The civilian workers recruited by the Badaling Distillery all have a monthly salary for hardware, which shows the low status of slaves on this continent.

Jiajing knew that if nothing else, these slaves would have to be branded as slaves of shame in the future, and they would be drained of all their energy by the farm slave owners until they died miserably.

It took almost an hour to auction these fifty slaves, so that the auction of more than 2,000 slaves could not be completed in just one day.

However, the auctioneer's experience had long expected this situation, a group of 50 slaves was just an appetizer before the feast, and then after they auctioned another group of 50 slaves, the scale immediately upgraded to a group of 100 slaves.

I saw those slaves looking pitifully at the crowd in the audience with expectant and sad eyes, hoping to be rescued by others.

Jiajing's heart was bleeding, but he could only turn a blind eye at best.

Pretending to be indifferent and glancing at the slaves below whose fate was bumpy, if he became the master of a country, he would not let this kind of tragedy breed freely under his nose.

But he is only a small viscount, and for the king of this country, pinching him to death is probably as simple as pinching a grasshopper to death.

What's more, Jiajing is now bent on rescuing Yan Mei and the other thirteen girls, and before that, he can't make any extraneous branches.

also raised a flame of rebellion against fate in the bottom of my heart.

A day passed quickly, and among the nearly 2,000 slaves auctioned, Yan Mei and Bolongsen did not appear.

During this time, only the Esabion Gladiatorial Colosseum held a slave auction in the imperial capital, and there was no need for the old mage of the slave catching team to deceive Jiajing, Yan Mei was likely to be in the slave auction in the next three days.

Now Jiajing is worried that many people in the slave hunting team have escaped, and I wonder if they will spread the news that they want to save Yan Mei to the ears of the members of the slave hunting team who transported Yan Mei to the imperial capital.

If this is the case, no matter how arrogant the Invenia family is, they will not dare to sell the wife of a super Warcraft warrior to the Essebien Gladiatorial Arena for public auction.

According to Negan Pei's analysis, the distance between the Indianian family and the imperial capital is very long, if the members of the slave capture team that transported Yan Mei came directly to the imperial capital in a hurry, even if the defeated slave capture team soldiers could send the information back to the family, they would not be able to contact the team members who transported Yan Mei in time.

Although there are teleportation scrolls that can directly transmit messages, this is a sky-high item, and only the space mage can make it, even the military can't popularize it, let alone an ordinary member of a slave trapping team.

The next day's auction was for young men and women with relatively outstanding appearances, and there were relatively more nobles who came, including many noble ladies.

The best of the fourth day was not something that ordinary nobles could buy, so most of the nobles set their sights on the auction on the second day.

Although they are ordinary handsome men and women, they can appear at the auction on the second day of the Colosseum in Ethiopian are extremely handsome men and women, and they may not be sold at ordinary auctions.

Jiajing changed his position, took the guards dressed as thirty dead soldiers, and sat down in the audience seat to the east.

To his left were two nobles leaning together, discussing something with great interest.

From time to time, there were bursts of obscene laughter, and the topic was naturally inseparable from women or something.

On the right side of Jiajing, there is a noble lady who looks only in her twenties, dressed maturely and charmingly, and a faint fragrance of her daughter floats to Jiajing with the wind.

The auction went ahead as scheduled.

Sure enough, those who were able to appear at the auction on the second day of the Colosseum in Ethiopia were some very handsome young men and women.

Jiajing originally thought that the two nobles on the left would discuss what beautiful women, but when the slaves came on the scene, the two nobles actually pointed to a young man who was only fourteen or fifteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, and commented: "Well, that little guy looks pretty good, there is a shortage of a scholar in my house, see him is good, buy him later." ”

In addition, the nobleman also smiled and said: "Brother Antesey's vision is really good, that boy looks much better than the one in my house, hehe! It seems that the eldest brother will have to do the younger brother a favor and choose one for the younger brother." ”

Antesey felt a burst of relief in his heart, and said with a smile: "Of course!"

