Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 152, the garden is under the emperor

noon.

"Huh, satisfied and satisfied!" Greenville said with a child, holding a bag of new clothes, new handbags, and all kinds of luxury goods.

Arthur, who followed, painfully took more of the newly bought clothes of Greenville, and the large plastic bags and gift boxes were softened by Arthur's hands.

"Do you have to buy so much in one day?" Arthur asked puzzledly. "I don't understand why the same piece of clothing has to be bought in several different colors."

"So you don't understand women's hearts. The different colors of clothes are of course to match different skirts, outerwear, and even underwear. You don't understand anyway." Greenway said, "Oh, when it comes to underwear -"

She looked at a store that specializes in women's underwear in front of her and seemed to be going in.

"No, please! This joke is big!" Arthur glared at Greenville.

"What are you afraid of? You are now dressed as a woman, even if you go in, you will not be suspicious." Greenville said, "Is it still scared? Little boy!"

"I am most afraid that your whim is suddenly dawning on my clothes and I want to try what bra I want." Arthur said coldly, "So, no! I won't go in killing. I am waiting for you outside."

"Hey, has the plan failed?" Greenville said disappointedly. "Forget it, I don't have to go too far. So go, go back."

"Oh, finally!" Arthur said with relief.

"Just like this, you seem to be very happy?" Greenville was not very good.

"I am happy, at least I can pick up these things and find a place to unload them." Arthur said, "Now both hands are full, and if there is an assassin attack, we are not very good."

"Do you need to be so nervous? Relax, relax! There is no assassin in the crowd!" Greenway said. At this time, a special scream in the distance attracted her attention.

"Come on, gentlemen, ladies! Pick one! Pick a good one, the price is cheap! A good helper for housework, all kinds of physical work can help you finish! Pick one, use it for a lifetime!- "

At a distance that ordinary people can never hear, Greenville can hear it clearly, and even the sway of the businessman’s speech can be heard clearly. But the more you hear it, the more you have the inexplicable disgust.

"What is that?" Greenville asked.

"Greenville, no." Arthur only heard the bell in the distance, but he knew what it was, so he tried his best to stop the road. "Don't explore the things there, the kind of things that are not noble people like you. I know. Let's go back soon."

"Don't fool me, I just want to ask, what the **** is it. Is that what you think I am thinking about?"

Arthur’s eyes were free. "That's really what you think I think you are thinking."

"Slaves market." Greenway Road.

"Yes. The slave market," Arthur said. "The disgusting market is full of the stench of the slaves. They are like a farm animal that buys and sells slaves together. The place is dirty and sinful, fundamentally It is not suitable for you such a noble person. Even if you join in the fun, you can't do it, you have lost your identity!"

"It seems that Arthur was brought to the Northern Knights before it was a slave. Who bought you back at that time? Is Richard the guy?" Greenville asked.

"Yes, it is Richard Viscount." Arthur was disgusted in his heart but could not deny it.

"Huh, so, the only advantage of Richard's idiot is that it is very eye-catching? The best slaves like you actually let him come. I am also more grateful to Richard."

"I think this is a kind of praise, thank you." Arthur said, "Can we go back now?"

"No, I want to see." Greenway said, "Is it really possible to find another best slave? Maybe he will be a soldier who can rival the Knight of Heaven? God knows."

"You should not be serious -"

"--Don't be stupid, I am not as fragile as you think. I am no longer a child. I still see a lot of darkness in this world. Don't think that a slave market can scare me!" Greene Weier Poke the air.

That is to say. When the real market came to the slave market, Greenville could not laugh.

Stink, the stench from the slaves, like a livestock, no! Even worse than livestock! These slaves don't know how long they haven't taken a shower. I'm afraid that even washing is just the degree of occasional rinsing with a tap.

auzw.com They are naked, **** by large chains, and they are languid, and their eyes have long since lost their hope.

The greedy slave owners are all witnessing the blue light. They look at the slaves in the market like the animals, to see which one is more robust and can use it for a while.

The slave traders who are wealthy are looking at the buyers on the field with vulture-like sharp eyes, and they are thinking about all kinds of ghosts that can sell slaves at high prices.

Greenvilleer subconsciously grasped Arthur's hand, as if to seek a bit of comfort from the scene of fright.

"Okay, okay, you are right, let's go. I have seen enough here," Greenville said.

