Shurima, Xiaosai Desert, and the border city of Locksai.
There are five types of people in this desert city ruled by Shurima warlord Titus,
From high to low status, they are divided into Titus's army and cronies, Noxians, armed merchant families who live in the inner city and are protected by Titus with high taxes, desert free people living in the outer city, and
Slaves whose status is lower than that of pigs and dogs can be seen everywhere.
The warlord Titus inherited his father's bandit group and fought his way out of the chaotic and dangerous Kosai Desert. With his ingenuity and absolute strength, he won the dominance of the border city of Locksai and became the leader of the people outside the Kosai Desert.
One of the three major warlord forces.
Needless to say, the Noxians, due to their absolute strength and ruthless and domineering methods, most of the cruel and capricious Shurima warlords appear relatively docile and harmless in front of the Noxians.
Generally speaking, the Noxians who dare to venture into Roxer alone have more or less military backgrounds. No matter from which aspect, the Noxians are the first echelon members who are least likely to be trifled with.
, if there is no crazy money to work for, the cost of planning will be far higher than the return, and no one will do stupid things.
In particular, the desert exploration teams from the imperial army have always been extremely dangerous elements urging the warlords to excavate ancient tombs. Most of these desert exploration teams are equipped with terrifying and enviable enchanted equipment. These people kill without blinking an eye, and have already
It is unknown how many Shurima bandits who were so greedy that their eyes turned red became the dead souls of the Noxians.
Everyone is strong enough to fight one against ten. Without some special means and the determination to defeat the empire to the death, even Titus, the lord of the ancient city, would not want to provoke the Noxians.
The armed merchant families at the third level are typical Shurima-style violent groups. Thanks to the harsh environment of the Shurima continent, most of these merchant families started out as bandits and bandits, killing people without calculation. When they break out of the siege,
After accumulating enough capital to gain momentum, these capable bandits established their own families and transformed themselves into respectable lords.
On this thorny road, it is inevitable to do some unscrupulous things, plundering people, massacring villages, snatching supplies, and the bandit nature of plucking feathers has been deeply rooted in the blood. Even now, there are still many people who do it for peace and promise.
The armed merchant families who had joined the Texas Empire and hung up the 'civilization' plaque were still secretly doing some 'coining things'.
It's okay for the fellow small businessmen who paid the protection fee and were protected by the armed caravan. If the foreign visitors who don't understand the nature of the armed caravan easily drink a cup of hot tea handed over by the caravan manager, I'm afraid they will inevitably break out in the warm and hospitable smile.
I went to sleep, and when I woke up, I was 'surprised' to find that I suddenly had a free trial card for 'Shurima Slave' in my life journey.
There is no need to go into details about the specific types of experience cards. After all, there has always been no distinction between men and women in the class of 'slaves', only health and disease, beauty or ugliness.
In fact, it is far more difficult to make a visual class jump in the Shurima continent than imagined. The armed merchant family already has a status that most Shurima people can't even dream of. They can become a small businessman in the border city of Loxese instead of being...
A Shuriman who eats nothing from others is already considered a great person,
The vast majority of people are still in the class of desert free people. In a strict sense, the so-called desert free people are not recognized by any authoritative official organization. The existing 'freedom' is just that they have not been attacked for the time being.
He was given a sap and branded with the mark of a slave,
Even in the ancient desert border city of Roxai, there is a possibility of losing freedom and becoming a slave. However, because of the presence of the city guards, rational slave traders will restrain themselves to a certain extent, but slave traders still cannot let go.
Apart from those silly fat sheep with no background or ability, there are quite a few Demacian noble ladies and charming ladies who come to Shurima to visit and work hard in the Loxese brothel.
Because life is too difficult, free people with a certain level of strength will choose to take up swords and become mercenaries or armed soldiers of merchant families. If they do not want to join a certain family and become exploited herdsmen or sand beast hunters, freedom
People can only join a violent organization to seek asylum.
The status of producers living in Loxese is slightly stronger than that of slaves. If you want to live with some dignity, you will inevitably do some things like killing and killing.
