The Orcs of Bayerp just quietly left, and people were only curious, surprised, but did not pursue more. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But elsewhere in Holschu, the people were furious.

Especially in Mikada, which borders the Badlands, the orc slaves here are particularly fiercely resistant, causing their masters to curse the so-called Free City.

If it weren't for that growing rumor, how could their slaves, their goods, have become so disobedient!

Since these slaves heard that rumor, they have made all kinds of small moves, making trouble, taking the opportunity to escape, and some slaves have joined forces to kill their masters and leave.

However, there were still a few who dared to commit such crimes, and rumors of the curse of the Badlands, as well as the barren resources there, made these slave owners unwilling to risk their lives in order to recover them. These slave owners cursed the free city and suppressed the slaves even more harshly.

Those who do not obey are killed, and those who are not obedient are tortured, until these slaves are obedient.

After such a brutal suppression, those slaves who once resisted were much more well-behaved on the surface, but in private they were in a dark tide, just waiting for one day to break out.

Underneath a large service-oriented winery in Mikada, a group of unclothed slaves are resting. Some of them are human, but some of them have tails and ears, and some of them are even young and not yet human, with an animal face on their heads, curled up in a ball and sleeping soundly.

In the corner, a leopard boy is nesting with a cat girl, talking quietly.

Their voices were kept very low, for fear of being heard by other slaves.

"Just tomorrow?"

"Yes, tomorrow morning."

When he said this, the amber eyes of the leopard boy sparkled, and the cat girl also kept shaking her palms excitedly.

It's coming, it's coming, it's only a few hours before they escape from this human den!

The genius was bright, and the orc slaves living together in the basement got up one after another. I wiped my face with cold water in the basin next to the house, and went upstairs to clean up.

A few hours later, a group of orc slaves also came out of the next room, but unlike this room, these orc slaves, both male and female, were all beautiful without exception.

They were dressed more decently than the slaves next door, and they were not only slightly more beautiful than their bodies.

These slaves were guarded by special men and carried all the way to the above-ground winery. Their task is to be in charge of entertaining guests. As for how to entertain, I believe everyone understands.

Most of the slaves who entertained had numb expressions on their faces, but there were a few who looked at them differently.

One of them passed by the leopard boy with a bucket, and the leopard boy's left ear moved, and he made a vague gesture in his hand. And the young man of the Tiger Clan who rubbed shoulders with him had a glint in his eyes.

Today, many people come and go at the entrance of Mikada, as usual.

There are mercenaries who are eager to hand in tasks, there are magicians who swagger and lead Chen Qun's servants, and there are also ordinary businessmen and people. But among these people, there is a group of people who have just entered the city that are particularly conspicuous.

There's a chubby, half-grown teenager in there. There are teenagers with strange manners, there are rude men with thick physiques, and there are handsome and handsome young people. However, these are not the reasons for the attention of the people around them, the most important thing is that the team of extremely beautiful elves!

No way. This group of people is so rich that they actually bought a team of elves!

Countless people were envious and jealous in their hearts, and some of the shallow eyelids were even glued to the faces of those elves, and they couldn't take them back from their chests.

You must know that the price of an elf in the black market has long been sky-high, not to mention that there is no price at all!

What is certain is that these people who can buy elves not only have money, but also absolute background!

This also made the people around him jealous of the group with so many elven slaves. Inexplicably vacated a circle.

The whispers around the gray didn't take it to heart, and along the way, they received only a lot more onlookers, and they had already adapted to it. Even the elves who haven't traveled far have developed the ability to keep their eyes from squinting, let alone never caring about the gray and thunder of the eyes of the people around them.

Only the shy Davador couldn't lift his head under the countless gazes that were about to pierce them.

Everyone's eyes were all attracted by the elf, but they ignored the woman standing beside the elf.

The woman's appearance was not inferior even to that of the elves. But somehow, people subconsciously ignore her existence.

It wasn't until the group came to the door of a restaurant and the blue-haired man was talking to him that they discovered the existence of this woman.

"It's strange that woman is so beautiful. Why didn't I find out just now? ”

Everyone was puzzled, and only a few warriors and magicians who noticed this scene were jealous.

To be able to reduce her aura to such an extent, that woman is either an ordinary powerhouse, or has a special method of concealing aura.

Thief? Or a magician?

Either way, in this small border town where there are few strong men, no one wants to provoke such an opponent.

When a group of people entered a restaurant, they immediately made the humble restaurant flourish, followed by countless people who wanted to feast their eyes.

Some of the people who were eating widened their eyes, and some didn't even know that the soup was coming out of their mouths.

The waiter forgot the wine he was pouring, the diner forgot the food in his hand, the boss forgot to count the money, they had never seen such a beautiful, so, shining elf since they were born!

Forgive them for their barren vocabulary!

The most beautiful thing they've ever seen in their lives is just a dancing fox girl.

Where is the lifeless slave that these spirits can compare?

Under the gaze of the pretty elf girl, the guests quickly wiped their mouths clean and changed from gobbling up to cherry bites. Some of the women even looked at the male elves with fiery eyes, as if they wanted to strip off their clothes with their eyes!

The daring mercenaries whistled, and some even opened their nostrils to inhale, as if in this way they could absorb all the scent of the elves into their bodies.

The elves raised their eyes slightly, and they were not surprised by such a scene along the way. Raising his hand, a series of low-level wind magic, blowing away the dirt on the tables and chairs, the low chanting of elven words and elegant movements are all intoxicating.

