Chapter 11 Slave Market
After leaving the office area of ​​the Grand Duke's Palace, Lear got on a carriage on the side of the road and went straight to the slave market.

The slave market was in the other direction, an hour's journey away.

In the carriage, he looked at the scenery on both sides of the road and fell into deep thought.

When I was staring at Philena just now, a property panel appeared in my mind.

Philena

Level: Archmage (Level 16)
potential:??

???

Not only can he see his own attributes, he can also see those of outsiders.

This made him tremble with fear. The intelligence system was so awesome.

However, the gap in strength between the two sides is too great to see in more detail.

The blonde maid named Jasmine beside the opponent is at level 12, a high-level knight.

Can directly serve as a professor in the Royal Academy of the Griffin Empire.

It's an exaggeration.

Still need to work hard
Recover your mind and focus on the intelligence.

After completing the 6-star intelligence and obtaining the Godhead fragment, the additional 3 intelligences triggered, two of which have been completed -

Integrate the godhood into the soul and choose the silt swamp as the territory.

Next, is the third piece of information.

[3. The second area of ​​the slave market, the thirteenth shop, the thirteenth shop, the Dragon Fang Chamber of Commerce, will sell two squadrons of wetland lizardmen tomorrow afternoon. The level is: 6th level beginner knight. The wetland lizardmen are brutal by nature. The slave traders can no longer tolerate this and need to get rid of them quickly. They can be bought at a price far below the market price. After buying this batch of slaves, you can use the swamp godhood to directly subdue these swamp creatures as the initial army to expand the territory.]

There is no specific time, he needs to go there earlier.

If it is bought by someone else, we will have to find another way to use the pioneering power in our hands.

It may not be possible to find such a suitable one.

He took 1000 gold coins of the supplies Philena gave him with him, and the rest of the supplies were delivered to the Rose House as he requested.

It is originally the property under the other party's name, so it is convenient.

At noon, before 12 o'clock, Lear arrived at the slave market.

This extraordinary fantasy world, with a level of civilization similar to that of medieval Europe, is not a good place.

The large number of races, high demand, and huge profits all combined to lead to a prosperous slave trade.

The slave market located in Block 22 is the largest slave market in the North.

Slaves captured by slave traders in the wilderness were transported here for sale.

Similarly, nobles in need would also come here to buy slaves.

The slave market is much larger in scale and buildings than the black market. It operates day and night, and the flow of people is greater than that of the black market.

Get off the bus, pay, and enter the market.

What greeted us was a gloomy Gothic building, like dark clouds covering the sunshine. When we stepped into it, the light on both sides became dim.

The hollow wall reliefs depict various magnificent scenes: knights charging, demons slaughtering the world, angels descending, and heroic epics. All are carved on them.

The arched exterior walls have tall rose-shaped windows that emit dim light and endless mystery.

The streets are wide, but too many people make them seem crowded.

The air was filled with the smell of dampness and decay, mixed with all kinds of disgusting body odors, sewers, feces and other pungent smells.

It makes people feel stinging in the eyes.

On both sides of the street were shops run by slave traders, with rows of crowded slave cages placed at the doorways, stacked like building blocks.

These cages were made of thick steel, and the slaves in them were half-naked or even completely naked.

Their faces are pale and their eyes are haggard, but there is mostly a fierce or angry light flashing in their eyes.

The races of slaves are numerous, including orcs, gray dwarves, banshees, half-elves, snakemen, barbarians, and tauren.
There are warriors captured by war, civilians captured by slave traders, and humans driven by poverty and hunger to sell themselves.

As Lear looked around, he saw that the largest number of slaves were the most common orcs in the wilderness.

These creatures have canine teeth protruding from their lips, are strong and ferocious, and are very similar to the orcs in World of Warcraft, but they are ten times more brutal.

In the wilderness, humans have always been regarded as food.

Now, a slave.

These strong lives are also the most welcome, as long as they are controlled by the Ring of Slavery.

They are the best tools, and are extremely useful in the Colosseum, for guarding, or for labor.

Lear didn't pay too much attention to them. Orcs were useful and their prices were much higher than ordinary slaves. He could not buy many of them with the thousand gold coins in his hand.

Continue searching according to the intelligence.

With a precise goal in mind, after asking the patrolling market managers several times, they soon arrived at the second area of ​​the slave market and found the target of this trip -

Dragon Fang Chamber of Commerce.

