"A vegetable soup and two pieces of dry bread, and a cup of barley tea."
In the underground city cafeteria, the young man yawned and bought his breakfast today from the arrogant chef in front of the window.
The tall and muscular cook put food on the plate and said, "What's wrong? You look listless. Did you go find the little wild cat last night?"
The chef and the young man in front of the window are old acquaintances. It turns out that if he has time, the young man with some cooking skills will help in the kitchen of the cafeteria to earn extra money.
However, because he owed Mayena a huge debt, the boy worked in Mayena's fortune telling shop to repay the money, and he did not come to the canteen to help for a while.
"You think too much about how old I am."
The young man covered his mouth and yawned again. Since he didn't have a mirror, he didn't know if he had dark circles around his eyes. In short, his complexion was definitely different.
"Haha, I heard that a black-haired boy went to a brothel yesterday and made quite a fuss."
After saying that, the cook handed the plate to the young man.
Since the "Spring of Huansha" is also open to ordinary slaves, it not only attracts many nobles from other places to come here, it is also very popular among the lower classes of Tieyu City.
After taking it, the young man said: "Hey! I'm going to help deal with the rats in the basement, and I'm not staying overnight. Really, what are you trying to do?"
The young man did not intend to tell the truth about the situation underground in the brothel. After all, if this matter spread out, it would definitely affect the reputation of the brothel. It was better to conceal this kind of thing.
"Haha, you are half an adult now, we men all understand."
"Oh, whatever you think..."
Seeing the cook's lewd smile, the young man shrugged helplessly and turned away from the window.
It seems that the news that he went to a prostitute has spread.
Although the boy didn't think he was a celebrity, the violent vibration caused by the explosion in the basement still had a big impact on the people in the brothel.
"Spring of Huansha" is the largest and most famous brothel in Tieyu City, and news of the accident spread very quickly. Since the young man happened to be a participant, his situation was naturally included in the news spread by word of mouth.
As the lower class of Iron Feather City, slaves have very few entertainment activities. After completing their work, the steel coins on hand are not enough to go to the brothel for fun or to buy wine or special drinks. The extra money
In my free time, I basically just gossip with others while eating.
"Long time no see! Little brother."
The young man was holding the tray and trying to find a place to sit down. Suddenly, a big bald man came over and greeted him, and behind him were two strong men.
"Eh? You are?"
The young man looked very familiar to the bald head, but he couldn't remember it, and looking at the posture of the bald head and the people around him, he thought he was here to cause trouble.
The bald man was stunned when he saw the young man's reaction. He had no choice but to spread his hands and said, "Um? I'm Boronar! Brother! How come you forgot me so quickly!"
"Aha! Sorry, sorry! I got hit on the head recently and I'm always confused!"
The young man bowed his head in embarrassment and apologized to the strong man. He remembered Boronar, his former Horned Beast brother who had always shown goodwill to him after the battle with the Horned Beast.
This seemingly fierce and strong man, in fact, after several contacts, he could feel that the other person was not a bad person, and his relationship with Boronar could be regarded as a relatively light friend.
"Hey, I heard that you were seriously injured after the battle with that Bai Feng!"
Boronard, who was also carrying a tray full of food, sat down next to the boy, and the other two strong men also sat down near the boy.
"Oh? Is it actually him?"
"I didn't expect it. I really couldn't tell that this thin brother could be so powerful."
After the two strong men heard that this young man was actually the one who defeated Bai Feng, they were also amazed and looked at the young man with more awe.
The slave fighters in the Coliseum generally have no grudges against each other. Since they are negotiating business at the edge of the knife, no one wants to make too many enemies.
But this world essentially still abides by the law of the jungle. The strong will be respected and this will not change among slave fighters.
Since the boy was able to defeat Bai Feng, the strongest man in the Colosseum who had almost no defeats, then in their eyes the boy was the new strongest man in the Colosseum, and they were naturally in awe of him.
"Excuse me. I just won by luck."
It’s impossible to win if you try it again, right?
After the young man fought against Bai Feng, he basically lost the confidence to defeat her in a short-term head-to-head confrontation. Bai Feng's strength was indeed far superior to his, and he would not be dazzled by a victory full of coincidences.
Boronar smiled and said: "Haha, luck is also a part of strength. It would be good if we can survive from that tigress."
These words made the young man a little confused, and he followed the meaning and asked: "Ah? Has that female tiger killed anyone in the big battlefield?"
Strong Man A said: "Yes, she has not only killed her opponents in the big arena once or twice, but it is said that there are also her own kind inside. Of course, even if we don't want to compete with her for victory, we will be beaten for several days.
Can’t get out of bed.”
"this......"
It seems different from the Bai Feng in my impression.
Bai Feng, who gave up an easy victory in order to pursue the justice in his heart, does not look like a cruel and murderous person.
This made the young man frown. He stopped joining in the conversation and just kept his head down while eating.
