"...Sorry, no need." Xavier raised his eyes tiredly.
"Master, please don't refuse so quickly. How about you come with me to the store first and then make a decision?" The slave merchant rubbed his hands and looked at Xavier eagerly.
"..." Xavier pondered for a moment, "The carriage, we need the carriage, as well as the family crest and clothes of the local nobles. If you can help us get it, I can try to consider going."
"Okay." Simbuta grinned. Compromise was the beginning of the deal, which showed that His Highness was already a little shaken.
"Forty gold dragons, if you want to imitate a particularly high-end family emblem, the materials needed must be rare metals." Simbuta twirled his fingers and quickly calculated the price.
"Thirty." Xavier looked away, mercilessly discounting a quarter of the original price.
"Hey, I didn't expect that young master, you actually have the essence of a businessman. Thirty is thirty, I will let the people under me do it now. It will definitely be much faster than you yourself."
Simbuta immediately beamed and waved his hand. A man in black who had been following a few people dodged past them and ran towards the urban area of the slum.
Following the slave merchant, he walked through the complex and intertwined slums before long, and a building that looked larger than the others appeared in front of Xavier. Although this building was also in dilapidated condition, and you could even see the dilapidated interior, it was just a skeleton.
Others are three or four times bigger.
"Hey, you know, it's not good to be too ostentatious when doing business here." Simbuta still had a bright smile, but it was more like a superficial smile.
Walking into the big building, it looked more like a ruin. Stones and steel bars were exposed in a chaotic manner, and sand and stones would fly when people walked around. Simbuta walked up to a stone brick skillfully and flipped it with familiarity.
its location.
"Boom!" The stone slab close to the ground slowly opened, followed by the continuous sound of stones hitting the ground. Through the dark light of the slum, a stone staircase could be vaguely seen under the stone slab opening.
Secret passage? Arthur narrowed his eyes and hurriedly stepped forward, walking in front of Xavier so that he could protect his master as soon as possible if something happened.
"Mr. Knight, you don't have to do this. As businessmen, we will definitely protect the lives of our customers." Simbuta reminded Arthur seemingly in good faith.
After the three of them walked down the stone staircase and the secret passage, Simbuta followed in. He moved a few stones in the secret passage again, and the stone slabs slowly closed with a "bang", taking away the dim light of the slum.
Every time I walked ten steps, a wax oil lamp would light up on the dug stone wall on the side, as if someone was controlling it. The flames were shaking, and the enlarged shadows of several people appeared on the other wall.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the slave trader cleared his throat, and his shrill voice was amplified countless times by the small space.
"Welcome to my underground world, friends. There are more resources here than the black market. Of course, you must have enough gold dragons."
Simbuta's eyes narrowed like a disgusting old fox. He snapped his fingers, and several ore lamps instantly illuminated the entire underground chamber.
"Hiss..." Xavier frowned slightly, while Arthur and Naples took a breath of air.
The black armors all around were like sculptures, hidden in the darkness at the edge. If they hadn't been breathing slightly, Arthur almost wouldn't have noticed it!
In several huge cages, some huge monsters were imprisoned. Long iron chains penetrated their ribs. Even the irritable Ye Kelan Satsuma Bear could only "hum" and "hum".
Panting, the other cherished monsters were even more dying.
"Most of these are the pets of some nobles with special habits. I guess they are of little use to His Highness... I can always call you His Highness now, right? They are not of much use to Your Highness."
Simbuta looked at Arthur and Naples with somewhat satisfied expressions, but when facing Xavier, she was a little uncertain.
"You plan to let us know that you have this strength." Xavier looked at Simbuta, his eyes as calm as the sea.
"You are so smart, Your Highness. It is always so pleasant to talk to smart people." Simbuta let out a heart-wrenching laugh.
"Then, please come with me here."
Following Simbuta, Xavier did see many rare species that had never appeared in the Holy City.
But the Warcraft in this world are just some untamed beasts, except for their strange appearance. He also saw some rare medicinal herbs and bought some healing herbs. The slave merchant also smiled and said that Xavier could take them as he pleased.
It seems that the chemical system he established is limited to the Holy City, and the spread of the Alchemist Guild is not very effective. The world seems to have entered the steam age, but in remote places, life is still so low.
It is hard to imagine that there is such a large underground city of slave traders under the slums. Maybe this is the real black market in the slums, or the resources of the black market in the slums are obtained from here.
Xavier wouldn't believe it if he said that the so-called black market had nothing to do with this place.
"Here, Your Highness, I wonder what kind of slave you like? Is it a demi-human, a half-orc, or a human?" Simbuta showed his evil smile again, "There are also high-level magical beasts that signed the contract, life.
As for the contract, I think as a disciple of the master of alchemy, His Highness should be very clear about it, right?"
The life contract is the only thing Xavier discovered that is different from the world he once had. This slave brand will accompany the slave throughout his life and directly annihilate the slave's soul when he tries to resist.
It's more like magic.
The wooden door slowly opened, and rotten dust was flying, as if no one had entered for a long time.
"The lowest price here is tens of thousands of gold long. Alas, I haven't sold anything for a long time. Compared with slaves like me, those nobles prefer the dancers and singers on the stage." Simbuta put on a depressed look.
Look.
"Just like the Ye Karen you know..." Simbuta choked suddenly, and a coldness pouring from the depths of his soul enveloped him like death.
It was the fear that emerged from the bottom of his heart, like the gaze of a devil, or the suffocation caused by the rough sea. The air seemed to solidify in an instant. Simbuta coughed a few times in pain and turned his head sharply.
Xavier, who was standing behind him, tilted his head slightly, his long eyelashes drooping, covering his ice-blue eyes.
But Simbuta can be sure that just now he saw those blue eyes on the edge of the gold-wired monocle!
The feeling of suffocation disappeared, and Simbuta realized that his forehead was already covered with cold sweat, even reaching his cheeks.
He picked up the handkerchief and wiped it with fear. The flattering smile on his face became low. He began to be afraid. Those were devils, those were devils, those were the eyes that only devils have!
When you walk into this house, it seems even bigger, and there is even a small pool. The cages are neatly placed, and the sound of iron locks "squeaking" indicates that someone is moving around.
Dark, damp, smelly, and hopeless.
This place is more like hell on earth! Arthur's cheeks trembled. The knight's sense of justice made him unable to even look directly at this scene.
The desperate-looking demi-human and human girls have their hands locked in huge shackles, and long anklets are embedded inside the cage. They have a little freedom of movement, but it is more like they are keeping wild beasts in captivity.
The slaves were sitting naked next to the pool, as if they had not seen the three Xaviers enter. Their exposed skin was covered with scars from whips, and soft sobs could be heard from time to time.
The moment they saw the last Simbuta, the slaves at the front were immediately frightened as if they were electrocuted, and screamed softly. Then they fell to their knees, with nothing but surrender on their weak and pale faces.