The plaque of the war storage workshop is hung high on the door of the double-open courtyard, and there is an endless stream of people coming in and out.

"On the surface, this war storage workshop is run by the wealthy merchant Perold Holman, but in fact it is the industry of the Lensu Knights, the quality of slaves is relatively high, male slaves are not only strong, they want to find strong men, there are many rural towns, look at the strong men in the slave shop just now, it is estimated that they will be squeezed dry by the female shopkeeper. Arrin entered the gate of the courtyard and whispered to Joyce.

"Your Excellencies, what kind of slave do you want to choose?" asked a robed girl standing in the gate, first saluting Joyce and Arrin, and smiling sweetly.

Joyce could see that there were not a few people in charge of reception in the hospital, and they would basically take the initiative to inquire and lead.

Of course, if the guest wants to go shopping on his own, the host will not stop him.

"This slave shop is doing a good job!"

Joyce didn't know much about it, but she was intuitively friendly and welcoming.

However, the robed girl's question stopped Joyce.

Arrin got out of the car on Prisoner Street, and Joyce just followed suit, having already had nothing to do with buying slaves, and he hadn't even thought about it before.

"Let's take a look at both the beauties and the strong men, and by the way, I also recommend some candidates who have strengths and can be housekeepers. Since he came, Joyce also said in passing.

"Joyce, do you have a gold robe?"

Wearing a mask, Yarlin, was not afraid of losing face, and cautiously confirmed to Joyce.

"There are more than fifty, and the rest is divided before. ”

Joyce patted his trouser pocket, signaling that he had scavenged the remaining canvas bag in the Mage's Tower.

"It's fine!"

Because of Elena's connections, Arrin is really worried about Joyce's financial situation, and most importantly, he has just bought a mansion in Vanilla Street.

"Instead of worrying about borrowing your head, you still tried to contact Frankie and send me the jade and books, it's been three days. Joyce chuckled quietly near Yarlin.

"It will be delivered in the evening, this is what was said before. Yarlin replied solemnly.

The robed girl led the way in front and entered the courtyard, not lingering in the rows of outer buildings.

"It seems that the further you go inside, the more expensive it becomes. ”

Joyce smiled bitterly, the quality of the slave was too good to buy.

After coming to the courtyard, the robed girl finally stopped going inside and found a stone house to enter.

"It's so strong!"

Seeing the rows of topless men in the prison, Joyce couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Scars are the glory of a warrior. ”

As for the scars on some of the men in the prison, Yarlin was impressed.

Joyce's scalp tingled when he noticed Arlin's expression, wondering if he might have any bad habits.

The prison was clean, and there were even tables and chairs, but the temperature in the stone house was not high, and in the stone house, where there was a faint white mist, a few slave men were still exercising to maintain their body temperature.

"There are occasional frictions between the Lawson Empire and the Apocalypse Empire on the border, and Lunsu is not far from the southern border of the empire, so you can see some war slaves. Yarlin, who was wearing a mask, explained.

Each male slave in the prison has the slave mark left by the soldering iron on his face, which is much more formal than some ordinary slaves.

"Buy a war slave to take care of the home and be a thug?"

Joyce just thought about it, he didn't trust these war slaves very much.

It is not uncommon for slaves to kill their masters, especially these soldiers who have survived on the battlefield, and they are even more ruthless in their bones.

"The muscles were like smooth rocks. ”

Coming to the door of a prison, Joyce looked at the strong figure of the man inside, and secretly sighed.

"Your Excellencies, do you have any eyes closed?"

The robed girl asked politely, even though she could see that Joyce had no desire to buy.

"Let's go somewhere else. ”

Joyce shook her head, turned and walked slowly out of the stone house.

All the way from Prisoner Street, including to the War Depository, Joyce did not hear the screams of slaves, either with hatred in his eyes or with a dull expression, as if he had given up hope.

In Joyce's mind, this whole street was a slave business, and what could be seen by the guests must be handy, and there were slaves who disobeyed discipline, and I believe that there were more places to clean up.

In the past, Joyce's perception that the slave market should be dirty and messy, but the reality is quite good.

"These adult slaves are not thin, and they should be able to eat. Joyce did not communicate with Arlin, and felt that slaves also had the nature of commodities, and that good sellers had to have good stores in order to get a good price.

On the other hand, the slave trade in Prisoner Street was well established.

"Those who have the qualifications to be in charge, or those who know some knowledge of herbs, take them with you. Arrin wasn't sure what Joyce was thinking, and said to the robed girl who was in charge of the sales of the two.

If it is placed on the battlefield, most of the people with steward qualifications have a strategy, Joyce hopes to find a steward, but he does not dare to buy such a type of slave.

However, since Yarlin said it, Joyce didn't refute it, after all, he entered the War Storage Workshop, so he took a casual look.