Someone couldn't help it, and shouted loudly to the man who seemed to be the leader of the team, "How much does your elf sell?" ”

"Not for sale!"

Before the blue-haired man could speak, the stout man beside him loudly refused.

On this late autumn day, the man was still shirtless, and he was only wiping sweat when it was hot. The muscles on his body are full of muscles, and at first glance he is a warrior with infinite strength.

He called the restaurant owner, and he didn't order, but said directly. "Give us two tables of dishes, let's order more meat at this table, don't serve meat at the elf's table, hurry up!"

After speaking, he ignored the mercenary who asked for a price, and asked the young man next to him for a glass of juice.

The boy was also strange, as if he was uncomfortable to sit, and jumped on the square bench with his legs kicked, and squatted on the chair like a dog, supporting the edge of the chair with both hands. Curiously, he turned his head to look around.

The other person sitting with him didn't think it was strange, and it was natural to talk to the young man.

The chubby young man was a little nervous, and his hands kept coming together, and then let go.

Among the group, only the blue-haired young man who seemed to be the leader was relatively normal, sitting with his eyes closed.

The already noisy restaurant was abruptly quiet for a while after the group of people entered. It didn't take long for the noise to resume.

Seeing that those people didn't care about the elves at all, they sat down at another table casually, and after observing for a while, finally a bold man walked up to the elves' table and looked at it closely.

Soon, others followed suit, and it wasn't long before the aisle of the elf's table was full of people.

Wow. Why is this female elf's skin so good, and her face so slippery.

Wow, this male elf's skin is also tender enough to pinch out a handful of water, and it's no wonder that some men and women eat it like this.

The meal is in full swing, and the eyes around him are becoming more and more unscrupulous.

The people around him are rare to see and salivate to see. And the elves in the center of their eyes are calm and relaxed.

Along the way, it is inevitable to enter the city to rest, the people in this small land are still restricted, and the big cities that have passed by before, the fat people who are brave and fat are coming up one after another to die.

More times. Everyone has also developed the ability to treat the people around them as air.

These people see the elves as Western landscapes, but I don't know if those elves still see these people as monkeys.

"Even the monkeys of the Elven Forest are more knowledgeable than these humans."

"These people are even less intelligent than the previous wave, have you ever seen a slave with a weapon?"

"Look, this man is even drooling."

"And that guy, don't think that if he covers it with his hands, I won't be able to see the thing that stands up in his crotch."

"Don't look, you don't have dirty eyes."

"I won't look at it, it's ugly."

"Let's hurry up and finish this last meal and go to Liberty City."

"Let's hope there's no such shameful stuff out there."

The female elves seemed to talk elegantly in Elven language, but in fact the content was very violent.

Bifa's face was slightly red, and he had to cough and said, only to restrain some of the bold female elves from talking about color.

As the first team of the elves to explore the way, plus him, there are a total of seventeen people, nine men and eight women, all of whom have been to the human world and have seen a lot of what humans have done to their elven compatriots. The female elves, in particular, are extremely resentful of the human beings treating them as xing slaves, and they are not afraid to speak. Some also deliberately smiled, provoking those people's interest in the elves, just waiting for the other party to pounce on them to "defend themselves".

Don't think that the elves are kind and peaceful, I don't know how many men have died in their hands along the way. It really made Sigma like these "ruthless" elves.

It is precisely because of this that several chases were set off along the way, so that the gray and they had to stay in the wild as much as possible and reduce the number of times they entered the city.

This time, it was because he was going back to the city, and he was timid about his hometown, so he entered Mikada and was ready to rest and recuperate, hoping to return to "home" in the best face.

However, not everyone has a crush on those elves.

For example, several female mercenaries sitting in the corner of the restaurant took aim at the tall, silent blue-haired man.

One of the mercenaries, who claimed to be good-looking, ordered a glass of ale and had the hospitality brought to the table. He raised a glass and smiled at the man, and flew a kiss by the way.

House sneered and laughed, "Cheray, you're in good luck!" ”

Chere looked at the ash on the side slightly nervously, and saw that she didn't react, so he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly refused the wine offered by the hostess.

The mercenary glanced at the ash beside him, slightly surprised, and a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes, and then stood up and came to their table.

"Why did you refuse my wine?"

She held up her half-exposed breasts, leaned close to Chere, and said, "Compared to this cold woman, I will definitely make you feel hot..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she swished, only to feel a sharp thing cut across her face, bringing a gust of wind, and her hanging hair also flying.

Looking back, a fork of eating grazed her cheek and shot straight into the wooden wall behind her, straight into the wood, still buzzing and shaking.

"He's mine."

The blue-haired youth smiled like a fool, and the woman who spoke raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and then swept her cold gaze.

The female mercenary suddenly felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar all over her body, shivering with cold.

However, contrary to the cold blood all over her body, her heart was pounding, as if she was in a great crisis, and she was stiff and unable to move.

"Big sister!"

"Big sister!"

The other two female mercenaries hurriedly came to her side and were about to show their weapons, but they were stopped by the female mercenary with puzzled faces.

It wasn't until she returned to her seat and sat down that she realized that her legs had been shaking.

So, who is that woman?

Just a look...

Just one look made her, a mercenary who had been on the verge of life and death all year round, tremble with fright...

That undisguised killing intent, that terrifying momentum...

That woman, what the hell is the way to come from!