The high-end slave auction opened with noisy crowds.
Perhaps because of the lack of talent, or because this auction was unusual, the host standing on the stage was actually the slave owner who had previously received Aranza and his party. He tried his best to urge himself to move gracefully, but his greasy figure and roe-headed face were exposed.
of his essence.
"Please be quiet, everyone," not everyone can use amplification magic, the slave owner shouted at the loudspeaker, "Welcome everyone to participate in this auction, first of all, let us welcome the distinguished Jie with warm applause
The arrival of Miss Xi, Miss Cyril, Mr. Aranza, and..."
The applause rang out in unison, but most of it echoed with a curious rhythm. In addition to the nobles who often visited here, there were three more people today, and the slave owner deliberately ignored the surnames and titles of these three people. In fact, the slave owner also
He didn't know which family these three people belonged to, and he didn't dare to ask directly, but he could tell at a glance that the clothes on Jie Xi's body belonged to the palace. In the turbulent war years, the slave owner believed that the nobles who dared to travel in palace clothes were these people.
Definitely not a good person.
As a result, all eyes fell on Aranza and his party, especially Cyril, who was wearing a wolf-head mask, which aroused people's interest even more. These eyes looked carefully, as if they wanted to scan out some useful information.
Cyril still sat silently, and no one could see her expression. Aranza gave the little boy slave a glass of red wine with a smirk, completely ignoring the glances directed at her, while Jessie tapped her fingers on the chair rail.
, waiting for the slaves to be auctioned to come on stage.
The slave owner knew nothing more and said nothing more. After a simple opening statement, he got to the point and called on his servants to pull up the shackled slave. People quickly got into the mood and joined in the price wars, and the appearance of Aranza and his entourage
They put it aside for the time being, but there were also curious nobles who silently observed these three people, because every time a new slave was exhibited, the girl in gorgeous clothes would turn to ask the boy dressed as a warrior, but the boy shook his head again and again, obviously not satisfied.
Planning to take pictures of these slaves, the nobles began to think about the purpose of Aranza and his entourage here, but they would feel relieved when they thought about the two final slaves. Of course, nobles who are interested in the next two final slaves need to think carefully about countermeasures.
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At this time, a strong middle-aged slave was escorted onto the stage by his servants. His upper body was covered with scars, some from battles and some from the whips of these servants.
"This slave is nicknamed Blood Ax Thor. Of course, even though he only has level five combat power, his most eye-catching ability is his endurance. In the war with the orcs, he relied on his unparalleled endurance to fight all the way.
He ran wildly for three days and three nights and escaped from the battlefield. He is an outstanding deserter!"
Hearing this, the people in the audience burst into laughter. Of course, for some ladies with special needs, this is a good slave. Maybe he can last for three days and three nights in some aspects?
Bloodaxe Thor didn't pay attention to these harsh laughter, because at this time, his eyes were focused with great surprise and excitement on the little boy sitting in the front row between Aranza and Cyril. The corners of his mouth twitched,
He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word due to emotion. The little boy also noticed him and started sobbing violently.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Aranza noticed something unusual, patted the little boy on the shoulder and asked.
"dad…"
Cyril, who had been silent all this time, turned around in shock, but Jexi also heard what the little boy said. Before Cyril could speak, she stopped him in advance: "Cyril, I have already said, put away your pity."
Cyril was speechless for a moment, and then sat silently as he had done at the beginning.
Jiexi believes that Cyril is just not adaptable to human society for a while and needs some time to polish it. It won't be long before she recovers and becomes the Cyril who once hunted in the forest.
The little boy who originally held Cyril's pity had his head bowed deeply, holding back tears. However, the despair that permeated his body was being sensed by Aranza without reservation.
"Two hundred gold coins!" Aranza shouted toward the podium.
The entire high-end slave auction area fell silent for a short time with Aranza's shout, and then a burst of discussion broke out. The highest bid for a slave of the same value before was only twenty gold coins, but Aranza actually paid ten times the price for this slave.
