[comprehensive] dear king

The hand of Alara the slave trader was trembling, and the iron in his hand was red hot and then cold, cold and red again.

The girl lying on the reed mat has snow-white smooth skin that feels soft and elastic to the touch, her back is glowing white under the light of the torch and moonlight, and her black hair has an unbearably lustrous luster. Not to mention the face and teeth, even a lady from a noble family may not have such a look.

The slave who was brought to Uruk for sale had to shave off all his hair to prevent fleas because of the hot weather, but he just couldn't get rid of the black and shiny hair like a crow's wings. The same, the slave To imprint on the back or hand, Alara leaned over and took the hand of the unconscious girl - slender and weak, with slender fingers, no obvious calluses and scars, and the nails were especially beautiful, like pieces of crystal It's matte.

He imagined that the buyer who wanted to buy her would see such beautiful hands with branded scars, which might be used as a pretext for bargaining, and then he touched the girl's back with the stubby finger with the ring, as if touching As fine as gold, such a beautiful cup, when her buyer buys her, will he feel uncomfortable seeing the mark?

It is more comfortable to touch with the back of the hand, even the best wool felt can't compare to it, but he is quite the adventurer who has traveled far. He said that there is a magical fabric called silk in the far east. Maybe that thing is the skin of this girl. Feel it.

If it weren't for the higher price of virgins, he would probably be willing to raise this little thing as a concubine, but it would be too wasteful to raise her as a concubine. He still has to maintain her hair and skin, so he might as well sell it at a high price.

This trip really made a lot of money, this one is ahead of all the goods on his side combined, he can guarantee that he will not meet many such high-quality goods in the court.

In the event of heavy rain, I thought I would lose a few goods here, but I didn't expect that the sky will make you rich, and you can't stop it no matter what.

Alara thought for a while, and suddenly came up with a good idea. Not only would he not shave the little girl's hair, but he would also braid her hair, decorate her with flowers, dress her up, and put her on display as the finale ——In this way, the wealthy people who have been sapped of their appetites will definitely compete to bid, and the price will be well speculated, and finally the buyer will consider whether to brand her as a slave.

In this way, he will not destroy the goods, but also prevent the other party from haggling. Thinking of this, Alara couldn't help but sigh at his wit.

But she can't be in a coma all the time. It would be even better if he could hear the voice. The voice is nice and the teeth are white.

Thinking of this, Alara put down the soldering iron in his hand, scooped up a bowl of water from the side, and splashed it on the girl's face, just like splashing it on the ground, there was no reaction at all.

—It probably takes some pain to wake up.Thinking this way, he picked up another needle from the side, the armpit was covered by armpit hair, it hurts when it was pricked, and no one would notice the wound.

However, the girl still didn't respond. She let the slave trader toss her around like a puppet, her mind full of chaos.

Alara finally gave up. Although this little girl is beautiful, she is useless if she cannot stand up. There is still a little distance to Uruk. It would be best if she wakes up before she arrives. He thought so, Throw her into the female slaves, he still has carts and cages for transporting other goods, so let's keep her in the cage for now.

The convoy was driving towards the city of the king, and Alara covered the cage where the young girl was locked up with a white cloth, so she was afraid that someone would take advantage of her sex and take away his most expensive windfall.

The girl locked in the cage moved her fingers slightly, but she still couldn't see anything, couldn't say a word, and couldn't hear any sound, she could only feel that she was being jolted.

Where is she?

The girl who couldn't remember her name for a while, slowly moved her trembling hand to the side without touching anything, and it was very difficult to move even an inch.

Why am I here?

--correct.

correct……

I need to meet someone.

Who is it?

The girl's mind was still in chaos, she didn't know where she was, and she couldn't remember her name, but she just remembered that she wanted to find someone, and this order was soaked in her bones and blood—to find this person.

The fingers caught something, and the slightest movement was enough to knock her off balance and fall to the ground.

Move.

There are such pure thoughts in the girl's mind.

get moving-

When Alara came to the gate of the city, the guarding soldiers saw the slave he was pulling, and didn't say much, but subconsciously glanced at the cage covered with white cloth, "Open." The guard ordered.

"Master, master, this is the most important item," Alara stuffed a small piece of gold into the guard's hand, "You can do whatever you want."

The guards, however, were unmoved.

Of course they were unmoved and did not dare to do anything. Lugal Gilgamesh hated this kind of thing extremely. Even though he was a greedy and unreasonable guy, he did not allow his subordinates to accept bribes.

"Open." The guard repeated.

Alara trembled a little at his spear, so he trembled and walked to the edge of the cage. Fortunately, he was smart, thinking of entering the city of Uruk to dress up the girl, she should still be asleep now.

