Chapter 315: The Slave Market

Wren stepped out of the portal and appeared in a tree-lined path.

This is the coastal area, located in the northwest of Shenzhen-Hong Kong City, extending north along the coast, the sound of the waves can be heard not far away, a large area is the residence of the city's nobles and wealthy people, the environment is beautiful, the population is not as dense as the commercial area or the dock, so the portal does not alarm people.

After a few moments of direction, he walked a few hundred meters with the Ultramarines, turned into a quiet street, and saw a private estate of considerable size with a tall wall outside.

"This is it. ”

Wren nodded, heard someone talking in the manor, and asked an Ultramariner to knock on the door.

The door was opened by a guard in armor, and when he saw the Ultramarine, he was stunned for a moment, but instead of panicking, he seemed happy. He looked at the Ultramarines, and finally his eyes fell on Wren and shouted, "Master, the distinguished guest you said is here!"

Running footsteps sounded in the manor, and then the door was opened by Huo Ran.

A tall figure ran out eagerly, he was wearing a simple cloth robe, but he was tightly supported by strong muscles, exuding an extremely strong aura, it was the legendary Iron Guard Schwevert.

"Your Excellency!"

Schwifert exclaimed with surprise on his face, when he was dying in the forest, he thought that Wren was just saying it casually, but he didn't expect it to really come.

Wren stepped forward and hugged him, and said with a smile, "It won't bother you, will it?"

"How could it be......" Schweaver looked flattered, "it's too late to welcome." Your Excellency, please come in. ”

He bowed down and made a gesture of invitation, looking very enthusiastic.

Under the leadership of Swift, the group walked into the manor, Wren looked around, took a look at the layout of the manor at a glance, and admired: "This manor is large enough and beautifully furnished, it should be some years old, you have spent a lot of money, right?"

"Let the Earl laugh. Schwifert looked smug and sighed: "Almost all the money I have saved over the years has been invested in this manor, in order to give future generations a comfortable home." ”

Wren nodded slightly.

The price of real estate in the coastal area is notoriously expensive in the entire empire, and it is indeed not easy for a legendary iron guard who has no property and only makes money by hunting souls, and a manor of this size, with a superior geographical location, worth at least thirty or forty thousand gold.

There are also a large number of servants in the manor, as well as a few transcendent guards, and it costs a lot of money to keep these people.

Entering the main hall of the villa, a group of teenagers and girls greeted him.

Their appearance is somewhat similar to Schwifert, the oldest is seventeen or eighteen years old, and the youngest is only five or six years old, both men and women are wearing martial arts training uniforms, and their bodies are dripping with sweat, as if they have just come out of the martial arts training ground.

Swift proudly introduced, "Lord Earl, they are all my children. ”

"So much?"

Wren couldn't help but be surprised.

These dozen or so children were obviously not born by a mother, and it is impossible to see that this guy Schwevert is decent on the surface, but he has a harem at home.

"I have no other pursuits in my life, I just want to have more children, try my best to cultivate, and hope to produce one or two good seedlings to inherit my family business. Schweft explained, straightened his face at the children, and said, "This is the Earl of Glamorgan, who is from Mordu, and he is not yet quick to salute." ”

The older children, only two or three years younger than Wren, already knew the world.

In fact, they had been secretly looking at their father's distinguished guests, and when they heard Swift's words, they all exclaimed with some restraint: "I have seen His Excellency the Earl!"

Younger children learn from their older siblings to salute.

For them, the Ultramarine, who is taller and stronger than their father, attracts their eyes even more, and their eyes are full of curiosity.

"Alright, today's workout is over early, butler, send them to wash and rest. Schwefort waved his hand, and the children ran away with cheers as if they had been liberated.

Only the eldest two eldest sons and eldest daughters left with some reluctance, and their eyes frequently looked at Wren, excited.

Entering the study, Schweft sighed, "Let the adults laugh." ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

Wren was a little surprised at first, but he quickly understood.

Schwifert's approach is understandable, and in fact, many grassroots legendary transcendents have done it.

They have gone through a lot of hardships to rise to the legend, and finally break through their own class, have a place in the upper class, of course, they want to go further, create a family, pass on their family name and wealth, and stand firm from then on.

However, the existence of the Blood Soul Curse makes all people born equal, and the descendants of the transcendent have the same chance of becoming transcendent as the descendants of ordinary people.

Even if you invest more cultivation resources, you can only slightly increase the possibility of passing the initial soul transformation.

Of course, there are some rare treasures that have better support effects, but all of them are priceless, and they are by no means available to ordinary legends, and they cannot afford them.

So, the best thing to do is to have more children.

It's like fishing, casting a wide net, giving birth to a dozen, or even dozens, in one go, and each child invests corresponding resources, and if you're lucky, there will always be one or two who can succeed. The lifespan of a legend is at least three hundred years, and the bloodlines of the generations are branching out, and the number of descendants of the transcendent will increase and they will be able to form a family.

