Vol 2 Chapter 180: fighting tribe

Expect it.
As the curtains were lowered, Nuo Da's manor hall seemed to fall into the night in an instant.
However, the servant quickly lit the lamps, and the whole hall became bright and warm. Even the air seemed to add a faint fragrant fragrance because of the burning of these lamps.
"This is beeswax, pure beeswax."
In the seat, Daniel whispered to Wu Hui beside him and said, "But there seems to be some special incense added, you know, it's all rich people's favorite stuff. If you don't like Brother Wu Hui, If so, I have some cooling creams here, which can alleviate some ... um ... the hotness. "
"You don't need to worry about this small amount of gadgets." Wu Hui waved her hand and signaled that she didn't care.
Wu Hui has been in this world for a long time, and he already has a certain understanding of this world.
Speaking of this beeswax, it is a precious good. In addition to the high medicinal value of beeswax itself, candles made of beeswax are not the same as those used by civilians when they light up.
The candles made of beeswax not only do not produce dirty pollution, but also produce a brighter flame after being ignited, and also have the effect of purifying the air and strengthening the heart.
Due to the difficulty of obtaining and high value, usually only the capitals such as Black and Daniel, or the Royal Theatre, have the capital to use beeswax lighting.
Of course, although the price is expensive, the effect is also very obvious. Illumination with beeswax and the carefully designed specular reflection of the lamp will definitely make the entire room bright and glorious.
Just now Viscount Taylor lit dozens of Chinese lanterns and used hundreds of beeswaxes. This is no longer style to describe, this is simply a luxury!
As for some incense in Daniel's mouth, it is a wealth of nobles who are obsessed with pleasure, adding a little special medicine to beeswax.
After all, aristocratic wealthy businessmen who are excessively insatiable all day are usually somewhat overpowered and inadequate. Therefore, in a happy moment, a little incense is often better.
Daniel is also a careful person. He is worried that Wu Hui, who has only Level 2 strength, will be affected by these incenses, so he only gives a reminder.
But don't forget, Wu Hui's true identity is a deity with a strong spirit, even if it is really poisonous, it can be solved in minutes.
However, many wealthy businessmen and aristocrats present, along with the followers next to them, began to look red and emotional, and the kind of greed and indulgence had already flooded every corner of the hall.
"It's a real drunk."
Wu Hui touched his chin and looked around slowly, secretly obscuring this fat pig Viscount Taylor, who had long-term control of the port trade in Ampro and the surrounding sea trade. It seemed that he was already rich in oil.
There are also wealthy businessmen and nobles on the scene, who are proud and extravagant. This oil and water scrape casually, it is estimated that they will scare people?
"Wow!"
Just then, the sound of a series of iron chains suddenly passed in through the side door.
The whispering guests in the hall all subconsciously quieted down, one by one, they turned their attention to the side doors of the hall, and they were about to be sent up. It was the first "goods" tonight.
"Masters, the goods that are about to be delivered now are the best ... male slaves in Thorns Ridge so far!"
With the old butler of Viscount Taylor standing in the middle of the hall with a shout, the tonight's orchestra is officially started.
However, the term "male slave" made Wu Hui spit out, and suddenly there was not much interest.
As a foreigner, he already has a certain understanding of the slavery system in this world.
Under normal circumstances, female slaves are often more valuable than male slaves, especially when young and beautiful female slaves are in demand everywhere. Male slaves are much inferior. At least in many cases, male slaves are much cheaper than female slaves.
After all, in this world, men's power occupies a large proportion, and those in power and senior officials are mostly men. Their preferences and needs naturally determine the price of this market.
However, one thing is certain, once a man or a woman, once he becomes a slave, there will be no life in this life. Except for the tragic death, there will be no hope for the rest of his life.
The good show arranged by Viscount Taylor is probably the slave trade that is popular among the aristocracy.
Less hectare.
As the sound of the "chain" went closer and closer, the "cargo" tonight finally came to the center of the hall under the drag of several servants.
Wu Hui, who had just frowned, saw his male slaves, and couldn't help but frown, immediately glancing at him for a few minutes.
There are a total of a hundred of these male slaves. They are naked, with only one crotch cloth on and around them, and each hand and foot are locked by iron chains. They wear rough collars symbolizing slaves on their necks, and they are connected to each other by iron cables. Restraint each other, unable to act arbitrarily.
After they entered the field, they lined up in the hall neatly, with an expression of numbness or grief. Many of them still had scars left by swords, but there was no doubt that they were all powerful and extraordinary.
