The Mercy Day celebration is the most important festival in Maca City.

The ancestor of Baron Sorant, a very great man. He was the sharpest sword in the king's hand and seized this fertile land by force. As a reward, the king granted him a fief and promoted him to duke. Generations passed, and by the time Sorant himself inherited the title, there was only one Maca City left in the vast fiefdom, and the title changed from a duke to a baron. If this situation continues, his generation will not have any merits worthy of reward, and Sorant's descendants will only inherit as viscounts, and the fief will most likely shrink significantly. After all, the king was always happy to reduce the power of the nobility.

There has never been a day of mercy in the history of the Kingdom. This whole set of celebrations was completely made by Baron Sorant's grandfather. He listened to the persuasion of a bard and decided that it was necessary to win over the hearts of the people from the broadest possible perspective. On this day, food was distributed free of charge, and all kinds of pleasures were given to the slaves that they could not normally enjoy. Wine and women, for example, are almost open sexual satisfaction. This was no different from scattering one's own fortune, but Baron Sorant's grandfather did gain popular support and took advantage of the opportunity to get more generous taxes from the pockets of merchants. After all, celebrations often mean greater trade, especially when such festivals become a regular habit for the people, and more caravans will pour into the city of Maca, which will become lively and important.

The time of the night always passes quickly. In the blink of an eye, the exciting day of mercy has arrived. With the first light on the horizon, the atmosphere in Maca City has become faintly restless. There was a noticeable increase in the number of people and vehicles passing through the streets, and people were all smiling on their faces. As is customary, the baron would open the gladiatorial arena and various entertainment venues for free today, and there were far more prostitutes and goods from outside the country than usual. On the premise of sufficient food, wine and women will always be the topics that cannot be bypassed in the celebration. Of course, the beautiful and high-end goods belonged to the rich and nobles, and the commoners and slaves could only enjoy the ordinary goods. But in any case, all the enjoyment of the commoners and slaves today was reduced by fifty per cent, and the difference was paid by the beloved Baron Sorant.

The huge circular Colosseum was packed, with thousands of spectators coming and going in the stands to exchange views on topics of mutual interest. Clerks can often be seen in the crowd, recording and collecting money from the bets placed by spectators on various gladiators. Leather purses were quickly filled and sent backstage in full armor to the Colosseum, where spectators were given only a small piece of paper stamped, which largely determined whether they were in pain or pleasure, even ecstasy or despair after the game.

Under normal circumstances, it would take at least more than two hours to start playing. "Time" is actually worthless in the eyes of the residents of Maca City. If you come late, there will be no more empty seats in the audience. In order to see the bloodiest and most exciting real fights in the world, many people climbed the stands in the middle of the night and began to occupy seats.

No one thinks it's immoral. Anyway, all the activities on Mercy Day are free. Baron Sorant was indeed a worthy man, but fortunately this vile, shameless, filthy, hard-hearted vampire still had a little bit of a conscience, and knew how to use some of it to appease the people when his wallet was too bulging. Otherwise, Lao Tzu would have left this damned city long ago and gone elsewhere to earn a living.

The atmosphere in the slave camp was equally lively.

Su Hao stood at the door of the cell, with a faint smile on his face, silently staring at the guards in the corridor in the distance who were walking towards him.

It has been a long time since he entered the prison camp. Su Hao showed great strength and fighting skills that shocked everyone. Slave camps, especially gladiator camps, were more or less concentration camps for the desperate and insane. They love to kill more than anyone else, and they like to wash their bodies in the blood of their opponents. Of course, those who qualify to become gladiators, in addition to the best fighters, also the craziest gamblers. Compared to the rest of the camp, the gladiators had a little hope of regaining their freedom. After all, the master only needs to make money from the slave. When they are too old and weak to fight their opponents in the ring, they can usually get a position in the camp as a handyman, steward, or martial arts instructor. If you're lucky, you might even become a free civilian.

Su Hao completely changed the fixed thinking of everyone in the gladiator camp.

"You poor idiots. Do you really think you have a chance to get out of the cage where you are imprisoned? No kidding, regaining your freedom is just lip service, and you'll never get it. Because you are a pig, a pig who believes the lies of the noble lord! ”

"What? You say you're a gladiator, superior to an ordinary slave? It's the saddest joke I've ever heard in my life. Slaves are always slaves, and even if you're a super champion in the arena with a hundred wins in a row, you're still just a dog sold in the slave market. As long as the master gives a command, you must die unconditionally. Do you think this kind of thing can't be? So please tell me how much you're worth? Fifty golden shells? A hundred golden shells? Or is it more? All in all, as long as someone offers a sufficient price, you are a toy that someone else is fiddling with wantonly. They can twist your head off, cut your intestines into chunks for soup, or make braised pork from your body limbs. ”

