The York people are a very tragic nation. More than three hundred years ago, they were a small country next to Holevin.

Although their country is small, their people are very combat-ready, able to sing and dance, and are also warm and hospitable.

But because they were so hospitable, they were destroyed by Holevin. The more than 60,000 nationals were only thousands left. These thousands were arrested as slaves, divided into several batches, resold in Holevin, and then survived with difficulty. No one had ever counted how many people there were left in the York tribe, but Royd and the others knew very well that their group of York tribes should be the last ethnic group.

Royd was the only person in the York tribe who knew how to read. The teacher who taught him to read was also the only person in the York tribe who knew the previous generation, because it was too difficult for slaves to learn words after hard work. Only those children with extremely amazing talents, such as those who never forget everything, would be chosen to be the inheritors of the next generation.

Now among the Yorkers, only Royd is the only one who knows their national history, and the others only know that they are Yorkers. As for where they come from, where their hometown is, and why they become slaves, they know nothing about it.

As a inheritor of writing, Royd has been paying attention to the changes in the race, but because of being a slave, the quality of children in the race is getting lower and lower. In the past ten years, he has not found a child suitable for learning writing.

When Royd thought he was about to lose his inheritance, he didn't expect that he would be surprised.

A very kind nobleman bought them. The reason why Royd thought the other person was a kind person was because the nobleman, their new owner, actually asked them to take a bath and give them something to eat. He also gave them a noodles to make clothes for them to wear.

Luo Yide did not understand any great principles, but he knew very well that what a person does is because he can have a clean body and can cover his body, otherwise he would be no different from a wild beast.

The new owner sent a linen and asked them to buy dry food. This is not to treat others as human beings, but what else can it be. Although the owner is not easy to talk to on the surface, the other party is a nobleman, a nobleman who is a high-ranking spellcaster. If he does not have some majesty and temper, that would be a strange thing.

Royd walked on the street with three tribes. Because the slave inscriptions were engraved behind them, they put on their clothes at this time. It was no different from ordinary people.

Although he was a slave, Royd used to help other owners buy supplies, so he was quite familiar with the market conditions of the materials.

Royd knew very well how much food he had to consume for more than 700 people a day. He first went to the car shop to buy a few donkey carts, then hired a few people, and then went to the grain shop to buy the cheapest and most unpalatable food.

When these trucks of food were transported back into the cave, Royd saw the numb tribesmen and looked over.

This is a good thing. Royd knew very well that the tribesmen had not reacted much to anything. They were just living like wild animals. The only thing that was stronger than wild animals was that they knew how to speak.

But now, the tribesmen have clean bodies and new clothes to wear, and they are gradually beginning to reveal their side as human beings.

"Let the children come over and eat something." Royd said to his tribe members: "Everyone can't eat too much, just grab one handful. Do you understand?"

The man nodded. He went over to eat and drink in the crowd a few times, and soon a group of children ran over. Everyone obediently grabbed a handful of dry food and stuffed it into their mouths. They were very anxious to eat, and a few even choked.

When Royd looked at this scene, he couldn't help but feel some joy in his heart. Children are the future of a group. As long as the children live well, the group will not perish and will only grow slowly.

But he hadn't been happy for long, and when he saw someone walking in, his heart suddenly became cold.

The person who came was Beta, their new owner.

Several children were holding a ball of coarse grain in their hands and stuffing it hard into their mouths. This situation was naturally seen by Beta.

In the eyes of any nobleman, it is a taboo. Royd was afraid that Beta would punish these children. He was sweating all over and was about to find a way to convince his master not to touch these children and take all his faults on him, but saw Beta not seeing the children, but walked to the donkey cart to check the condition of these food rations.

Royd felt his throat hang onto his throat.

After seeing several donkey carts, Beta walked up to Royd and asked expressionlessly: "How much did it cost?"

"This is the amount in ten days. There is only one gold coin and thirty-six silver coins in total." Luo Yide was a little worried. He was afraid that his master would think he had bought too much. After all, he quietly calculated that the minimum amount of food consumed by the tribe members every day.

"Are you saving me money?" Beta seemed to sneer with disdain: "In the future, your food rations will be doubled on this basis. Also, if you buy food in the future, you can buy it every month and month. Don't be too petty. If you only buy it for ten days at a time, what's the point? Let me lose face if you say it."

