Chapter 649 "Black Money"

"Thank you, I will visit again tonight."

Yorko stared at the two dumbfounded, wondering if they had made a mistake, he was the ambassador of Graycastle!

After Otto left, before he had time to ask questions, Hill blocked all his dissatisfaction with one sentence, "This is what His Majesty wishes."

Yorko raised his forehead and said, "Are you sure? I represent Graycastle. If the Lord of Dawn finds out about this, what should we do if the relationship between the two countries returns to the previous state?"

"Let's not talk about whether Ampein Moya has the time to pay attention to such trivial matters. Even if he finds out, the witch is more important than the covenant." Hill said solemnly, "In fact, when selecting slaves, my subordinates Already secretly watching for witches among the refugee population."

"The results of it?"

"Nothing," he said, shaking his head. "Either there are no witches among the refugees, or they are well hidden and have been completely integrated into the local people. In short, if you can bring back a witch for His Majesty, he will reward you generously." ——You know how much His Majesty Roland values ​​them."

Hearing that it was an old friend's request, Yorko agreed with a bitter face.

Forget it, let’s just go there to open our eyes, he comforted himself in his heart, even Denise was not qualified to go, and he was also curious about what kind of slaves were sold there.

In the evening, Otto appeared at the gate of the mansion on time.

Yorko followed him into a luxurious carriage without a badge. In addition to being covered with thick plush carpets, there were actually two chains hanging from the roof. It was obvious what they were used for at a glance.

"I didn't expect you to have such a hobby," Yorko whistled.

"Ahem... this is not my car," Otto blushed slightly, "If you want to cover people's eyes and ears, but also fix them, only this kind of carriage is more suitable."

"You don't need to explain, I understand." He touched the wrist buckle under the chain curiously, "When this matter is over, can you lend me the car for a few days?"

"Of course, it's just a rental fee of fifty silver wolves a day, including the coachman." After telling the coachman the destination, Otto found a comfortable place to lie down, "The journey is a bit long, you can take a rest. "

"how long?"

"Almost half an hour, on the outskirts of Glory City."

"Then won't you be able to come back today?" Yorko asked in surprise, "After the sun has completely set, the city gate will be closed, right?"

"Provide shelter and food. In fact, all the services you can buy in Glory City are provided there."

"Sounds like a fair."

"Almost, the only difference is that it's built underground." Otto introduced, "I've only been there once, so I don't know if the bidding procedures have changed, but as long as you follow the guide's instructions, there shouldn't be any problem. Shoot After disposing of the witch, you don’t need to wait until the end of the whole exhibition, go directly to the backstage to lead people, and then there will be attendants who will arrange a room for you—”

"Wait..." Yorko looked at him in surprise, "Aren't you going in with me?"

"There is only one invitation letter."

"What about the money?"

"This black letter is money," Otto smiled. "Holding it is equivalent to getting the approval of the chamber of commerce. You just need to quote."

"Is there no upper limit?" Yorko's eyes widened.

"Of course there is...but it's far higher than the witch's selling price. According to the information I collected, the price of the witch auctioned a few years ago was around a thousand gold. Now that His Majesty An Peiyin has ordered the extermination of the witch, the transaction price should be even higher. Lower."

A thousand golden dragons! Yorko was stunned to himself, this group of upper-class nobles don't take money too seriously, don't they? You must know that even if you visit all the famous Fengyue venues in Wangdu, you can't spend so much money! Could it be that his level is too low, and he has never been exposed to those games that really cost money?

"Also... in order to gain her trust, you'd better not touch her," Otto coughed twice. "After all, she is not a real slave, otherwise it may cause trouble during the transportation."

"Of course I understand that," Yorko sighed. He was someone His Majesty wanted, and he would not dare to touch him even if he was killed.

"In short, remember to put a hood on her when you come out, and we will meet again tomorrow morning."

After the carriage drove out of the city gate, it ran westward all the way, and did not slow down until the dim afterglow was completely engulfed by night. It was about the same as Otto estimated. Half an hour later, the two arrived at their destination.

At first glance, the venue of the exhibition is no different from ordinary residential buildings. An empty yard is surrounded by crooked fences. In the middle stands a mud house made of mud and straw. Behind the yard is a bare farmland—the wheat has been harvested , leaving only clusters of bundled straw like knots growing out of the earth.

The only thing that stood out was that there were so many dangling torches lit in the fields, obviously someone was watching nearby.

Moreover, there are no checkpoints set up in front of the courtyard gates of ordinary houses.

After checking the invitation letter, Otto and the accompanying guards stayed outside the yard. Yorko followed the guide into the earthen house, went down the wooden ladder in the center of the hall, and passed through a narrow artificially dug passage. Into a natural cave.

The cave was about half the size of Wangdu Square. With the light of the flickering torch, he could still see many small dark holes on both sides, and he didn't know where it led.

The ground at the bottom of the cave has been re-polished and paved with flat floor tiles. Only the stalactites hanging from the top of the head can see the original appearance of this place. Many people have gathered here, and they seem to be waiting for the start of the exhibition .

Yorko finally understood what Otto meant by "less formal". Judging from this scene alone, it was really not much different from a rat party.

"My lord, this way please." The guide took him to the seat marked on the black letter, and sat down beside him, "I will be at your service throughout this exhibition. If you have any doubts about the products, you can Ask me." While speaking, the other party pressed her soft chest against Yorko's arm, and in the dim light, he could see her pointed chin and red lips under her mask.

"Is this also a kind of service?" He stretched out his elbow unceremoniously, "What's your name?"

"Of course, my lord, you can call me number seventy-six," the other party breathed out, but answered without any confusion.

Well, he retracted his words, rats would never be able to train such servants. If every bidder had a facilitator, the cost alone would be impressive.

"But is it always so dark here?" Yorko asked, enjoying the soft touch from his arm, raising his eyebrows, "It's impossible to see the products on the stage clearly."

"You'll find out soon enough," she chuckled.

As if to prove what No. 76 said, the sound of metal rubbing suddenly sounded at the top of the cave, and then several iron cables slid down, and a strange stone was hanging from the end of each iron cable. It will be brightened several times, and the booth in front of Yorko will be clearly illuminated in an instant.

The conversation in the cave suddenly subsided.

Against the backdrop of the soft and bright light, the torches became even dimmer, and the entire cave seemed to be plunged into darkness. The booth became the only bright spot and the focus of everyone's eyes.

A man in a tuxedo stepped onto the booth and bowed to the crowd.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time, and now I announce that the exhibition has officially started!" 17-03-19 11:36:17