"As for things like saving money for oneself, it's even more ridiculous. I'm willing to bet with my head that no one in the gladiator camp, nay, this slave camp, or the entire city of Maca, or even the entire continent, has ever been able to regain their freedom in this way. True, each gladiator had his own fixed value. For example, your entry price is 20 gold shells, which means that you get the price of freedom. The only source of money you can get is to play non-stop, and only by playing in gladiatorial battles can you have a chance to earn a bounty. But have you ever thought about it, if you win on the field, your value will rise. It may even soar from twenty golden shells all the way to two hundred, two thousand. You'll never get that much money, let alone a ransom. On the other hand, if you lose in the arena, not only will you not get a bounty, but you may not even be able to save your life. ”

These truths are not profound. To put it bluntly, it is just the transformation of the relationship between the equal value and the blank misunderstanding caused by inertial thinking. Economics permeates all civilized societies, and the continent of Rabangka is no exception. In fact, the development process of the entire world is not much different from that of the earth, but it takes a longer time, tens of thousands of years. The continent of Rabangka is not without wise men, nor is it without people who can see the inside story of value. But they are all in the ruling class, and naturally they will not make idiotic moves that destroy their foundations and depreciate themselves. On the contrary, slaves and commoners belonged to the least educated class. Most of them could not even comprehend the addition and subtraction of decimal places, let alone the oppression and deception of the upper slave owners.

The position of head in a gladiator camp was usually obtained by gladiators competing with each other. Su Hao killed several people with the most ferocious and violent means, and crippled the strongest and fiercest guys alive. A few ill-intentioned guys tried to ambush them in the toilet, only to be found to be bodies floating in a dung pit. There was also a guy who was disgruntled with Su Hao who bought poison from outside, but Su Hao directly twisted off his arm, stuffed his fist into his mouth and choked to death...... The last challenger is a tall and burly man who is said to have won five consecutive matches in the Underground Arena. He was unloaded his shoulders and elbows on the spot by Su Hao with anti-joint techniques. Since then, the giant man has become Su Hao's follower, standing obediently behind him.

The shock caused by Su Hao and Kang Yongzhi when they first entered the slave camp gradually subsided with the passage of time. Slaves and gladiators returned to their normal lives, working as coolies and training in combat as before. However, among the slaves, a mysterious rumor gradually spreads.

It was a set of drawings made of charcoal on rough paper. The content is to the effect that the whole process of a slave from the loss of freedom to the death. The picture is very rough, and the style of painting is very similar to ancient rock paintings, although it is difficult to see the specific faces of the characters, but the identities of the characters can be known from the surrounding scenery and interrelationships. Although they were not equipped with words, the slaves were able to understand the meaning unmistakably.

When they first saw this set of "villain books" bound with needle and thread, the slaves were only curious. Life in the slave camps was very boring, and the most interesting topic for slaves and gladiators was, besides gambling, women. Suddenly, there is more than this set of albums, I always feel novel, flip through a few times, the content is also closely related to myself, but it caused almost everyone to think deeply at the first time.

"It turns out that I have been helping those nobles make money. What an idiot I am, they have turned me into a slave by the most despicable means, and yet I have to be grateful to them and call them the most merciful masters. ”

"It's not fair. All in all, I have been helping my master make profits for more than ten years, why has he been refusing to release me? ”

"That's right! This is true. According to this algorithm, I will not be able to regain my freedom even if I die of old age. Those aristocrats will squeeze us alive, even knock us out of the marrow. That's what they've done before, and nothing will change in the future. I'm the stupidest fool in the world. We have to do something about it, and we can't stop sitting on our backs. ”

For knowledge, nobles and slaves understood it in completely different ways. It's like commoners like two-person turns, and high society likes opera. No matter how well the flowery soprano sings, it is still confused in the eyes of civilians. They only know how to express it in a straightforward and simple way. Communicating with the illiterate in the simplest of drawings has long been proven to have a special effect during a war time in the Earth Realm. It's the same on the continent of Rabangca. Su Hao just used the wisdom of his predecessors and used it for his own use.

Knight Bart is a very practical person. For this man who has the title of knight and is also the confidant of Baron Sorant, Meng Qi attaches the greatest importance to it.

Monchi bought the house next door to Barth. On the day of check-in, Meng Qi visited the knight's family as a neighbor with a generous gift. The total value of those gifts was as high as ten golden shells, and the Bart family quickly developed a crush on this friendly and wealthy new neighbor. It didn't take long for Barthes and Menchi to begin to call each other brothers, Barthes's wife gave Menchi even more smiling faces than her husband, and Barthes's daughters and sons favored Menchi more favorably.

As the days passed, many things were imperceptible without noticing.

When several jewelry shops in the city came to the door to ask for payment, the knight Bart realized that something was wrong. His wife, who had always been a thrifty housekeeper, went out shopping frequently and bought a large number of ornaments inlaid with gold and silver. Necklaces and earrings, though made of precious metals, are worth far less than they would be sold in a shop window. Of course, women don't wear gold nuggets directly, and elaborate hairpins, earrings, and necklaces are their favorites.

