Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

The slave owner was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was bald and had a leather whip in his hand. He wore a long robe that was wrapped around his body. The structure of his clothes was simple, and there was only a rope tied around his waist.

This style of clothing was actually the style of the Sinora Dynasty that had died out a few hundred years ago. However, it seemed very fitting at this time because the Sinora Dynasty was a standard era of slavery.

When he saw Heath coming over, the bald slave owner walked over. "Do you want to see a slave?"

Heath nodded. "I'm just looking around."

The bald man opened the cage and introduced, "There are high-quality Sinora female slaves here. They are all new. We have carefully selected them in advance. The ones left behind are all high-quality goods."

He grabbed a girl and used his hand to pinch her chin to force her to open her mouth. Then, he lifted up her clothes to reveal her body.

The bald man introduced her to Heath, "Look at this. We found her in a refugee's nest. Other than those refugees, I can assure you that no one has touched her. Her teeth are neat and tidy. And here..."

The girl allowed the slave owner to make some strange displays on her body. She did not resist and was even very obedient.

Finally, the bald man pointed to a corner of the cage.

There, a gray cloth was used to cover a space of about one meter square. It looked like a simple fitting room in the Blue Star mobile clothing stall. Of course, the use of this place was similar...

The bald man said, "If you like it, you can go over and try it. It doesn't matter whether you buy it or not."

At the same time, the girl also knelt down in front of Heath. Like a kitten begging for food from its master, she pleaded, "Master, let Lucy serve you. Lucy will be very obedient."

Heath was silent for a moment, feeling a little at a loss. "Let me see first."

Seeing that Heath did not choose the girl, the other female slaves in the cage quickly surrounded him to promote themselves.

"Sir, look at me. Look at me. I won't let you down."

"Buy me. I'm still very young..."

"I'm easy to feed, Sir. I'll be very obedient..."

They did not walk over on their own legs as if they were not normal people. Instead, they knelt down like cats.

They did not have the shame of normal girls. They showed themselves without any restraint.

They displayed their naked bodies and wrapped it around Heath's thigh, and even... In short, they displayed all kinds of seductive poses...

Their eyes had completely lost the luster of humanity. They were like domesticated domestic cats that only relied on their instinctive desire to survive.

Heath passed through the girls and came all the way to the corner of the cage.

Here, a young girl was sitting diagonally against the cage. She was barefooted and wrapped in a tattered cloak. Her body looked dirty, but it was still difficult to hide her beautiful appearance. Her golden hair swayed gently in the night wind.

She did not come over to curry favor with Heath like the other girls did. Instead, she sat there all the time. Even when Heath walked over, she would try her best to curl up and be on guard.

The exposed skin was covered with whip marks, just like a wild cat that had not been tamed in a house cat group.

Seeing Heath walk up to the young girl, the slave owner hurried over.

He stared at the girl warily and warned, "B*tch, if you dare to bite my customers again, I will break your limbs and throw you into that pile of refugees. I will let them cook you and eat you after they are done with you."

Pausing for a moment, he tried his best to sell to Heath. "This woman still needs to be tamed."

"Of course, it is worth it to spend some time. You have also seen her appearance. There are not many women of such beauty. Moreover, her words and actions are very elegant. I even suspect that she is a well-educated noble."

"There are only three or five virgins in my cage, and she's one of them. How about it? It's worth it to buy her and raise her."

Heath took a step forward and bent down.

The girl was like a cat with bristles. She suddenly became nervous and bared her teeth, revealing a fierce expression.

The bald man frowned and raised his whip vigilantly.

At this moment, Heath revealed a smile that he thought was rather gentle. "Long time no see, beautiful lady."

The young girl was stunned, her gaze somewhat vacant.

Heath lifted his hood, revealing his trademark black hair.

He pointed at his head and said, "You were the most beautiful girl in the competition that day."

This young girl was none other than the beautiful girl he had seen at the Martial Arts Competition previously. At that time, he had even placed a garland of flowers on her head.

The girl widened her eyes.

Her eyes turned red instantly. She quickly lowered her head and curled up her body. She covered her face and sobbed, "No... You've got the wrong person... No... No... I don't know you... You've got the wrong person..."

She looked completely ashamed and embarrassed.

It was probably the last bit of dignity for the nobles.

