Chapter 1121 Pawewu Slave Firm 【Subscription】

Time passed by in a hurry, and it was past seven o'clock in the evening in a blink of an eye.

Both Prince Carter and Miss Penny have left Walda Miles Restaurant.

Zong Shen didn't pay the bill and left the private room until he had eaten a full stomach.

The Tamar block where the slave auction is located is not too far from the barbecue restaurant.

This is why Zong Shen chose to dine here.

Maybe Prince Carter thinks so too.

Night fell on the great city of Lentax.

The light of the white stone street lamp illuminates the roadside ahead.

For the hurried businessman, there is not much difference between day and night.

Because they were not far away, Zong Shen chose to go there on foot.

When he arrived at Tamar Street, outside the auction venue, there were less than five minutes left before the official start of the auction.

The surrounding area of ​​the auction table set up in the block is already full.

Zong Shen hired the waiter from the slave trading firm, and spent an extra 1,500 crowns to book a private room with a window and a terrace on the second floor of a surrounding building.

In the huge aborigine city, money is often more useful than force.

For such a small matter, if it can be settled with money, there is no need to use force.

He was welcomed into the private room by the waiter, with tea and simple snacks on the table,

Zong Shen looked out from the balcony and called out the strategy module with a thought.

The golden circle mark immediately appeared, locking the location of the prince and Miss Penny for him.

It was in the house directly across from him.

When he focused his eyes, he could see Prince Carter leaning on the stone railing of the terrace.

Miss Penny did not come out. She sat at the small table, staring at the decorative flowers on the table.

It can be seen that she really has no interest in this kind of slave auction.

Her nature has already doomed everything and framed Penny's emotions.

She would never be interested in something like the slave trade that violated individual freedom.

To put it bluntly, this guy is a white lotus with some kind of mental cleanliness.

In a troubled world, that would be a holy mother who should be killed immediately.

But in a favorable and peaceful environment, she is only suitable to be a canary in a cage.

So Penny is destined not to be suitable for Prince Carter.

Zong Shen believes that Carter himself understands this.

And speaking of it in detail, the reason why Penny is so attractive to Prince Carter is probably precisely because of the contrast between the two.

Thinking of this, Zong pouted.

In terms of behavior alone, he thought he would never be much nobler than Prince Carter.

Even because of his status as a lord, many of the things he did were far more disorderly than the aborigines.

Killing the enemy is even more merciless.

Is he wrong?

Of course you are!

Miss Penny was naturally not at fault.

This is the so-called difference between the three perspectives, each is a clown in each other's eyes.

No one can say that the other party is wrong.

The observation time didn't last long, because a potbellied slave trader stepped out from behind the curtain of the circular auction table in the square below.

There was also a burst of lively shouting in the square.

"Rare to see! Rare to see!"

"Pavilu Slave Trading Company is honored to meet you in the giant city of Lentax!"

"My humble servant is Heymans Pavel, the host of this auction, and the person in charge of the auction of slaves in the giant city of Lentax!"

"The first auction tonight is a treasure that rarely appears in the slave market."

"The Tauren from the Sandhoof Clan in the distant Red Gobi!"

"They are good at plowing the fields, one can be as good as three oxen or twelve farmers!"

The slave trader introduced enthusiastically, and soon several burly subordinates launched several rectangular iron cages with a height of about three meters.

Each iron cage has been strengthened by runes, and the firmness value has reached more than 15,000 points.

The outside of the cage was covered with a black cloth, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.

In the end, six iron cages were pushed from the side ramps onto the auction platform supported by thick wooden beams.

The surrounding farmers suddenly boiled and whistled loudly.

For the owners of these farms or farms, tauren slaves are excellent labor.

They are physically strong and hard-working. They not only have a physique stronger than cattle, but also have the dexterity of human farmers.

When it comes to work, they never complain because they have a natural love for farming and the land.

The only ones who can be compared with the tauren in this respect are the wild boar living in the western mountains.

As long as the tauren are given a full meal, they are willing to plow the fields for a whole day.

