The empathetic Miss Elizabeth tries to block out a Lori lady with cheese that she shouldn't hear, but she still up her ears uncontrollably, hoping to learn a valuable game experience, after all, Augustine and the knight's vase in the carriage are about to engage in a "war of blood and sweat" that has not been interrupted since the birth of men and women.

But Elizabeth, who was not very patient, waited hard for a long time with her delicate little ears, and there was still no expected gasping and moaning in the carriage, and she let go of the reins and let 4 fine fennel and Peste horses gallop through the crowded streets, she was not worried that the carriage would crash into the shops on both sides of the street, and she did not forget that she was a great shaman with a variety of minor programs, and a creature with a certain IQ [psychic] It was easy, so Augustine could often see her muttering to the little white python, which was indeed communication rather than Elizabeth's own talk.

She lifted the curtain and saw the female heretic in a messy robe lying limp in the corner of the carriage, and as for the slightly haggard-faced ally who was counting the money, the bundle of Caesar gold coins happened to be the loan shark that Elizabeth had lent him, and he was turning the 100,000 Caesar coupons into ten, presumably for fear of revealing too much wealth and provoking unnecessary flies when the slave trade came.

"It's almost time to get to the Lolita slave market, why don't you hurry?" Elizabeth smirked.

"Lend me the whip. Augustine, who had sorted out the ten stacks of Caesar coupons, said casually, "In order to save this knight who doesn't know how to be grateful, I wasted a quarter of the bottle of the hero-level poppy hot spring, that is, 30,000 Caesar gold coins, and I have to recover a little interest first." ”

"Can I participate?" little Lori's bewitching eyes shone with a strange brilliance, and she seemed to have begun to fantasize about the beautiful image of two women "fighting" with a man, and she did not mind teaching Augustine how to send a female knight to the pinnacle of happiness with a leather whip.

"When I see a place where cloaks are sold, stop and buy one for her, and then I'm going to take her into Lolita, according to my size. Augustine did not hesitate to refuse Elizabeth's wild request, his body was now no longer able to withstand the toss, and for the time being it was not suitable to make excessive movements.

Elizabeth threw the whip to Augustine, withdrew from the carriage sullenly, and at last found a random clothing store to park, deliberately picked a vulgar cloak that she thought was the most tasteless, and jumped back into the carriage without turning her skin and slamming into the carriage where the whip continued to sound.

By the time the wagon reached the edge of the Lolita slave market, the whipping finally stopped.

Augustine was the first to get out of the carriage, Miss Elizabeth had drunk all the red wine and eaten all the food in one go, and there was no dross left for her allies who had also eaten black bread for a long time, it was hard to imagine how her little belly could fit into a whole table of cloth bags of delicious things, Hera Bolseforler in her cloak slowly got out of the carriage, and seemed to have some difficulty in moving, Elizabeth was keenly aware that her face had a strange flush in addition to the bitterly suppressed hatred and shame, and Elizabeth walked behind her, looking at the curve of her back, especially her round hips, which could not be concealed by her wide cloak, She slapped it with itchy teeth, full of elasticity, full of youthful breath, and felt quite good, it was really cheap Augustine, ignoring Ms. Hera's shock, she swaggered and took Augustine's hand and walked into Lolita, not forgetting to turn her head and give a thumbs up to the already pitiful female knight.

It's a pity that it was just a niche gesture of the highest contempt in the Muses, and in Hera's opinion, it was an equally eccentric "little child" next to an already eccentric young archon.

The world outside the Saxon forest is simply unbelievable.

Presumably, the great knight who regained his status as a great arcanist after 24 hours must have such a sad feeling in his heart, but after the fruitless assassination of the hot-headed in the carriage and the subsequent "interest" that followed him, I don't know if the female arcanist still has the confidence to continue to shoot after recovering the arcane strength, a woman may be ready to sacrifice her body for the faith, but when the greatest courage fades, the second time may not have such a persistent faith.

Lolita Market, as it is poetically called, is certainly the least poetic hell in Alpha City and indeed in the entire province of Marceau.

