The city of Hasblanc was built on the site of the former city of Vaduzkos

The young man looked back at the crowd at the gate of the city from afar who were warmly welcoming the duke's concubine to inspect the territory, stretched out his finger and stared at the Mithril ring engraved with the duke's family crest, and sighed with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that this time the bond with Elizabeth and them is unclear~"

But sigh to sigh.

Rows of low-rise buildings, shops full of goods, street stalls with tantalizing smells, endless flow of people, and all kinds of bargaining and hawking that result... The hustle and bustle of the wait made him inexplicably excited, and he temporarily forgot all his previous scruples.

"It's not as prosperous as I remember Japan, and it's not quite the same as the scene in my body's memory, but everything looks like it's thriving."

Despite the countless additions, alterations, and reconstructions that have been repeated one after another in my memory, the buildings that stand like ant mounds are gone. Even the luxury stores with almost all the goods, more than a dozen storefronts, and several storeys high, only a few stone ruins are left to tell the glory of the past. The food court, where you can enjoy exotic dishes and sweets, has become a mobile stall. Even in winter, you can feel the warmth and noise of the crowd, which is more nostalgic than the hustle and bustle of the current crowd.

"Well, after all, it's been 200 years ago, and it's useless to talk about these fairy tales. Instead of remembering the past, it is better to create a brighter future."

The shock of sleeping for more than two hundred years was far less than the shock of theoretically having died once, so soon, this sadness was left behind by the teenager.

The real first meal after waking up is settled in the carriage. Although Elizabeth has repeatedly apologized for snubbing the Holy Master, in fact, in terms of the variety and taste, even if it is not as good as the delicacies in her memory, it has surpassed several levels compared to the things sold in the street stalls now.

Satiety increased his picky sensitivity to food by several levels, which in turn reduced his appetite, so that the boy simply walked aimlessly along the central thoroughfare, rather than wandering among the vendors as he remembered before.

The European-style streets that look like they have a sense of history in another world are full of adventurers. Whether it's a strong Terran man in heavy metal boring armor, or a woman with animal ears on her head, or a spellcaster in a robe with a magic wand, or a long-eared elf with an arrow bag on his back... In short, these men and women of all arms, races and ages wandered in groups from street to stall, bargaining and laughing with each other.

Nibbling on fruit sold at a roadside stall that he had never seen before (this was a thank you gift from a certain vendor aunt for saving her from a galloping carriage and a playful boy). The boy was once again attracted by a group of playful children to leave the main road, and when he passed through several alleys and entered a small alley, he saw a crowd gathering.

The teenager, who had nothing to do, wondered if he was doing something, so he leaned over and glanced at it casually.

(eh...... ）

The crowd of onlookers turned out to be... No matter how you look at it, the men and women in ragged clothes who are driven out of the iron cage carriages do not look like the most vicious criminals.

(is a slave...... ）

A person who is familiar to him in another world, but also unfamiliar, is often used as a derogatory term for a specific historical period.

He had almost forgotten that there were slaves in this world. In my memory, there were slaves in the city of Vaduzkos.

The debtor slave known to the owner of this body is a person who, depending on the amount of the debt, is engaged in heavy labor that no one wants to do, such as doing chores for shops, moving goods for adventurers, working as cleaners for others, and dismantling monsters. Because their bodies were the basis for these jobs, slave owners were also obliged to provide them with a minimum of food, clothing, and shelter, and even to have a system whereby they could be reintegrated into society at the end of their slavery period, albeit in small amounts, but with a certain amount of wages.

Of course, some women also choose to work in nightclubs, but these people can almost always appear in front of people, slaves in debt. Felonies among convict slaves tend not to show up in the bazaar because of the insecurity. Most of them are directly pulled to various mines to squeeze until the last breath of life. Minor offenders, on the other hand, are often fined a certain amount of money and become slaves to the debt mentioned above.

In other words, the slave he knew before was definitely not a person like the one he saw in front of him, who not only knew from his outfit that he was a slave, but also suffered cruel treatment......

"Oops, I must have stumbled to the slave market."

The men and women who were driven out of the car were divided into two columns, the men with only a cloth around their waists, and the women with only a headcoat, all with their hands tied in front of them.