But she found Arthur also stunned. She looked through Arthur's gaze and finally focused her attention on an orc slave not far away.

To be correct, it is a leopard slave. Rare blue hair, thin body, and awkward face.

This orc slave is the cheapest to sell among all slaves, but the most "durable". Durable is because of the tough vitality of the orcs themselves. It’s cheap because the orcs are not stupid enough to understand the human language, or they are washed up and sold as slaves. The head of the orphan that has been washed brain has been badly damaged. The IQ is just the level of a six-year-old child. A complicated job can't be done.

"What's wrong?" Greenville couldn't help but ask.

"No, nothing. The blue leopard is very similar to someone I used to hand over. It is indeed called Davis." Arthur said.

The voice just fell, and the leopard on the opposite side suddenly reacted. His slouchy expression, in a moment, there was surprise, anger, fear, and sadness. With this incomparably complex emotion, he cast his gaze on Arthur's body, and at that moment he just met Arthur's gaze.

Arthur took a cold breath. But the next moment, the leopard man hanged his head again, and it seemed that nothing happened.

"Heavis, is that 'Rovis' in your Roman report?" Greenville lowered his voice and asked.

"You shouldn't sneak a peek at the report I handed over to the Duke of Lyon Dickens!" Arthur asked.

"There is no 'sneakly watching', but 'boldly watching'!" Greenville said with anger. "Do you think that the drunkard dad didn't have anyone to help, and finished the review of hundreds of letters every day? I am not Vegetarian!"

"Oh, hard work," Arthur said with a word. "Let's go."

"What? Are you going to leave that Weiss to stay here?!" Greenway said. "Are you going to save your friends?!"

"First of all, he is not my friend." Arthur said, "Although he was helped by him once, I never asked for help from him. To a large extent we are still hostile."

"Secondly, isn't that guy who doesn't know it? Maybe it's just a blue leopard? The orcs are similar to me, and it's no big deal to admit mistakes."

"He is Davis, or he has at least a great connection with this Davis." Greenville said affirmatively, "Just you finished Davis, the guy’s heartbeat suddenly jumped a little. Now, he is still pretending to listen to our conversations as if nothing had happened. You see, the heartbeat is accelerating again. You can hear, right, heavis."

The leopard, who is still on the opposite side, still bows his head, as if he is vain and generally does not move.

"Enough, Greenville. Let's go, don't take care of this kind of business." Arthur said, "Is it not important for Weiweisi, the important thing is that since he is in the hands of slave traders, it is not our turn." Worried."

"No, it's not until you can't worry about it. I can't control what I want to do." Greenway said, then she actually went over to the slave trader and asked, "Boss, how much is this leopard slave? ?"

"Hey, Missy is really aware of the goods." With a disgusting flesh, the slave trader sneered and said, "This is a leopard with a very strong vitality. Hungarians are hard-working, and they eat less rations. It’s a hard bone that can’t die no matter how toss! How about your 100,000 Pantolacken gold coins?”

"Cheap? Want to lie to a child?" Greenville said coldly. "The orc's kidneys have huge damage. His long-term malnutrition causes various organs to fail to varying degrees. Such a dying guy, buy it back. I have to get all kinds of conditioning before I can change back to the state that I can use. It is only for medical expenses that I will be killed. A price, five thousand gold coins."

"Oh! Missy, this is too strong for people!" The businessman was almost scared to fall to the ground.

"Is it difficult for a strong man? Are you also anxious to sell him? You know exactly how long this guy has left, but it takes a lot of money to heal him. If you die, you will lose your blood." Greenville is intimidating, "You will continue to raise the price to see which idiot buyers will come to you? But I warn you that if you drag on for a day, the chance of this guy dying will increase by one more point. You Just measure this risk. When he is really dead, I am afraid that you will not be able to make even the five thousand gold coins."

The businessman thought for a moment, sighed, and finally compromised. "Well, I know so clearly. Missy is the person on the Tao. I said, but you, I just decided. I will send it to your house tomorrow. Go, please leave the address?"

"No, bring it to me now." Greenville pulled out a gold card and planned to pay by card.

"Credit card?" The merchant has a hard time again.

"I am coming." Arthur took out a bag of money. "Their transactions are not swiping. The deal here is not much different from the black market. Of course, you won't want to leave a transaction record."

"That is my slave -" Greenville protested.

"Know it, it is the [gift] I gave you." Arthur said.