As for the slave who knew the herbs, Joyce didn't think there was much hope.

"If you are choosing a slave, loyalty is important, but loyalty has to be cultivated slowly. Joyce secretly considered, more with the attitude of seeing the world and improving himself.

The robed girl roughly understood what Yarlin meant, left the Sijin Courtyard, and led the two of them to the Liujin Courtyard.

"He's a surgeon and there's a witch doctor here. Entering a stone house, the robed girl first introduced a man with glasses, and then looked at a hunchbacked old man.

Joyce was keenly aware that the man in glasses had anger and persistence, and that the hunchbacked old man's flattering smile was a little sinister.

"You dare to introduce such a person, I'm afraid it's annoying to bring it back!" Joyce said speechlessly.

Changing to a stone house, Joyce saw a young girl in a woolen coat again.

"She's a strategist. ”

The robed girl didn't make an offer, but asked Joyce and Arlin for their opinions.

"The looks are beautiful. ”

Arrin let go and looked at the girl in the coat, but seemed to be disgusted.

"It's already six hospitals, and it's estimated that it's too expensive!"

Joyce, wearing a mask, walked to the other side of the prison.

A man with a deep expression had this invisible momentum just by standing in the prison.

"He used to be a Knight Commander. ”

The girl in the robe took the trouble to introduce and behaved very professionally.

"Let's go. ”

Joyce was somewhat disappointed, not that he looked down on the slaves of the War Depository, but that with his current strength, he could not control the slaves who could be seen.

Back in the Sanjin Courtyard, just as Joyce and Arrin were about to leave the War Depository, they saw a figure they knew.

"Berna Rossi. ”

Joyce was not familiar with the braided girl led by a youth receptionist, but only acquaintance.

"Miss Rosie, I didn't expect to meet you here. ”

Yarlin stepped forward to take the initiative to greet him, somewhat courteously.

"I only work at night, is it strange to meet me here during the day?" said the girl in a trench coat, her smile and words did not hide her pride.

"A new arrival. ”

Joyce almost didn't add the word "me" in his heart, but on the surface he smiled and nodded.

Judging by Bernar Rossi's performance and the maid who followed her, Joyce guessed that she should have a good background.

"Miss Rosie is a slave picker? Joyce and I watched some of them. "Yarlin didn't leave, but had the intention of getting together.

Like Joyce and Arlin, Bernard Rossi wears a white mask, but she recognizes each other at a glance.

"Are these boring and empty aristocrats like going to the slave market to shop in the store?" Joyce had no choice but to follow, he could not understand what the rich lady was thinking.

Previously, Joyce and Yarlin were led directly to the fourth courtyard by the robed girl, and the two did not enter the stone house of the third courtyard.

"The level is a little worse. ”

Because he went to the four-entry courtyard and the six-entry courtyard, it was not ideal for Joyce to see the slaves in the stone house of the three-entry courtyard.

Joyce followed Arrin and Rosie to a prison cell in a stone hut and saw one of them, trembling and unconscious.

A pair of young male and female salesmen found that the slaves in the prison were in a bad state, and their expressions changed slightly, obviously the war storage workshop did not allow this kind of thing to happen in front of the guests.

For some reason, Joyce had the urge to buy the young slaves in the prison.

"I bought this slave. ”

The pigtailed girl suddenly spoke, making Joyce secretly stunned.

"It's a little strange, even compared to the other slaves in this stone house, this young man has no merit, why did I want to buy him just now?" Joyce came back to his senses, and quietly took in the facial expressions of the Yarlin.

Yarlin and the two reception staff looked surprised, and after the pigtailed girl spoke, she was stunned and puzzled, and seemed to regret it immediately.

"Huh?"

Using the power of his right eye, Joyce saw the unconscious young slave in the cell, with an inch-long healing scar on his right thigh.

"What's that?"

Looking at the scar on the young man's thigh, Joyce saw through a small metal figure hidden inside the scar, and the two full lips of the figure were wriggling.

"Could it be that my impulse to buy this young slave was influenced by the metal figure he had hidden in his body?" Joyce sighed that regardless of whether the pigtailed girl was affected or not, she had already spoken first.

"It seems that this Miss Bernard Rossi seems to regret it, she doesn't seem to really see anything, and I may have a chance. Joyce's mentality quickly adjusted, and his eyes smeared.

"He seemed to be ill, and Miss Rossi bought him and sent him to Rossi Surgical Hospital, where she might be able to cure him. Joyce spoke earnestly, asking for the advice of the pigtailed girl.

As soon as Joyce mentioned Rossi Surgical Hospital, not only the braided girl, but even Yarlin looked at him a little strangely.

"What's wrong?"

Facing the eyes of the pigtailed girl and Arlin, Joyce stumbled slightly, feeling that she had overlooked something.