Although most of the nobles were two-faced, one side was elegant and generous, while the other side was lascivious and flirtatious, it had to be said that most of the nobles were more ashamed than ordinary girls.

Of course, it was rare to see people who cared about their dignity after being reduced to this state.

Heath retracted his gaze and asked directly, "How much?"

When the bald slave owner heard that there was a chance, the smile on his face immediately became more cordial. "Sir, you have seen the appearance of this female slave. I don't think I need to introduce her. Although she is a little mischievous, it's not interesting for slaves to be the same. She has a little personality..."

Heath interrupted, "I mean all of them."

The bald man was stunned. "All of them? Are you referring to all the female slaves here?"

Heath said, "Yes."

After a pause, he said straightforwardly, "You don't need to introduce them in turn. Just quote the price directly. Don't be afraid to quote."

The slave owner sized up Heath from top to bottom. He probably did not see any noble aura. He looked as if he was saying, 'This fellow is not here to make fun of me, right?'

He opened his five fingers suspiciously. "500 coins..."

500 silver coins were definitely not a cheap price. There were more than thirty slaves here, and each of them was worth more than ten silver coins.

One had to know that at this time, women were not worth much. Two mouthfuls of food could be exchanged for one. If they were even willing to spend time, they could go to the refugee gathering place and guard it. They could always find good stuff.

However, to the slave owner's surprise, Heath agreed to this sky-high price without any bargaining.

"Sure."

And then, the development of the matter was beyond his expectations.

Heath casually took out a cloth bag and handed it over. At the same time, he was amiable and said shockingly, "Here are 500 gold coins. Please count it."

"Gold... Gold coins?" The slave master stuttered.

Heath raised his eyebrows. "What?"

The slave master took the bag and opened it. It was indeed a dazzling gold coin.

Under the flickering light of the fire, the golden light almost made the slave master faint. He looked as if he had seen a ghost and could not speak at all.

Seeing this, Heath suddenly understood.

'It seems that I misunderstood and understood the wrong unit!'

'Forget it, it's fine if I'm wrong.'

Gold coins, silver coins, and copper coins were all of the same value to him. That was...

Worthless.

He said, "Can I take them away now?"

The slave master was still hesitating whether to explain to Heath that he had misunderstood. After all, those who could fork out 500 gold coins were definitely not ordinary people.

But in the end, greed prevailed over reason.

Although he was only a part-time worker, to be able to sell the female slaves at such a high price, the reward he could get was also extraordinary.

After hearing Heath's inquiry, he hurriedly said, "Of... Of course."

He didn't dare to look into Heath's eyes. He hurriedly turned his head and shouted at the girls, "Now this gentleman is your new master. You follow him and serve him wholeheartedly. Use your milk, use your legs, use all of your body. Do whatever he tells you to do, do you hear?!"

"Yes, yes..."

"Okay..."

"Master, Master..."

Looking at the group of beautiful girls who called him their master and obediently gathered around him, Heath felt a surge of emotion in his heart.

Wasn't it too much of a waste of talent to just let them clean, wash, and cook?

When they returned to the manor, they would tidy up, build a big pool, make some maid dresses, and so on.

While they were cultivating, they would play games. They would soak in a big pool, hold a hand-held conference, hold an outdoor naked barbecue...

Although such days were boring... But... it was alright...

They could make do with it.

"Come on, let's go home."

While his thoughts ran wild, Heath called the girls out of the cage. After they came out, the slave owner asked Heath if he wanted to put collars on them, but Heath refused.

There was no need for that at all, okay? Under such circumstances, where would these girls run to?

Even if they really wanted to escape, they could just let them run. As a transmigrator, if he still had to rely on collars and whips to tame the servants...

Those decades of baptism by capitalism had been a failure...

"This d*mn woman... Don't worry, Sir, I'll teach her a lesson right now. I guarantee that she..."

There was a small incident before they left the cage.

The blonde girl, who was the one Heath had given her a garland of flowers, did not follow Heath out of the cage as eagerly as the other girls. Instead, she stayed in the corner and did not move at all.

The slave owner was fuming as he played with the whip inside, wanting to teach her a lesson.

But he was stopped by Heath.

Heath looked at the girl and asked nonchalantly, "Do you want to come with us?"

The girl looked at Heath.

Then she looked at the group of female slaves beside her.

Then she looked at the slave master.

She looked hesitant...