As for the slaves at the bottom, they are private property that can walk in the city of Roxer. Their status as free citizens can be lost at any time. It is difficult to cut off the face marked with slavery by yourself.
Ascend to heaven.
At this moment, the sun has set. In the outer city of Roxer, in a station belonging to the free mercenaries [Ahar Mercenary Group], a twelve-year-old girl with short black and blue hair is holding a handle covered with rust and
The gapped desert one-handed knife was used to chop at the wooden stake of the training dummy in a measured and precise manner.
The girl was wearing a leather shorts and trousers that had been ripped off from someone's body and had been modified. There was already a blood mark on the palm of her hand wrapped with cloth, but the girl was still gritting her teeth and persisting.
Being tempered by the sand and dangers, the girl's wheat-colored skin, which was no longer immature, was covered with sweat. Even compared to the orphans who were struggling to make a living in the Shurima military camp, the girl was definitely worthy.
Be diligent and hardworking.
The girl's eyebrows are straight, her face is a typical oval face, her appearance is delicate, her nose is high, and even wearing a bra cannot hide her tall breasts.
Her firm buttocks make her look youthful and lovely, especially her pair of dark brown phoenix eyes, which are exceptionally bright, adding an extra dash of girlish heroic demeanor to the already extraordinary-looking girl, making her full of desire to conquer.
If someone with this appearance was born into a wealthy family, or if the tribe and parents have not been slaughtered by the bloodthirsty beasts of the Saenz who are rooted in the depths of the desert, they will inevitably be stepped over by the in-laws who want to marry them. At this moment, the girl
Her overly beautiful appearance has become an obstacle in her life to gain dignity.
It has been four years since she joined the Elha Mercenary Group.
Four years ago, she could only smear her face with stinky mud to protect her little scavenger. Even the slave merchant would not spend too much effort to capture her, the stinky little beggar. Now,
But she could no longer hide her appearance by any means,
The girl took a step back slightly, and after regaining her composure, she looked at the men surrounding the training ground with the corner of her eye.
The male mercenary whispered obscenely and vulgarly, his eyes unabashedly sticking to her skin, so hot and greedy that they were like long sticky tongues, eager to open her leather breast protector that was soaked with sweat.
Little by little, remove the bra wrap and leather trousers that are strong enough.
She had tried her best to adapt herself to such sight, but she still felt a little nauseous at this moment.
When she was young, this situation was not too serious. Even a few bastard mercenaries who were interested in little girls would restrain their hands because of the face of the mercenary leader. Now the eyes of these seniors of the mercenary group
But they made no secret of it - they looked at themselves as if they were looking at a prostitute.
Free mercenaries who fight for money are synonymous with lawlessness. Many mercenaries in the regiment squander the money they make in brothels in outer cities.
Women are rare in this profession of licking blood from the edge of a knife, and beautiful women are even rarer than gems in burial pits. She knows her own value, so she is very uneasy. If it weren't for her, there would still be a mercenary captain.
With her special status as an attendant, these mercenaries would definitely break into her tent while she was sleeping.
Even though she had shown her hard work and talent in combat, these mercenaries could only see her body, and those who usually took care of her would most likely turn into wild beasts and tear themselves apart.
She knew that the rusty one-handed knife in her hand could not protect her now. The only one who could protect her was the leader of the mercenary group, her nominal follower, the legendary leader of the Ahar mercenary group, Ai
Ha Zhai Haluo.
Feeling that the matter had become urgent, the girl made up her mind to talk to the group leader. Safety was relatively guaranteed - at least the group leader Aiha was more concerned about wealth and fame than women.
Seeing the girl put away the knife, the male mercenary, who was the thickest, wearing only a war skirt and a scar on his bare chest, licked his lips with unsatisfied interest. After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he smiled and showed his smoky yellow teeth.
"Little Sivir, you're not going to practice now? Seeing that you're out of breath, do you want to go to Uncle Sandy's place for a drink?"
"Brother Sandy, the best thing you can say is wine."
A mercenary responded frivolously, and seven or eight mercenaries burst into laughter. The atmosphere was extremely lively.
Sivir looked at Sandy. As a famous mercenary gangster and the third most powerful two-handed sword warrior, Sandy's most famous deed was the female warrior who humiliated the enemy on the battlefield.
