"That's what you do?"

The young lord swallowed the bread in his mouth before he had time to chew it, glared at Albert fiercely and asked.

Green, who had been busy all night, got up early the next morning and was in good spirits, and he couldn't wait to test the Eagle seal that he had just learned last night, but remembering Albert's sale, Green was patient, dressed up and enjoyed breakfast with Al in the room, and between the dining tables, Master Hu Cong finally couldn't hold back and told about today's itinerary and explained the solution to the population problem.

His goal was the slave market.

The slave trade in the world of Gonodia was undoubtedly legal, essentially equivalent in nature to the sale of livestock in the real world, and could be openly sold or auctioned off on grounds after the ruling class of the kingdoms had issued a license to operate. For the aristocracy, slaves are an indispensable part of their lives, and most of the work in the territory is actually done by slaves, subdivided into serfs, worker slaves, fighting slaves, etc., and even legal slaves used to solve physiological problems.

"Your solution is human trafficking?" Green stared at Albert and almost threw the bread right in his face.

The young black wizard saw His Highness's displeasure and asked for forgiveness again and again. In fact, before he spoke, Albert had a premonition that the prince he served was different, and he had many of the virtues and consciences of the sages, and it was not surprising that he would be disgusted by human trafficking - on the other hand, it would surprise him if Greene took it for granted, and it was precisely because of this that he deliberately chose the time of the morning to say it by sleeping and eating enough. I hope that in this way, Green will not be slapped directly because he is in a bad mood.

"Well, listen to me," Albert said cautiously with a wry smile, "and I know that human trafficking was immoral in the past, but time has passed. You have to make a change, don't you? In the current situation of Jinlunga, the first way to increase the population is to absorb the scattered farmers, but in this regard, Jinlunga is not dominant, except for the Rodland side, the other sides are simply inhabited travel places, and if we go to a densely populated place, it is not known whether we can persuade them to migrate, and this long journey alone is a lot of money. Recruiting refugees is actually the best way, but unfortunately the battle between Diya and Offer is not the same. Even if some of the refugees are created, they have now returned to their hometowns, and it is really difficult for us to wait for people to flee their hometowns due to natural and man-made disasters. ”

"The slave trade is much better than the first two, and we don't need either an army of slaves or a large population, to put it bluntly. What Kim Lunga is in dire need of is people who can do the necessary jobs, and we only need to carefully select a small number of people who are cheap and suitable for the job. Giving them an official status is enough to support the running system of Jin Lunga. Besides, if you reject the human trafficking, the slaves will not be freed, and don't you think that buying them is a good deed than being bought by the merciless aristocracy? ”

Albert's remarks were very earnest and to the point. This is the case with the current situation in Jinlunga, perhaps a large population is not a priority, but war is imminent, at least to be able to make the huge fortress play its due role. Although the last few words of Master Hu Cong are inevitably suspicious of clever words, I have to say it. Green did have a point.

"When you say a good thing, don't you mean my previous attitude towards Alkin?"

The young Dark Wizard nodded repeatedly, "You can be a gift to your enemies for a while, and you must be more unbiased than those poor slaves. ”

"Given that Altyn and his men have become our lords of Kinglunga, I do intend to give them official status to the people in custody," Green looked up and glanced at Albert, "If, I say if, if we ...... Well, if I get a slave, I'll naturally reinstate them as civilians. ”

"You see, it's not a very simple truth, there's nothing wrong with keeping the bottom line, but wouldn't it be better to do something good than to clean yourself?" Albert spread his hands and said that he understood the matter, "Actually, I am also very curious, how can you, who obviously grew up in the present, have such a unique opinion on the things that everyone is accustomed to?" ”

Green stared at him for a long time, then silently lowered his head and smeared a layer of red caviar on his toast.

"Hey, you two got up so early."

Albert thought that Green still had concerns, and was about to persuade him again, when he heard the enthusiastic voice behind him. The two of them looked up at the same time, just in time to see Samael walking in from the outside, looking elated.

"Mr. Samael, who never came home at night, how was your play last night?" Green rolled up the bread and took a bite, then pushed the plate next to him to Samael, who had just sat down opposite.

"Thank you, Lord Lord." Samael happily took the plate, "It just so happens that I haven't eaten breakfast yet...... There was a pre-competition exchange for the martial arts tournament, and I stayed there to have a discussion with them, and sure enough, it was a world-famous tournament, and it was really a master, no wonder the Barron Empire had always wanted to host this competition. ”

Samael briefly recounted the night's gains, and Green listened as he ate, finally agreeing with his actions.