Here gathered the most humble and destitute people from all the countries and regions of the entire Eastern Epic Continent, they may be the Titan people abandoned by the god of war on the southern battlefield, or maybe only the war between the Holy Empire and the Titan Empire will be cruel and bloody to the point that even nobles and knights cannot obtain the slightest right of protection;

or the sturdy men who were abducted and deceived from the Principality of the White Rose or the Mauryan Empire, the "Land of Silk and Tea", who did not understand the official language of the empire at all, and whose eyes were always numb and empty;

Either from the middle of the continent, the former political giant, the current military dwarf Plantagenet Dynasty, are all blinded gold diggers, I thought that the east is full of wealth butter, Plantagenet is too big, so she has the most widespread nobles on the epic continent, so bloated and cumbersome that even the empire itself does not know how many families have given birth to how many hereditary nobles, so her aristocratic children are also the cheapest and shabby on the mainland, every year there are a large number of brightly dressed human traffickers shuttling back and forth between the Holy Empire and the Plantagenet Dynasty, under the guise of various banners, transporting the little nobles and little noblewomen of Plantagenet to the major slave markets of the empire。

Of course, there are naturally quite a few Saxon forests that belong to the ranks of worthless hybrids and heretics.

It includes almost all the races and aliens in the Epic Continent and the Muse Continent, except for the Ka Miao Empire in the far north, because the young empress who has been on the throne for less than 5 years arrogantly issued an ultimatum to the mainland, and the Ka Miao Empire will go to war with any country that sells the people of Ka Miao!

In fact, that's what she did. First, the Duchy of Megan, which provoked Kamiao, was trampled by Kamiao's iron horsemen, and then the entire rich Mavis plain, which was as beautiful as a thrush, became a no-man's land covered with war. When she cut off the heads of her father and a large number of royals, and led the continent's number one heretical "Black Emperor" into the Cathedral of the Arctic Bells, historians and theologians from all over the world clamored that the Kamiao Empire would be led to the cliff by this evil female devil, and then shattered to pieces. All the military strategists and generals on the road also waited for the Kamiao Empire to be dragged down by multi-front battles, and finally reduced to the fate of being divided by the continental powers, but the Kamiao Empire, which had never been able to expand because of its small population, still showed no signs of collapse, and instead of declining in the war, it became stronger and stronger.

In addition, the Ka Miao Empire was the first place to dare to ban the printing press, and the emperor who founded the largest number of schools in the barren but resilient country with the smallest population base among the 10 great powers of the Epic Continent, said a ridiculous sentence that made historians scoff: "The victory of all wars in the next 50 years of the empire is decided on the desk of the Ka Miao child today." ”

This is a proverb on the back of the Epic Continent Apostle Playing Card [Q] - [Ka Miao Emperor]: "If I am doomed to destruction, it is not enough to just pull an empire, I want the entire continent to give me a burial." ”

Therefore, even the Holy Empire, where His Majesty the Emperor was also honored as an apostle poker [human head card], no one dared to openly sell card slaves.

Without the participation of the Kamiao Empire, which was already scarce in slaves, Lolita was still cruel and "magnificent", slaves contributed a full half of the 400,000 permanent residents of Alpha City, and 200,000 goods of various prices were gathered in the west of Alpha City, and nearly 400 people were sent to the "Fanny Affairs Hall" to be beheaded or thrown directly outside the city for burning because of escape or illness, and three-quarters of the 200,000 slaves were stripped naked by their respective slave owners and "tandem" with ropes When you go to the square, the price is clearly marked, the cheapest may be a few dozen copper plates, a little more can be sold for a few silver coins, and the high-class slaves who cost more than 1 Caesar gold coin are "happy" to stay in a relatively safe place.

Soon, Hera Boreiful knew how safe and lucky she was as a slave like her who was worth 1.5 million Caesar gold coins.

Lolita's streets are always straight and wide, and the small slave markets on both sides of the street stand or squat densely packed with naked slaves, with despair, sadness, anger, fear, and no hope in their eyes.

