Looking at the cabin below the deck, Hill couldn't help but let out a 'tsk' sound.
Creatures like half-succubi really have rotten thoughts.
The slaves below, both men and women, were tied into strange postures, but some of them were particularly outstanding. The half-succubus probably wanted to train them out of boredom, so he hung them on the iron frame with ropes.
There were several elves inside, and Hill just heard the desperate cry of one of them.
Hill was actually not sure whether he was a half-elf, but as long as he heard the Elvish language, it was enough for him to start a war with good reason.
The manager of the port seemed to be running over with his men.
Hill glanced back.
The red-robed businessman who knew very well what it meant to be flexible and stretchable bowed deeply to Hill, who was floating in the air: "Dear Mr. Archmage, I wonder if we have the honor to do something for you."
Hill nodded slightly: "Untie it."
Then he waved his staff and sent each of the sailors hiding in the shadows in the corner a big fireball.
Hill will never hold any trial to see if these people have any dark pasts and can only take shelter under the half-succubi. He will not care about how bitter their pasts are and whether they deserve another chance to live.
He knew very well what kind of creature a half-succubus was, and people who really had any good intentions would only be tied to these iron frames.
Hill glanced at the released people.
No matter what race they are, anyone who can attract the attention of a half-succubus has a certain charm. He turned around and asked the businessman: "Where does the half-succubus plan to sell these people?"
"Dear Mr. Archmage, we only know that every twenty years, she will bring a batch of goods through Longyan Planet, but her power is definitely not something that we ordinary merchants can resist.
In the past... there were 16 big businessmen in Longyan Star, but the whole family of those who had the courage has disappeared."
He lowered his head, his tone was humble, but his attitude was very firm. They didn't want to get involved in any fight now.
Hill frowned: "Tom, it's impossible not to respond to the sincere prayers of his followers."
"Mr. Archmage, as long as you are a businessman, you cannot be absolutely pious to any god." The businessman said with a hint of helplessness, "If we want to become the top businessman, our most devout faith... will only be the moving jingle of gold coins.
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Tom's willingness to admit that we are his disciples is already the best reward for us, and no one dares to expect anything else."
Hill finally understood a little about the ecology of Longyan Planet.
The followers of Thom...sometimes are just an adjective, which only proves that they are indeed lawful and good, and the loyal god who rarely compromises has also rarely softened his heart.
He couldn't help but press his forehead: merchant families such as Longyan Star, when all the gods fell into Toril in the turbulent years, although they gave up the trading goddess Vol'jin and changed their beliefs, it is true that
They stuck to their bottom line.
So this should be Thom's reward for them.
This time Hill took it for granted.
He really didn't expect that Thom, who had always been so die-hard in Toril, would be so reasonable outside the planet.
Hill glanced at the panicked slaves. It was impossible for him to take them to the star realm.
"I still have something to do and need to go to the star world for a walk." Hill slowly said to the businessman who performed well, "I remember that there is a hotel in Longyan Star. Please help me take care of them for half a month. This is
remuneration."
Hill threw a money bag at him.
The red-robed businessman who kept his head lowered was just like what he said, he was extremely sensitive to the sound of gold coins, and he quickly caught the money bag with both hands without raising his head.
There is a full 500 gold in it. Even if the price of Longyan Star is high, it is enough for these 20 slaves to live for half a year.
"I paid enough." Hill said word by word.
"Longyanxing will definitely serve you wholeheartedly." The businessman immediately answered, "Before you come back, you will ensure that they live a safe and healthy life, and not one of them will be missing."
Hill sneered: "I don't think anyone wants to see my pillar of fire again."
He solemnly said: "If one person is missing, I will definitely not mind burning down the entire Longyan planet."
Hill didn't say much to those slaves. When the male elf, whose status was obviously different from the other ones, stood up staggeringly, he told them in Elf language to wait for him on Longyan Star for a while, and he would try his best.
Come back early to take them back to Toril.
The male elf soon understood that he had been rescued by his own race.
Then he turned around and rushed into the back of the cabin, the bright pink bedroom that was obviously very luxurious.
Hill actually kept his eyes away from the bedroom that made him a little disgusted. After he saw that thing, he decided never to say that Barbie fans are cute again.
But looking at the elf's reaction, Hill pursed his lips. He still had too little adventure experience.
