Phyllis dragged Dackey aimlessly along the commercial streets, and Dacko also enjoyed this leisure, completely relaxed, and listened to Phyllis's chatter while touring the streets of St. Yale. Due to the large floating population in the city, in addition to alchemy shops, the most shops selling all kinds of snacks are the ones.

Phyllis kept going to various stores to buy food, eating what she liked herself, and feeding Dakko what she didn't like. Just after noon, Darko's stomach was already full of snacks, crystal shrimp balls, hibiscus quiches, grilled gyroscopic fish, fried sunturtles, frozen loquat fruits...... All kinds of demonic beasts and plants from all over the world gathered together in Darko's stomach, so lively.

Unconsciously, the two of them had stepped out of the commercial district, and suddenly squeezed out of the crowded place, and Daktronics only felt empty in front of them. Directly in front of them appeared a huge courtyard, surrounded by an iron fence more than ten meters high, with only a large iron gate in the center, which was closely guarded by eight heavily armed warriors.

"Darko, let's go in and play!" Phyllis pulled Darko and ran into the gate, and several of the soldiers guarding the door watched the two enter and did not stop them. As he entered the gate, Darko saw a sign on the iron door that looked like a family crest, a combination of a humanoid torso and a horse's body, and the man's hands were bent and arrowed, as if ready to shoot at any moment.

Upon entering the gate, Darko saw iron cages on one side, like zoos, and a huge open space on the other, with many creatures of different races and ragged clothes wearing heavy shackles. The few unshackled men, dressed in uniform costumes, each carrying a stack of planks from creature to creature each other, occasionally finding one of them, using probing magic to check it, recording something from time to time, and then hanging a plank around their necks. Creatures that are hung on wooden planks are immediately taken away and placed in cages.

When Darko passed by, he happened to see a lightning leopard being led past him, the lightning leopard was a fifth-order demonic beast, but at this time, his eyes were dilated, and he was not fierce, as if he had been fed some kind of medicine. Darko saw a wooden board hanging around the neck of the lightning leopard, which was marked with information such as race, rank, and specialty. Seeing this, Daktronics immediately understood that this was a slave market!

"Darko, follow me. Let's see what's going on, maybe there are some great orcs that we can use in our game. Phyllis pulled Darko straight to the side full of cages.

Only then did Darko remember that the original intention of their shopping today was to go to the slave market to buy orcs, but Phyllis never mentioned it along the way. I don't know if it was a coincidence or an accident, they went to the slave market. Darko followed Phyllis and walked all the way, and he saw that there were slaves in each cage, mostly several slaves in one cage, and a few individual slaves occupying a cage.

All kinds of slaves are displayed in cages, such as timid goblins, bushy bearded dwarves, huge ogres, beautiful elves, and all kinds of magical beasts, and even some transparent tanks containing sea beasts large and small. Those monsters are obviously impossible to understand the language, they can only be pets and not slaves, it seems that this slave market is relatively functional, and when you sell slaves, you also sell pets. The largest number were Terran slaves, half of whom were children under the age of ten, and most of them were sold because of poverty. Outside the cages, buyers are shopping, accompanied by slave market staff to explain the situation.

From time to time, Phyllis pounced on top of a certain cage to scare the little monster inside, and after succeeding, she immediately ran back to Darko's side, and she whispered to Darko seriously, "The race of slaves here looks messy, but in fact, the number of each race is in proportion, and the proportion of the number of each race in the plane is not too much, so there are the most human races, followed by the elves and dwarves, the dwarf and giant races are the least, and the undead are not." ”

After listening to Phyllis's explanation, Darko discovered that the races in the slave market were very complete, almost everything, except for the undead. Not a single zombie, skeleton, undead or lich.

The corners of Phyllis's mouth rose smugly, "This kind of quantity control may seem insignificant, but it actually plays an important role in maintaining the balance of the plane and preventing racial wars, and it is precisely because of this that the Stuart family can become the largest slave trader in the plane." ”

Darko remembered that when he entered the door, he saw the badge on the iron door, which was the mark of the Stuart family of centaur blood. He nodded thoughtfully, the slave trade, which seemed to be unskilled, actually contained such a truth.

