Alien world

Chapter 5 5. Half Tauren Slaves
Annan who appeared in this world is like a blank sheet of paper.

The desolate life of the first three days was stained with mud-spotted taupe, and then was covered with many warm colors by Aunt Susan's family and the Morning Tavern.But there is no doubt that the bard's story is more colorful and more vivid.

Perhaps in the foreseeable future, this white paper will become colorful black due to overlapping colors.But at least for now, Annan still has beautiful fantasies about the extraordinary power of this world.

Swing the staff to unleash spells, summoning mages of elemental creatures.A warlock who unearths bloodlines and uses various mysterious powers.Wield a big sword and a huge shield, fight bloody battles, and become the strongest spear or hardest shield warrior.Holding a longbow and dagger, she dances across the enemy crowd like an elf dancer.Hiding in the shadows like an assassin is also a good idea.

The druid who protects the forest, the succubus who dreams of dreaming, the barbarian with a head full of muscles, the undead with a terrifying appearance and a kind heart, and those who do not have extraordinary power, but are the best companions in the bard's story professional.

It's just that apart from the spell that he saw that night, Annan has never seen any other extraordinary power.

The next day, Annan and Martin came to the market in the afternoon with firewood on their backs.He wandered the streets as usual, like a cat familiar with its territory, expanding its area day by day.

Annan can chat with anyone, and he will always stop to say "how are you? I'm fine" or "what's the price of this product?" when he meets a street vendor, and he never buys it.

The locals in the market also gradually became familiar with the dark-haired boy who spoke with a strange accent and had never seen him before.

Annan, who expanded his territory, soon came to the depths of the market that he had never been to before, where animals such as cattle and sheep were sold...including slaves.

In the blood-stained and rust-stained cage, there was a huddled silhouette, with two horns protruding from the top of its head, one of which was broken.

Perhaps Annan, who was observing, was a little closer, but the man in the dirty leather armor beside the cage reminded: "Hey, stay away, don't hurt yourself."

"Is he a tauren?"

"Tauren? It's just a bastard." The iron sword raised by the man knocked on the cage, making a harsh noise.

The half tauren raised his head, reflecting Annan's horizontal pupils with only tranquility: "You don't look like a local."

"Yes."

Annan didn't make a fuss about "it can talk", and the bard's story raised his acceptance threshold.It's just that this half-tauren, who is similar to a human being but very different, closed his eyes and ignored the outside world.

Annan stood aside. It didn't take long for someone to become interested in the half-tauren slave.

"50 silver coins." The man in leather armor offered the price.

"It's too expensive, and it's not a tauren."

"Do you want to get 50 silver coins for the real tauren?"

"I'm only willing to offer 30 silver coins."

"Then I might as well sell it to a haunted gold mine."

The inquiry broke up unhappy, and some people asked the price one after another, but no one bought it.

Annan could only listen, his entire net worth was only 2 silver coins.

"I can not help you……"

Annan looked at the whisper of life trapped in the cage, turned and left.Those closed eyes opened at this moment, looking at his back as he went away.

Back outside the bazaar, Martin had just sold firewood. Annan walked over to him and asked, "How much did you sell?"

"20 copper coins."

This was the lowest price Aunt Susan had asked for, and Martin had always sold at that price.

So Martin has been selling very fast.

On the way back to buy 5 pounds of black bread, Annan volunteered and bought 15 pounds of black bread from the bakery near the Morning Tavern with 5.5 copper coins-he used charm and words to get an extra half a pound.Then he returned to Aunt Susan's house with the paper bag in his hand.

……

"Gold mine? Little Annan can't even pick up a pickaxe."

A faint sound of dispute came from the courtyard, but before Annan could hear it clearly, he saw an iron pick leaning against the courtyard wall, picked it up and pushed open the courtyard door: "Aunt Susan, is this iron pick ours?"

"I brought it back, put it over there for me." Aunt Susan quickly changed her face and said softly.

"it is good."

Then he continued to argue with Uncle Huo Lin: "Little Annan is so thin, how can he swing a pickaxe?"

Duo——

Annan knocked the pickaxe on the wooden pile.

"Aunt Susan, what are you talking about?"

Uncle Huolin told Annan with a sneer that an old friend of his who moved to Breeze City invited him to work as a miner in a gold mine outside Pinglin Town. The salary was generous, so he wanted to bring Martin and Annan with him.

"How much is the salary?"

"30 copper coins per day."

It sounds like only 10 copper coins more than chopping firewood every day, but Martin and Annan can get the same pay.

"Will Uncle Huo Lin and Martin go too?" Out of his trust in Aunt Susan's family and his desire for money, Annan agreed, "I will go too."

"Little Annan, miners are not suitable for you. Now you should rest for a while and think about the future." Aunt Susan persuaded.This woman with a rude appearance unexpectedly has a delicate heart.

Annan believes that his future is to become a magician. To become a magician requires a test of qualifications. To test the qualifications, you need to own a kinnar, and to own a kinnar, you need to make money...

As for talking to Aunt Susan...Annan knew that Aunt Susan's family didn't have much money.

Well, 30 copper coins a day is not much.Annan convinced himself that he could sell the pajamas.It is more in the interests of arousing the interest of those aristocrats or magicians with this modern crafted clothes than keeping them around in the dust or collecting them.

The premise is that he can communicate normally, and won't be fooled by a few words that he doesn't understand.

Aunt Susan persuaded Annan, and Uncle Huolin survived.

In the early morning of the next day, Uncle Holly and Martin finished the leftover food from last night and set off to the haunted gold mine outside the town with their pickaxes.

They set off happily, and returned in the evening dejected.

"What's going on...Martin!" Aunt Susan's yelling angrily silenced the barking dogs in the distance.

"Uncle Huo Lin was accidentally hit by the ore." Martin said while supporting Uncle Huo Lin.

Although the injury was not serious and he could recover after a few days of recuperation, there was one less person in this job.

"I'll go for Uncle Huo Lin." Annan, who was sleepless last night, said quickly, and explained to the anxious Aunt Susan: "I've thought about it, Aunt Susan, I need money now..."

Aunt Susan, who doted on Annan, couldn't refuse, but Uncle Huolin and Martin were out of luck.At dinner time, they were uneasy under the pressure of Aunt Susan. Only Annan ate quietly with black bread and broth, as if it had nothing to do with him.

At night, Annan and Martin lay on separate beds.

Annan asked about the situation in the Martin Gold Mine. It had been a long time since Aunt Susan and Uncle Huolin had quarreled.

thump--

There was a dull sound of heavy objects falling in the yard, and then fell into silence.

"What is that sound?"

Annan thought there was a thief, and Martin scratched his ass as usual: "Aunt Susan is throwing clothes."

"Why are the clothes so loud?"

"Uncle Huo Lin is also in the clothes."

(End of this chapter)