I suddenly thought of a good idea." The people around were fading, only the girl in front of me was intense.

The devil turned around, turned his back to the water-painted oil painting, and started to walk out: "Why should I obtain benefits completely according to human methods?"

They quickly walked out of the crowd, Floria's voice no longer trembled just now: "It's not bad to choose to hunt once in a while."

"Does Your Highness mean to engage in the slave hunting team business? It is profitable, and there is an inherent industrial chain. It is easy to get contacts, and the principal is not worth mentioning." The devil deliberately added weight to the empty plate .

"No, I want to physically drain those slave catchers, crush their bodies, and use their worthless souls to light the candles in the palace." The devil's smile disappeared, and the arrogance and more eye-catching positive emotions were emerging. combustion.

"That's what I said this morning... Your movements are too fast, aren't you?" Floria swallowed.

The lights were not dim, and the night provided cover for her and Barbatos that was better than nothing. The exact time had already reached the second day, and some people's [night] had just begun.

You don't need to look up to see the wooden signboard of a suspicious store.

"Miss, didn't you say that you are very interested in the slave business? Then come and see it?" Barbatos changed his appearance again, wearing silver-rimmed glasses in conjunction with his uniform, like a housekeeper who is good at fighting.The corseted clothes were tightly attached, and the slightly raised muscle arcs on the arms could be seen.

"That's... that's what I said, okay, let me praise you for your cleverness." Floria also looked like a noble lady with a popular face, with blond hair, blue eyes and regular features.

After all, it is here to burn, so it cannot reveal its original appearance.

"Two, a dinner party is being held here. If you don't get an invitation, please go to another place to eat." The polite waiter opened the door, and in the shadow of the light, one could see a tall thug standing behind him.

Barbatos pushed his glasses, took two steps forward, and stood at a safe distance for them: "I am the steward of the crocodile family, and today I am here to show the young lady to watch fresh sea fish."

After hearing this sentence, the waiter's expression changed: "Now is not the season for marine fish, and pearl oysters are getting old."

"Although the pearl oyster is old, it is better than wild boar." Barbatos took another step forward.

Floria couldn't understand what they were talking about at all, but it didn't affect her with her hips akimbo, and she looked like an impatient young lady.

"Then, if the two of you don't dislike it, come in first." Although the waiter's expression was a little more respectful, there was still doubt and guard.

The two thugs behind him also made no secret of the heavy weapons in their hands: a huge ax that can slice through a human skull.Definitely not something a normal store would use.

When Floria stepped over the threshold, the waiter locked the door as quickly as possible, and bowed apologetically, "I'm really sorry, miss, we are also wary of eagles."

"Hmm, let's take a look at something interesting." The extraordinary sense of smell made the smell of blood rush to Floria's nostrils, and she had to take out a fan to cover half of her face.

"Miss, here are all genuine products." The waiter pressed the white gloves on the table, picked up the key and opened the back door.

The iron-rimmed door opened inward, and the smell of blood became stronger, mixed with the smell of eggs and rotting vegetables.

"What smells like this?" Floria could guess a little bit, but she didn't quite understand what was about to happen. She had never been in contact with this kind of scum before.

"We are only responsible for storage, and it is not ready for sale, so we don't need to prepare too much in advance."

The waiter carried a lantern and led the way at the front, followed by Floria and Barbatos, and at the end were two thugs, and there were also guards inside the passage.

In this case, the tone of the waiter became more confident, and he stopped saying unintelligible words.

This house looked like a two-story tavern from the outside. No wonder there was only such a small store in the front, and the back and bottom were completely opened up. More than half of it was a place to store slaves.

Floria stepped on the dry grass that was used as a carpet. In the dimness, she could see that there were cages on the left and right sides that were still empty, but most of them had slaves lying inside.

They were numb and lay motionless even when they heard someone coming down in the middle of the night.

"Don't you feed them? They're all so thin?" Floria glanced roughly at the people on both sides, and she could easily see ribs under the naked condition.

Red, black, and brown hair mottled with dark gray and greasy.

The waiter shrugged: "Miss, there is no such spare money, unless it is a good product for auction. There are also defective products like these. It is almost enough to feed a few days before shipment, and it is troublesome to feed too much usually."

"Where did they get them?" The aliens mentioned by the young businessman in the morning are not seen here, and the people locked in the cage can't see any alien blood.

The waiter stopped in front of the downward entrance: "Don't worry about this, this is a free trade city, and we have been doing it for many years, and we will never miss it."

Floria was more difficult than any noble lady the waiter had encountered before, and she was not perfunctory: "Did you get caught directly? Did it come from a nearby village? Is there any legal transfer procedure?"

Legal transfer procedures... Illegal business will naturally not exist.

The waiter raised his head and asked Barbatos with his eyes, this lady... is really from [Crocodile]?

"Just answer my lady truthfully." Barbatos spread his hands: "This noble lady has never been exposed to such an unusual scene before today, but she will take over the business sooner or later."

"Please don't worry about the source of the goods. They are all far away, but they are not far away from neighboring countries. Now is not the hunting season." The waiter acquiesced to the previous statement and continued to move forward.

As the lamp in his hand swayed, more and more shadows were illuminated clearly, including iron hooks piercing through bones, and whips with dried blood.

Soon, they walked down the steps to the center of the basement.

The space here is slightly more compact than that on the ground, far worse than the rooms in the dungeon.Most of the people in the cage were young women, and there were also men who looked stronger, and there were also hybrids with animal ears.

"The goods here should be more expensive. Miss, if you like the goods here, you won't pay on credit." The waiter's attitude became more and more frivolous. He put the lamp aside and leaned against the chair.

Floria ignored his change of attitude, she stepped on the slightly damp ground and carefully looked at one cage after another.I saw the wounds of sick children, the fear of thin women, and the prayers of chained men.

"Why do you lock this child in a corner? Do you often do this?" Floria pointed to the small space behind the innermost partition.There are no lamps there, and there is only darkness no matter the morning or evening.

The surrounding partitions block the lower part, leaving a barely restable place for the head and arms.The most important thing is that this space is only enough to stand.

So the girl inside is always standing, even if she wants to sleep.

"Yes, it is said that she still has noble blood. Anyway, the whole family is dead, so there is no trouble." The waiter generously admitted: "After a few more days to raise her, she may be able to sell for a good price. This product is not suitable for you, miss."

"She doesn't fit, but you do."

"Huh? Miss, you are joking, I am not a slave."

"You are a fitting candle, fit to burn."

Floria's tone was very unusual, and the waiter suddenly felt a chill. Just like him, the thugs approached nervously.

The shadowy candle flames began to flicker in all directions, and the frozen blood on the ground flowed again, trembling vividly.

"The last question - is the sound insulation here good?"

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