And under normal circumstances, the tauren has a gentle temperament and will not get angry at will, unless they are provoked by red or see the centaur they hate the most.

So when Heymans Pavelw announced that the first auction was for the tauren, the ranchers were overjoyed.

The slave trader looked around and raised his hand when he saw that the atmosphere was getting better, signaling his men to remove the black cloth covering the iron cage.

In each iron cage was a strong, two-meter-six, seven-meter-tall Tauren warrior imprisoned.

All male, full pectoralis major and eight-pack abs with shark lines are enough to make most people in the scene feel ashamed.

These minotaurs wear only a pair of knee-length linen shorts, and have thick brown hair on the chest and arms.

His eyes were stern, without any emotional fluctuations.

Around their necks are metal collars engraved with runes.

As an auxiliary control method, any overreaction by these guys will be punished.

The collar in the neck stimulates their brains.

The three-meter-high iron cage is not spacious for these tauren.

It's like a 1.8 meter tall human standing in a vertical box just over 1.9 meters tall.

The good temper of the Minotaur is relative, even if it is a kind and intelligent race, once it is reduced to a slave and its freedom is restricted, it will rise up to resist.

Zong Shen looked at those tauren with great interest.

There are also a smaller number of tauren warriors in his domain.

It's just that he didn't expect that the aborigines of Endless Continent would use tauren as farmers!

He originally had some thoughts in his heart that he wanted to participate in the auction.

But soon, this idea was dismissed.

He knew that there was a tauren clan on the border between the Kingdom of Avalon and the Kingdom of Nord.

Whenever a war broke out in the human kingdom, these scattered clans living within the scope of the war would be affected.

In the eyes of slave traders, even the most despicable goblins are worth selling.

As long as goblins are put on shackles, they can be sent to work in forest farms or mines.

Just two mouthfuls of cold leftovers every day can feed those bad things.

Of course, don't count on them for slightly complicated jobs.

So as long as it falls into the hands of slave traders, regardless of ethnicity or gender, it will eventually become a commodity up for sale.

The cunning Heymans Pavel was silent for two minutes.

Waited until the farmers yelled because they couldn't wait before opening their mouths again.

"Compared to the gentlemen, you can't wait to participate in the auction!"

As he spoke, he went to one of the iron cages, and another subordinate brought a big black iron clock to the stage.

Heymans Pavel held a gentleman's stick, and first poked the teeth of the tauren in the cage.

Then let the tip of the rod slide to the position of the tauren's chest.

"Everyone, look at this mouth, look at this physique!"

"All tauren have passed the meticulous inspection of our firm!"

"They're healthy, strong, and in their prime!"

"Buy one back, enough to serve your grandchildren!"

The lifespan of tauren is slightly lower than that of dwarves, about 300-400 years.

Therefore, the words of the slave merchants are not exaggerated, and the tauren slaves can indeed serve the grandchildren of these farmers!

"Damn it, stop talking!"

"Quick offer!"

"Do you want the auction to run until tomorrow morning?"

"Greedy devil, tell me your price!"

Rough ranchers don't have much patience.

Anyone who lives off the land knows how reliable the tauren are in farming.

Haymans Pavelw gave a gentle smile.

As a mature businessman, he obviously knows how to please his customers.

I saw him put away the gentleman's staff, raised the copper hammer, and struck the black iron bell.

"Boom!"

"Each tauren is auctioned separately, and the starting price is 1,000 dinars!"

"The No. 1 Tauren will be auctioned first!"

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Zong Shen had no interest in tauren slaves, and Prince Carter and his "hero" had the same opinion.

He even leaned against the stone railing and yawned.

In a real auction, no matter whether it is a slave or an item, it is impossible to maintain a climax all the time.

Moreover, the process is also very inconvenient, and it seems tedious and boring before the personal favorite lot appears.

Zong Shen was very relaxed. He drank a few pots of black tea from Luntax Giant City and ate a lot of free snacks. He was leisurely and leisurely.

