(two chapters in one)

When the Death Guards Corps entered Danyu City, there was a commotion both inside and outside the city.

In any city, residents are generally divided into three classes - nobles, commoners, and slaves.

In today's Danyu City, not to mention the nobles, no matter how down-to-earth the nobles are, they can't afford to eat. Every household has a basement, and the grain stored in it can feed the whole family for several years at least.

Moreover, most of the nobles have real estate in other places. It doesn't matter if Danyu City is in chaos. At the worst, they can hide in a house in another place and live there for a year and a half, which is considered a tourist trip.

The situation of the civilians has become very bad. Although Bolton donated a large amount of food to Danyu City to relieve the urgent need, the food was allocated to the city defenders first, or was compensated to those who had previously loaned the food to the governor's residence.

The nobles, coupled with the overt and covert exploitation and expropriation, the actual relief food distributed to the common people was somewhat short of a pound.

Of course, less means less, but at least it is there. The civilians have been hungry for so long that they are even eating straws. At this time, they are already grateful if they have something to eat. How can they dare to question whether the portion is sufficient? Not only do they not dare,

We must also try our best to find connections to photograph officials' horses, so that adults can "take care" of them when the time comes.

If the common people can barely survive, then for the slaves, Danyu City is now a hell.

According to the "Doguland Code", slaves are not "people", but just a different kind of "animal". They do not enjoy any civil rights. Their masters can decide life and death at will, just like deciding whether to slaughter the pigs at home.

This is an iron law established by the ancient kings since the founding of the country. It is inherited from the unshakable will of the Sun King, the "chief of the gods" in ancient times, and has long been integrated into every corner of the Doguland Kingdom.

The daily life of a slave is no different from that of an animal, living like an animal, doing heavy work that will never be finished, begging for a little ration with fear, and then making sure not to make mistakes, otherwise they will die like an animal.

The vast majority of slaves are struggling to survive. "Food and clothing" can be said to be their highest pursuit in life. If a slave can live with food and clothing, he is the best among slaves, and he is envied by many slaves.

In normal times, the living standards of slaves are already so low. Whether they can have enough to eat depends entirely on the master's mood. It is even more conceivable during times of famine.

Now, some of the slave owners are unable to save themselves, and some of them have left to temporarily emigrate to other places. According to the calculations of these nobles, instead of taking the slaves along the way and spending extra money, it is better to just abandon them and go to the slave market in the new city.

It's more cost-effective to buy a new batch.

In this way, when the nobles immigrated, a large number of slaves were abandoned. They lost their masters and had no one to raise them. They also had no civil rights granted by the code and could not receive relief grains from the granary. From then on, they faced a real crisis.

of despair.

Previously, Solandel followed Kino to Danyu City, and the two separated after entering the city.

As agreed, Kino gave Solandel 24 hours to find the so-called "best of both worlds" solution, and Solandel came to the city streets alone.

Sometimes, when you go to a strange place, the things you see will be linked to your identity.

If you, as a high-ranking person, swagger into the city, the local officials will pay special attention to you, say hello to everyone above and below, plan a route for you, take you to visit places they think are suitable, and try their best to let you see

The good side covers the bad side.

And when you leave behind all your identities and titles, become a member of the common people, and enter the city in obscurity, you will see something completely different.

Solandel knew that it would be meaningless if she followed Kino as a royal princess, so she left the team and acted alone after entering the city, and even Lorna was not allowed to follow.

She put on civilian clothes, dusted the ground, deliberately made herself unkempt, pretended to be a civilian who had been stricken by the disaster, and quietly took to the streets.

As for the safety issue, she didn't let anyone else worry about it. She put the red string "Thread Lead" given by Chino on her wrist. If she really encountered any danger, even if she couldn't run away, this extraterrestrial armor would protect her.

Safety.

When the aloof royal princess leaves the prosperity and falls into the earthly world, the most real world appears in front of her.

The sky was full of haze and drizzle fell, but the streets were more crowded than usual. Carriages were leaving the city one after another, and slaves were kneeling on both sides of the street, crying and begging.

The aristocratic carriages were wrapped in precious mahogany and exquisite silk satin. The aristocratic masters in brocade clothes sat in the carriages, staring idly ahead, turning a blind eye to the tragic scenes around them. Perhaps there was nothing to care about in the first place.