"Oh, by the way, have you heard about it?"
So Boronal started chatting with his brothers.
"What did you hear?" Strong Man A said.
While chewing the bloody steak, Boronar said: "There seems to be something wrong with the orc slaves, especially the tiger slaves."
"What?"
"Is it something at the mine? I heard that some Khajiit miners dug up ghouls and were bitten by them."
"Yes, it seems that someone on the Tiger Man side has died." Strong Man B added.
Hearing this, the young man couldn't sit still and asked: "Huh? Is the injured one from the tiger man's side?"
Boronar nodded affirmatively and said: "Yes, even if the tiger man is responsible for the things at the mine, some of us here have also dug up some bad things."
Slaves basically go to the mines in the south of the city to work voluntarily for nearly a week every month. Slave workers of different races work in separate blocks and even have separate living areas.
It is said that this is to prevent slaves of different races from colluding after being in contact with each other for a long time. Of course, it seems that the development of feelings between male and female slaves of various races will lead to the birth of mixed races that are not recognized by the world. In short, slaves of different races are in daily contact.
There are fewer opportunities, and due to the language barrier, they are basically two completely isolated circles from each other.
Relevant news about Khajiit slaves will leak out, which also shows that this incident may be quite serious.
"Really? I think I've heard this news too, but what bad stuff did we dig up here?"
The young man heard about this from Lan Ji, and at that time Lan Ji thought that this incident might be related to the unusual movements in the basement, so she couldn't help but become curious.
"I heard it was a talking gem. It seemed like there was a demon attached to it. People who touched it rarely survived a day, and were found dead in their beds the next night."
The strong man B who had just answered continued to say guiltily: "It happened to be my brother who dug out that strange stone. He kept talking nonsense when he came back. I thought he was just tired or had taken too many drugs. I didn't expect it.
He died the next day, and there were other people involved. I'm afraid the demon ate their souls."
"What is so evil? What happened to the gem now?"
"It seems to be enshrined in a temple. Of course, I haven't been there and don't know."
"A lot of evil things have happened recently. Someone dug up the miasma of death in the mine to the west. It's impossible to go to that level. There are still six or seven miners who died in it."
"Oh? Is there any other news?"
The young man was gradually attracted by these events and unconsciously forgot about the cold barley tea.
Seeing that the young man was so interested, Boronar didn't want to spoil the fun. He scratched his smooth scalp and said: "Well, there aren't many major events in our city, but it is said that there is a murderer in the town on the seaside to the north outside the city.
Appeared and killed dozens of people."
The young man said doubtfully: "Is it so scary? I remember that most towns have a garrison, right? How could a murderer be able to kill so many people?"
"I'm not sure. I still heard what my sweetheart said yesterday. She said she heard the news while serving a businessman from that town. Many fishmongers died, and it seemed that a fisherman and his son died.
It was especially miserable, everything from head to hand was cut into pieces and thrown into the sea, and nothing could be fished out."
The lovers mentioned by slave fighters are usually prostitutes they are familiar with. The sources of information that prostitutes in the flesh business have access to are often much more complex than those of other slaves. The anecdotes they tell from outside the city often become the favorites of slaves after dinner.
One of the topics of discussion.
"Uh, why are they all very unlucky things? Are there no happy things?"
The boy actually joined the conversation to change his mood. The impact of Uluka's memory on him has not faded yet. Unexpectedly, there seemed to be many unusual things happening both inside and outside Iron Feather City, which aggravated the boy's anxiety.
The feeling of uneasiness in my heart.
"Haha, brother, the biggest good news is that you defeated that tigress and made us human warriors feel proud!"
"Eh? Ah! Thanks! Thanks!"
Unexpectedly, he was also part of everyone's conversation. The young man couldn't laugh or cry.
"I'm full, so I'll take my leave now."
After saying that, the young man drank the cold barley tea in his cup and left his seat.
"Okay little brother, walk slowly."
Boronar waved to the boy who was leaving, and then continued chatting with his brothers...
Out of guilt for Mayena, even though he had enough reasons to ask for leave, the boy still went to Mayena's divination parlor.
But Mayena didn't seem to be there. The boy was prepared for the possibility of being scolded by the high elf. He shouted loudly in the store several times but received no response.
"Forget it, I'll do something myself..."
Maybe Mayena is still dealing with the seal matter.
The young man didn't plan to go back just like that. He wanted to do something first so that Mayena could feel some sincerity when she came back.
There were many small objects that looked very delicate on the shelves on both sides of the divination hall. Even though they were covered with dust, the boy still didn't dare to clean them.
After briefly cleaning the dust at the entrance of the store, the boy also tidied up Mayena's messy counter table.
In addition to some open ancient books and account books that had been piled up for an unknown period of time and were covered with dust, there was also a used tea set on the table.
"This seems like...something's wrong?"
The young man who was about to clean up suddenly noticed something unusual.