Three thousand miles south of the Northland!

It was a loess plateau that used to be a lush forest, but as the kingdom of humans began to expand in this area, a large number of trees were cut down, so much so that soil erosion took place. As a direct result of this soil erosion, a Yellow River appeared, but in this world it is not called the Yellow River, but the Nilodona. This is the language of the Esinda, descendants of humans during the Arcane Empire, a race of people who can live to be over one hundred and twenty years old, and the name means 'murky river'.

Scattered villages and towns south of the Nilodona are the gathering places of man, who have been cutting down trees since three hundred years ago, and now the number of trees has decreased by as little as a third from the Lost Forest to the Dark Jungle. These trees are just like the Han people in the Central Plains, who forcibly cut down the forests in the upper reaches of the Yellow River for various reasons, and then completely led to uncontrollable soil erosion.

For this matter, the Druid Order can be said to be quite dissatisfied!

There were also violent clashes between the two sides, but because there were no strong druids in the region, and there was another very special kind of existence, it was still unsuccessful. However, after soil erosion became more obvious, humans also began to notice some problems, and slightly reined in the past logging and development. The germ of industry was almost born here, but it was eventually crushed by various forces at the beginning stage.

At this time.

Near the edge of the Lost Forest, a slender figure was moving forward at high speed, wearing a delicate leather armor and a special emblem on her chest, which even the dust could not hide the heroism on her body. It was a Silvermoon Walker, and she seemed to have been on a journey for a long time, and when she saw a thick cloud of smoke in front of her, she couldn't help but quicken her pace. Rushed towards the place where the smoke was rising. There was a village ahead, but it was an eerie dead silence, and there was no sign of roosters and dogs barking.

A loud eagle chirped.

Immediately after that, an eagle flew down from the sky, and in a moment it turned into a middle-aged druid with thick hair, he glanced at the Silver Moon Walker next to him, and said in a deep voice, "There is no one else nearby!" I don't know why the Druid Council suddenly sent us here to investigate, is there something more important going on here? ”

The expression of the Silver Moon Walker was stern, and he said in a low voice: "Listen! There's no movement, there's hardly any living here! ”

The two men headed towards the village.

The village in front of me was almost destroyed, and there were traces of burning everywhere. There are still a lot of corpses on the ground. The Silver Moon Walker leaned over and looked at several corpses, and then said with a solemn face, "It wasn't the robbers who did it!" None of these people's belongings were taken away, and it seems that the reason for their death is a bit strange! ”

"Over there!" The middle-aged druid closed his eyes and felt it, then pointed in a direction and quickly approached.

The Silver Moon Walker quickly followed, and as they walked through a house in ruins, the sight in front of them made them all turn pale. Because they saw a lot of corpses, men, women, children, and children, and there were many traces of firewood burning nearby, and there was a corpse in the center that was almost charred. There were a lot of messy footprints on the ground, and it seemed that too many things had happened before the qiē happened.

"Fallen?"

The middle-aged druid looked around, turned to look at the Silver Moon Walker, and asked, "Or is it some other evil being?" ”

The Silver Moon Walker's expression was stern. She picked up a small piece of dark red from the ground and looked at it, then whispered, "It's the devil!! ”

"Let's go!"

"We must report it to the council immediately, the devil is here."

"Damn it!"

"How did the devil of Bartow's Purgatory escape?!"

………………

Eastern routes.

The first mate of the half-elf stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on his arm, he had just been slashed by a sneak attack. However, the injuries were not severe, and as a pirate he was used to being injured. Men were bandaging him, and some vicious pirates were kicking and beating the captives who had surrendered. The main thing is that some crews who are not combat-ready.

"What about the casualties?"

The half-elf first mate asked the bandage to tie a dead knot directly, and then stood up and said, "How many are dead?" How many were hurt? Have all the enemies been cleaned up? ”

A rather shrewd-looking pirate ran over, bowed his head and said, "Your Excellency, First Mate." Thirty-two were killed, and about fifty or sixty wounded. All the enemies who resisted were killed, and there were still people under the cabin who tried to resist, but we also killed them. Everything is sealed under the cabin, and we know the rules of Your Excellency the Throat Cutter, and we make sure that no one sneaks down. ”

"Hmm." The half-elf first mate nodded slightly, and said with satisfaction: "Don't mess with the things below, and when the time comes, you will naturally have your reward when you return to Tailuo Port." ”

He stood up and walked underneath the cabin where the slaves were being shipped.

