Villain Lord: Both The Player And The Protagonist Want To Kill Me

Chapter 210 Kalanli’S Dinner (6)

After getting the special disguise potion, I said goodbye to Tiger and the Paladin of Light.

A group of players, led by Xiao Guitou, visited all the slave traders in the market according to the list and purchased all the female slaves at a normal price.

It can be seen that in this market, Tiger and Light Paladin Audi are really "notorious"

When many slave traders heard Tiger's name, their faces turned pale and their legs trembled slightly, which all illustrate this point.

"Okay kid, this is one of your gold coins. Keep this money and don't let anyone snatch it away."

He threw the gold coin to the kid who had been coveting it for a long time without doing anything, and then returned to the team of the player's "Chamber of Commerce" with the other party's grateful eyes.

They purchased a total of more than 700 female slaves in the slave market, mainly demi-humans and tree elves, as well as some other humanoid races, such as dwarfs, horn tribes, feather tribes, etc.

It’s not that they are sexist.

There are really no male slaves in this market.

It is said that many strong male slaves will be directly recruited to do coolies in the military camp in Kalanli, or they will be sent to the mines to pull ore as soon as they are captured. They do not even have a chance to be selected.

Only a small number of good-looking male slaves will be reserved in advance by the curious nobles.

But this is a rare thing.

"Send these slaves out of the city, and then go to Northwest Street to wait for the unlucky baron."

Looking at these ragged female slaves, a trace of intolerance and repressed anger flashed through his eyes.

The youngest of them is only seven or eight years old.

In modern society, these beautiful girls should still be coquettish and happy in the arms of their parents.

But what about them?

But he could only stare with big blank eyes and follow the entire team of slaves mechanically and aimlessly.

They may already know their tragic fate, but they have lost the courage and hope to resist. The pain of the whip marks on their bodies warns them, and the heavy shackles in their hands and feet imprison them.

"I hope you can be happy in Winter City and live well."

Don't do anything and sighed.

He is not from this game world, so naturally he cannot represent the human position.

There is no concept of human supremacy.

The relationship between humans and monsters is truly everlasting.

But except for the tree elves, these humanoid races are completely oppressed and enslaved by humans.

They hide here and there like rats crossing the street.

But they will still be picked out from dark and dirty corners by humans and put in shackles.

Obviously they didn't do anything.

Just like the Naya people's country, it is obviously just surviving in the cracks between humans and the orc empire, but it still attracts Mo Ming's invasion.

A war with the purpose of massacre and genocide is evil, no matter when, whether outside the game or inside the game.

"Where will we...be sent?"

Following the player's team, a demi-human female slave murmured to herself, seemingly asking herself and the female slaves walking beside her.

"This direction should be out of the city."

The female slave girl from the Horn tribe next to her shook her head.

The reason why they are targeted by the human slave-catching team is because although they are petite, they have thrilling body curves like the devil.

Coupled with the pair of long horns that curve backwards on their heads, the long horns that slave owners call them are the best focus.

Before that.

They never had any conflict with Kalanli's army.

"You will be sent to Winter City."

"You will live a peaceful and stable life there, trust me."

A player reminded in a low voice.

However, the demihuman girl and the horned girl did not speak. They did not believe it at all. They just lowered their heads and did not dare to look at the player. Even their bodies trembled subconsciously.

Conversation between female slaves was almost forbidden.

Once discovered, a whipping was inevitable.

"Actually, you don't have to be afraid..."

The player is a little embarrassed.

But the two slave girls shivered even more.

Seeing this scene, the player sighed helplessly, walked away a little, and did not continue talking.

Obviously, these female slaves have become accustomed to being abused. Even when faced with good intentions, they will instinctively deceive themselves and react with fear and some self-protection.

"Damn nobles."

The player muttered angrily.

He hated that he didn't have the chance to participate in the next mission. He was just a life-oriented player before, but now he was not level enough and could only escort the slave team out of the city.

"Be sure to upgrade in the future!"

He clenched his fists, eager for the first time to have stronger power.

…

Three hours later.

Northwest Street.

This is a relatively remote section of Northwest Street.

It is surrounded by tall walls and ruins. It is said that this place used to be a slum, but because of an earthquake, everything collapsed. The ruins have accumulated and no one has cleaned it up to this day.

Seventy or eighty players did not do anything and buried themselves in the ruins, with only a pair of sneaky eyes looking out.

"How much longer?"

"There are three minutes left." Call me Alin, who looked at the system timer and couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart.

"Is it necessary to be so careful? Can the code-named Ghost Bat really accurately predict the arrival time of Baron Boonnet to the second?"

