The tragic whine of the elf sword dance master came from the forest.

The veterans in the camp looked at each other and smiled at each other, knowing that the newcomer named Renault had finally been accommodated.

The next day.

The seedling bed has completely grown into the shape of a tree.

They are like the soil of parasitic trees.

It is also like the trunk of a parasitic tree, becoming part of the parasitic tree, and the roots of the parasitic tree are everywhere in the body.

Even the brain and eyes are completely occupied by the roots of the parasitic tree.

According to normal circumstances, no organism can survive in this situation, but they are still alive now and will live consciously until the parasitic tree blooms and bears fruit.

As for whether they will feel pain.

Who knows?

Anyway, they could only make whine sounds that seemed to be there, like sculptures frozen there.

Today, Renault also accidentally saw a scene of disciplining goods.

A strong soldier was pinching the girl's neck and punching her. No matter how hard the girl struggled, she cried and begged, she could not stop the atrocities from continuing.

"What is that doing?"

Renault asked if he didn't understand.

"Just a simple discipline."

The soldiers around him explained in a relaxed tone:

"For these sub-human nourishment, we must discipline them like this at the beginning, so that they can understand who is the real master."

"You must beat them until they see you, and they will climb up in front of you with a smile on their faces and wag their tails. However, such things must not be left to newcomers who are not easy or serious."

"It will be no fun if you beat it to death, so it is usually a specialized veteran to educate you."

"So that's it. Your slave hunting team is still very professional!"

Renault suddenly realized and gave a thumbs up to the veteran around him.

"That's~"

"Don't worry, young man, you will be as professional as us in the future."

...

Day 3.

"It is said that there is nutrients to escape?"

As soon as Renault returned to the camp, he heard soldiers saying this.

Escape is normal.

Although the team building is very good, if he exchanges his identity with these goods, Renault will feel that he is still dead.

But the escaped nutrients must be punished, right?

Renault suddenly became a little curious.

How would Narid punish those fleeing goods?

With such a question, he casually asked a soldier.

"Ah~ Do you want to see how the boss cleans up those goods?"

"Walk east, there is a small lake over there, and the boss is there... I? I won't go anymore. I saw it in the morning and felt it was very exciting at first, but then it became boring."

The soldier rejected Renault's invitation.

He casually lifted a dying cargo from the ground and walked into the tent happily.

Renault followed the direction guided by the soldiers to the lake.

"Cargo, please open my eyes and see clearly. This is the consequence of the goods that escape from our hands."

Narid clapped his hands.

Suddenly, a series of bubbles emerged from the water surface of the lake behind him. The originally calm lake water also boiled, and the water splashed, and a huge dragon beast crawled up from the lake water.

"This is my pet, Casmore, it seems to be very happy to see you."

Narid grinned very kindly, but there was no intention of kindness in his eyes, only coldness and cruelty.

"Bring the escaped goods here."

With Narid's order, a tree elf was dragged and pulled by two soldiers.

Her expression was calm, and her eyes were filled with hatred and indifference. It was obvious that she had not realized the seriousness of the matter.

She escaped at noon this day.

The pretending to please the soldier who chose her made the soldier relax her vigilance. She originally wanted to kill the soldier, but under the influence of the medicine, she had no time to pick up the heavy sword anymore, and she could only sneak away while the soldier was asleep.

But unexpectedly, I was caught back by the tightly guarded slave arresting team.

"Your expression is very good. I like you unruly elves very much, but I hope you can continue to look like this next."

Narid looked at the silent elf and smiled gently, then waved to the dragon beast behind him.

"Just dislocate her limbs and throw them on the ground."

These things didn't need Narid to do, and the soldiers immediately removed the elf girl's joints. They were already familiar with this kind of thing.

The elf girl was tortured by severe pain and her pretty face was pale, but she still kept silent until she was dragged to the dragon beast.

She thought that her ending was just being killed by the dragon beast.

Until Nared smiled and issued an order to the dragon beast beside him that all the "goods" present were terrified.

The elf girl finally panicked.

She can understand mainland Chinese.

When her eyes fell on the huge dragon beast in front of her, the hideous barbs made her truly feel the trembling on her soul.

【Mother Goddess…】

She cried dejectedly.

【If you can hear it, please... save me... save those sisters who were caught by humans...】

...

One week later.

The fruits of the parasitic tree came to the king's palace very on time.

This time there are a total of six parasitic trees, each parasitic tree will bear 20 fruits.

Two of the fruits were the king himself who wanted to enjoy.ωωw.

There are three more gifts to the kings of other countries, and the last fifteen are sold all over the world as goods.

Especially the mages of the Southern Continent.

They are very interested in this magical fruit. They buy about ten of them from Kalanri every year, and have also booked a batch of parasitic tree fruits this year.

These fifteen parasitic trees alone can match the tax revenue of the entire Kalanri for half a year.

Therefore, even if King Kalanry reduces the soldiers on the front line, he will form this group of slave hunting teams to breed parasitic tree fruits. If the finances are relatively tight in one year, he will even breed twice.

Anyway, they are just some female slaves.

As long as you are willing to spend time, you can still find it.

“It’s so wonderful.”

King Karanri took a bite of the crystal clear parasitic tree fruit, looking endless aftertaste.

The fruits of the parasitic tree are as beautiful as pink crystals, and look like an exquisite work of art. It is hard to imagine that such beautiful fruits would be bred by demonic methods.

"I went back to my childhood. At that time, I was not as tall as the wheat fields in the fields. I snuggled in my mother's arms and looked at the farmers working in the fields. They smiled very comfortably and warmly. At that time, I asked, 'Mom, why are these farmers so happy to work..."

"Mother said, this is because my father is a wise king. Everyone lives and works in peace and contentment under his rule, and naturally, they will have their own happiness."

The middle-aged king's eyes were blurred and tears flashed in his eyes. No one would doubt that he was really wrapped in happiness at this time.

"After my mother and father passed away, I often asked myself, do I do as good as my father, and whether my people follow me live and work in peace and happiness?"

"Your Majesty, we are grateful for your rule."

The guards beside the king immediately squatted on the ground with respect and flattery.

"Your eyes are what we want!"

"Yeah." King Kalanry snorted lightly indifferently, obviously not taking this flattery seriously. He lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and the turbidity in his eyes gradually became brighter.

"This fruit is also left for the King of Winter."

The two guards looked at each other, looking a little embarrassed.

"Your Majesty, will this be bad? The King of Winter prefers Asians and may not accept your kindness."

King Kalanry waved his hand when he heard this and smiled indifferently.

"First of all, he doesn't know the origin of this fruit."

"Secondly, after he tasted this fruit, I believe he would not refuse to taste it for the second time, because only those who have eaten it will understand..."

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ps: The hatred between elves and human races is far less simple. Although I borrowed from a bz, in many cases, especially in reality, it is far more cruel than what I wrote. It happened to us seventy or eighty years ago, and we still remember it to this day. Many readers feel uncomfortable when they see this, but I am actually quite relieved. This proves that you are still very sympathetic.
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