The elf came out holding a big box: "Mr. Archmage, this is all the property of the slave merchant. Please keep it."
Hill waved and took the box into his hands and put it away without looking at it: "I will come back as soon as possible. You should take good care of yourself first."
If it weren't for the half-succubus who wanted to sell them for a good price, these elves wouldn't be where they are now and still have more than half of their energy, but they've also been damaged a lot and need to recover for a few years, otherwise their lifespans will be affected.
of.
Hill didn't do anything else, just threw a small money bag to the elf as a reward.
He acted very coldly, and several of the slaves who had been trying to win his sympathy could only follow the merchant dejectedly.
Hill returned to his magic ship and was about to leave directly when he received a product catalog of Longyan Star.
This catalog is a small rare item associated with the trading board in the Longyan Star Hall. Generally, those magic captains with huge trading volumes can get a copy.
Of course, there are also those who are powerful. This is because the slave merchant does not need to get off the ship at all. Whatever she wants, she can just confirm it in the catalog and have it delivered directly to her door.
This typical cash on delivery transaction relies on the honesty and trustworthiness of Long Yanxing as an intermediary. Even if it is an evil camp, as long as they abide by their rules, they will provide certain services, but they are absolutely not allowed to enter the port.
Hill shook his head helplessly, opened the catalog and took a few glances, then commanded the magic ship to fly into the star realm.
Although villains like half-demon will not appear in his territory, some evil spirits are not so strong and they are allowed to enter the shopping street.
Long Yanxing just did a little more than him, which happened to exceed Hill's bottom line, but it really didn't matter in Toril.
In the eyes of many people, Hill is actually nosy.
Although Hill acted so powerful, he also felt a lot of hostility at that time. Until he spoke to the elf alone, the hostility disappeared instantly.
This is the benefit that the elven ancestors left for future generations with their iron blood. Everyone understands that if you capture elves as slaves, it is best to avoid being discovered by any elves, otherwise, you will definitely die.
If the elves are sure that they cannot save their own people, the final solution must be to kill the people, and then make a blood oath to spend the rest of their lives hunting down those who dare to buy and sell elves, even demons.
The blood-sworn pursuit of the elves is based on blood, that is, the sins committed by the ancestors. Even if there are descendants secretly left behind, as long as the elves find out, they will be hunted to death.
That kind of blood oath... can be felt by all elves, including dark elves.
They may take action to skin off their white-skinned companions, but they may also suddenly kill humans or demons who humiliate the white-skinned companions and turn them into slaves.
This means that even in the abyss where the evil camp is located, there is no way to guarantee the safety of yourself and your family.
Of course, if the power is strong enough to allow those dark elves to choose to suppress their own nature, they will let it go, but how many such beings will be interested in slaves?
They already have countless willing followers, so they don't need to go to such trouble.
Freedom is Corellon's deepest obsession planted in the blood of all elves.
Although the captured elf slaves will be placed in a forbidden magic circle, once they find an opportunity, they will directly commit suicide and swear a blood oath with their own lives.
Choosing an elf slave is no ordinary adventure.
Therefore, corrupt people who are interested in elves will basically choose half-elf slaves. If their bloodline is not pure enough, they will not be able to take such a blood oath.
Of course, there will always be unlucky people who bump into the iron plate, and most of the half-elf slaves and elves will choose to save them when they see them.
Generally speaking, humans who really have the ability to get elves actually ask them to swear a follower's oath. Although it is binding, followers can refuse unreasonable demands.
There is no way to brainwash the elves, they have inherited memories.
Hill transferred several letters from the big box directly into his pendant, which was specially marked by the male elf with a few thin gold bars.
Hill could see that symbol. It was a sign that the elves were in danger, signaling that other companions were in danger.
Although he didn't know who he was guarding against, Hill decided not to show it until he returned to Toril.
Hill hit the box in the storage ring with his mental power, making everything inside more chaotic. He suddenly felt like he had hit a big prize.
That male elf was probably caught just to investigate this half-succubus.
Those slaves of other races were obviously very well-trained.
Hill looked at the storage ring on his hand casually. The most contained in it were gold coins, gold bars and jewelry, as well as a few pieces of fine gold and mithril. If anyone really has the ability to see through it, I hope he won't be irritated.
Came to rob.
Being able to predict does not necessarily mean you can fight. Hill is very angry right now!
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._