They spoke in a loud voice, but the aristocratic lady on Jiajing's right laughed disdainfully: "Scholar?

Many nobles do have the habit of raising **, but this is an unsightly thing after all, and when the two nobles heard this, their faces suddenly changed slightly.

They were all viscounts, and if ordinary people said so, they would have ordered their men to drag each other over and beat them to death.

But they recognized the beautiful women who spoke, although her husband was a small baron, but she was from a middle family, and the eldest brother served as the captain of the city guard in the imperial capital, which was considered a small power, and the two nobles did not dare to be too arrogant.

That Antesey smiled coldly: "It turned out to be Mrs. Turner, I wonder if I came to Essebien this time to find a personal guard for your good husband?"

The filthy nobleman with the pointed monkey cheeks next to him also smiled lewdly and said, "That's it, your husband doesn't know how many personal guards he has found, but he is very safe!"

Many nobles knew that Turner, the viscount, had problems with sexual performance, and Mrs. Turner's needs were not met, so they found a lot of faces for themselves in the name of choosing personal guards for their husbands, but Turnan was afraid of her family's power and did not dare to speak out.

Antessie, who would be sarcastic by her, couldn't help but bring this matter out.

Mrs. Turner and Antessie had always been at odds, and her face turned blue with anger, and she snorted heavily, and did not speak again.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Antesey didn't dare to provoke another war, after all, her eldest brother is not a vegetarian, and if he really provokes the other party, it is not a good thing to give him a blow or two in secret.

Jiajing sat calmly among them, staring intently at the slaves auctioned on the stage, as if these nobles were transparent when Antessie was transparent.

It was the same people who were in charge of guarding the auction yesterday. Jiajing had already carefully observed, and found many warriors with powerful energy fluctuations in the crowd, as well as a few magicians who were not in the stream, but he did not find energy fluctuations as strong as the Golden Knight.

Jiajing couldn't help but think: Could it be that the three golden knights didn't appear here?

The auction of handsome slaves was obviously not as lively as yesterday's auction of labor slaves, but the auction price of these two hundred or so slaves was much higher than that of yesterday's more than 1,900 slaves, especially those beautiful women and young slaves who were not very old, most of them fluctuated in four or five hundred gold.

Still didn't find Yan Mei's figure, Jiajing rubbed his eyes in disappointment, and secretly thought: I can only see if Yan Mei will appear on the last day, if Yan Mei is really not here, then I can only kill the Indian family!

On the third day, the auction was a skill slave, as well as powerful warriors and magicians of all races, and the value was naturally above those handsome men and women who could only be played by nobles, and the three golden knights that Jiajing had been afraid of finally appeared around the auction hall on this day.

Of course, the golden knight is not taken by Jiajing, no matter how strong the other party is, no matter how powerful the war beast is, it will not be much more powerful than his Zhumu Silver Dragon Python and Red-eyed Griffin, but they are the existence that can cause a deadly threat to Yan Mei, even under normal circumstances, Jiajing is not sure that Yan Mei's personal safety can be guaranteed under the siege of the three golden knights, not to mention that there are still so many crossbowmen and silver warriors and gladiatorial warriors watching from the side.

The three golden knights were about two meters tall and sturdy, although their spiritual power was deliberately hidden by them, Jiajing could still feel the dignified and thick energy fluctuations, and they were wearing golden armor and helmets that only showed their eyes.

Although they did not deliberately use spiritual power, the brilliant sunlight shone on their yellow-orange armor, reflecting a dazzling golden light, as if powerful spiritual power was spurting out, very powerful.

Their weapons were different, they were giant swords, spears, and heavy axes, and the three of them sat in the auction hall, facing the three directions of the audience, like a golden armor statue guarding there, with a sharp gaze in their eyes, constantly paying attention to the movements around the venue.

Although outsiders can't see their faces hidden inside the helmet, their powerful energy fluctuations are always alerting everyone, they are true golden knights!