——————————————————————This extra is from Silent Strike——————————————————————
The low house was not locked, or there was nothing worth locking, Robert came to this conclusion the moment he opened the door.
There were many things on the writing table, including a quill pen and a very ordinary pen holder that seemed to have been used recently, ledgers scattered everywhere, gold coins and some papers scattered neatly on the table, and some books.
It was already empty when I woke up. The wine barrel placed aside still exuded the intoxicating aroma of wine, and it seemed that it had been drunk recently.
Yes, this room doesn't even have a bed. Obviously, this stronghold only exists for trading, not even for the slave catching team or Patrick himself to rest - it only requires a small amount of manpower to maintain after the transaction is completed.
Small site.
In a sense, at this time when most of the slave-catching team was out hunting, this gave them irreparable consequences.
"It seems that I came at just the right time..."
A sneer appeared on Robert's face. The current situation was just what he wanted. He took a piece of paper casually - these were reports on recent transactions, signed by Hunter - Patrick's deputy. These things
It doesn't look like anything special, it's just what a businessman should have.
If he was just a black marketeer, these accounts would be enough to kill him. However, he might also put the goods in safer items with space magic capabilities or take some measures to make it impossible to achieve his goal.
.
But, Patrick was a slave trader.
It is impossible for him to 'disappear' humans who are living creatures and also goods, unless he has the corresponding magic facilities - it is said that magical magic can make a ten-square-meter room look like a hundred-square-meter room.
, but this is obviously impossible - with such funds, what else can he do as a slave trader? You must know that many convenient items that even nobles cannot enjoy are still priceless and unmarketable.
In this case, he would definitely place the slaves somewhere, unless he didn't want to make more money in the Orton Territory.
The one-eyed man who already knew the nature of this kind of people sneered and soon found what he wanted in this small place.
An entrance to the basement.
Obviously, as a slave trader, slaves naturally need to be well taken care of and treated to a certain extent - at least the stains on their bodies must be removed when giving them to customers. In fact, many such guys like to sell slaves before selling them.
Temporarily being held in a basement under his own name to make final preparations is also the most cost-effective and economical option for slave traders who have no connections.
Robert walked slowly, keeping his breathing rate and walking noise to a minimum. In this state, even the sounds of breathing and breathing could be clearly heard - this was something he had developed over many years.
, a habit that saved him many times.
It is especially useful whether it is stealing, eavesdropping, or getting out of a situation where you cannot continue to act at a critical moment.
The stone stairs leading to the underground are not long. In fact, it is the same distance from the first floor to the second floor of his tavern. It only takes a minute or two to reach it.
The surrounding air is not humid, and even has a faint dry and cool feeling. However, on nights at the beach, this feeling will turn into cold late at night. In other words, no one considers it in Otez's basement.
If you're staying overnight, it's better to go outside and enjoy the sea breeze all night long - the kind-hearted ferryman may even drink a few drinks with you to warm yourself up, but in a place like the basement, the only people you'll meet are thieves.
It can be said that apart from being a wine cellar, the only purpose of this place's existence is as a place for slave merchants to hold slaves.
The stairs disappeared from his sight little by little, and the dim light of the oil lamp in the corridor reflected Robert's shadow. As he got closer, he could even hear many breathing and low sobbing sounds.
Although it was not noisy, because this was a basement, any sound would be more or less amplified. However, because of this, he could not tell how many people were down there.
Robert did not dare to show any carelessness.
Deadwater's manpower has been monitoring various places in the eastern city-state, collecting various information, including the fact that this action was also based on the advantage of 'intelligence', but this does not rule out that Patrick did not take some protective measures, but if
What he didn't expect was the sudden sound of an explosion in this safe area.
"You guys! Let me out!"
It was a childish voice that was a little anxious, and it was not difficult to tell that it was a girl's voice. But when it was combined with Patrick's other "hobbies", Robert felt that the corners of his mouth were twitching even more.
Patrick Kahle, a Carreta native, is a well-known kidnapper and a pedophile.
Regardless of male or female, it seems that as long as it's 'cute enough' for him, that's the type that's enough. Just like how he behaved outside before, he also came here this time to meet the "special needs" of some people.
brought slaves.
In other words, those down there are all children and even teenagers from different races.
"Shut up, you've shouted this a dozen times today, do you still want to eat tonight!?"
The rude male voice blocked the female voice, and his impatient tone showed that he was in a very bad mood. After saying this, he seemed to throw something over and made a crisp sound.
Had a dispute?
Robert raised his eyebrows and leaned against the wall to listen to the next development.