"That's amazing, how does the master know this?" Darko complimented without hesitation.

"Just kidding! Your master is a mentor! Tell me something you don't know!" hum......" Phyllis cleared her throat, "Our world was lifeless when it was first formed. There are no human race, no beast race, no elf race, and no gods. The condensation of order forms the plane, and the origin in the plane differentiates into four elements, and the elements combine to form matter, and matter creates life in the migration. Different branches of life have emerged in the continuous evolution and inheritance, and over a long period of time, each branch has formed reproductive isolation, so that there are various races. But here, not including the undead. Phyllis said a very profound argument to Darko in a serious manner, and then suddenly laughed again, "This is a passage from the Book of the Necrons, which roughly means that the undead are the result of the self-development of life forms, not created by nature, so they are superior to other races, in fact, it is all nonsense. ”

Darko remembered that he had seen the thick Book of the Dead in Phyllis's bedroom, but he didn't expect Phyllis to actually read it.

"So Darko, you undead creature should stay with your master, don't be captured and sold as a slave!" Phyllis suddenly stopped, grabbed Darko's sleeve with both hands, and said to him a little nervously.

Surrounded by Phyllis's words, Darko suddenly felt excited, and subconsciously grabbed Phyllis's waist, and Phyllis lay in Darko's arms like a bird. Darko felt as if he was holding a piece of cheese, slippery and greasy, and seemed to be able to feel the sweetness of the taste from the touch, which made people reluctant to let go, and his petite body made him think of Sally, so his body reacted faithfully, and at the same time closed his eyes and gently kissed Phyllis on the forehead.

"Miss Nike Remmons, are you here to buy slaves? We just got a new batch here yesterday, all of them are high-end goods, and I'll introduce them to you. ”

Before Darko's lips could touch, a shrill voice sounded from behind him, and Phyllis hurriedly left Darko's embrace. The two turned their heads and saw a staff member with a lewd appearance and a short stature coming up.

"I'll take a casual look. Phyllis didn't raise her eyes, she replied in a loud voice angrily, and walked forward with Darko, and the staff was stunned for a moment before hurriedly following.

"Miss Nike Remmons, I'm Panda, so I'll give you an introduction. This Panda knew that Phyllis was a rich financier, and with a smile on her face, she followed closely behind her ass to introduce the slave, but her eyes stayed on Darko's body, as if she was very curious about the male companion who was traveling with Phyllis.

"Miss Nike Remmons, look at this male elf, this is a real pure-blood elf. He is also proficient in musical instruments and can blow beautiful songs with a single leaf, so his ventriloquist is quite good and will surely satisfy you...... And this troll, it's been a long time since it was trained, and if you think about it, if you ride on it, it's a first-class pull in the city......"

When they reached the edge of an iron cage, a cloud of light suddenly lit up on Darko's body, and then a talisman was born in the air, emitting three rays of light at the same time, two of which shone on Darko and Phyllis, and the other on the side of the iron cage. Illuminated by the light, a figure lying prone in the corner of the iron cage was illuminated, and Darko recognized the person from the side face, "Waedmeire!"

Darko was stunned at first, then remembered that this was the contract he had signed with Weedmeyer, and when the three met at the same time, the default conditions of the contract had been fulfilled, so the light of the rune connected the three parties. When he was fighting against the Stormwind Pope before, although he didn't see Wiedmeier die with his own eyes, he guessed that it was more than auspicious based on the situation at the time, but he didn't expect that Widmeier was in this St. Yale City at this time.

"Hey, Darko, what kind of contract was made just now?" Phyllis was slightly surprised, and guessed something, and followed Darko to look at the figure in the bar, and asked in a low voice, "This is the companion you met in the void?"

Daktron nodded calmly, but his two hands were tightly gripping the iron bars of the cage, looking at Weedmeier, who was covered in ashes inside, and Weedmeier didn't hear his voice just now, obviously unconscious.

Seeing this, Panda came up again, "This slave just arrived last night, and it is said that a group of slave hunters picked it up on the way back from hunting dwarves. Although he looks like he is about to die, but in fact his vitality is very tenacious, if you buy it and raise it, maybe he will become a gold medal fighter. ”

Darko suddenly tugged at Panda's collar and brought him up in front of him, "Did you treat him?"

