Chapter 153: 14. Inhumans (3)

There are still two days left before the sailing of the Cloria, and the related formalities will be dealt with by Mr. Sullivan. My master will come to inspect the goods tomorrow morning. If everything goes well, the balance will be settled by noon tomorrow. I hope that our pleasant cooperation can be successfully completed, which will benefit our business reputation, contacts, and personal relationships. Perhaps there may be further cooperation in the future. "
Looking at Sullivan's attentive smile when they first met, the uninvited guest who came in late at night stood up, suppressing the disgusting and gentle smile released further good news to make Sullivan's smile brighter and impeccably removed his cap The salute leaves a farewell to the slave merchant's unlimited reverie:
"Tomorrow, Mr. Sullivan. See you tomorrow morning, and hope that we can select the boys we need by then."
Only maintaining respect and kindness literally, sullied Sullivan's politeness and retention, [Will] launched the study as suddenly and quickly as he came.
Sending away the unseen high-ranking guests, Sullivan turned back to look at the gold coins on the table against the swaying candlelight, and the face of the bearded man was covered with a faint color.
"400...400 Guineas."
A groaning murmur echoed in the study room, gradually becoming hyperactive, without continuing to disguise, and ecstasy appeared on the businessman's face.
The m tungsten core bullet can even penetrate the tank armor plate under development at zero distance. It's more than enough to open cans for heavy armor cavalry, let alone xiao thieves like thieves.
Visitors from Yalfheim held their arms and glanced around, evading the dungeons and the and horse dung from the windows on the second floor, taking the body out of the city The wagons abandoned outside surpassed the passing passengers.
[Population growth depends not only on policy encouragement, but also on well-planned sewers and toilets. 】
What the colonel said when planning the city of Alfheim, why did he put a lot of effort into building the sewer system and public bath. Finally understand why.
In this kind of smelly sky, where urine and urine are dumped. Once the population exceeds 50,000, the outbreak of the disease is only a matter of time.
Fortunately, the old Kingdom of Gilmania. Kings throughout the ages have built facilities such as racing tracks, racetracks, and public baths for the entertainment of the people. The spirits have developed a tradition of bathing whenever conditions permit, and Alfheim has become one of the few large cities with more than 100,000 inhabitants.
In Viipuri, where there are no drainage ditches and public toilets, people have to speed up their escape or use perfume, high heels and umbrellas to defend against the stench.
When there was no sound or light around. Major jīng Ling, disguised as chéngrén, also moaned astronomical figures, no longer disguised as a disdain for the magnificent and wealthy, and the illusory voice of the lost soul was floating behind the shaking of Tyre.
"400 Guini... 400 Guini is just gone..."
The bankrupts appreciate the complete despair that can only be found in empty homes and the woman-like grievances are mixed together to emit a dark gloom that is unmatched at night. The accompanying jīng spirit warriors have the heart to comfort the major’s broken heart, but only that miserable The fact that they lost their spirits after the invasion of the storm really made them wonder what to say. The yīn moisture field, which seemed to spread to themselves, made them dare not approach, so they had to listen to the lamentations in front of them, which were high and low, and lacked a logical connection.
"Salary... Dividends... Allowances...Although it's all Colonel's private money...400 guineas..."
The awkward sāo and the nagging little aunt generally read the nagging words gradually, and the helpless jīng spirits finally disappeared outside the port city at midnight.
"All in all, you were stupidly tricked by the miller to eat medicated food, and then he sold it to the thieves, and the thieves changed hands and sold you to the gangue."
Sighed. The fishy smell that remained in his mouth was spit out together, and the mixed-beast ear boy's mocking attitude once again made Roland glow.
It is clearly in a difficult situation, but the tone always implements the almost arrogant and hostile contempt. I can’t see what kind of face is the one who shows the bad temper. I can only rely on imagination to depict an eye that grows to the top of my head. Blurry face on the wall.
"Yeah. I'm a fool and got here. How did you come in smart?"
An embarrassing counterattack was given to the only person who was able to speak and suffocate around him, and he got an embarrassing counterattack, an unusually cold answer.
"The village was set on fire by the bear clan's army, and it was sold after being handed over with my sister several times."
Accustomed to it, even complaints and curses are avoided completely calm. Not at all like a child, or even something related to yourself-such a calm tone states a simple conclusion that is permeated with blood and rancid smell, and the sound knocked on the Roland eardrum is as cold as stone.
"Burn the village... such a thing"
"Hey... don't say [obviously are orcs] this kind of silly stupid words come out. Don't you human beings do the same thing?"
[Forbidden Words] The triggered epilepsy switch is gently disconnected by the stab. Roland, who has experienced what humans will betray and frame, can fully understand that unreasonable things have always existed in the world. One of them is between intelligent species. Killing and persecution of each other.
"There is no need for justifiable reasons, as long as someone weaker than the other party will be robbed and killed sooner or later. If you don’t want to be slain or robbed, you can only become stronger than anyone else and dare not bully you, Look down on you."
[Weak meat and strong food]-Li Lin or his subordinates here will spit out this profound theorem that they are not familiar with. The words that can be organized by a mixed-blood boy who has not learned the special terms are not simple enough to experience blood and fire personally. The landscape, breathing the smelly air filled with smoke, listening to the collapsed ensemble of laughter and wailing, and clearly expressing an undeniable sense of authenticity It’s all blood urine;
I don't want to be stoned by other children, I can only hold my sister until my head is broken;
Don't want to be called "relative" or "neighbor guy" and look sideways at the garbage;
Don’t want to see the desperate and angry mother who was under the bed and was crushed to the end by the bears separated by one bear after another to protect herself and her sister. The way it came out, and the eyes became cloudy...
Yes, if you don’t want to be bullied, insulted, or robbed, power is necessary. Even the hybrid body born after the daughter of the human knight who raped the wolf family can protect yourself and no longer endure the powerful power of unfair treatment.
It's like a certain guy's argument, and it's like someone close by.
So, very natural.
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