"I'm not kidding you, Lapu...!"
"Hey...that has nothing to do with me."
Although still annoyed, the man with a hint of schadenfreude said after letting out a weird laugh.
"We just need to 'deliver' the goods. What happens next is none of our business."
"you……!"
"unless……"
The man paused as if on purpose and spoke in a very obscene tone.
"Want to save that little girl's life? Yes, I'll give you your body in exchange..."
"You...shameless guy!"
"What does it matter? There's no one else here anyway...hehe..."
The communication between the slaves and the guards... is really a misunderstanding... But...
Soon, Robert distinguished the priorities and understood something.
A sneer appeared on his face.
He tightened his felt hat, lowered his head and walked quietly.
The first thing that came into view were the slaves who were locked up in a prison-like or dungeon-like structure. As expected, they were all teenagers and girls, wearing thin clothes in this unbearable cold, huddled in the corner and shivering. However,
The most eye-catching thing was the girl with long blond hair who stood up and glared in a certain direction. She was still developing and already had a slightly bulging figure that looked more like a sister than the children around her.
appearance.
Next to her lay a slave who looked quite weak. The abnormal blush on his face and the trembling appearance indicated that he was suffering from some kind of illness.
She may have been the reason for the argument with the man just now, but...
What concerned Robert was not just this aspect, but more, the ears on the heads of these slaves, which were different from human structures.
Orcs.
Compared with humans, they have stronger bodies and longer lifespans. More importantly, the male slaves of the orcs are strong coolies, and the female slaves are quite famous. Second only to the slaves of elven women-the orc empire is far away from humans.
The kingdom is almost half a continent away, and many times it cannot be delivered due to various reasons. Moreover, they are still such young individuals. It is difficult to imagine how they persisted in such a long journey in the first place.
For example, the girl who got into an argument just now is a girl from the wolf tribe, and the girl lying on the ground, whom she calls Lapu, seems to be from the rabbit tribe.
However, these are not their goals.
What Robert needs to find is an orc with white ears - that is, the royal family among orcs.
This is also the reason why Patrick was noticed by Dead Water - although the sale of foreign slaves seems to be common among slave traders, the hostility between the Orc Empire and the Human Kingdom is also due to the existence of human beings. Although the disaster does not affect this side, this time someone deliberately
Due to the entrusted relationship, he must be disposed of and returned to the heirs of the royal family.
Robert withdrew his gaze and walked forward. At this time, his breathing returned to normal and his footsteps deliberately made some noise.
The man who was arguing with the blond girl noticed it and looked over. In the dim light, he couldn't see the face of the person clearly, but the clothes similar to his made him sigh in relief.
"Hey, brother, don't be offended, I was just joking..."
With a smile on his face, he seemed a little frightened when he looked at Robert who was approaching with his head lowered.
"——Please don't tell Patrick and Hunter, I will be eaten alive by them."
"That depends on your sincerity."
Robert said calmly.
He had already walked to a position one step away from him.
Seemingly out of fear of something, or a guilty conscience, the man took a few steps back and his face darkened.
"Listen, this is not good for you or me..."
He seemed to want to dissuade this unfamiliar companion, but what he received in exchange was a sneer from his companion.
"Benefits? No, for me..."
Robert raised his head, and a fierce look flashed in his only remaining eye.
"——This is not true."
Straight punch.
A quick and accurate blow aimed directly at the chest.
However, the sound that came was not the muffled sound caused by the collision of flesh, but the sound of the blade being unsheathed and tearing flesh.
"you……!?"
The guard looked at him in disbelief, and even looked at his chest - it had been pierced by a blade that appeared at an unknown time. The black blood stained his shirt and flowed to the soles of his feet. The guard subconsciously wanted to stretch out his arms.
Use your hands to choke the damn guy in front of you.
"You can't do it."
Robert said coldly, and the blade suddenly stirred.
If the previous blow was just a crippling blow, then this one directly pushed this miserable guy into the hands of death.
"It's really..."
Robert shook his head, not knowing what he was feeling. He pulled out his weapon from the guard's chest and pushed him to the corner - it was hidden in the gauntlet of his left hand, a sharp and special weapon, like
A fist sword, but it doesn't have that solid structure.
This is a weapon specially made by him, and it is something he is the only one using in the eastern city-states.
He turned to look at the blond girl from before. She seemed not to have expected such a turn of events, and was looking at him blankly at this time.
"Is the situation serious?"
Robert asked aloud, then turned his head and began to search for useful things on the dead guard.
"Eh...ah, Rapp!"
She screamed in surprise, the ears on her head twitching, and then she quickly hugged another rabbit orc beside her.