Wu Hui looked closely, these male slaves were different from the Oriental males he was familiar with. These male slaves had dark brown hair, a well-defined face, a tall nose, and a body that was much taller and taller than everyone around them, especially strong legs, powerful arms, and large, bulging, strong breasts. There is no strong male force everywhere.
In order to sell for a good price, Viscount Taylor ordered people to apply essential oils to the male slaves, making his muscle texture more obvious.
At first glance, it looks like the Greek sculpture Wu Hui has seen on the earth before. Each body is full of the beauty of combining wildness and power.
"God, scan these male slaves."
Wu Hui glanced secretly and found that the physical qualities of these male slaves were all as strong as beasts, with the lowest level of strength reaching Level 2, among which 30% of the male slaves reached Level 3. As a soldier this level is placed outside, which is comparable to the King's Guard!
Compared with the Templar knights carefully cultivated by Wu Hui, I am afraid that they are a little bit worse.
No way, maybe because of the race's characteristics, these exotic male slaves are tall and big, and they are obviously much stronger in terms of physical fitness alone.
It was just that these strong and powerful fighters were reduced to the lowest slaves, which surprised Wu Hui.
"Haha, Lord Black, and friends, have you opened your eyes?"
Perhaps because of the surprise of Black and Wu Hui, Viscount Taylor touched his fat belly and smiled proudly, "They are all Helus, born warriors!"
"Herus? I've heard of this race."
Daniel's eyes lighted up, and he seemed to remember something, so he introduced to Wu Hui and Black sideways, "Herus are not our empires, they live on the coast of the far west sea, where they established a large tribe-based union A city-state is a fighting nation of all people. "
"This friend is so insightful!"
Viscount Taylor did not recognize Daniel's true identity, but in order to sing the count of Blake Black, he still smiled politely, "Herus is the enemy of our empire. Six months ago, the powerful West Sovereign Black Skull Henry, ransacked. A town of Helus, through a middleman, I finally bought a batch of strong Helus male slaves from the black skull. "
"Henry, the black skull, is the infamous pirate of the West Sea. Even the King and the Navy can't do anything about him." Daniel reminded Wu Hui again.
Wu Hui nodded in response, and at the same time secretly appreciated that Daniel, the grandson of the Duke, was indeed very knowledgeable. It was indeed a lucky thing for him, his bright god, to conquer him.
However, it now seems that not only the sea tribe is making waves, but also pirates dominate the party, and it seems that neither sea tribe nor pirates should be underestimated.
Right now, this bright god, if he wants to extend his faith and territory to the whole world, it is really not easy.
It can be seen that upgrading the godhead is imminent.
"I have bought a total of 350 male slaves of this group, but only three hundred survived after three months of maritime voyage!"
Speaking of which, Viscount Taylor has faced four times, and at the same time deliberately raised the volume, "This hundred people are the healthiest and strongest Helus warriors!"
"Now a hundred Herus male slaves are all packed for auction!"
The old housekeeper standing in the middle of the hall received a look from Viscount Taylor and immediately announced in a loud voice, "Starting price, 80 gold Frank!"
"Whew!"
Numerous wealthy businessmen and nobles at the scene, as well as their personal servants, immediately began the tumultuous discussions and auctions.
80 Gold Franks are not cheap. Ordinary peasants have worked hard for a year, and they can not earn a single Gold Frank. And a good young slave the market is just over a dozen silver zacks.
However, for a hundred strong Herus warriors, the starting price of 80 gold Franks is undoubtedly a very fair price.
You should know that these hundred Herus male slaves were good bodyguards, mercenaries, and gladiators when they were bought back. Of course, if there are some special hobbies, this hundred male slaves are undoubtedly the best maids in the entire Thorns Ridge and even the Principality.
In short, it only needs one-time consumption, which is much cheaper than slowly raising a hundred-person army.
"Wow, Brother Wu Hui, exotic, pirates, slaves, strong Helus warriors ... together it is an epic mythical story! My brother, I really want to write a poem to express My surging feelings! "
Black Litton, full of literary bacteria in his body, once again made up countless plots in his brain, dragged Wu Hui's hand, and wanted to sing loudly.
However, Wu Hui pressed it down one by one: "Okay, you can accumulate the material, and you don't see it being auctioned now?"
"Oh", Blake sat down in agreement.
The current auction has quickly entered the stage of fever, and the price has risen all the way to 135 gold Franks!
According to the opinions of people around, Wu Hui learned that two of the most fierce competitors are now, one is the housekeeper of Countess Daisy, and the other is the slave owner from the neighboring city.
