"Oh, I knew you would say this, Your Highness. Who is the noble eldest son of the Rose family who lives in the great Dancer family? How can he understand the misery of small businessmen like us?"
Simbuta lowered his eyelids and looked depressed. Although he seemed to be complaining about the misery of his life, Xavier only felt hypocrisy in that tone.
As for this slave trader, his face seemed to be covered with another layer of shame, covering up his original appearance, allowing him to maintain a flattering smile.
"Slaves... this is a fundamental violation of the "Gratto Slave Protection Law". This is a violation of one of the seven laws of Sentinoa!"
Arthur roared in a low voice, his expression a bit ferocious. As the chief knight of the Danser family, it was the first time for him to see such a dark place.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Mr. Knight, that kind of law is just a rule made by a few commoners who became the Minister of the Interior. It's just a few untouchables... Oh, I'm sorry, what do you think, Your Highness?"
Simbuta looked at the silver-haired knight strangely, with a trace of ridicule on his lips.
"Their lives are in their own hands."
Xavier said softly, and as soon as he took a step forward, the slave girl crawling on the ground bit her lips and obediently licked her little mouth on Xavier's leather boots.
"Your Highness, she is begging for food from you. Aren't you going to feed them some?"
"Your Highness, if you do this, how will you be different from these disgusting slave traders! Your Highness, as long as you give the order..."
Arthur whipped out his silver sword, and through the dim ore lamp, the sword reflected a long arc of silver.
"Mr. Knight, you are not allowed to mess around here. Put down your weapons. We are making a deal, so we can't harm the peace."
Xavier ignored the two of them. He squatted down gently and held up the girl's chin with his pale hands. He was a little surprised. The girl was very beautiful, with dark brown eyes and beautiful eyes. Her face was beautiful, maybe
If you don't see light for a long time, your skin will turn translucent white.
The few scars on her face gave this slave girl a different sense of broken beauty. The girl turned her head slightly, and there was no aura in her pupils.
Seeing that Xavier had been watching her, she gently untied the clothes that were as torn as a fig leaf, revealing a large area of white and tender skin.
"If Your Highness likes this kind of slave, we have better ones in our shop, and the price is more affordable. This is just a slave that has been spoiled by many nobles. Don't pollute Your Highness's eyes."
Simbuta threw away the chief knight and walked towards Xavier's place.
"Do you want to change your destiny?" Still ignoring the slave merchant, Xavier stared closely into the girl's lifeless eyes.
The girl stopped undressing and tilted her head, as if she didn't understand what Xavier was saying.
"Do you want to change your destiny and change your destiny of being a slave?" Xavier asked very seriously.
The girl seemed to understand, but she just shook her head slightly, her eager eyes seemed to be more concerned about whether Xavier had food.
She was already a dead person, or her heart was already dead. Only people who have been dead for a long, long time would be like this. Xavier stood up and threw a silver to the girl.
The slave merchant's eyes lit up, and he quickly snatched the silver coin from the girl and put it into his pocket. Then he took out a piece of dusty black bread and threw it towards the girl.
"Simbuta, if all your slaves are like this, I will be very disappointed."
Hearing this, the slave merchant's expression suddenly became anxious. He scratched his head. The huge diamond was very eye-catching.
"Oh, Your Highness. You know, those big shots with glamorous appearance always have some strange little habits. Many of them are reluctant to use their own dancers and singers. They can only play with my slaves."
Simbuta pointed to the deep scars on the slave girls' bodies.
"They are all dead. I hope to see a living person." Xavier raised his eyes and looked at Simbuta coldly.
"What your Highness wants is quite special." The slave merchant smiled coquettishly. He pondered for a moment, and several soldiers in the dark came slightly to his side, seeming to be talking to each other.
"But I heard that His Highness doesn't like the Holy Religion?" Simbuta pondered for a long time and asked tentatively.
"Dirty, dark. If you have ever seen your family members tied to a cross, hanged or burned in the name of heresy..." Ice blue seemed to flow out of Xavier's eyes,
"Would you still like it?"
Naples' body on the side was trembling slightly. He had been standing respectfully behind Xavier since he entered the cellar, but now he could clearly feel the anger on his body.
"The so-called mysticism is nothing more than suppressing the development of science. Alchemy is also touted by the Holy Religion. What is the mystery at all?"
"Your Highness, aren't you afraid that I will report what you said to the Holy Cult? These are words only spoken by heretics, and they will lead to the prison of the dead." Simbuta looked at Xavier with a smile.
"Businessmen have to pay taxes on 30% of the gold they earn to the Holy See. As an unscrupulous businessman, you should only pay a lot more. So I believe you hate them too, right?" Xavier sneered.
"Your Highness... you are so smart. I can't describe your wisdom at all. No wonder someone said more than ten years ago that the Dancer family had a genius who surpassed the Duke of Richeille. I have seen it."
Simbuta made a few gestures to the black armor on the side, and then made a "please" gesture to Xavier.
"But Your Highness, you are still a little wrong." Simbuta walked deeper and deeper, and the dark atmosphere in the cellar became stronger and stronger.
There is only the light of candles around, and the cages are getting farther and farther apart. The sounds here are not so noisy, it is very quiet, and the quietness is scary.
"The Holy See is not wrong at all. There are heresies in this world. The real heresies also have real alchemy. Of course, they are not the old men in the Holy City who are making jars."
Simbuta raised his head, his short body looking a little funny.
"Next, I will lead His Highness to see the followers of the demon Mengsa, an unclean degenerate, a real witch."
"Boom" the heavy iron door slowly opened, and in the huge cage, extremely heavy handcuffs were tied on the small wrists. The black armor leading the way lit the candles in his hands and lit the candles around the cage.
She was a very pretty girl, not even 1.5 meters tall. She had a white number-coded bracelet on her left hand.
She sat in the cage with her calves slightly apart, and her long pure white hair without any impurities had grown to touch the ground. The girl sat with her knees in her arms, her head resting lightly on her knees.
Her right leg has been wrapped in a bandage, leaving only a small three-inch golden lotus exposed. Bandages were bandaged in many places on her body, and large dried blood stains were solidified in the bandages. You can imagine how painful torture she had suffered.
The firelight shone on the other purple eye that was not covered by white hair, and Xavier realized that the other person's eyes were open, but that eye was full of despair.
In such a cold cellar, the girl only had a thin light blue cloak and a white lace skirt. She kept them very clean. They must have been given to her by a very important person.
"The witch with purple and blue eyes has been whipped and tortured, but she is still pure. After all, no matter how bold those gentlemen are, they would not dare to do those things to a witch." Simbuta seemed to be looking at a beautiful piece of art.
Taste.
Witches...heresies...isn't this a false thing that the Holy Religion used to consolidate the majesty of dogma, maintain mysticism, and alchemy? Xavier's eyes were full of doubt.
From the moment he truly understood alchemy, Xavier was convinced that there was no magic in this world...
"Heide, show our Highness Xiao Yeluo's witch ability."
Seeing Xavier's suspicion, Simbuta smiled indifferently and waved towards the black armor.
The black armor showed disgust and disgust in his eyes, reluctantly stepped forward and pushed the rocker on the side.
"Ah..." A soft and hoarse voice came, and Xavier's heart trembled.
The long black needle pierced the girl's collarbone in an instant, and the loud noise of the mechanical rocker could not cover up the girl's painful moans!