In order for the ancient lords and magnates to manage their domains or estates, they had to recruit a sufficient number of administrators, including tax collectors, clerks, scribes, retinues, advisors, stewards, and other indispensable positions.

But in this world with a functional building management system, the number of management has been greatly reduced, and what used to take ten people to complete can now be done by only one person, and the scope of work of management personnel is clearly detailed, and no one can go beyond the management system to dictate to other places, such as the manager of a lumber yard, who cannot interfere in the management of the terminal.

The chief of defense in Bologna, who was in charge of defending the docks, was called to the lord's manor overnight, and he was under his management of the six barracks and three shooting ranges in the docks, which was the second largest defense force in the city after the core area, and nearly 2,000 soldiers guarded the retreat of the whole city.

The defense chief still looked inexplicable when he came to the lord's office, but he found that the only remaining adult of the Hearn family, Chief Blu, was also in the office, which meant that something big happened in Bologna City, and the defense chief looked up at his lord with some uneasiness, praying that this matter had nothing to do with him, and he really didn't know anything.

Dio's expression was very gloomy, and the black was almost comparable to the bottom of the pot, and Bruchern knew that he was really angry, so he spoke.

"Defense Chief of Gard, at dusk today, the guards of the Lord's Mansion inadvertently caught two sneaky thugs, and they confessed that a fleet of slave traders had infiltrated the port of Bologna, and the other party was using normal business to conceal it, and he was very well hidden."

"You mean... Slave traders? Hearing this, a trace of instinctive disgust and hatred flashed in the defense minister's eyes, and his heart suddenly became clear.

In the era of Phoenicia, Babylon, Assyria, Egypt and other first civilized peoples who were fighting endlessly (Imperial Age 1), the profession of slave trader has appeared in this world, the big slave owner class is the only ruling group at that time, although the functional buildings are convenient but after all, people are still needed to work, slave owners use swords and leather whips to force slaves to work, slaves are counted as resources as gold, stone, wood, and food, and even as a general equivalent logistics.

However, with the change of the times, the power of the big slave owners deteriorated day by day, and finally they were severely defeated by the emerging forces, but the fall of the slave owners did not mean the disappearance of the slave system, and there were still slaves in many places, and the slave traders were the same.

The Gothic dynasty was destroyed by the Huns, and millions of Goths and Gothic vassals were forced to flee south, and slave merchants of all stripes pounced on the chaotic refugees like wolves smelling of meat, killing the old and the weak, and turning youth and children into their commodities.

The Goths remembered this feud of blood, and after they regained their footing, the Vis and Otto Leagues issued a decree encouraging all their people to execute every slave trader who stepped into the Gothic sphere of influence.

While many Goth lords were angry with ordinary merchants because of their hatred of slave traders, Dio, although more enlightened, hated slave traders more than all the Goth lords, who had once been commodities for slave traders.

"Gar, those two captured thugs have promised to lead the way, you take five hundred soldiers to search for them, if it's true......"

Dio didn't finish his words, but the defense chief of Gal had already understood, and all the minions were executed, and the leader was locked up and slowly relieved.

After his officers left the office in a murderous manner, Dio sighed, the expression on his face was slightly better, he got up and walked to the window, silently looking down at the manor in the night, suddenly he thought of something, and immediately instructed Blue.

"Don't let Knock out tomorrow, my sister and Marisa too, wait until I do a good search of Bologna."

Drunk, Adhras made his way to the bottom of the cabin, apparently a Byzantine liquor merchant who sold high-end Byzantine wines for a profit, and few people knew that he was still engaged in a more lucrative business.

Adras was a slave trader, but he hid himself very deeply, and he obtained slaves in a very hidden way.

Adras has bought a group of minions in many densely populated cities, he provides them with funds, allows them to find specific targets, and then succeeds by setting up tricks and abductions, Adras is a tasteful businessman, how can he be like those bandits in slave hunting groups? Moreover, his customers are usually high-ranking people, and their requirements for goods are different.

The reason why he took the risk to come to Bologna this time is because one of his big patrons suddenly wanted to try the legendary 'Gothic Loli', which is not an easy thing, you must know that the Goths are very talented in the nation, and the Gothic civilians are strong and good at fighting, when there is a shortage of food, the Goths dare to hunt dangerous wild boars empty-handed, and they can use the most ordinary barracks to train the special troops of their own nation - the Gothic Guard, who killed the famous Goths in the two **** wars. [Gothic Farmer has +5 damage to wild boars, can carry 15 more units of meat, and the characteristic technology 'Anarchy' - can train the Goth Guard with barracks]

Moreover, the Goths' hatred of slave traders was already an open matter, they were rarely willing to leave their homeland, and the slave hunters on the periphery were afraid of the armies of the Goth lords, and did not dare to harass them easily, so it was not easy to get a Goth slave.

