The Legend of Fatality

Once Netska returned to the temporary dock, she immediately released all the slaves from the cage. This time, she was no longer afraid of the slaves escaping, nor the slaves rebellion-not afraid of anything, but behind them was a vast ocean, in front of tens of thousands of heavily armed soldiers.

The slaves will be cleaned up here, checked, then fed and distributed clothing, and finally picked up by the slave merchants gathered here. The Fatalin Association has benefited a lot from buying orphans. Orphans have too many advantages. They are safer and more worth investing than these slaves who have grown up and have lived in the homeland for a long time.

Apart from the time it takes for orphans to grow, other shortcomings do not seem to be so unacceptable. Moreover, Amencanon abolished most of slavery in Fatalin.

Therefore, a large number of slave merchants, or in the words of Bae En, slave traders all over the world seem to have come here to trade. Orphans need time, but adults can quickly get profits, so this transaction seems extremely hot.

Bai En got off the car. They are in a rock formation like a crater, and its jagged stone wall is to the east. There were no more plants on the ground, and the rock was smooth under his bare feet. Rainwater pooled in the depression. The air was fresh, and the sun above him was very strong. Although he had adapted to the humidity of Istania during this time, he always felt wet.

Around them, there are signs of troops stationed for a long time. This war has been going on for almost half a year. Everyone told the story of that day. During the tentative battle that day, the men of the Fatalin Masters killed a Duke of Burtania.

Even Bai En and Ye Xiao felt unbelievable. They thought that the knight was at most a baron, or an earl in a small place. Unexpectedly, the shiny knight they killed turned out to be the Duke of Norfolk, a young man who had inherited the title for a few years. Perhaps because of this, the young man was still addicted to the knight ’s heroic story, so he did n’t even bring all his vassals, but only his knightly servants and guards, and acted brashly on the battlefield.

Of course, this team is more than enough to deal with most of the legions. At least they can protect their lords and retreat. Unfortunately, they encountered the magical regiment of Fatalin. In the initial battle, the night owl found something wrong. After decisively contacting Bane and solving the prince's guards and servants through magic, the night owl noticed that the shiny knight was a duke.

The young Duke seemed to be grudged by himself and his men defeated by magic, so he put a duel on the battlefield to the night owl. Unfortunately, the martial art of the duke did not match his knighthood, and the night owl accidentally killed him.

Teams of soldiers marched in the direction indicated by the circle drawn at each intersection. The camp was covered with long bunkers and there were more tents than Bai En saw from a distance. After the slave caravan's odor dissipated, the place smelled good, full of familiar smells, like treated leather and oiled weapons. However, the expression of many soldiers is very sloppy. They are not dirty, but they do not seem to be particularly disciplined. They wore open coats and wandered around the camp in droves. Some people pointed at the slaves and mocked them. Is this the king ’s army? Elite troops fighting for the honor of Margarita?

Bai En and Ye Xiao looked closely at Netska and the other captains, but he did nothing. Now is not the time to say hello to them-Bai En has already seen the movement of this group of ‘sea boys’ around the coast of Billy.

Bai En and Ye Xiao decided to play their roles well. They walked on their chests and held weapons. They pushed several soldiers into place, tucked a stick into a man's stomach, and cursed him roughly.

They stayed away from Netska and kept a distance away.

"King Margarita's army," said a mage beside Bai En. "I thought the slaves would be transported to the mine to work. Oops, this is not a bad thing at all. They either clean the toilet or go to repair the road."

"Shut up, or you're looking forward to going to the toilet or rocking under the sun." Bai En warned in a low voice. The mage pouted and said nothing. After confirming that the mage is no longer talkative, Bane continued to observe Netska.

Netska chats with a woman who looks important. Her dark hair was braided in complex braids, covered with amethyst, sparkling, and the dress was crimson. In the end, she looked like the Margarita lady made a gesture they often did, but her movements were more than a pretense gesture of a superior, not the true Margarita ladies The arrogant gesture in that natural bone. Bai En feels that she may rule the lower levels of the class, the wife of a camp official or clerk.

But this lady seems to be a big customer, because Netska began to brag about her merchandise-this is normal. Those high-ranking aristocrats do not like to come forward in person, but prefer to buy things through some brokers. But the woman raised a delicate hand. "I understand what I'm going to buy, slave trader," she said in a steady noble tone. "I will check it myself."

When the lady said 'slave trader', Bane noticed that Netska's expression became more flattering, but her eyes were very dangerous. He had to walk quickly and made gestures all the way to prevent Netska from doing irreparable things. Fortunately, Netska noticed Baien's gestures and did not make any excessive actions. Just called a captain and some soldiers to let them accompany the woman to choose. But Netska glared at Bae fiercely before turning around.

When Bai En walked halfway, it would be very strange to retreat at this time, so he had to continue to walk forward, pretending to be a buyer who also chose slaves.

Accompanied by several soldiers, the woman in red began to walk along the line. Her clothes were cut in the style of the Margarita nobility. It was a sturdy silk. The upper body was tight and fit, and the lower body was a smooth skirt. It buckles from the waist to the neck and has a small gold-embroidered collar on it. Her hands were hidden in the long left sleeve.

Judging from her expression, she was not particularly impressed with what she saw. "The men were half starved and weak," she said, taking a thin stick from a young waitress. She used it to lift the hair on a man's forehead and carefully checked the mark on his forehead. "You offer twenty king gold coins?"

The captain accompanying him began to sweat. "Maybe fifteen are enough?"

"What do I do with them? I don't worry about such dirty people coming in contact with food. We have the Ogborn people doing most other jobs."

"If your wife is not happy, I can go find other adults ..."

"No," she said, while she slapped the slave she had been watching, but he avoided her. "Twelve gold coins of the king. They can help us to log in the northern forest ...." She noticed Bai En and did not go on. "Look at this, it's much better than the others."

"Of course, I knew you would like me like this," Bai En added with a salute. "But my price is twenty gold coins a day ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I thought you would like this," the captain said before walking to her. "He is very--"

She raised the stick and calmed down the captain. There is a small hemorrhoid on her lips. It may be helpful for people who like this mouthful.

"Then take off your jacket, slave," she ordered.

The woman stared at Bai En with her blue eyes, giving Bai En an almost irresistible urge. No, no. Bai En tried hard to restrain his impulse, not only that, he let himself think quickly, there seems to be something wrong with this woman.

When Bai En thought, the woman seemed to think it was an opportunity. She picked up Bai En's coat with a stick and exposed her chest. After years of exercise and a long war, his muscles are much more developed than others.

When the stick moved to Bai En, Bai En spent a lot of effort to restrain his impulse not to pull out his gun and bombard the other person's head. He wanted to see what the woman was going to do.

"There are so many scars at such a young age," the lady said thoughtfully. "you're a soldier?"

"Yes." He replied while examining her face.

"mercenary?"

"Fatlin's army." Bai En said.

"This is--" the captain accompanying him tried to explain to the lady who Bai En was.

She raised the stick again to captain the captain, then glared at him. "A mage, a boring person."

Before waiting for Bai En to speak, the lady nodded politely towards Bai En and walked forward. "Tell me those are slaves, I only intend to buy a few slaves."

The accompanying captain nodded eagerly and followed.

Looking at the woman who left suddenly, Bai En wondered if his impulse was because of instinct or magic.