The total amount of Barth's wife's signing is as high as 50,000 gold shells. That's about the sum of six years of Knight Barth's salary. Of course, as a close confidant of the baron, there are more sources of income. But no matter what, Barth's total annual income will definitely not be higher than this figure.

And that's not all.

Barthes's fifteen-year-old son began to go in and out of the brothel. Young people have apparently never been exposed to this world, which is made up entirely of money and women. He quickly became addicted and fell into it. Although Barthes dotes on his son, his monthly pocket money is not enough to cover his expenses. When the smiling brothel owner handed the bill to him, Barter almost jumped out of his chair. It was clearly written: "Seventy thousand and one hundred and forty-two golden shells owed." ”

Not to mention playing women, this money is enough to buy the most popular top card at home and ravage it all day long. Barthes instinctively thought it was blackmail, but the brothel owner produced another detailed list. It lists the amount of time Barthes spent there each day, the price of the woman he accompanies him, and the various items he has consumed.

While Barth was arguing with the brothel owner, another group of uninvited guests broke into the house. Barth knew these people, and they were the fighters in the underground boxing arena in Maca City. In the past, when he accompanied Baron Sorant, Barth was quite familiar with several of them, and he had a good relationship. It's just that when the other party took out the bill and asked the knight Bart to settle it immediately, Bart only felt that his eyes were full of black halos, and a large mouthful of blood rose from the bottom of his heart and spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably.

163,000 golden shells, this is the bill that Barth's daughter owes in the underground boxing ring. This thirteen-year-old girl has a keen interest in violent fights to the death. She continued to bet on the fighter she fancied, but she didn't expect to lose continuously. The knight's daughter is born with a tenacious fighting spirit that is not afraid of difficulties. She gritted her teeth and wanted to win back the chips she had lost, so she kept signing at the casino in her father's name. In the name of Baron Sorant's confidant, the casino owner did trust the little girl. It's just that the accumulated gambling debts of more than 100,000 Jinbei are too much, and out of "respect" for the knight, the underground boxing arena still hopes that Bart can settle the arrears for his daughter, and then continue to gamble.

Barthes stared at the shocking bills back and forth with his reddened eyes.

What is the concept of nearly 300,000 Jinbei?

Taking the consumption level of Maca City as an example, one silver shell is enough for a family of three to maintain daily consumption for nearly ten days. In the slave market, an emaciated native caught from the Central Mountains could be sold for five golden shells.

Looking at the bill in his hand, Barth only felt trembling all over his body.

"It's not true, it's not true!"

He drew his sword like madness and pointed the tip of his sword at all the creditors standing in front of him. This kind of trapping the beast did not produce the desired effect at all, but caused the creditors to sneer with disdain one after another.

The chubby jewelry store owner has been holding a big belly, and his body looks like a mutated big winter melon: "Respected knight, it is a matter of course to repay debts. If you can't come up with the money, I can only apply to the lord of the castle for a ruling and force the payment. If you become insolvent, I can only get your wife back and become a slave. Rest assured! I'm going to treat her well, and once a night will never happen, at least ten or twenty times a night. Feed! Don't look at me with that kind of cannibalistic eye, even if Lao Tzu can't do it, there are many manservants and guards under him. Your wife is well maintained, and those poor boys will have a great time. Maybe your wife will even fall in love with this life. ”

The brothel owner was a lewd and skinny fellow, and his voice was like that of an owl that had not eaten a mouse for several days: "Barth, your son is with me now. Fifteen or sixteen-year-olds are indeed handsome. Gee! You don't know how to do it, but he's very popular with my girls. He was very strong, and the girls who accompanied him shouted that they couldn't stand it. I've never been in good health, and some time ago I got a secret recipe. It is said that soaking wine with the genitals of young people can revive the virility. Hehe! I'd rather believe in this kind of thing than believe in it. Either way, you have to try. For the sake of our friends, I'll give you three days. If you still can't come up with the money, don't blame me for being too quick and ruthless. Truth be told, this little thing is not enough to cover the arrears. However, Barthes, your son is still young, and a minor operation to change him from a man to a woman, and then come out to pick up customers, is more or less a way to make money. As you know, customers are very picky these days, and only this novelty can arouse their interest. "I'd rather believe in something than believe in it. Either way, you have to try. For the sake of our friends, I'll give you three days. If you still can't come up with the money, don't blame me for being too quick and ruthless. Truth be told, this little thing is not enough to cover the arrears. However, Barthes, your son is still young, and a minor operation to change him from a man to a woman, and then come out to pick up customers, is more or less a way to make money. As you know, customers are very picky these days, and only this novelty can arouse their interest. ”