Prince Carter on the opposite terrace has paced back and forth several times.

If it wasn't for the prince's image, he would probably let the accompanying followers force the slave merchant to immediately change the auction target.

Half an hour later, the auction was conducted three times.

They are tauren slaves for farmers, and Nord blood swordsmen for those nobles who need to train private soldiers. This is one of the few standard arms in the Nord Kingdom that does not use axes as their main and secondary weapons.

Recently, a group of thirty or forty Nord serfs were packaged and auctioned.

"Boom!"

When the black iron bell was rung again.

Two iron cages about 1.8 meters in size were rolled out on the field.

This shows that the slaves held in it are only about 1.7 meters in height.

"The auction this time is also a rare and precious item!"

As usual, Heymans Paviu introduced that the atmosphere at the scene no longer needs additional embellishment.

Speaking of which, the Paviu Slave Firm is really quite powerful.

These batches of auctioned slaves are of good quality, have received simple medical examinations and training, have been bathed, and dewormed.

There are no old, weak, sick or disabled among them, and everyone is in good physical condition.

You must know that in the black market, many slave traders will carry private goods.

Send the slaves mixed with a large number of old and weak women and children to the new cities and settlements where the population has accumulated and pioneered.

Yes, the aborigines are still expanding today, and new towns are being built everywhere.

The demand for labor is still very strong.

In the non-war period, slave traders used horse bandits and bandits to create artificial refugees.

They also often travel to remote areas.

You must know that the Endless Continent is except for the current human kingdoms.

There are also many small independent countries, some of which may have only a few million people, living in seclusion in the depths of some hills or plains.

Some of them are existences with cultures and customs that are very different from the several human kingdoms in the Endless Continent.

The number of these small and scattered countries is too numerous to count.

Humans living in these small countries are called barbarians by the "mainstream" kingdoms.

In the era without wars, slave hunting teams would always appear in areas where barbarians were infested.

This is the case with the real Endless Continent. Because the territory is too large, there are still many details that Zong Shen has never understood.

On the auction platform below, the black iron flat bell made a "clang" sound again.

Heymans Pavelwu, who was in charge of hosting, used this to signal the crowd to be quiet.

This guy has a good voice, and his voice alone is enough to overwhelm the hustle and bustle of the scene.

But for the effect of the auction, he still has to pay attention to the rhythm.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is also an art!

"In the iron cage behind me is an absolute treasure!"

"From the mysterious kingdom of Zerikan in the Blue Mountain Island in the East Sea of ​​Avalon!"

"That island is the home of the yellow sand monster, and it has bred countless creatures as terrifying as it."

"Among them, the Zerikan women are born wild warriors and superb swordsmen!"

"They can complete the process from drawing the knife to chopping off your dick within two breaths!"

Heymans Paviu's eloquence was not bad, mixed with wisecracks, which made the big bosses at the scene laugh out loud.

Zong Shen also became interested in these few "human races" living in various parts of the Endless Continent.

Basically, they all have characteristics different from those of the mainstream human race in the Great Kingdom.

It is no exaggeration to say that apart from the definition of race, "barbarians" are completely different races of humans.

Prince Carter on the opposite terrace also showed interest.

He laughed along with everyone.

Looks like they all know about Zerikhan's women.

Only Zong Shen still maintained his original unhurried look.

This is the biggest difference between lords and aborigines.

In his eyes, there is not much difference between the Zerikan people living on the island and the aborigines of Avalon, Nord, Swadia and other kingdoms.

This is the deviation of the cognitive perspectives of the two parties.

But Heymans Pavelw piqued his curiosity.

Zong Shen wanted to see what kind of female swordsman could chop off his dick within two breaths.

The result was revealed soon, Hymans Pavelwu stretched out his hand and pulled away the black cloth.

Suddenly, loud whistles sounded at the scene.

Inside the cage were two young women with dark hair and brown skin, wearing collars and shackles, and each wearing a loose cloth robe.

They were leaning against the iron cage with their heads bowed, their black hair covering most of their faces with tattoos!