Taking a sip of the warm drink in front of her, the brown-haired woman thought about her words and told Shi Junjun what happened next in the most obscure language possible.
The middle-level leader of the Southern Squadron, an inspection team affiliated with the kingdom's anti-slave trade department, walked out of the headquarters surrounded by soldiers.
Perhaps the sheepman who had a lucky escape thought that this middle-aged man with a big belly was the savior who could bring back his compatriots, so he rushed towards the latter so recklessly.
Or perhaps the Goatman, who has never had much contact with human society, has no idea what it means to reach under the rag covering his body and rush towards a human official in public.
All in all, this goat man who finally escaped from the clutches of the slave traders and went through all the trouble to get here to find someone to rescue his relatives and friends died in a sad and deplorable way because he was regarded as a human being.
The soldier who intended to assassinate the criminal fell under the sword.
News of the goatman's death caused an uproar among the humanoid species living in the kingdom.
The news quickly spread to the top officials of the kingdom's anti-slave trade department. Dozens of people, including the soldiers who took action that day and the head of the Southern Squadron, were fired from their positions to quell the protests of the humanoids living in the kingdom.
Voice.
This incident undoubtedly aroused the suspicion of the Kingdom's Anti-Slave Trade Department towards the 35th Squadron of the Southern Squadron stationed in the city of Portugalet.
Soon the spies secretly dispatched to the city of Portugalet sent back shocking news.
The 35th Squadron stationed there collectively accepted bribes from local slave traders and turned a blind eye to the extremely rampant underground slave trade within their jurisdiction.
The heads of the kingdom's anti-slave trade department were furious after hearing this, and immediately sent out personnel to arrest the 35th detachment on the spot who had heard some rumors and wanted to run away.
The men who came to Portugalet to clean up the house soon discovered that under the double wooden bed of the captain of the 35th Squadron, which could be called a simple residence, there was a pile of coins that had raised the bed board several inches.
The captain of the 35th detachment, who saw the irrefutable evidence of his crime with his own eyes, knelt in front of the pile of old and new coins and said with tears that this was all the bribes he had received over the years. He also claimed that his family had been farmers for generations.
In the past, I was so poor that every copper coin was spent in recent years.
In the end, his head was chopped off before he piled up bribes that he had not spent a single copper coin on until his death.
"After clearing out the collective corruption of the 35th detachment, we found some slave traders in the city of Portugalet and brought them to justice."
"But unfortunately, we have never been able to find the largest humanoid slave trading organization in the city, which is also known as the home of the old Flins' underground slave market."
The brown-haired woman raised her head and drank the coffee from the porcelain cup in front of her in one gulp, her eyes dimmed:
"In order to find their lair, we have lost seven investigators disguised as buyers so far. If it weren't for your help today, I'm afraid today's sacrifice would be worthless."
Thinking of the body that had lost its skin and had all its flesh and blood exposed to the air, Shi Junjun, whose stomach was churning, finally couldn't help feeling sick.
After rushing out of the cafe, she vomited everything she had eaten today into the open sewer at the door.
"We were like this at the beginning." The brown-haired woman who chased after her patted the back of the girl who was vomiting bile. "But after seeing it too much, we gradually became numb."
After sitting back in the cafe, the brown-haired woman waved to the waiter and brought a glass of water for mouthwash to Shi Junjun, who was looking very bad.
"If you want me to join you, why did you tell me what you said before?"
After rinsing her mouth, the girl endured the discomfort and asked. She didn't quite understand the former's behavior, which was similar to exposing family scandals.
"It's better to say all the bad things upfront than to be disappointed when you find out."
The corners of her mouth twitched, and the brown-haired woman fiddled with the small spoon on the sugar cube plate with her right hand, while her eyes drifted to the birds chirping on the roof outside the cafe:
"I have seen too many young people who joined us with enthusiasm, but after seeing some things, they thought they had seen through this dirty world, and chose to quit in despair."
"I don't want you to become such a person in the future, so I told you all those words in advance. By the way, what I just told you are high-level secrets within us. If it is spread to outsiders, I will
There’s no guarantee that anything bad will happen.”
"Then why did you tell me..."
"Because I'm very optimistic about you." The brown-haired woman stopped moving and looked at Shi Junjun, "Your eyes are very clean, and..."
"What about other than that?"
"You are the first person in Portugalet City to take the initiative to help us." The brown-haired woman replied simply, "In addition, you are not a local here and have a relatively clean background, so I want to recruit you to join our second team.
Squadron 19."
The brown-haired woman was relieved when she said these words.
She was good at drawing swords and slashing with thugs hired by slave traders, but she was almost stumped by speaking high-sounding and empty words.
Each detachment of the inspection brigade under the kingdom's anti-slave trade department is strictly limited to fifty members, and not all team members who are lost in daily battles with slave traders can be replaced in time.
The 29th Squadron under her command came to the city of Portugalet to investigate the underground slave trade, and so far has lost eight investigators and four team members.
Coupled with the four people who were seriously injured and sick and incapacitated, the 29th detachment, which originally had only forty-five people and was less than full strength, now only has twenty-nine members including her.
Among them were three slightly injured people.
After obtaining the location of the old Frings' underground slave market and wanting to completely clean up the slave traders in Porto Galette City, they are bound to have a fierce battle with those slave traders.
She didn't know what her chances of winning were with her current manpower, and the support from the Southern Squadron Headquarters was far away.
Those officials who will never learn a lesson no matter how many times they go through it, always use the excuse that "without accurate information, you cannot send out support at will, which will increase unnecessary expenses for His Majesty's treasury", and use the excuse of adding supplementary information to the approval process for sending additional support.
The expressions of the members of the 29th Squadron were delayed indefinitely.
So now she must win over anyone she can win over. The premise is that this person must be reliable and have decent skills and will not hold them back.
And Shi Junjun, who had just sent them information and captured the slave trader's thugs with his own hands, obviously met this standard.