For the nobles, the city is just a place of residence. If you are not comfortable living here, then go live somewhere else.

Next to the carriage, the slaves were as skinny as wood, and the rags on their bodies were all black and smelly rags. The dirt on their faces had made it difficult to recognize their real faces. They ran barefoot on the road full of water and gravel, following the carriage.

He prayed along the way, just to ask the nobles to be merciful and give him a bite to eat, but because he accidentally got too close, he was severely beaten by the guards accompanying him.

The aristocratic young man in the carriage was fat and had a big appetite. He had eaten four meals a day and had not eaten for several hours. At this time, he was holding a sandwich prepared by his mother in advance and gnawing on it.

The thick sandwich is wrapped in fine white bread, mixed with fresh vegetables, and in the middle is a fresh chicken steak that was grilled today, with delicious mayonnaise on it.

The aristocratic young master took a bite, and after chewing a few times, he spat it back out, lost his temper and shouted, "There are carrots again! I told you I don't like carrots!"

The noble lady said kindly: "Baby, eating carrots is good for your health, and it's just a small strip. Just bear with it for a while and swallow it in one bite."

"I won't eat! I! No! Eat!" The aristocratic young man kept kicking the wall of the carriage and threw the sandwich directly outside the car.

Seeing this, the noble lady quickly comforted her and said: "Okay, okay, I won't eat if you don't want to eat. Come on, go to the car behind and bring the cheese cake that the young master likes to eat."

Just when the guard went to get the cake, the sandwich thrown by the noble young master had already caused a small commotion.

The skinny slaves rushed forward. The sandwich had obviously fallen into the stagnant water and was extremely dirty. However, they were pushing and chasing each other, and they were arguing with each other until their necks were red.

The person who grabbed the sandwich first gulped it into his mouth, but before he could bite it, he was kicked on the head, and then he was pressed down by the person who rushed towards him, and the sandwich in his hand was snatched to pieces.

The person who grabbed it didn't even care about the mud on it, and didn't dare to chew it after putting it in his mouth. He quickly swallowed it for peace of mind.

Those who didn't grab it were full of resentment, but they had no choice but to look for any residue on the ground that fell during the fight. If there was any, they would pick it up and swallow it. If not, they would continue to follow the car, eagerly looking forward to it.

I hope the noble young master can drop another piece.

If the male slaves were squeezing around and begging for food from the cars, the streets were occupied by even weaker women and children.

The female slaves set up a stall on the roadside, but what they sold were not ordinary goods, but children.

Some of these children were born to slaves themselves, and some were picked up from nowhere. No matter what their origins were, as soon as the children of slaves established a relationship with their parents, their arms would be branded as slaves, and they belonged to this class from birth.

At this time, the slave children were tied by ropes to the roadside like animals, and each of them had a wooden sign hanging on his neck, with the price crookedly marked on it.

The price level of a child is generally linked to age, gender, and physical fitness.

Boys are more expensive than girls, and boys can do heavier work.

Older children are more expensive than small children, and older children can save the owner several years of feeding rations.

Those with meat on their bodies are more expensive than those with skinny bodies. Having meat means they are healthy and can live better.

Some of these children who were sold have long been numb and just stood on the roadside with dull eyes, letting the passing nobles look at them. Some children are still young and don’t understand why their relatives want to sell them. They don’t know why in the rain.

She was so overwhelmed that she cried loudly and called her parents.

The children's mother turned a blind eye to the cries and shouted loudly to the passing nobles: "Sell the children! Come and see my children! They are all very good children, and the price is cheaper than usual. Gentlemen, come and have a look!"

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At this time, a carriage stopped on the side of the road, and a nobleman in brocade clothes came down with his attendants, silently looking at the children for sale in front of the stall.

The attendant glanced at the prices on the sign, nodded and said, "Sir, these prices are very affordable."

The woman who sold the children nodded like she was pecking at rice, and hurriedly responded: "Yes, sir, these children are not picked up, they are all born by me. They have been healthy since they were young and have no diseases. When I buy them back and raise them, they will definitely become your children."

A good helper.”

The noble ignored the woman, but glanced sideways at the attendant, and said casually: "The price doesn't matter, the key is whether it can help my child practice."