Royd took a deep breath: "No problem. As you wish, my master."

Beta said aloud, then said, "You will buy the remaining twenty days of rations later and let them eat enough. We will set off tomorrow morning."

“Yes, master.”

Beta glanced at the slaves and saw that their qi and blood were obviously much better, so he nodded. He turned around and left. When he was about to reach the entrance of the cave, he suddenly turned around and returned, looking at Royd and said, "Don't let them steal food again. If I see it again next time, break their dog legs."

"Okay." Royd replied loudly in ecstasy, his hanging heart was relieved.

The master said this, naturally letting go of the children who stole food. As for the master's tone, his tone would be very gentle when he spoke to the slave. If such a thing really happened, it would mean that things might be in trouble.

Royd looked at Beta leaving the cave. He looked at his tribe and suddenly shouted loudly: "Let me listen to it, prepare for dinner, we can finally have enough food."

After a moment, there was a cheerful cheer.

Beta was outside the cave, listening to the faint sound from behind, he smiled slightly and felt a little happy. As an earthling in the Information Age, Beta was a little resistant to the word slave, but he knew very well that if he rashly told these slaves that they were free, he would be ordinary people in the future.

Those slaves will not only not believe this, but will be very scared.

In the eyes of many people, even slaves themselves, slaves are slaves, the most despicable thing. They have become accustomed to this positioning. Suddenly, if someone says this, they will definitely doubt that the person who says this will definitely not have any kind intentions. After all, once anything goes wrong, there will be problems.

Beta returned to the hotel and took Shirley and Jessica on the street for several hours. Jessica seemed very excited. She liked to go shopping with her owner the most, while Shirley seemed much calmer, but she was still very happy.

After dark, I returned to the hotel, ate some food and went to bed.

When he woke up the next day, Beta brought Shirley and Jessica to the entrance of the cave.

Royd had already taken his tribesmen to wait at the door. Next to them, there were more than a dozen donkey carts, with linen and covered with cucumbers, which must be full of food.

"Master, we are all ready." Royd stepped forward and reported.

Beta looked at the slaves and said lightly: "There are a lot of old guys here... It is logical that they should be thrown away."

As soon as these words were said, Royd was shocked, but he could not find any refutation. After all, this is a problem that all slaves would encounter. As long as people get old and cannot do their jobs, they would be abandoned and starved to death.

"But I am a good person. I allow you to bring these old guys with you. If they don't see the team, just let them sit in the donkey cart. Anyway, those rations are not expensive things, so it's not a problem for the old guy to sit."

Royd breathed a sigh of relief and said happily: "Master, you are so kind, you are the kindest master I have ever met."

Beta smiled lightly, and did not comment. Then he called a carriage from the side, sat on it, and slowly drove out of the city.

Royd made a gesture to make his tribe members follow immediately.

More than 700 people lined up in two rows, and more than a dozen donkey carts walked out of the city in a mighty manner.

This is a rare thing in Carront City, which has alarmed many people.

Ferrancis stood in front of the window on the fifth floor, looking at the sequel of slaves coming out below, and behind him was his butler.

"How is it checked?"

"I found out that the man is indeed the Red Lord. The latest news now is that there is a very beautiful woman next to the Red Lord's Sue, with bright and golden hair like him, which is exactly the same as our target appearance characteristics."

"Since we are the real Red Priest, there is no need to provoke him." Fatty Francis laughed: "Let's give up this group of slaves. We can't afford to provoke someone who dares to fight with the prince and can escape unscathed. But there are always some idiots who overestimate themselves. Send two people to follow behind quietly and see if that force will take action. As long as they are defeated by the Red Priest, we will be the time to get a bargain."

The butler bent over and took the order out.

In the slave market, the sold slaves will occasionally return to the seller's hands shortly after, with many well-known reasons.

Beta sat in a carriage and chatted with Shirley. The team had just left the city, and then Joan of Arc, who was reconnaissing in the air, told him that a small encirclement was being arranged a kilometer in front of their road. (To be continued.)

ps: Sorry, I have something to do today, so I can only update it.
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