On the plaque written in the common language of the continent, the 2nd level magic - Language Knowledge was solidified.

As long as you see the plaque, whether you can recognize the words or not, you can instantly understand its meaning.

This is a message that comes directly from the spirit.

It's amazing.

Enter the Chamber of Commerce.

A businessman in his early fifties with a big belly, a round hat inlaid with gems, and a gorgeous blue robe came out with a kind smile. "Dear guest, welcome to the Dragon Fang Chamber of Commerce. I am the president of the Dragon Fang Chamber of Commerce, Macon Roald. How can I help you?"

That smiling face gives people a very comfortable feeling.

"President McKen, I need to buy a group of slaves to expand the territory."

The other person's eyes lit up.

"When I first saw you, I felt that you were extraordinary. It was obvious that you had a long family heritage. I didn't expect that it was true."

"We have enough slave resources here, you can choose any of them. The best-selling ones right now are orcs and tauren, and the price is not expensive, only two hundred gold coins each."

Lear said softly.

"Does your business have any Swamp Tribe slaves for sale?"

swamp?

The smiling businessman showed a hint of surprise on his face.

"You chose the swamp as your territory?"

"It's not often that I see you so confident. I think you have a long-term plan and will definitely be able to complete the development and build a new Loran City!"

After loudly praising, start the introduction.

"We can provide you with three types of slaves: swamp orcs, murlocs, and silt dwarves."

"The combat power of the swamp orcs is slightly weaker than that of ordinary orcs, but they have adapted to swamp survival and have reached level 4! They are well-deserved beginner knights, and the price is not high, each one only costs 50 gold coins."

"Half-fishman, with silky skin, swamp life, very suitable for development, but not very strong in combat, level 3 apprentice knight, each priced at 20 gold coins."

"Mud Dwarf, a variant of Dwarf, also suitable for swamp survival, Level 3 Apprentice Knight, each priced the same as Murloc, 20 gold coins."

"See if these can meet your requirements."

Lear raised his brows slightly.

No Lizardmen?
Gaze at each other.

"These are too ordinary. Is there anything more powerful?"

More powerful?

His eyes narrowed, and after thinking for a moment, he shook his head.

"Without the wilderness, there aren't many swamps, and there are only a few very small areas, so there are very few slaves in the swamp tribe."

"As far as I know, there are only these three types of swamp slaves that are easier to capture for sale in the entire slave market."

Lear's eyes narrowed slightly.

No?

Is the information wrong?
While he was wondering, a young staff member quickly came up to him and whispered.

"President, those wetland lizardmen are rioting again."

McKeon, who was pregnant, raised his eyebrows, his face was a little angry, and then he became helpless.

"Those damn bastards!"

"What do you say to the Colosseum? Still don't want it?"

"The Colosseum said that the wetland lizardmen are too brutal and difficult to manage."

He hadn't finished his words, but the meaning was clear.

The fat president also had a headache.

I originally wanted to purchase this batch of wetland lizardmen and sell them to the Colosseum to make a fortune.

But these damn bastards are too cruel, they even disdain places like the Colosseum. It's absolutely amazing!!

At this moment, a slightly curious voice sounded beside me.

"Wetland Lizardmen? Sir, what level are they?"

The fat president turned and looked at the young man who had just entered the room.

Hesitantly said.

"They are all level 6, beginner knights. But those lizardmen are extremely ferocious. Even with the Ring of Slavery, we can't suppress their ferocity."

To be polite.

"If you are looking to expand, I suggest you buy swamp orcs or murlocs. Wetland lizardmen are not suitable for you."

Li Er began to feel a little more favorable towards this smiling president.

If you don't catch anyone, you can still sell them. There is still a basic bottom line.

"It doesn't hurt to take me there to have a look. What if those wetland lizardmen aren't that cruel? Isn't that just right?"

McCann smiled. This young man was really humorous.

Even a place like the Colosseum disdains brutal life, so what could go wrong?

Not brutal. The other party may not know that a week ago, the number of those wetland lizardmen was three squadrons.

Now, there are only two squadrons left.

But seeing that the other person seemed to want to take a look, he no longer refused.

"Okay, follow me."

It’s better to sell it out earlier. If we delay for a few more days, there may only be one squadron left.

(End of this chapter)