On weekdays, the group leader Aiha often turns a blind eye to the other women in the mercenary group. In order to keep Sandy.
Although he was fatally injured, he is still active and bullying others. Sandy, who has a bad character, is extremely powerful. The scar on his chest that hurts near the heart is enough to explain everything.
Sivir has no doubt that if Sandy takes the lead in asking for him from the group leader Aha, and if Sandy is willing to give all his loyalty, the group leader Aha will definitely tie him to Sandy's bed without hesitation.
"Brother Sandie, you know I'm not very good at drinking. It's better to wait until I grow up. Then I'll treat Brother Sandie to a drink."
After speaking in a humble and condescending manner, Sivir walked away without looking back, and the mercenaries laughed frivolously again.
"It seems that our little Sivir is shy. Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that little Sivir would grow up so well when he was only twelve years old. Why didn't I notice it before?"
"You know you can tell the difference between old ladies!
Brother Sandy, are you ready to attack Sivir? She belongs to the group leader."
Hearing this, Sandy spat on the ground with disdain.
"So what? The boss doesn't like women anyway. Sivir grew up in our mercenary group, so he must not take advantage of others. Let's talk to the boss. Sivir must be mine.
Damn it, I have played with women all my life and I have never seen a woman as stunning as little Sivir... But I’m going to put the ugly words up front. Sivir is the woman I like. Without my order, who of you would dare to do anything to little Sivir?
Sivir takes action, whose leg I will chop off!"
"Brother Sandy, the best thing you can talk about is the legs."
Sandy suddenly looked at the smiling mercenary and kicked the mercenary into the ground.
"If you can't speak, shut up your stinky mouth! You'll know if your legs are bad by then. I'm not kidding you!"
Hearing what Sandy said, the other mercenaries were overjoyed and patted their chests in assurance.
"We listen to Brother Sandy in everything! We will do whatever Brother Sandy says!"
Nodding with satisfaction, Sandy sneered.
"Follow me, and you will enjoy it. Which of the women in the group is not submissive? How can I treat you badly when I turn to meat?"
"Long live Brother Sandy!"
After leaving the training ground, Sivir came to the door of the only stone house in the camp with a calm face under the gaze of others.
After hesitating for a moment, Sivir called out.
"Captain Aha, I am Sivir."
I didn't know what Aiha was busy with. It wasn't until ten minutes later that the man in the room replied calmly, "Come in."
Sivir took a deep breath, held the hilt of the sword with blood stains firmly, and quickly released it. It was just a small movement, but Sivir gained a lot of courage to bargain.
The girl pushed open the wooden door reinforced with iron bars and long nails, and came to stand in front of the man who was as tall and strong as a lion, with wheat-colored blond hair, and stood in a neither humble nor haughty position.
Aha Trihalo, the strongest member of the Ahar mercenary group, was also the benefactor who accepted her into the mercenary group against all objections.
She has always had enough respect for the man in front of her, but after four years of getting along, the man didn't seem to care about her overtures.
"Sivir, why did you come to see me?"
The man with a rough and majestic face was as straightforward as ever, and there was no obvious emotion on Gujing Mubo's face.
It was clear that now was not the time to beat around the bush, Sivir said seriously.
"Captain Aiha, Sandy is ready to attack me."
"so what?"
Aha Zhaihaluo said calmly.
"Sandy doesn't want money when he leaves the battlefield, and doesn't want his life when he goes to the battlefield. He only wants women. He can bring me the heads of enemies and the skin and flesh of sand beasts. What can you bring me? Or do you think it is natural for the mercenary group to support you?
, no need to pay anything?”
Sivir is certainly not without her efforts. In fact, she has done all the work that the trainee mercenaries need to do. She does not need the work that the trainee mercenaries do, such as being responsible for the cleanliness of Aha's residence, the sanitation of the station, and even the work that the cook needs to do.
She also did a lot of collecting firewood and carrying water.
However, this is not enough, or in other words, in the eyes of Aha Zhaihaluo, these contributions that cannot bring wealth cannot be regarded as contributions.
