#22. Slave exchange

Heine was in a very good mood when she entered the door, because she secretly put all the money on Ballard, and she made a lot of money by the opportunity of the group of people to be confused by Zero's momentum.

But when she saw the posture of Lena and Ballard, and heard Lena's words at the same time, she couldn't suppress the shock in her heart at that time.

No, it's totally terrifying.

So she didn't think about it, threw down the money bag in her hand, and turned around to go out to call the guards.

Then she felt a murderous aura coming from the direction behind her.

Along with the murderous aura, there was also a sense of crisis that stimulated her senses and made her hairs stand on end.

Boom.

Red hair fell, and a small bullet hole suddenly appeared in the door panel in front of him.

Turning her head stiffly, she saw Lena's expressionless zombie face and the projectile pose she had posed.

"Hey, do you take this kind of thing seriously?"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Yes? ”

Suddenly reacting to what Lena was asking, Heine immediately nodded solemnly.

"I almost believed it!"

With a slap on the head, Ballard, who was sitting on the side, was devastated.

"Don't worry...... Even if I had been single all my life, I would not have been able to find a woman until I died, and I would not have been interested in this kind of deceitful spirit who only cared about herself and did not consider other people's thoughts at allβ€”she could be ...... my age."

"The ...... of darkness in which you dwell in darkness"

"Enough for you!"

Interrupting Lena's chanting with a smothered stick, Ballard got up to leave the two men's room.

Regardless of Lena's real age or not, she can perfectly play the name of "old witch", at least she is still a half-baked Lori on the surface.

Since she is a girl, he will still give the basic respect that girls should have.

Of course, this did not rule out that he wanted to avoid this troublemaker quickly, and after a brief explanation of the precautions, he left the tavern to collect the information he might need again.

As well as buying some things that are necessary when going to sea.

It was already dinner time when Ballard returned from shopping, and with the previous duel, he was able to settle down peacefully at dinner.

No one wants to easily provoke a person who can easily subdue the elite cultivated by "Qihui".

Similarly, it may also be this factor, no one has come to trouble the three of them this night.

The next morning, Ballard woke up early, packed his belongings, and knocked at the door of Lena and Heine's room.

As soon as he knocked on the door and found that the door was unlocked, he rushed in directly with the idea of whether something had happened to the two of them.

He didn't see any beautiful pictures of the two young girls taking a bath, nor did he encounter a beautiful scene of only nightdresses, the only thing he saw was the scene of Lena sitting on the edge of his bed, staring at Heine who was still asleep.

The look of gritting her teeth made Ballard not hesitate to believe that the staff in her hand would smash into Heine's head at any moment.

"To smash, or not to smash, this is a question worth thinking about."

Looking at the majestic sleeping figure, and facing the thunderous shouts of the drums, Ballard snatched the staff from Lena's hand and carried her to the washing place.

"My dear Comrade Ballard, the burden of killing her is now on my ......"

"Wash your face!"

Wake Heine up, and when the two of them have finished cleaning up, the three of them go downstairs to the lobby together.

Captain Fisher was already here on standby when he arrived.

The outfit hasn't changed much, and it still looks so sloppy. However, in terms of appearance, he still made some tidying up.

His messy hair was combed up by him at this time, and the beard on his face was repaired to a certain extent.

Aside from the heavy dark circles under his eyes and the effects of long-term drinking, Captain Fisher was much more pleasing to the eye at this time than when they first met.

Captain Fisher saluted politely when he met Ballard.

Just as he was about to say thank you and ask about the next arrangement, Ballard spoke first, motioning for him to be at ease.

After briefly explaining the situation to him, the young man who wanted to exchange slaves arrived at the tavern early.

It's still so elegant and calm like yesterday, but after seeing Lina, there is a little more eagerness in that calmness.

"I thought I would wait here for Mr. for a while, but I didn't expect Mr. to wake up so early."

"I won't say much politely."

Nodding, Ballard went straight to the point.

"I've already found a captain, so I don't need the captain you provide, and the rest ......"

Rudely pushed Lena in front of the young man, and without him saying more, the young man placed the box in his hand with the nautical chart compass and other things on the dining table smoothly.

"This is all the tools that Mr. will use when he goes to sea, and the chart is also the latest version, of course, there are some small gifts for Mr. out of his own will."

"Name?" Ballard interrupted him impatiently.

"Pioneer, the biggest ship in Port Three is her."

Standing up and nodding to Fisher and Heine, Ballard picked up his luggage and left the tavern.

Fisher picked up the box and followed with the excitement in his heart, while Heine made a reluctant look and said a final goodbye to Lena, her "companion".

"I wish you all the best sir."

When the three were gone, the young man ordered the slaves to put a steel collar on his mark on the newcomer.

Lena rarely uses words to deceive people, one is not good at it, and the other is that lies are meaningless to her than a map cannon.

Therefore, the theory that she said to Heine that "witches will do whatever it takes to achieve their ends" is also true.

Naturally, this truth does not mean that Lena will actually become a slave, what she wants to express is that now she can suppress her anger and let others put a collar of shame on her, all so that the three of them can sail away safely.

As the young man's public execution dragged onto the street, and Ballard's hand signal with gunshots, Lena knew the scene was finally over.

Led into a somewhat remote alley, the slaves consciously used their bodies to form a human wall that could block their vision.

It was also at this time that the previous elegance and grace were gone, and there was only greed and extremely inflated possessiveness for Lena.

"I say, are you so anxious? Or do you like this kind of exposed play in the wild? ”

"Presumptuous! Even a sow would dare to speak to your master like that! ”

As he spoke, the young man reached out and twitched Lina's cheek.

Just as her palm was about to slap the side of Lena's face, Lena grabbed his wrist.

Raising his head, he pointed to the wanted notice attached to the top of his head.

"Actually, you should be proud that you were the first person to put a shackle around the neck of the 'Most Demon Girl'."

As soon as the words fell, a heavy fist slammed into the young man's abdomen.

The strong punch knocked the young man to the waist, and the clothes on his back suddenly made a sound of tearing cloth.

The sudden situation stunned the slaves who blocked their vision, but what shocked them even more was Lina's next move.