However, all these difficulties set off how his big boss Adras is with his hands and eyes, and no matter how strict the Goths defend, he can get what he wants, and he can smuggle slaves from Bolognari, a big city recognized by the Otto League!

The slave trader couldn't help but laugh three times at the thought of this, but a violent roar came from the cell next to him.

"Which bastard is laughing outside? Lao Tzu just fell asleep! ”

The owner of the voice seemed to be weak and in a bad mood, and the scolded Adres was also in a bad mood, and he kicked the door open to see if it was the slave who was not afraid of death screaming.

This cell is specially used to punish disobedient slaves, it is full of all kinds of torture instruments that make people's hairs stand on end, there is only one person in the entire cell, he was hung in the air with iron chains, and the upper body of the **** is full of whip marks and burns from the soldering iron.

The scars were enough to make a normal person dying, but the man who was hanging in the air still looked at him with falcon-like eyes, as if he was about to tear him to pieces at any moment.

The man he had captured on his way to Bologna was supposed to be a great man on the howling side, a general or a brilliant warrior, but now he was nothing more than a slave to his Adiras.

Thinking of this, the slave trader, who had originally flinched a little, couldn't help but straighten his waist and glared back with vicious eyes.

"Don't think you're great, your identity is certainly not very clean, and you had a sailor knife with you when my men caught you by the river...... I heard that a small village under Bologna was attacked by pirates, but the greedy and useless pirates were defeated and lost, you can't be a defeated pirate, right? ”

Adras speculated with interest about the identity of the other party, but the man responded with contempt, not at all weak-hearted or wavering, not even bothering to say anything.

Morgan felt that his good fortune seemed to be running out, and after escaping from the fleeing pirates, he kept running along the riverbank, and he wanted to pretend to be a down-and-out sailor and blend into a certain fleet, but he was blocked by a gang of black-hearted slave traders.

The cold, hungry, and weak strongest swordsman of the sea actually threw seven or eight mediocre thugs to the ground, and the arrogant Morgan did not want to become a slave, he planned to escape, and after an unexpected failure, he was put in this cell by the thugs and beaten up.

Even if he was tortured and bruised, Morgan, who was majestic at sea, was unwilling to bow his head to this group of subordinates, even if everyone was a villain, Morgan looked down on this group of 'little bastards', you must know that a cargo like Adras, Captain Morgan can be crushed to death with his fingers when he is at sea.

"Fat Pig...... There's a kind of don't let Lao Tzu feel better...... Otherwise...... I'm going to make you bacon ......"

"Okay! Good! You've got a kind! ”

Adras smiled cruelly, and he suddenly became very interested in this boundless guy who was still crazy in prison.

The slave trader wanted to know, how long could this guy go crazy?

A few hours later, a bloodied Adras walked out of his cell and commanded two guards not far away.

"Throw the guy in there farther away, and don't throw it into the river near the dock, or you'll be easily spotted...... It's not good to throw the body in the city, otherwise it will be found faster, and the gates of Bologna are strictly ......"

Adras groaned, and the two wardens waited for orders with bowed eyebrows, and the slave trader quickly had an idea.

"Hmmm! Quietly throw him in the backyard of the Hearn family's manor! I visited their manor once when I was selling wine, and their backyard was huge, but there were very few people on the Hearn family manor, and outsiders wouldn't allow them to enter, so you just snuck him in along the wall! By the time this guy's rotten smell was discovered, we were long gone. ”

Watching two loyal men enter the cell and carry Morgan, who had been tortured not far from death, Adras snorted coldly.

"You want to turn me into bacon, I'll turn you into rotten meat first!"

Adriath, who was in a good mood again, returned to his cabin and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, one of his men burst in and woke him up.

"What's the matter? Say it! ”

The slave traders, whose dreams were disturbed, were very unhappy.

"The owner...... Oh no! Bologna's Dockyard Defense Minister has come with someone to search the ship! ”

"What...... What the?! ”

Adras jumped up in fright, he hurriedly looked out through the window of the cabin, only to see that the shore was full of sabre-rattling and murderous troops, where is this search? It's clear that they're here to arrest people!

"Don't let them come up! Hurry up! Hurry up and find a way to sail! ”

The slave traders, who did not have long to be proud, let out a desperate wail.