Xavier quietly looked at the petite girl covered in bruises in front of him. His hand reached into the cage, waiting for Yeluo's decision.
"Xavier..." Ye Luo tilted her little head and stretched out her hand with difficulty, "I... you, if one day, will you abandon me?"
"I will." Xavier's ice-blue eyes were as calm as the ocean, so gentle, but he said such cruel words.
Ye Luo was stunned, she pursed her lips, and the hand she tried to reach out was frozen in the air.
"When one day you no longer mean anything to me, if one day you lose your final value, I will abandon you. Of course, you can reject me now." Xavier raised his eyes like a girl.
For the first time, the long eyelashes no longer cover the pupils.
"Your Highness... do you really want this witch to go with you?" Arthur was a little unbelievable. His Highness's words were too strange. How could he directly say "I will abandon you when you lose your value"?
"This is the nature of this world. It's annoying, right? I don't like it either, but when you live in this world, you can only follow its rules."
"Of course, rules exist to be broken. Let me ask you one last time, Miss Yeluo, are you willing to follow me? I am about to become the lord of Noli City. If you hate this world, then change it!"
Changing the world... is more like a dream. Xavier glanced at Naples from the corner of his eye, and the old butler had some doubts on his face. He did not intend to let Naples and Arthur believe that at this moment, these words were meant for Ye Luo.
"The... lord of Noli?" Ye Luo took a breath. He is the new lord of Noli? He is going to Noli... Teacher, how is the teacher and everyone?
"哐"
The space inside the iron cage suddenly moved backwards, and a heavy iron wall blocked the two of them.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, it's time to meet the slave witch. Have you made your decision? This is a witch. Apart from our shop, it's hard for you to see another one." Simbuta smiled slyly. He was in the right place.
When you put down the iron wall.
Having been a black businessman for many years, he has clearly seen His Highness's attitude towards the witch, which makes him know that this is an opportunity to kill His Highness.
Five thousand gold dragons? Ten thousand gold dragons? Or even twenty thousand. As the son of a duke, no matter how downcast he is, he still has at least hundreds of thousands of gold dragons, right? If he really sells this almost abandoned witch this time,
Ten thousand gold dragons, that’s nearly a year’s profit!
This witch is of no use anymore. No matter how insulted the nobles are, she remains silent. Her blue and purple pupils make the big shots feel panicked.
In the past few weeks, no one has even wanted to play with her anymore. Who likes to spend a lot of money to play with a doll?
To the Holy See? That is even more impossible. It is equivalent to giving a witch to the Holy See for free. They said that the reward was thirty gold dragons. Under the layers of exploitation by the bishops and the Holy See in various places, Simbuta doubted whether he got any of it.
A Yinga.
"Ten thousand gold dragons, I wonder if His Highness is quite satisfied with this price?"
Simbuta looked at Xavier with a smile, and Naples's face suddenly darkened. Ten thousand gold crowns? The spring tax of the entire city of Noli is less than 1,600 gold crowns. Ten thousand gold crowns can even feed several major cities in the north.
of all the poor a year!
"Naples, did you see anyone from the Holy See? When we entered the slums." Xavier just glanced at Simbuta lightly, then turned to ask the old butler.
"I saw it, young master. There is also the familiar six-winged skull mark on the chest that is blown by the wind. I believe Mr. Simbuta is familiar with them, right?"
Naples smiled slightly, and his old bark-like face twisted. After all, he was an old butler who had lived for nearly seventy years. He knew what his young master was thinking when Xavier opened his mouth.
"Alas, Simbuta, your people are not so trustworthy." Xavier turned to look at the slave merchant.
"Your Highness, don't lie to me as a small businessman." Simbuta's expression changed slightly. Of course he knew the consequences if this matter was known by the Holy Church.
He will have the same consequences as the city lord of Sinto City, entering the prison of the dead, and eventually even a normal death will become a luxury.
The numerous inhumane tortures of the Heretic Tribunal are more serious about annihilating the human spirit. In the end, endless despair will swallow you up. In comparison, Simbuta's own underground slave detention center is simply like heaven.
"Secretly harboring heretics, harboring witches, and abusing slaves. Simbuta, how many times do you think you will be tried by the Heretic Tribunal?"
"Five thousand gold dragons, no more! Your Highness, this is a witch. If those people find out, do you think you can take her away?" Simbuta said eagerly.
"Three thousand." Xavier raised his eyes, "This is the lowest price I can accept."
Simbuta wiped the sweat from his forehead with a delicate handkerchief. Damn it, shouldn't this be an aristocratic young man who knows nothing? Even if he was once a genius, he was still an extremely upper-class figure.
Why is he so proficient in business? I originally wanted to kill him, but now I am being forced step by step.
But Simbuta did not dare to refuse. He had spent half a month in fear since an encrypted letter from the Holy See was placed on his doorstep half a month ago.
The letter clearly stated that Simbuta should get rid of the witch in his hand as soon as possible, and then the quill drew a long line on the parchment with a break.
The only possibility is that the person who wrote it had an accident during the writing process. Simbuta looked at the handwriting and didn't know who it was. Maybe it was a big shot with whom he had interests.
Therefore, he did not dare to delay any longer, but he could not find a good buyer at all. If no one bought it, he would have no choice but to silence him. But is there really a way to kill the witch? Who would do it?
Finally, he decided to hand it over to Lord Xuan Siti in a few days. After repeated inquiries, at least Lord Xuan Siti would help him hide the matter. After all, this was also a great achievement for Lord Xuan Siti.
In the past few days, he had been working hard to find a buyer, and he had been talking to many big shots, but the other party had refused with a look of horror. Finally, an informant in the slum told him that the person was not someone the count looked down upon.
"Miss Ekarina" meets a young man in a tavern.
The suspected successor of the Rose Family and the quasi-lord of Noli was jointly hunted down by the Heretic Arbitration Tribunal and the Fate Tribunal when he left the Holy City.
Moreover, his maid committed suicide by taking poison, and there was a letter mark from the Skeleton Angel in her underwear.
His Highness hated the Holy See because the Holy See was behind the fall of the Rose Family. Simbuta pondered for a long time and finally decided to take a gamble.
He bet that His Highness Xavier would choose the witch, and he also bet that he could rely on this witch to earn the last gold dragon. Then he decided to flee, and the Heretic Arbitration Tribunal would not let him go. The gold dragons he had earned over the years were enough
Let him go to a country other than Sentinoa and become rich.