The slave owner is not simple. He owns an underground arena in the local area and is a very famous local rich man. If he wins the hundred Herus male slaves, no matter if he acts as a or lets them enter the gladiator arena, he will definitely increase his reputation and earn him a lot of money.
As for the Countess Daisy, her history is no small, but just telling her story made Wu Hui shudder.
The Countess Daisy was originally born of an aristocracy. When she was young, she married a little hereditary Count in the kingdom. However, Countess Daisy was arrogant and extravagant. She killed her husband within a few years and then inherited her husband's hereditary title.
Behind her is her mother's backing. Naturally, no one would have her opinion on hereditary title, and no one would dare to have her opinion.
So Countess Daisy, sitting on a large area of ​​manor and real estate, began to intensify her indulgent life, especially masculinity. Her earl's mansion was filled with all kinds of fierce maids.
She often exchanges maids with other baroness ladies, or organizes parties, and enjoys all day long. Every year, there are many great young people who are killed by their torture.
Now that Countess Daisy is nearly forty years old and weighs more than one hundred and fifty, her hobbies have become more and more strange and weird these years. If this hundred Herus male slaves reach her hands, I am afraid no one will There is good ending.
At this time, most of the guests, including Wu Hui and Daniel, were sympathetic to these heroic male slaves.
"I, I have 140 gold Franks! Mr. Polk, you also know the strange hobbies of your baroness. These Helusians are all excellent fighters. If they fall into the hands of your baroness, it will be in vain. What a mess! "
The slave owner, who was near the city, had already fought with Countess Daisy's housekeeper Polk for two rounds. At this time, the forced look stared at the other side coldly.
"Oh, Hodge, you also know that they are the products of the Countess, you dare to argue?"
Daisy's housekeeper, Polk, didn't take it seriously. Instead, after carefully looking at these Herus male slaves and bulging crotch cloths, she sneered firmer, "I'm replacing Lady Daisy and bid 150 gold Frank! "
"You, you ... hey!" The slave owner Hodge tried to speak several times, and eventually he still swallowed the sullenness that was lingering in his chest.
In the end, Countess Daisy was very wealthy, but instead of attending the event, butler Polk attended the event, and in one breath he increased the price of 10 gold Franks, and there was a great momentum to sacrifice to the end.
Coupled with the high status of Countess Daisy and deep background, many of the guests present were not willing to offend a big noble for the sake of several male slaves.
At this point, the bid increase was finally over. The old housekeeper who hosted the auction immediately waved his hands and declared loudly that the winner of this auction was the housekeeper of Baron Daisy.
Polk immediately apologized to Viscount Taylor for his salute, after all, he used the reputation of Count Daisy to a certain extent, which was a bit overwhelming.
Viscount Taylor also gestured with his eyes, betraying a personal relationship to Countess Daisy.
Sometimes the human relationship is more expensive than real gold and silver. Besides, one hundred Herus male slaves auctioned 150 gold Franks at the price of ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and he also made a lot.
So it was easy to sell Baroness Daisy as a friend, and it would be convenient to act in her territory in the future.
Soon, a hundred Herus male slaves, who were about to face a tragic fate, were carried away by the Viscount's servants.
They would hit the packing cart like a cargo and wait for the stewardess's housekeeper to pick up and leave after the feast.
"Well, war is always ruthless, and the world is full of sorrow. Only by believing in our Lord can we reap peace of mind ..." Black looked at the male slaves who were taken down, and could not help but mourn for them.
Liliana, who had been silent for a while, seemed a little angry in the calm face, while Master Gunter was still smoking cigarettes.
In this world, those who do whatever they want will always be those who are noble. Right now, even if they are resentful of the dirty slave trade, they can still only curse in their hearts, and there is nothing they can do about it.
As for Wu Hui, he also felt very sorry.
If this group of strong Herus warriors is made into a Templar under his hands, he is convinced that with these powerful soldiers born for fighting in the womb, he can definitely create double the regular army of the Kingdom. , Even twice the fighting power!
Of course, he also wanted to sell, but unfortunately he was empty.
Is it necessary to use a small amount of divine power to make coins? That's too extravagant, and it's great to be too public.
It seems that Black and Wu Hui and others are not in a high mood. Viscount Taylor turned to Black and smiled mysteriously: "Master, just a little adjustment, next is the rare preparation for you goods!"
Talking about Viscount Taylor clapping his hands again, the secretiveness revealed in his eyes was literally eloquent, and all the men suddenly understood it.
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