“…… Attending a martial arts tournament is a great opportunity to practice, and I support you. Green commented, wiping his hands and then standing up, "But alas, you don't have time to eat anymore, we have to go." ”

"Go?" Samael was so surprised that he forgot to swallow his food before speaking, "Where are you going?" ”

Green put on his black leather gloves and glanced back at Albert.

"Slave Market."

Although the slave trade is a legal business, because the Winter Forest, one of the five major countries, is one of the few countries where the slave trade is prohibited, out of respect for the elves, countries will basically not choose to directly put the slave market under the public, and most of the trading houses involved in the slave trade will choose the underground as a trading place.

Green, Albert, and Samael, the three of them came to the Morse Market. It is the largest slave market in the entire Meerte City, funded by the royal family of Rodland, hosted by the famous Chamber of Commerce Ice Rose in the royal city, absorbing slaves from all over the Rodland and even the entire Cabez continent.

"Please show your money card."

The three of them descended from the upper floor of the trading house. The first time I saw the gate of the slave market, I was stopped by two big men. According to the regulations here, a certain status was required to enter the slave market with weapons, and for the trading houses, the best "status" was a money card instead of Huang Chengcheng's gold coins.

Albert walked up and showed the silver money card of 1,000 gold coins that had been exchanged in the trading house, and the two guards immediately pushed the door and let him go. Green couldn't help but pout as he watched the other party's rigid and smooth movements. I said in my heart that it was a pity that I didn't meet the guard who looked down on people with dog eyes, and it was a big pity to pass through the doorman who didn't step on it and looked down on people.

"Oh, is this the slave market in Rodland? It's a big city......"

Although he was of the aristocratic class in Wiltz, Samael was the first time he had seen such a formal slave venue. On the way he had spoken to Greene about the slave trade, and in his words, buying slaves in Wilts was simply picking prisoners in a dark prison.

Reverse the Observatory trading market. The scope of the site is vast, and there is no end in sight. As far as the eye can see, the venue is full of large and small cages. It is even more than ten meters tall, and it houses certain races with huge sizes. Not only slaves, but also some rare beasts in the cages, and the entire trading market is filled with the roars of humans and beasts - this kind of customers with special needs, ordinary slaves have been trained by slave owners, and most of them remain silent. Wait for the buyer to come.

"The Morse Market has a very wide population, and since you intend to make Jinlunga a racial melting pot, I think we can choose from a wider range of options." As the three of them walked forward, Albert whispered. Look at the numb people in the cage, and the nobles and merchants who are bargaining outside. Green felt some irrepressible disgust in his heart, but he had to admit that on the dark side of his heart, he was a little excited about buying other people's lives, and in the end he could only secretly confess his guilt.

"Having said that, there are still some slaves that we can't touch," Green softened his mood, and it was he who had agreed to Albert's suggestion, and now he had no intention of repenting, "First of all, the elves ignore everything, and I don't want to grudge against the Winter Forest because of this; Secondly, the orcs were to be used as a last resort, and Kinlunga was not ready to take them in; Finally, since it is to select people who can be qualified for important positions, then it is necessary to ensure that the other party can stay in Jinlunga with peace of mind, and try to choose those who are far away from their homeland and alone, we have plenty of time and do not need too many people, you can simply communicate with your favorite slaves when choosing, to make sure you have a clear idea, understand? ”

Albert and Samael responded at the same time, Green waved his hand, and the three of them immediately separated, each looking for a target.

"So, where do I go first?" Looking around at the colorful nobles and slaves with the same miserable appearance, Green couldn't help but sigh lightly, and for a while he didn't know where to start.

It was at this moment that a small group of people not far away attracted Green's attention.

Not all the slaves in the Morse Market are owned by the Ice Rose Chamber of Commerce, and each planned stall is rented out to vendors of all sizes, and they choose what to sell. Unlike other stalls that only stopped to look at the goods, there were more than a dozen people gathered in the front place, and they didn't know what they were selling.

Curious, Green simply walked over to find out, and before he could get far away, he saw a handsome man in a strange costume looking curiously at the cage in the crowd. He was not tall, his eyebrows were straight, his eyes were on a horizontal line, the corners of his eyebrows were upturned at his temples, a typical image of an imperial man, except for a thin sword pinned to his waist, a lute in his arms, and a pet monkey in the hands of another servant......

Troubadour.

"What an amazing thing." Green raised his eyebrows, the face and the clothes, and the monkey that Gabrian could do with it. Of course, it's rare for players to follow miracles to call the famous Imperial troubadour by his first name, and this guy has a nickname called Champion of Tricks, which is a surprise to see him at the slave market in Rodland.

So he stepped forward. (To be continued......)