Of course, it is only transcendental, and whether a new legend can appear depends on whether the goddess of fate favors it.

Wren himself was still young and didn't think about it.

In fact, there is no need to think about it, his goal is not only a legend, but at least to strive to enter the Holy Soul in the future, with the lifespan of the Holy Soul Wizard, as long as he is alive, it doesn't matter if he has descendants or not.

"Did you have a good ride back from the Saine Plateau?" Wren asked.

"There were a few battles, but they were all resolved easily. "We went to Juppell Hill, and then we took the airship back to Deep Harbor City, and after dealing with the harvest, the team was disbanded." ”

Speaking of this, he glanced at Wren meaningfully, and said with a smile: "Laurena and Sonya are obsessed with adults, and they often come to my house as guests these days, do you want to inform them?"

"No need. Wren immediately refused.

Schwevert thought that Wren couldn't pull down to seek pleasure, showing an expression that all men understand, and tactfully persuaded: "The two of them are actually good women, and there are many suitors among the soul hunters in Shengang City, Your Excellency the Earl can rest assured......"

"Thank you for your kindness. ”

Wren remained unmoved.

He had just broken through that relationship with Osilia and was in a sweet period, and he didn't want to provoke other women, lest he be burned.

Schweft sighed in his heart, he could only help them this step, Wren was not interested, and if he said it, it would cause disgust.

"Let's get down to business. Ren Zhengse said: "I came to Shengang City to buy a batch of slaves, not extraordinary, as long as ordinary people, preferably adult males, able-bodied, and innocent origins." ”

"Ordinary Slave ......" Schwifer was surprised.

After he returned to Shengang City, he had been thinking about what Wren had confessed, and through inquiring about the news from all sides, he had a deeper understanding of Wren, guessed the intention of the new lord, and prepared to form a transcendent army of his own.

So, he spent a few days investigating the slave market in Shenzhen-Hong Kong City and made a detailed report.

But the slaves in his report are all transcendent.

Wren's needs were completely unexpected, how could ordinary slaves form an extraordinary army? Could it be that he guessed wrong, in fact, it was for other purposes?

Schweaver's mind turned sharply, and he said with sympathy: "The price of ordinary people's slaves is very low, often seven or eight can be worth the price of a transcendental, and the treatment is also very bad, and it is generally digested by the trading city-states, and sent to mines, plantations and factories, and the end is not good." ”

Wren nodded in understanding.

He knew very well the cruelty of slavery, whether in his previous life or in Allenus, slaves were goods in the eyes of slave owners, and it was almost impossible to be treated normally. Unless it is a transcendent slave who has extraordinary power, even if his status is low, the slave owner does not dare to abuse it easily, and sometimes he has to provide for it.

The empire had long since abolished slavery, and all slaves who entered the country were granted the status of free people.

Wren bought slaves to bring back to his territory, and naturally became his own people.

"How many do you want to buy, Lord Earl?" asked Swift.

Wren had a plan: "Three hundred to four hundred." ”

"Such a large amount of slave trading is rare in Shenzhen-Hong Kong City, and only the largest slave owners can buy it. Swift thought for a moment, "I know a friend who is in the slave business, and he has a conscience among the many slave owners, do you want to go now?"

Wren really wants to complain, can a slave owner have a conscience?

He pulled out the Arcane Torrent Staff, "Tell me where it is, and teleport over." ”

Schwevert said an address, near a gladiatorial arena at the junction of the docks and commerce of Shenzhen-Hong Kong City.

The Ultramarines heard the commotion and came in and prepared to go together.

Wren looked at them, the image of the Ultramarines was too eye-catching, so he said: "You take off all your armor and replace it with ordinary armor, and give me the Lambo Gun, just bring a giant sword." ”

After some tweaking, the Ultramarines don't look so dazzling anymore.

Wren opened the portal, and Swift led the way.

At the other end of the portal, in an alley, there were people passing by, and they were all startled, and then some people were eager to try to enter, and they saw a group of tall and strong barbarians coming out of it, surrounded by a young man who looked like a nobleman, and quickly pretended not to see it, and bowed his head and left.

Schweft led the way, and soon after, entered the large courtyard behind the Colosseum.

These courtyards are open to each other and occupy an extremely wide area, but each gate is protected by an iron fence, and the walls more than five meters high are difficult for ordinary people to fly, and there are teams of guards patrolling, like a heavily guarded prison.

Swift held a token in his hand and walked unimpeded.

After passing through seven or eight doors, he finally entered a spacious and luxurious hall, and a middle-aged man in a loose robe greeted him, obviously he had received the news, and his face was full of smiles.

"Swift, is this the guest you were talking about?"