"I don't know." He shook his head.

"But you should know about Aarons. He has never made any mistakes when helping the Winter King, and his intelligence capabilities are amazing."

"Since the Ghost Bat was trained by him, it probably won't be any worse."

"Just wait patiently."

The players did not continue to communicate.

As time passed, the ground began to shake, and the sound of horse hooves came from far away. All the players' eyes lit up and they cheered up.

"coming!"

"We only have three seconds, we must keep all the barons and knights!"

The sound of horse hooves approaches.

Not far away, a group of knights surrounded a middle-aged nobleman with chestnut hair and galloped on their horses. The players were calculating the distance and counting the seconds.

"Pull!!" Suddenly, Bu Lurenshi let out an angry roar.

The sound echoed throughout the alleyway, and the players holding the trip ropes were stunned, and they tightened the ropes in their hands like a conditioned reflex.

"Boom!" The trip horse rope collapsed under the huge force, and the tough rope made a muffled sound. At this time, the baron's team also rushed over.

The inhumane roar not only made the players react, but also alerted Baron Boonnet and his party. However, they were riding too fast and did not have enough time to react.

The horse's foot was broken by the tripping rope.

Horses neighed, people roared, and there was a lot of noise.

The man fell on his back and his horse fell over.

A group of knights fell as their horses fell, and their men flew away.

But after all, they were full of fighting spirit and well-trained. They stabilized their bodies immediately and began to form a formation to protect the baron who fell to pieces.

"Who is it? Attacking a Kalanli noble is a capital offense. Get out!"

get out?

If it doesn't exist, when will the players quit?

They want to come out with great power.

Immediately, seventy or eighty figures came out of the ruins. The light of fighting spirit and the blood of the warriors were flowing around them. There were also a few priests who exuded soft light but held heavy scepters in their hands.

The baron and his knights were instantly surrounded.

"Well……"

The words in the leader's knight's mouth were like a duck that had its neck pinched and was forcibly choked out.

"Everyone...my lords, do you have anything to do with us? We just passed by this place by chance. If you need money, we are willing to pay for the toll."

There was a flattering smile on the knight's face.

He wanted to put the sword in his hand back into its scabbard, but because his hand kept trembling, he couldn't put it in for a long time.

Each of the auras on the robbers in front of him were much stronger than him.

They are not enough people to fill their teeth.

"Yes, yes, warriors, I am just a small baron. There is really no need for you to go to war. Just ask how much it costs, I am willing to pay!"

At this time, Baron Boonnet also reacted. He began to rummage through his pockets, took out everything valuable on his body, and placed it respectfully on the ground.

"We don't need your money."

Don't do anything and laughed ferociously.

"Then...then what do you want?"

Baron Boonnet suddenly felt bad.

"We...we want your life!!"

"Do it!"

…

ten minutes later.

Baron "Quinnette" rode out of the alleyway of Northwest Street again and rode towards the auction house.

It's just that the knights around him didn't seem to have very good riding skills, and they actually grinned when they were jolted by the horse.

[Information that can be skipped]

Tiger is one of Aarons' secret agents, codenamed Ghost Bat.

His original identity was a shield swordsman in Winter City. In addition, he also had a younger brother who died in battle and was also a heroic shield swordsman.

After his younger brother died in the war, King Winter immediately issued a pension to the martyrs who died in the war.

Tiger originally wanted to use part of the pension to buy a decent funeral for his brother. However, as soon as he was about to walk out of the house, he was stopped by gangsters sent by the Knights of Garda.

Tiger himself was a wounded soldier, unable to defeat the four-handed man with two fists. Not only was his pension taken away by those ruffians, but one of his fingers was even cut off in the end.

Without keeping his pension, Tiger felt that he had failed his brother and was heartbroken. He did not dare to challenge the knight, so he could only borrow money from everywhere, hoping to save enough money to help his brother pay for his funeral.

But he didn't expect it.

Not even two days later, Knight Gal was hanged by the King of Winter himself, and his pension was fully refunded, and even his severed fingers were compensated.

Later, when Aarons recruited a secret agent, Tiger signed up without hesitation even though he knew that becoming a secret agent would lead to a narrow escape.

Under the training of Aarons, he not only awakened his fighting spirit and became a knight, but his various camouflage and tracking skills also became more and more mature. When he was asked if he needed to heal his shaved finger.

Tiger just smiled and shook his head:

"Every time I see my broken finger, I will remember His Majesty Winter's kindness."

"I will remind myself that I am loyal to His Majesty and to this country that is getting great."

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——"Miscellaneous Notes of the Conquering King"