What they all had in common was that they were all very thin, and the men were filthy in addition to their messy hair and beards. Of course, the women are no better. A few subordinates, as if hired by the Chamber of Commerce or slave owners, were scooping up the water in the vat with wooden spoons one by one, and washing their bodies from head to toe to wash their filthy bodies from the long journey. Then a man with a ledger checked their bodies against the number plate hanging around their necks as if they were inspecting domestic animals.

It is not directly with the hand, but as if touching the filth, poking and poking with a stick, and pulling it down directly if it can't be comprehended.

Anyone who resisted was instantly put down by the guards on standby behind.

As long as there is the slightest resistance, they will immediately be crushed to the ground by several people who rush up, and in addition to a violent beating on the head and face, they will be carefully examined in a doubly humiliating posture. After the end, their hands and feet will be tied behind their backs, and they will bow down to the ground like boiled shrimp, and they will be dragged away like a dead dog.

The other people who saw this fate became honest, even if the stick was stuffed into their mouths and the inside of the loincloth was inspected, they were unmoved and were at the mercy of it.

"It's too good to ......"

The teenager has experienced more than ten years of free and equal education, and his deep consciousness will never tolerate such inhumane behavior, but another voice is constantly reminding him that this is in a different world, and your impulses cannot change anything.

However, the boy who forced himself to turn around was shocked by the next scene to the point that he couldn't help but intervene.

The one at the end of the queue of female slaves was thrown to the ground like a rag. And the guards also grabbed her hair mercilessly, revealing her face, and then spit on her face in disgust.

"How can this kind of goods be sold? Just drag it out and bury it. ”

As soon as the guards reminded him, the man who looked like a slave owner hurriedly stepped forward to grab the inspection account book, and after looking back at the situation of the female slaves, he began an urgent negotiation with another original owner who seemed to be the slave.

It seems that the two sides have not been able to reach a consensus, and together they go in front of the female slaves.

"It's really not good to have 2 big silver coins, at least there must be one... 7 pieces, which is already a loss"

The boy who vaguely heard the conversation between the two sides couldn't help but stop, and while resisting the idea of rushing forward, he secretly applied a hunter-specific simple auxiliary magic called "Listening" to himself.

This is a kind of wind-type magic that determines the sound and location of wild beasts in the forest. Although it is very practical, the effect is not very significant without intensive training in this area. Not only is the effective range narrow, but it can also be disturbed by obstacles such as rocks and walls. However, at this moment, the teenager still has a pretty good effect on listening to other people's gossip. At least in a noisy environment, it successfully relied on it to hear the conversation between the two sides.

"We've been working together for a short time, but this female slave you sent is just too much. Not only did she have defects in her eyes, nose, and one of her ears, but her right hand and left foot were festering like this, and she felt like she would die if she left it alone. ”

Hearing this, the boy's attention once again shifted to the female slave on the ground who was pulled by her hair and forced to raise her face.

In addition to the obvious ulceration of her limbs, the first thing that caught the boy's eye was her face.

Probably injured by a monster, there is a large wound on his face, almost festering except for his mouth.

Both eyes also seem to be completely invisible, or have blurred vision.

The complexion is a strange dark brown, probably caused by sun exposure, based on my previous knowledge.

The hair is a faded gray, and elven ears are visible on the side of the head, but only one.

Maybe she didn't have anything to eat at all, she was very thin, and she was definitely not just malnourished, but more severe than a state of semi-prostration.

It gives the feeling that you will burp at any time.

"It's been a friendship for many years. Don't add any more points. How about 5...4, this is a hybrid of a dark elf and a human. ”

"Even pure-blooded elves or succubi don't work! Look, to heal these wounds, I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money. The mere treatment of blind eyeballs requires healing magic equivalent to the level of a bishop or archbishop of the church. And do you think those spiritually clean people will redeem this human race that they whip and spit on?! ”

It seemed to recall the unbearable old things in the past, and the person who seemed to be a slave owner seemed a little excited.