"Let me try it for you first." After the attendant finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed a child's head with five fingers and claws, and the power of absorbing the soul poured out from the fingertips, penetrating into the child's body like a poisonous snake, and rushing through his blood.

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"Ah!!!" In the child's childish and sharp scream, his body gradually became shriveled, and all flesh and blood turned into soul power and poured into the body of the attendant.

When the child's body fell to the ground, there was only a little bit of skin and bones left in the body, like a mummy that had withered for a long time.

The wind blew over the nobles and attendants, lifting their shawls, and the royal badges on their shoulders shone brightly, which was the symbol of the Eric family.

Both of these two people are spiritual masters!

The child was suddenly sucked dry, and the woman was shocked, but she quickly calmed down.

She had never dealt with anyone from the Eric family, but before she was abandoned by her master, she had heard something about the spiritual master.

At this time, meeting the Wangling family face to face, she felt flattered and did not dare to care about the other person's behavior of draining the child without paying. She nodded and waited for Mr. Wangling to speak further.

The attendant of the soul master felt the flow of soul power in his body, nodded to the noble and said: "The quality is good and can be cultivated into a high-quality soul slave. The young master is currently in a bottleneck period and needs high-quality soul power to help him break through his limits."

The nobleman nodded and glanced at the price. There were four children left. The price ranged from 100 copper moons to 120 copper moons. He casually took out 5 silver moons from his arms and handed them to the woman: "All of them are

I want it, and you."

When the woman saw Yinyue, she was so excited that she was shaking. But when she heard that the other party wanted to buy it for herself, she couldn't help but be stunned: "Me?"

The noble said calmly: "Your offspring are of good quality. After I come back with you, I will find male slaves of the same quality for you. You must work hard to give birth to more children so that you can have them usefully in the future."

For slaves, the most terrifying thing is not the evil master, but the fact that there is no master at all.

If you have a master, you belong to private property. Before others bully you, you have to consider the strength of your master.

Without an owner, you are just a stray animal, dying on the streets without anyone taking care of you.

Judging from the implication of the prince's master, she doesn't need to do any work after being bought back, as long as she keeps giving birth to children.

Moreover, since the master needs a high-quality child, then during her pregnancy and childbirth, she will definitely be able to provide her with everything she needs to eat and drink.

This quality of life was already better than that of 99% of slaves. She just felt that this was a gift from the gods and quickly agreed.

The tragedy here is just one corner of Danyu City, similar things happened in many places in the city.

Some slaves followed the carriage too closely, and the nobleman thought they had soiled the carriage door, so he ordered the guards to beat them to death on the spot.

The other slaves did not dare to have any resentment at all, and could only take it as a warning and warn themselves not to get too close like this unlucky guy.

Slaves did not always encounter cheerful nobles when doing business. Many nobles had very bad attitudes and would always deliberately injure people when looking after their children, just to get a lower price.

The slaves had no choice but to accept the pain. At least they could exchange for some food for a little less money. If they couldn't sell it, they would have nothing.

There are also some children who are unwilling to leave their parents when they are sold away. They cry and crawl into the arms of their parents, holding them to death and unwilling to let go.

Those nobles who bought slaves to work as coolies were more gentle in their methods. After all, if someone was injured, the work efficiency would be inefficient and they would be the losers, so they just asked the guards to force the children into the back compartment.

But it's different for those royal nobles who buy slaves as soul slaves. They don't care whether the slaves can move or not. They just take them back to use as soul nourishment. If they can't move better, they don't need to send extra people to watch over them. They just let the guards break them.

The child's hands and feet were immediately thrown into the truck and drove away.

This is the slave of Doguland, who lives like an animal's mouth and dies like an animal's mouth.

In the face of the oppression of the nobles, no slave thought about resisting.

It's not that I don't dare, it's that I haven't thought about it at all.

Why?

No why.

In a country that believes in the sun, the Sun King, the "chief of the gods", has formulated an iron law that stipulates that slaves are animals, so they are animals.

The gods are supreme, and their words are truth.

The truth is unquestionable. Just like the sun rises from the east, can you question whether the sun rises in the wrong direction?

Solandel was walking on the chaotic streets, and the bloody and tragic elephants rushed towards her face. She had seen the sad world before, and once again saw the even sadder world.
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