"What on earth are you..."
"The person who rescued you."
Robert replied casually and took out a bunch of bloody keys from the unlucky guy.
"...You humans are not worthy of trust!"
Obviously, because of being captured by humans, the wolf girl now extremely distrusts humans. In her opinion, humans are extremely cunning and hateful. This one-eyed dragon does not look like a good person at first glance, so the wolf girl has no confidence in Robert.
Be more vigilant.
Robert ignored the gazes of the wolf girls and used the bloody keys to open the room where they were held.
"...Whether you believe it or not, I just finished my job."
He took out from his pocket the hijab he had been wearing with a cross pattern of keys and daggers on it, and handed it into the hands of the wolf orc.
"your name?"
"…Lai."
"——You take them and go find the guards outside... They are all my people now, and they will take you away... And."
Robert thought for a while, and started to take off his clothes under the surprised looks of several people.
"you you you!"
"Your friend needs treatment, but he needs this even more..."
He was naked from the waist up and handed over his shirt with a serious look on his face.
"Put it on her, it will have some effect."
"...Thank you...but..."
"Can I trust you?"
"——The choice is in your hands. You can continue to wait here for those guys to deal with it. You may have a master who treats you well, or you may live a not-so-good life. Believe me or not, it’s just you.
It’s just one of the choices.”
"...You don't seem like a bad person."
"Thanks……"
"..."
"It's been a long time since I heard this... That room has always been locked, like a single room, and the previous noise outside didn't seem to affect it.
"Where is the real owner..."
Robert walked up and looked at the lock, then frowned deeply.
The lock on the door doesn't match the key in my hand at all.
If it weren't for the small door that was specially opened underneath, which looked like it was specially opened for feeding food, and that no one could pass through, he would even suspect that no one was there.
Then...this is the only way.
He took out two specially treated metal wires from his arms and started tinkering with them at the lock.
"Bartholomew?"
In the corner of the prison is curled up a child of the bear tribe. His ears and hair are all pure white, which is a symbol of the orc royal family. The slave catchers obviously know the worth of this naughty child, and the other slaves are dirty.
Compared with his appearance, he looks much neater.
"Who are you?"
As it seems, the future little prince of the Ursine tribe is just an ignorant child. Judging from his red and swollen eyes, he must often hide in his room and cry.
"The person who takes you home."
One of the main purposes of Robert's trip was the little prince in front of him. Recently, the merchants who passed by were all spreading rumors that the orcs were about to attack humans. The reason for the rumors was that the son of the Bear King was kidnapped and raped by a guy who didn't know the heights of the world.
Robert came to investigate and rescue Bartholomew only after receiving a commission from the Orc Empire's spy in the eastern city-state. As for the other slaves, they didn't actually care that they were within the scope of Robert's mission. He was just out of commission.
Yu Daoyi came to the rescue.
After rescuing Bartholomew, there was naturally someone to escort him home, so there was no need for Dead Water to take action. However, the group of slaves that Robert rescued together were difficult to place. They were either orphans without family members, or they were simply sold by their families.
Only a small part of the slave traders were willing to go home. For these orcs, the orc spy responsible for escorting Bartholomew said that he could take them with him. As for the others, they stayed in the eastern city-state and started a new life.
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Robert now had no intention of caring about the whereabouts of those slaves. Those matters were naturally handled by his deputy John. He held the sick rabbit girl and led the wolf girl to a certain place in Otez City.
Inside the medical center. Although this medical center is located in a remote location and not many people come here, according to the information obtained by Dead Water, the doctor here is a hermit who is proficient in pharmacy and healing magic. It seems that he lives here in seclusion for some reason.
With the help of the doctor, the face of the rabbit girl Lapu gradually improved, and the face of the wolf girl Lai also showed a bit of surprise and excitement! When Lapu opened her eyes, Lai quickly pulled her
With his hand, Rapp recounted what happened after he fell into coma. Originally, Rapp's eyes when he looked at Robert were full of fear and vigilance, but under Lai's words, a trace of blush appeared on his face: "Thank you.
, Mr. Robert.”
Robert did not respond to Rapp, but said lightly: "Okay, now that you are awake, you can follow Bartholomew back to the Orc Empire..."
"Wait! Mr. Robert!"
Rapp quickly stopped Robert who was about to leave, and shouted with some excitement: "Please allow us to follow you... at least... at least let us do something to repay your kindness."
Robert turned back, his eyes flashed, and finally nodded: "In that case, then come with me, the manpower in the Backwater Bar is indeed a bit short."
Chapter completed!