In order to maintain order in the slave market, warriors and a small number of mages were scattered throughout the place. At this time, he was intimidated by Darko, Panda was scared to death, he was going to call for help, but he thought of Phyllis on the side, it seemed that even if he called for help, he would not be dealt with normally, so he quickly responded, "This ...... The new group of orcs from yesterday were all seriously injured, and we have a limited number of healers here, so we haven't had time to treat ......"

Darko let Panda go, and then a nourishing spell was cast on Weedmire's body. Nourishment is a fourth-level water-based magic and the highest level of healing spell Dakko has mastered. Darko was already chanting the spell when he first saw Weedmire, but in Panda's eyes, it was as if Darko was instantly performing a fourth-level magic. Such an ability, whether it depends on equipment or bloodline, is not something that Panda can provoke, and Panda is more and more glad that he didn't call for help just now.

At this time, Phyllis spoke, "How much is this slave, I bought it." ”

Panda is sure in his heart that as long as the other party has a need, then the initiative can be in his own hands, and judging from Daktro's performance, their need for this person is very urgent, and the price that can be sold above the reserve price is thirty percent owned by the guide. So Panda cleared his throat and said, "This...... Because his vitality is extremely strong, and in terms of equipment, he is a Terran with a certain combat effectiveness......"

"How much?" Phyllis asked again, interrupting Panda directly.

Panda's eyes rolled, then he opened his palm and said, "Five hundred gold coins!

Hearing the price, Darko frowned, of course he knew that with the level of Widmeier, this price was actually very small. But the other party obviously didn't know Widmeier's rank and identity, but he offered such a price, obviously because he saw his previous reaction, so he sat on the ground and raised the price.

Darko was about to say something, but was stopped by Phyllis, only to see the corners of Phyllis's mouth curved in an arc, and there was a little evil in her smile. Panda couldn't help but have a bad feeling in her heart, and sure enough, the next moment a badge appeared in Phyllis's hand, and she directly pasted the badge in front of Panda's eyes, "Look, this is the patrol inspector badge of the Alchemy Guild, and it is applicable throughout St. Yale City!" Then Phyllis took the badge back and said solemnly, "Call your appraiser in charge of valuing this slave, he is suspected of dereliction of duty and needs to be investigated." ”

Due to the particularity of alchemy items, many alchemists create items with strong personal styles, or their own different special functions, which makes the value of alchemy items not completely priced according to the level like weapons and armor, so the power of pricing falls on the appraiser. Although some items are of low grade, the actual price is often several times or even more than ten times higher than that of goods of the same grade due to their special functions. However, in this way, the power of the appraiser is too great, and in order to prevent some appraisers from raising the price of items for personal gain, the Alchemy Guild has established the position of inspector. Usually the inspector is the appraiser himself. Due to the large number of alchemical items traded in St. Yale, it is common for respected alchemists to grant the badge of the Inspector, and the badge in Phyllis's hand is George's.

Seeing the badge, Panda was completely dumbfounded, of course he knew the power of the inspector very well, he didn't believe that Phyllis just wanted the appraiser to re-appraise. I am afraid that under the questioning and interference of Phyllis, the appraiser's re-appraisal will be much lower than the normal valuation, so that she can smoothly buy the slave at the cheapest price. It's just that Panda couldn't figure out why such a privilege should be used on a slave who couldn't move and didn't have much value.

There was no need for him to shout, the movement here had already alarmed the upper echelons of the slave trading ground. A short time later, a young man and an old man arrived at the same time, the young man was dressed in civilian clothes, but he had armor plates on his body to protect the vital points, like the garb of an archer. The young man was tall and handsome, but his face was full of fortitude, and he looked like he had been through hard training.

"Phyllis, you're here!" the young man looked a little surprised and a little happy when he saw Phyllis, "I was looking for you, there was a batch of orcs in our stock yesterday, but they were seriously injured during the capture, and our healer has been treating them carefully, as long as they are cured, they can be taken to you to compete immediately." ”

Phyllis looked at the visitor in surprise, "Adam, you're here to St. Yale, too?"