Those belongings are nothing at all, and there are naturally other ways to make money, what really cares about him the most is the group of slave craftsmen who were escorted from the East, and the task assigned by His Excellency Sauron is still the most important. The half-elf first mate quickly led his men to the bottom of the cabin, most of the slaves imprisoned in it were of oriental characteristics, which looked a bit like those of the desert race, but the skin was a little yellowish, the outline was not as concave and convex as that of the people here, and the lines of the face were softer.

"Who are the craftsmen with the craft?"

The half-elf first mate looked at the fifty or sixty slaves imprisoned in front of him, the Eastern Route trade would not transport those cheap goods, so the quality of the slaves in front of him was relatively high.

A clever guy next to him hurriedly came over and replied, "More than thirty of them here are craftsmen with craftsmanship, and more than ten of them over there are all oriental gladiators who have been transported over." They would be sent to the City of Fortune and sold to the underground arenas along the South Coast, all of which were worth a lot of money. ”

Gladiator?

The half-elf first mate showed a hint of interest on his face, he walked in front of an oriental gladiator, and looked at the strong man in front of him, this man's muscles are not very strong, not as exaggerated as many fighters here, but his muscle line has a sense of strength and fluency, legend has it that the oriental gladiators are more agile, and some have also been trained by oriental warrior monks, it seems that the rumors are true. [Note: Many Eastern warriors have a part-time rank of one or two warrior monks, and their training method has the tradition of warrior monks.] 】

"Take it all back."

The half-elf first mate glanced at the shackles on the other party's hand and ordered, "These people seem to be of some use, and Your Excellency the Throat Slither may be of use when he needs manpower." ”

"Huh?"

He glanced at the innermost part of the cabin, then cautiously walked over and asked, "What's in the cage over there?" Why is there no sound at all? Is it empty? ”

Someone next to him immediately brought a torch.

As the light shone over, the creatures in the dark cage in front of them also appeared in front of their eyes, and many people couldn't help but marvel, and then someone suddenly said, "This is?" Is this the bestiality of the East? ”

What appeared in front of them was a little girl.

A very small, very small girl who was at most six or seven years old, she was dressed in a lace dress, and her small face pocket was a little open, but she could see big eyes and fair skin. This is not the most amazing point, but even more surprising are her ears, which are fluffy cat-like ears, and a small cat tail sticking out of her buttocks.

"Bestial?"

The half-elf first mate couldn't help but look at it in surprise, and then muttered, "It seems to be the legendary Catwoman?" I thought this beast man was extinct! I can't imagine that Dongfang can find one! ”

Yikes!

Facing a group of hideous-looking pirates in front of her, the little girl in front of her seemed to be a little scared, but the courage in her heart made her bare her teeth at these people, revealing a pair of obvious little tiger teeth, which seemed to be a little wild and untamed. Bestials have been greatly reduced since the time of the Arcane Empire, and are now very rare. It's hard to say why they appeared, anyway, the legend is related to something taboo.

After all, the Great Arcanists had always wanted to get their hands on the realm of the gods, including the part that created the life of Zào.

The half-elf first mate looked at it curiously, and then ordered to the left and right: "Don't hurt her, this catwoman looks quite rare, take it back and give it to the eldest lady as a gift." ”

The eldest lady in his mouth.

Naturally, it refers to Vivien, but in fact, it mainly refers to Lillian, because only Lillian will occasionally turn around the regiments they command.

Now among Sauron's core subordinates, who doesn't know that Vivien is the baby bump in Sauron's heart.

Not to mention that Vivien's own strength is also a bit unfathomable to them!

………………

The half-elf first mate quickly walked out.

There were already several people waiting outside, and one of them, a middle-aged man with single-rimmed glasses who looked a little Sven, not like a pirate but more like the shopkeeper of the Chamber of Commerce, walked over, bowed his head slightly, and said, "Your Excellency, First Mate." The cargo on the three ships has already been counted. There are 26 boxes of porcelain, 21 boxes of tea bricks, about 12 boxes of other peppers and spices, and some rare silk fabrics. The total value is probably more than 50,000 Jindler, and if it can be sold to those local nobles, the value is estimated to rise by 50%! ”

Hear these words.

The half-elf first mate couldn't help but be stunned, and then muttered, "So many!?" So valuable?! ”

He felt something was wrong.

Because the goods on these three ships seem to be worth quite a lot! And they are all the most expensive and valuable cargo on the Eastern route!

……………… (To be continued......)