Our family is in decline

He took the key from the guard, went back in, and untied the complicated shackles on the barbarian girl under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Soon the sound of chains falling to the ground was heard, and the barbarian woman moved her limbs. Her eyes fell on Lance, but she did not move, but turned to look at the slave owner outside.

"Be honest, now you have no other way out of here except following me."

Lance struck her, then turned and walked out of the cell.

"Be careful!" Tiffany was frightened when she saw that Lance dared to turn his back to the barbarian, so she quickly reminded him.

Her words attracted the Barbarian Girl's attention, but she only glanced at her and followed Lance out of the cell without any further action.

Seeing this scene, the slave owner immediately retreated behind the guards. The same guards all copied the guy and looked wary.

But what surprised the slave owner was that the barbarian did not attack him. Although his eyes were full of anger, he made no further moves.

Does it mean that this barbarian was actually tamed by him?

What made his blood pressure soar even more was that the barbarian who was struggling wildly in his hands and fearing no death was now tamed by a few whispers!

You put drugs in your fucking mouth, right?

You guys know each other, right? Even if you pretended to be having difficulty, he wouldn't be so anxious.

Now he felt as if someone had stolen hundreds of gold coins, and the gold coins in his hand suddenly no longer smelled good.

It turns out that I am the one who was taken advantage of...

But he still had the basic trading spirit, and he didn't shout for a price increase. Instead, he asked his subordinates to bring her the equipment she originally had.

After all, he could feel that this guest was very strong, otherwise he would not be able to control the barbarian easily. He knew that it was important to show kindness to such a person.

The barbarian girl's equipment is actually a broken ax and halberd. These barbarians have poor metal smelting skills and cannot make any good weapons, or they are very bulky weapons. If they want better ones, they can only steal them.

The weapon was handed over to Lance, but he handed it back to the barbarian girl.

To be honest, this move not only made the slave owner panic, fearing that she would go on a killing spree.

Even Barbarian Girl herself was a little surprised by this guy's arrogance and arrogance. Aren't she afraid that she would chop him with an axe?

However, the fierce fighting just now had already exhausted her remaining physical strength, and now she had no mind to think about it, and she could hardly hold the weapon anymore.

"Send me the women and children to the headquarters of the Walter Merchant Group." Lance said without any nonsense. He did all the shopping and left with the people.

After walking out of the prison and seeing the scene outside, the barbarian girl couldn't help but feel the desire for freedom. She clenched the weapon in her hand and looked at the man's back.

"Even if I let you go, do you think you can escape? The best outcome is to be captured again."

The barbarian girl turned her head away after hearing this and was not obedient at all. Lance didn't care and walked outside.

"I know you can understand what I'm saying. Now you'd better recover from your injuries. Then I'll give you another chance to challenge me, so as not to say that I bullied you for being weak."

The barbarian girl didn't say a word, but she still followed him out.

Tiffany was a little surprised. This barbarian warrior was so crazy just now, but he was so obedient in Lance's hands.

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"You are responsible for taking care of these children. If you have any needs, just ask her."

When he returned to the station to arrange the slaves, Lance didn't even know the name of the woman holding the baby, so he didn't care and just ordered them as he pleased.

It's easy for him, but it's difficult for Tiffany, that is, there is enough space here, otherwise it would be really difficult to accommodate so many children elsewhere, let alone a group of hundreds of adults who have not come.

"Why do we buy so many slaves?"

Tiffany knew that many people liked to buy a few slaves for fun, and she originally thought Lance did the same.

But only then did he realize that he had bought a large number of men and children, and had no interest in those women at all. One of the special two was a gift, and the other was more of a warrior.

This abnormality made her a little confused.

“Because development requires labor.”

"In that case, wouldn't it be better to be a refugee? As long as you have a mouthful of food, people will work for you."

“You still don’t understand why some people become slaves and some people are not even qualified to be slaves.

These have been screened once. What I buy are skilled craftsmen and healthy young adults. Where can you find this quality among those refugees outside? "

Lance knew what he was doing, and there was another reason why he was like this.

"What's more, without this group of slaves, how can we take away those traitors and their families?"

Hearing this, Tiffany understood that Lance made the dumplings just for this dish of vinegar.

Of course she doesn't understand why Lance is so obsessed with those traitors. Is it because there are too few literate people in this world, and these businessmen are not only literate, but they also know how to do math and can read account books.

If it can be controlled and played its due role, it will be of great benefit to the development of the territory.

The foundation of science is mathematics, and science without mathematics is nothing but rootless duckweed.

"But you're right, refugees are also in my calculations."

Lance's main mission this time was to find more talents and recruit more refugees. Of course, he would not waste any opportunity.

But not now. He doesn't have many available people around him. He must first solve the problem of the business group before he can free up some people.

"Go and do your work, take her away by the way, and give her a separate room to recover from her injuries."

Tiffany set her sights on the barbarian girl, but she was a little worried.

"Don't worry, she won't go crazy until she defeats me."

Lance smiled and looked at the barbarian girl and said, "You think so~"

The barbarian girl glared angrily and spoke in poor common language, "I will definitely kill you little shrimp!"

"I know, I know, then heal your wounds quickly." Lance smiled and waved his hands nonchalantly, as if facing a crying child.

"Waaagh!"

His attitude angered the barbarian girl. She heard a war cry and was about to pounce on her, but Lance grabbed her neck first and interrupted her excitement.

He pulled her in front of him with one hand, and his expression revealed a ferocious look. The strong murderous aura even made Tiffany beside him tremble with fear, let alone a barbaric girl like a chicken.

"It's good to be young and energetic, it means you have energy, but any arrogance must be supported by enough strength, otherwise it will be a joke. You'd better think about whether you have the strength to scream with me next time before you take action."

The feeling of suffocation came to her heart. The barbarian girl struggled desperately but to no avail. She couldn't pry open the big iron-like hands at all. Within a minute, her eyes began to roll up to reveal the whites of her eyes.

At this moment, she seemed to see her ancestor waving to her.