Chapter 67 Bored, I just want to bleed into rivers!
Chapter 67 Bored, I just want blood to flow into a river!
Author: Scarlet Echo
Chapter 67 Bored, I just want blood to flow into a river!
"First of all, let me make it clear to you in advance that everything you do is your choice, and I did not arrange for you to do such a thing. Is that okay?"
In the carriage, Kyle took Sister Astartes and ran towards the Street of Joy.
Sister Astarte nodded, thought for a moment, and then continued: "But if you directly ask me to take your carriage and take me to Happy Street, will they believe it?"
"Why don't you believe it?" Kyle looked at Sister Astarte in surprise and said, "Whether you took my car to Happy Street and had some "mischief" with you after I went there has nothing to do with me."
Kyle paused and then added: "A murderer killed someone with a weapon bought from a store clerk. Instead of blaming the murderer for causing trouble, he went to blame the store clerk who followed his duties and sold the goods. Isn't it ridiculous?
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The corners of Sister Astartes' mouth twitched slightly.
The NPCs in this game are indeed worthy of their reputation in terms of intelligence. For example, when Brother Kyle said this, the innocent expression on his face seemed to be true.
It can be said that he has a thick face and a dark heart.
Shameful, so shameful!
...I like you like this!
Well, as we all know, Kyle is actually a thin-skinned person.
If you don’t believe it, look at his face.
Happy Street is located between the downtown area and the commercial district. Part of the area overlaps with the residential area. Walking along the road, the first impression is that there is not much difference between the normal commercial districts... except for the products they sell.
Of course this is only during the day.
During the day, these slave merchants would tie a small number of slaves with good appearance and good obedience to restraint rings, put them into different types of clothing, and let them hang in the window to display themselves like a commodity.
Such slaves can, to a certain extent, exchange for the right to rest early at night.
In this way, prostitutes do not have to be illuminated by the pink magic stone lamp with an ambiguous atmosphere at night, and wait to serve the benefactors who come one after another - provided that you are not specifically named by the big benefactors.
Some slaves who have been involuntarily living on Happy Street for various reasons will try their best to attract more business for slave traders during the day in order to avoid being defiled, in exchange for them not having to entertain them at night.
Those cruel adventurers who only want to vent their "anger".
"The Lord seems to dislike those slave traders?" Sister Astartes asked tentatively.
"How do you like it?"
"Of course I don't like it."
"Then now you open the car window and look out. Do you see the slaves in the window?" Kyle's expression was calm, but his voice had a slight ups and downs.
Sister Astarte looked out the window of the car and could vaguely see the slaves who had dressed themselves up beautifully.
Kyle showed a sarcastic smile and said: "A considerable number of them were forced to become slaves for reasons that are difficult to trace.
In order to maintain their remaining dignity, this small group of people will do their best to attract customers during the day, in exchange for not being treated as prostitutes and being thrown to receive adventurers at night.
But once a big client appears in the evening and requests a slave to serve him, the slaves have no right to refuse.
After they step into this place, they become labeled commodities. What's even more ridiculous is that the slave traders sometimes let these commodities have sweet dreams, trying to immerse them in their dreams and gradually give up their struggle."
Sister Astartes nodded.
It was precisely because he witnessed such behavior that trampled on humanity that he was so impatient to take action.
Sister Astartes could not stand the behavior that had fallen below the bottom line of his tolerance, so he said:
"This is indeed an inherent drawback of slavery itself. If possible, after we undead have accumulated enough power, many people will surely stand up and completely abolish this system."
"Then you will be surrounded and killed by many strong men before you even start to gain momentum." Kyle said calmly.
"Hmm? Aren't there a few of those top experts who would resist this system?"
Kyle didn't know what he thought of, and with a helpless smile on his face, he said: "Yes, but they can only do this in their own territory, for example...Lancaster Territory."
When he heard this, Sister Astartes was not surprised.
After all, players are still very enthusiastic about the new map. They have already found out that the Lancaster Territory once swallowed up a small area of dungeons, including a large number of snow wolves and fox people.
The transformation of the half-orcs of the Lynx tribe into the people of the territory.
It has only been ten years since this incident, but many people in the community still remember it fresh.
It is said that the people of that dungeon integrated into the life of the territory with little resistance, and even the Snow Wolf tribe directly chose the former lord Anthony as their leader.
Thinking of this, Sister Astartes was stunned for a moment. She suddenly thought of something and felt an electric current running up her spine and into her head. For a moment, her scalp felt numb.
Kyle knocked on the armrest and said: "It seems that you have reacted... The core reason why the slave trade cannot be eradicated on the mainland is that underground cities are constantly being generated. You cannot guarantee that every devoured underground city will contain those
Aboriginal people are friendly."
Sister Astarte sighed and said: "Those who will endanger the security of the territory will most likely be killed. Those who are relatively harmless and can be used will be accepted depending on the situation.
And those races that are relatively large in number and are very likely to occupy the mainstream of the territory's population in the future are either restricted or trafficked, right?"
Kyle nodded and said: "This is almost the situation. This gives slave traders room to survive and develop, but obviously, it also makes the germination of evil more uncontrollable in the gray area.
For example, through the polygonal slave trade, we have extended our hands into areas that should not be reached, and for example, those behaviors that seriously violate human nature..."
"Let's talk about other things. Regardless of whether the slave trade is reasonable or not, there are some guys who have seriously violated my cognitive standards. I will not show mercy no matter what."
Sister Astartes did not hesitate because of this, but became even more determined.
In other words, these slave traders often do things that have no legal basis...
Hey, it's you who turned the slave trade in the gray area into human trafficking in the illegal area, right?
Then there is nothing to say, I just want to see the river of blood!
"Then... I wish you good luck." Kyle chuckled.
He is worthy of being the "Crazy Shepherd" of the future, his actions are always one step faster than his thoughts.
"However, even if you ran into the gang in the lower city last night and completed a self-breakthrough through high-intensity bloody fighting, you would still not be a match for the slave traders protected by professionals." Kyle said with a chuckle.
"I think you have been mentally prepared for a long time, haven't you?" When Sister Astartes said this, she suddenly smiled. At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped.
The station has arrived.
Kyle glanced out the car window, turned back, with a bright smile on his face, and said: "What you said, does this have anything to do with me? I'm just an ordinary mixed-race succubus!"
After saying that, his tail stiffened, and his heart-shaped little tail suddenly opened, revealing his small fangs, and bit into Sister Astartes' aorta.
The smile on Sister Astartes' face became ferocious, and in a daze, it seemed that he heard someone saying:
"You have been strengthened, send it quickly!"
Boring! Today I just want to bleed like a river!
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Street Diary:
【Disaster event】
Author Friend A: (Forwarded a chat record to you)
I clicked it and took a look, and for a moment my eyes went dark.
The general content is as follows:
Outgroup friends: Talking in Succubus’s group every day is like going home
Outgroup friends: I really like it inside
Outgroup friends: (funny head-scratching.jpg)
…
It’s over! Our innocence is gone!
This was my first reaction.
2 seconds later…
Yes, when I clicked on the code and took a quick look, my vision went dark.
When I glanced at it after finishing the coding, my eyes went dark.
Woohoo, everyone in the group should be a little more serious!