"It's also based on past friendships that I made this price. At best, this guy can only be dragged to the maze and used as bait for domestic animals. ”

"This.... Although he wields an iron pickaxe with both hands, it is okay to sell it to the mine as a tool for those people's ~ desires, right? After all, the figure is still very good~"

"I'm afraid it's a dream! In this state, you will have to burp after receiving a few guests, and you won't even earn a few small silver coins by then, but you have to bury it upside down. ”

The man who looks like a slave owner scoffs at the assumption that the other party is not giving up.

Even if the body's previous consciousness accepted the existence of the slavery system, it still had a sense of disobedience to treat people as if they were animals. Not to mention that at this stage, it is the soul from another world that advocates freedom, equality, and fraternity that controls the body at this stage, and this ugly atrocity simply breaks the lower limit of human nature, to the point where it is unbearable.

"Stop! ——”

The boy threw the half-eaten unknown fruit at the man who had taken the form of a slave owner, and brutally poured a wooden spoon of cold water on his head.

"Hey, you're here to smash the field?!"

In an uproar, four or five guards around him suddenly gathered around, and some of them even pressed their hands on the hilt of their swords, looking like they were immediately killed if the situation was not right.

"Who gave you the courage to go wild in the duke's territory!"

The young man was excited, and easily pulled out a certain guy's saber from the crowd that automatically dodged. With a reverse wrist, after breaking away from the horizontal text of the sheath, he completed the most drastic folding and slashing along the way. I saw a cold light as cold as autumn water, like a bright moon, which fascinated everyone's sight.

Chirping... Crack... The wooden stake used to tie the carriage to the camel beast broke into four with a strange noise.

"Stop! - "Stop! Stop! Do you hear me, you fools! ”

The original owners of the slaves and the seemingly slave-owners-like people shouted hysterically almost simultaneously.

The former was sold between cities as an escort slave, and his own martial arts skills were naturally extraordinary, and he had already deeply felt the strength of the other party from this flowing 'Z' slash. That is, if there is no fundamental conflict of interest that touches the bottom line, you must never provoke the people in front of you.

As for the latter's gaze, it was completely aimed at his own momentum by the tip of the young man's sword. Oh, no, it's the hands, or the Mithril ring engraved with the family crest on the hand, which robs all the mind.

If he didn't understand the meaning behind that thing, he wouldn't have been able to get around the city and get mixed up with what he has achieved so far.

(I don't know if it's bad luck or good news, in short, you must not let the other party be a little hostile to yourself)

Neither of them is a fledgling that has just stepped into society, and his instinctive intuition prompts him to express his thoughts from all sides without delay.

"Bastard, don't put your weapons away yet. Is there such a way of hospitality that you have? The original owner of these slaves not only snatched the wooden sticks of the guards and threw them on the ground, but also reprimanded them in the face of several people, and even beat several people who did not know the situation.

However, he could not do anything as thoroughly as a man who looked like a slave owner.

"Honor... Your honorable Excellency, your humble servant Ochulov Khryukin is listening respectfully to your commands. ”

"What's going on?!"

According to the teenager's cognition in another world, even if he is forced to give in by his own knife, shouldn't he leave behind sentences such as 'You show me a walk', 'We'll sell you face, but we xxxx are not easy to mess with', or bring out their own backstage to scare each other, well, it's more likely to gather people and notify the city guard?

"Honor... Your Excellency, I don't know what you command. Ochulov, who bent his waist even lower, daring to stare only at the other's shoes, cautiously tried again, almost in a nervous mood.

(It's over, this shoe is clearly the work of Audreyfin, the most famous person in the royal capital.) It was a luxury that only people with aristocratic status could customize, a symbol of status, not something that could be obtained with just a few dollars. This... What should I do now?)

"I'm going to buy her."

"Buy... Buy: She?! ”

For a while, Ochulov failed to come back to his senses, and his mouth subconsciously repeated what the other party said.

The others, including the original owners of the slaves, the guards, the hired clerks or subordinates, the onlookers, and even the slaves lined up looked at this side in surprise.

"Didn't I say that clearly enough?!" Feeling the concentrated gaze, the boy's cheeks burned.

"I wouldn't think I bought her for that particular quirky hobby!"

"Ah~Zun... Dear Excellency, how am I.. How could you not have understood? You... You want this slave, right? ~”

"Wait! ——”

An abrupt shout that resounded throughout the audience once again attracted everyone's attention.