The white cloth was uncovered layer by layer, and the guard found a dirty girl lying inside, covering her face and hair. "The most important thing?" He sneered.

Fearing that he was crazy about money, he waved his hand and told Alara to take the unconscious girl away quickly.

The convoy pulled the slaves waiting to be sold into the city gate of Uruk. In the evening, there would be a slave auction, and the rich people in the city would jingle their purses.

Even though they were all under the oppression of Gilgamesh, the young men were dragged to build the city walls, and the beautiful maidens were taken away by the king, and he especially liked to spoil other people's brides, always torturing the bridegrooms and the girls Parents and rich people are miserable under such pressure, but they always don't give up the days of enjoyment, and seize the time to "have fun while suffering".

Because the girl was lethargic, Alara didn't lock the cage at ease. He heard the sound of things rolling to the ground as he walked. The girl he picked up rolled out of the cage with a pair of jade hands. His face was covered with scars from dust and scratching, and he almost cried out of distress.

Why are these hands so valuable that they can't be tied? !Isn't such a beautiful hand worthless with scars? !

The girl crawled forward on the ground for a while. She couldn't see with her eyes, and couldn't tell the difference between east, west, and north. A little earlier, his head hit the wheel of the carriage hard, and the warmth flowed down his forehead, sticking to his eyes.

Alara howled in distress, as if he was the one who hit his head.

He hurriedly ran to the princess's side, trying to pull her up from the ground, but found that the girl who was able to move, propped herself up like a headless fly, grabbed a handful of sand and stuffed it into her mouth.

——The land, the land contains magic power, which can be used for emergency...

She wants to see.

to see-

The sand made her throat ache, just like it was on the tip of Alara's heart. What if it hurts her throat and her voice is not good!

He grabbed the girl's hand, which was about to stuff the second handful of sand, and broke it away. The sand fell on the ground, and it was very difficult to move. She was already sweating profusely at this moment, and she was even soaked to cover her body. of rags.

The convoy was running across the busiest street in Uruk in such a panic. The girl opened her mouth in vain, the corners of her lips were covered with dirty sand and mud. On the busy street, many people stopped to watch, watching the chunky slave trader dragging a girl with dark hair, trying to drag her into a cage.

"It's so pitiful, what's going on with this child—" people passing by whispered to each other.

Kaori lay on the ground and hugged the wheel with all her strength.

where is she.

Tears of grievance welled up in the corners of the girl's eyes.

She could feel someone tugging on her, and she was terrified beyond belief.

"I don't want to go with you—"

In the darkness, the girl finally made a sound.

That was naturally pleasing to the ear, enough to add another layer of voice to her worth.

Alara couldn't pull her hard, but he knew many ways to make the slave girl suffer. Slapping her face would destroy her appearance, so he wanted to beat the little girl hard on the soles of her feet.

When he picked up the whip, the onlookers knew what the girl was going to face, but no one stood up. Of course, slave traders have the right to teach disobedient slaves, and no one wants to buy ignorant slaves to go home .

The lion roared from far to near. A mighty male lion rushed towards the palace, frightening Alara to let go of his hand. The lion pressed its paw on the girl's waist, but ignored Alara, just being gentle. He touched the princess' arm with his nose, and licked her cheek with his rough tongue.

The natives of Uruk certainly knew what the lion was about. It was the pet of their tyrannical king, Lugal-Gilgamesh. He loved this beast with a mighty mane very much. He put it out today.

With the lion ahead, the residents knew what was going to happen next.

All the people knelt down on the ground tremblingly. Alara didn't understand what happened at first, but when she turned her head, she saw a man walking slowly.

"Kneel down." The guard who rushed over because of the commotion yelled at the slave trader. "This is the supreme king of Uruk. Don't raise your head without his permission."

Alara quickly fell to the ground.

Gilgamesh didn't leave the palace because of something else. His lion ran out, and it seemed that something interesting happened, so he followed.

The result is a scene as uninteresting as a slave's escape.

His scarlet eyes scanned the crowd kneeling on the ground, and then he noticed the girl beside the lion.

She didn't seem to be able to see, and her legs couldn't move, and she moved forward bit by bit with her arms.

She couldn't tell the direction, so she could only move towards the tyrant bit by bit while everyone dared not show their anger.

She was only an inch away from the death brought about by offending Wang Wei.

Kaori's hand finally caught a piece of cloth amidst the sound of everyone gasping for air.

— A corner of Gilgamesh's robe.

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Going to the countryside tomorrow, it will take a whole day, maybe I can update a chapter at night