After getting the special disguise potion, I said goodbye to Tiger and the Paladin of Light.

A group of players, led by the little ghost head, visited all the slave traders in the entire market according to the list and purchased all the female slaves at a normal price.

It can be seen that in this market, Tiger and Light Paladin Audi are really "notorious"

When many slave traders heard Tiger's name, their faces turned pale and their legs trembled slightly, which all illustrate this point.

"Okay kid, this is one of your gold coins. Keep this money and don't let anyone snatch it away."

He threw the gold coin to the kid who had been coveting it for a long time without doing anything, and then returned to the team of the player "Chamber of Commerce" with the other party's grateful eyes.

They purchased a total of more than 700 female slaves in the slave market, mainly demi-humans and tree elves, as well as some other humanoid races, such as dwarfs, horn tribes, feather tribes, etc.

It's not that they are sexist.

There are actually no male slaves in this market.

It is said that many strong male slaves will be directly recruited to do coolies in the military camp in Kalanli, or they will be sent to the mines to pull ore as soon as they are captured. They don't even have a chance to be selected.

Only a small number of good-looking male slaves will be booked in advance by the curious nobles.

But this is something that happens only once.

"Send these slaves out of the city, and then go to Northwest Street to wait for the unlucky viscount."

Looking at these ragged female slaves, a trace of intolerance and repressed anger flashed in the innocent eyes.

The youngest of them is only seven or eight years old.

In modern society, these beautiful girls should still be coquettish and happy in the arms of their parents.

But what about them?

But he could only stare with big blank eyes and follow the entire team of slaves mechanically and aimlessly.

They may already know their tragic fate, but they have lost the courage and hope to resist. The pain of the whip marks on their bodies warns them, and the heavy shackles in their hands and feet imprison them.

"I hope you can be happy in Winter City and live well."

He sighed without doing anything.

He is not from this game world, so naturally he cannot represent the position of mankind.

There is no concept of human supremacy.

The relationship between humans and monsters is truly everlasting.

But except for the tree elves, these humanoid races are completely oppressed and enslaved by humans.

They hide here and there like rats crossing the street.

But they will still be picked up from dark and dirty corners by humans and put in shackles.

Obviously they didn't do anything.

Just like the country of the Naya people, it is obviously just surviving in the cracks between humans and the orc empire, but it still attracts Mo Ming's invasion.

A war with the purpose of massacre and genocide is evil, no matter when, whether outside the game or inside the game.

"Where will we...be sent to?"

Following the player's team, a demihuman female slave murmured to herself, seemingly asking herself and the female slaves walking with her.

"This direction should be out of the city."

The female slave girl from the Horn tribe next to her shook her head.

The reason why they are targeted by the human slave-catching team is because although they are petite, they have thrilling body curves like the devil.

Coupled with the pair of long horns that curve backwards on their heads, the long horns that slave owners call them are the best focus.

Before that.

They never had any conflict with Kalanli's army.

"You will be sent to Winter City."

"You will live a peaceful and stable life there, believe me."

A player reminded in a low voice.

However, the demihuman girl and the horned girl did not speak. They did not believe it at all. They just lowered their heads and did not dare to look at the player. Even their bodies trembled subconsciously.

It is almost forbidden for female slaves to talk to each other.

Once discovered, a whipping is inevitable.

"Actually, you don't have to be afraid..."

The player is a little embarrassed.

But the two female slaves shivered even more.

Seeing this scene, the player sighed helplessly, walked away a little, and did not continue talking.

Obviously, these female slaves have become accustomed to being abused. Even when faced with good intentions, they will instinctively deceive themselves and react with fear and some self-protection.

"Damn nobles."

The player muttered angrily.

He hated that he didn't have the chance to participate in the next mission. He was just a life-oriented player before, but now he was not level enough and could only escort the slave team out of the city.

"Be sure to upgrade in the future!"

He clenched his fists, eager for the first time to have stronger power.

…

Three hours later.

Northwest Street.

This is a relatively remote section of Northwest Street.

It is surrounded by tall walls and ruins. It is said that this place used to be a slum, but because of an earthquake, everything collapsed. The ruins have piled up and no one has cleaned it up until now.

Do nothing and wait for seventy or eighty players to bury themselves in the ruins, with only a pair of sneaky eyes looking out.

"How much longer?"

"There are still three minutes left." I asked Alin to look at the system timer and muttered in his heart.

"Is it necessary to be so careful? Can the code-named Ghost Bat really accurately predict the arrival time of Baron Boonnet to the second?"

"I don't know." He shook his head.

"But you should know about Aarons. He has never made any mistakes when helping the Winter King, and his intelligence capabilities are amazing."

"Since the Ghost Bat was trained by him, it probably won't be any worse."

"Just wait patiently."

The players did not continue to communicate.

As time passed, the ground began to shake, and the sound of horse hooves came from far away. All the players' eyes lit up and they cheered up.

"Coming!"

"We only have three seconds, we must keep all the barons and knights!"

The sound of horse hooves approaches.

Not far away, a group of knights surrounded a middle-aged nobleman with chestnut hair and galloped on their horses. The players were calculating the distance and counting the seconds.

"Pull!!" Suddenly, Bu Lurenshi roared.

The sound reverberated throughout the alleyway, and the players holding the tripping ropes felt numb, and they tightened the ropes in their hands like a conditioned reflex.

"Boom!" The stumbling rope collapsed under the huge force, and the tough rope made a muffled sound. At this time, the baron's team also rushed over.

The inhumane roar not only made the players react, but also alerted Baron Boonnet and his party. However, the speed of their horses was too fast and they did not have enough time to react.

The horse was tripped and the rope was broken.

Horses neighed, people roared, and there was a lot of noise.

The man turned his back on his horse.

A group of knights fell as their horses fell, and their men also flew away.

However, after all, they were full of fighting spirit and well-trained. They stabilized their bodies immediately and began to form a formation to protect the baron who fell to pieces.

"Who is it? Attacking a Kalanli noble is a capital crime. Get out!"

Get out?

If it doesn't exist, when will the players quit?

They want to come out proudly.

Immediately, seventy or eighty figures came out of the ruins. The light of fighting spirit and the blood of the warriors were flowing around them. There were also several priests who exuded soft light but held heavy scepters in their hands.

The baron and his knights were instantly surrounded.
To be continued...