Chapter 542: Murgana

PS: PS: Although I don't like the magic flute anime, but I like Mogana very much, so I let her out.
PS1: So a little bit less, only 2,000 words, I'm going to update the [Rebellious Sage] first.
PS2: Everyone sleep early ~

Kailar slowly walked forward, because this is a country more classy than Rome, so in front of Kailar's spirit, not only other civilians swarmed, even the guards did not dare to come up and make trouble .
Because of his intentional movement, the opponent did not hesitate to hit Kailar, this impact did not cause much pain to Kailar because the opponent's movement was slow, but there appeared on the mage robe Large patches of dirt.
The air was frozen in an instant, and the girl had seven or eight sacks scattered on the ground, and she herself fell to the ground, but everyone knows that this slave with shackles on her feet was dead.
Kailar gently patted the dust on his robe. Although the dirt was a lot lighter, it was still conspicuous. This mage robe was given by Kairos to Kailar, which is naturally of good quality. But now it's dirty, it's a pity.
Mikasa bent down and glanced at the girl. The girl didn't have the slightest fear, but just sat on the ground looking at Kailar and her calmly, no, the silence inside was creepy.
She grabbed a bag of sacks and her shoulders suddenly sank. This was a two-hundred-kilogram sack. An adult strong man carrying two sacks was already the limit. Otherwise, it would be difficult to move. The little girl seems to have done this often. Otherwise, no one else will be surprised.
"His Royal Highness, this is a 400-pound thing." Misaki dropped the sack on the ground and immediately stirred up a piece of dust, and the heavyness was visible.
It was Mikasa's one-handed grabbing of a sack that made the little girl's eyes flash a little light, but then it dimmed.
"Interesting," Keral said with a smile. Squat down, touch the other person's scarlet hair like flame, and ask with a smile: "What's your name?"
The other side tilted his head and thought, "Murgana."
Well, look at this expressionless face, another little girl with a broken heart.
"Oh! Master, don't you know her in general, she's just a little slave." A slick voice came in, and it was the official language of Libel's Kingdom.
"What kind of person are you?" Kaylar looked at with a funny look. A blond man with earrings looked at himself with a smirk and kept bowing: "Master, I'm just a small civilian, you can be a thousand Don't bother to see us. You must never see us. "
The Morgana stood up and started to pack up the scattered sacks, but the blond young man pinched her cheek with a smirk and kept pressing her to the ground. He lay on the ground and kneeled down in five poses. In front of Kailar: "Master, please forgive her, please forgive her."
Kailar had a look of disgust on his face. A man, kneeling on his knees, ca n’t kneel on others. Although there are many kneeling in the West, kneeling on one knee is just a worship of the lower class to the upper class. Kneeling, but this knees down. It is a shame to support the ground with both hands and kneel with the head buried in the soil.
Special equipment is a man.
Does this man even lose his pride?
The most humble slaves will not kneel to the master like this, because they also have self-esteem, and even the most powerful slaves in the Roman gladiatorial field can accept the worship of most people.
This is a gift from the weak to the strong, but the other man is not aware of being a strong.
He is a coward ...
Kailar had no desire to talk about it when she thought about it, "You can go, this little girl will stay."
"Sir. Please forgive her, please forgive her ..." He repeated this sentence to make Kailar wonder: "You and this child are relatives?"
"No, I don't know her." He looked up, smirking in the same way. But because of the dirt, his face was already dirty.
"That's weird, why are you risking your life to plead for her? Such a high-risk thing, as long as people don't do it, right?" Kailar's strange question made his face chuckled. Then he lowered his head deeply and buried his head in the soil again.
"Mr. Kailar, are you interested in this slave?" The leader of the caravan saw Kailar all the way, and yelled to Kailar loudly, and at the tip of his eyes, he saw Molgana. Fetters exist.
"That's right, I'm very interested." Kailar did not deny it, but it was also noncommittal.
"Oh! But your eyes are really good. You immediately saw the slaves of the royal family." The businessman stepped forward and looked up and down Mogana, and her eyes were bright for her beautiful face, and then some Speaking to Kaylar with a frown, "Your eyes are sharp!"
"Does the king also accept slaves here? I don't know where you can tell that she is a slave of the royal family?" Kailar did not understand the business feeling here, and the king actually wanted to hold slaves?
There are only two slave countries in the Knightsland, namely Rome and Macedonia, but Macedonia and Rome are almost the same. Even if slave soldiers are organized, in fact, slave soldiers can only listen to the dispatch of their master, and their master listens to the emperor.
This affiliation is actually one of respect for personal interests. Kailar has paid great attention to the existence of personal interests from the beginning, including the control and distribution of the knights ’clothing, food, shelter, and transportation, and some of the usual concessions are national interests. Compromise of personal interest.
No, it doesn't work.
Even in modern China, there are still many people holding countries to sell countries ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The first condition for selling countries is to have a strong country to sell.
Therefore, a large number of people who make a living from this are stigmatized, both on the Internet and in the media. This is the performance of putting personal interests above national interests, and they should be killed.
However, the compromise of other national interests to individual interests is not the same. For example, the policy of slowly reducing and eventually exempting agricultural taxes from 2004 to 2006 is a compromise of national interests to individual interests.
But this country of desert oasis, Wu Dan seems to have no concept of this personal interest.
Everyone seemed to be working for the king, but in fact, only a small part of the merchants came here to sell to civilians, and most of them sold luxury goods to this one-city city. King's man.
Including all the slaves in the city belonged to the king.
Kailar, an outsider, certainly didn't understand these. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please read m.)