The old man was in a mess, but the old man was still alive.

In the courtyard of a magnificent manor in the Mosan Empire, Charles Pol Kafiros smashed the precious vase decorating the long table in a rage.

"Mond, those bastards! Not only did they abolish slavery, but they also wanted to find the sub-humans who were sold. The slaves sold during the Dranoak period have nothing to do with Mond!"

Charles cursed: "You dare to threaten to sanction the forces that harbor slaves with an iron fist. You really don't know what you mean!"

"Even Liyue and Solstice are involved. Are these seven gods' countries all in collusion?"

"A bunch of bastards!"

After scolding Mond, Liyue, and Solstice, he took a glass of water from the table next to him and poured it into his mouth.

"Master, what are we going to do?"

The butler on the side saw that his master was so angry, and hurriedly walked over to ask.

"There are almost two hundred subhuman servants in our manor alone, all purchased from Dranok."

"If all these subhuman slaves are sent back to Mond, our manor will probably become smelly in less than a week."

Subhuman slaves are diligent, hardworking, and docile, or the undocile ones have died.

They have their own specialties and are more efficient than ordinary people.

In addition, these subhumans have worked in their castles for so many years. If they are sent back now, it will be a headache to find new servants.

"What should I do? I don't believe that Mond will go to war with our Sanmo Empire for slaves!"

Charles was a little lacking in confidence when he said this. As a country blessed by the wind god Barbatos, even if the Mosan Empire is one of the strongest countries in the world, it has to weigh it.

"Then if Mond asks..."

"Ask?" Charles sneered, "How many subhuman slaves are there in the entire Mosan Empire, and even in the entire world? Can Mond save them?"

"If your majesty is willing to send all the more than 300 subhuman beauties and 4,000 servants in his palace back to Mond, then I have no objection."

The emperor of the Mosan Empire is the one who keeps the most subhuman slaves in this country. If he takes the lead in sending all the slaves back to Mond, he naturally has nothing to say.

But the problem is that it is almost impossible for the emperor of the Mosan Empire to send back the slaves.

This is related to the state system of a country. If you Mond says to send them back, then everyone in my Mosan Empire can bully them?

If this matter gets out, will my Mosan Empire still have any shame?

"I understand, sir." The butler also felt that Mond was just talking nonsense.

It is indeed great that you Mond has the blessing of gods, but there are so many subhuman slaves in the world, and you Mond can't save them at all.

It is impossible to go to war with the whole world for such a thing.

No politician can do such a ridiculous thing.

In their eyes, Mond's current behavior is nothing more than showing off his muscles. First, he boasted that he would find slaves, and then find two soft persimmons to pinch to express his hatred of slavery.

In the final analysis, it is just a political show.

Just like Charles would take time to visit the slums several times a year, visit those people in extreme poverty, and send some supplies.

Finally, under the guidance of the accompanying photographer, he took a photo with those mud legs and made the headlines of the newspaper the next day.

They would praise the kindness and righteousness of Mr. Charles, but no one ever mentioned why slums appeared in this country.

And who holds a lot of wealth.

Even so, the so-called judging others by oneself, he played too many political shows, and when he looked at other things, he thought that the other party was the same as himself.

But this time they were completely wrong.

Mond may not be able to rescue all the slaves sold this time, but he will never let go of any known force that dares to continue to raise slaves.

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The black clouds covered the moonlight. This is the fiefdom that the Kafiros family has inherited for hundreds of years.

At this time, the lights illuminated the corridor in the manor. All the servants here only serve Charles.

Charles has six children in total, two sons and four daughters, but they are not here. The four daughters have already married, and the two sons have also started their own families and have their own territories.

In addition to him, there are several mistresses who serve him at any time, including sub-humans.

Diluk is wearing

He walked in the corridor in a black windbreaker. The weak light could not illuminate the dark corners. He avoided the patrolling bodyguards with his superb body movements.

Mond wanted to retrieve most of the slaves, and the Mosan Empire was the largest buyer.

Mond bordered the Mosan Empire to the north, and the end of the Xiuduan Mountains was just at the junction of Mond and the Mosan Empire.

Diluk was one of the people who came here to investigate. The Kafiros family was originally responsible for purchasing slaves. Most of the slaves purchased by their family were sold to the palace of the Mosan Empire and other noble forces.

Only a very small part flowed into the black market.

The royal family of Dranok had been trading with them for hundreds of years. Some subhuman slaves were sold here and even married each other and gave birth to offspring.

However, the offspring born from such a combination were still slaves, without any freedom and dignity.

Diluk quietly observed the slave servants nearby. They were all subhumans, and some were even slaves who had been passed down for generations.

From the conversation he just heard, these descendants of slaves seemed unable to understand why Mond wanted the slaves to go back and gain the so-called freedom.

Isn't it natural to serve the master?

Shouldn't slaves who don't listen to the master be put to death? Look, I'm so obedient, and the master hasn't punished me much.

Diluk also sighed inwardly about this situation. Although this situation has been expected, he always feels a little sad.

"Hmm? The sound over there is..." Diluk held his breath and seemed to hear a faint sound coming from a room.

"Didn't Charles go back to his bedroom? Then what's here is..."

According to the information he got, many of Charles' secret account books are kept in his study, and this place is adjacent to the study.

Diluk quietly lurked at the door of the room where the subtle sound came from, and then melted a hole with the fire element and looked in.

From the gorgeous decoration in this room, it can be seen that its owner is a woman, and her status is not low.

Of course, this is not the most important thing.

The most important thing was that Diluk saw several more male servants' clothes on the ground, scattered everywhere.

As if for the sake of romance, several special candles were lit inside and placed around the room.

And the strange sounds coming from the room clearly showed that this was an unfair competition.

Diluk was speechless as he watched the scene happening inside that looked like a movie in his previous life.

"Charles, wear your hat properly, don't tilt it."

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