, which made them look askance. You must know that two hundred gold coins can arm a combat team with an average combat strength of level five.
With three seconds to count down, no one continued to bid, and the slave owner excitedly knocked the hammer on the deal.
"Aranza!" Jessie looked at him reproachfully.
"Well, Jessie, a good thing must come to an end." Aranza chuckled, seemingly not taking this matter to heart.
"Humph," Jie Xi folded her arms and said dissatisfiedly, "These two hundred gold coins are on your head."
The little boy suddenly knelt down in front of Aranza and thanked him with tears in his eyes. Aranza said nothing and pulled him up to sit up again. Blood Ax Thor, who looked surprised, had been taken off the stage and was waiting for the end of the auction.
Check out later.
The commotion caused by Aranza quickly subsided, but the nobles had to re-evaluate the abilities of Aranza and his party. If you buy a slave with level 5 combat power for two hundred gold coins, no matter whether they are a nouveau riche or a rich family, they must face it.
The auction went on as usual. What surprised Jiexi was that among the slaves in the auction, there were necromancers. Necromancers are hated by the Holy See. Even if they are put up for auction, they will be sanctioned by the Holy See. But Jiexi thought about it again,
In the current war situation, the Holy See is too overwhelmed to take care of itself and cannot spare the power to punish these rebels. In terms of organizations that can operate normally in the war, apart from mercenary offices, they are these chambers of commerce alliances, which are even running at high speed through war.
While Aranza was waiting boredly, the auction finally entered the final stage. The nobles were holding their pockets in their pockets and gearing up for the two final slaves who were about to take the stage.
The first slave in the finale is a mermaid who lost a bet to a noble.
The slave owner smiled and disclosed the secret that the noble had lost the mermaid slave, and exaggerated the beauty of the mermaid, using gorgeous words, which made the nobles who had not planned to buy the mermaid originally moved their hearts. Of course, this was also because the slave owner deliberately ignored the mermaid.
A dangerous effect. The base price of one hundred and fifty gold coins quickly tripled.
The thoughtful nobles secretly observed Aranza and saw that he had no intention of bidding, so they dared to shout out the price.
The auction lasted for ten minutes before the fate of the mermaid was decided. A fat nobleman with a smooth face bought her for seven hundred gold coins. When the slave owner banged the hammer, the nobleman rubbed his hands excitedly and almost drooled.
Out of the mouth.
"Next, is the last slave in this auction, the prairie elf!" The slave owner waited for everyone to recover from the mermaid bidding before continuing to introduce, "This prairie elf not only looks great, but also has a combat power of seven
Level, we sacrificed a lot of soldiers to capture her, and, in order to ensure her quality, we did not damage any part of her..."
Advocating the value of slaves is an indispensable job. Although the words of the slave owner guaranteeing quality were enough to make the men present want to move, he still dutifully continued to preach the beauty of the prairie elves, and also dutifully ignored the arrogance and arrogance of the prairie elves.
The character who defends chastity to death.
The prairie elf was pulled up. Like other slaves, she was shackled on her hands and feet, but the quality of the shackles was obviously better, and her mouth was covered with a patch to prevent her from singing war songs to give her strength to break free from the shackles. She
Her hair was pure white and her skin was the unique pink color of prairie elves. Against the dim light of the venue, she looked extremely alluring. When she was pulled onto the stage, bursts of cheers erupted from the audience.
Aranza also noticed her and pushed Jiexi with her elbow: "Buy her."
"Aranza," Jeesi covered her mouth and chuckled. This prairie elf was indeed a good fighter, but she still couldn't help joking, "In addition to Cyril and me, your partners are all girls. You are
Don’t you have some misconceptions?”
What surprised Jie Xi was that Cyril turned his head quietly. Although his expression could not be seen, he must have looked like he was waiting for an answer.