As soon as Augustine and Elizabeth and the new "knights" entered Bobby Street, where at the end of the street was the famous "Fanny Office" and "Little Mary's Guillotine", he saw a noble young master who was escorted by a team of middle-ranking knights walk out of a luxurious carriage, and walked to a slave market, and the slave owner immediately bowed up to meet him, with a bright smile on his face, pointing, as if soliciting business, and then the young nobleman threw it to Lolita more than 200 "gods" One of the little slave owners had a big bag of Bourbon silver coins, and then in Hera's puzzled eyes, the slave trader smiled and commanded the bare-chested brutal men to pick out a row of eight or nine young slaves, and the aristocratic young man drew a fancy sword, and walked over to a slashing and stabbing slash, because those slaves were strung together with their hands and feet, so they couldn't escape after being stabbed to death one or two, and in this way, a one-sided torture was presented in the most real and cruel state in front of the Grand Knight of Hera.

A place of corpses and blood.

Harsh scarlet.

Hera-Bolsefleur finally understood why the cleaned street always smelled of blood, except for the sour stench of slaves.

"Let's go, this kind of thing happens every day in Lolita, and there are always aristocratic lords who are not short of money and are not afraid of blood, who like to use this hairstyle to relieve boredom. Augustine said calmly.

Hera looked sad and walked behind Augustine with her head bowed.

"There was once a countess of the imperial capital who asked the knights to hack to death more than 500 slaves in a single day, and then Lolita had to make a rule that after killing a slave, the price of the second place must be added to the value of the first slave, which prevented the Holy See from pursuing it painlessly. So now Lolita has a ranking, the countess spent a total of 90,000 Caesar gold coins, killed about 2,000 slaves in 10 years, and she can no longer afford to play this money-burning game after the decline of the family, so she can only rank 11th. Rich butchers like to kill expensive slaves, especially female slaves, and perhaps you've seen the methods of the top of the list, and you'll find that my whip is merciful like a savior. Augustine sneered.

"I loved it here. Elizabeth said with a look of intoxication.

She loves the taste of gore.

"Miss Elizabeth, since you have chosen to be an ally of a priest, you have to learn to give up some of the senseless blood, I can't save the world, maybe not even a small change, but I don't want the people around me to get caught up in it, that's my best effort. Augustine said softly, rubbing Lori's head.

Little Lori nodded slightly, raised a bright smile, and held Augustine's big hand affectionately.

She has not been a blood queen for a long time, and she has almost forgotten her original ambition to become the second shaman queen on the Muse Continent.

And she loves this damn depravity.

"Miss Hera, I would like to give me a reply when you have finished visiting Lolita, whether you are a slave or my servant knight and obsidian. Augustine slowed down slightly, "When you become the doll of a big man in the empire, you will understand that the survival of dignity is countless times more difficult than the life of giving up dignity, at least, I, a small person who has lost even the title of nobility, still give you respect above the bottom line." ”

Hera-Bolsefleur was silent.

The Fanny Office was a place dedicated to spending a lot of money on the nobles who came to Lolita for entertainment, and all the dirty things of humanity were taken for granted under the stimulus of money, such as the torture of down-and-out nobles, the lowering of knights to do anything, the death of a female slave being toyed to death by a group of excommunicated hypocrites, or the cannibalism of father and son, and the deceived victor forced to swallow his father's eyeballs...... The massacre on Bobby Street seemed too pediatric by comparison, so the experienced rich disdained to play such little tricks.

"It's a wonderful world, and we're already in heaven, as long as you're a nobleman. It's a world of horrors, and we've crawled hell, as long as you're not a nobleman. ”

Augustine never glanced at the woman behind him, and laughed at himself: "Is this poem interesting, he is one of the evidence of treason against my father, the Duke of Rotonchild." And I'm not a nobleman, but I still chose to snatch you over and fight against the entire nobles of Marceau County because I wanted to give you a chance to kill me for a childish reason?"

In front of the Fanny Office is the infamous "Little Mary's Guillotine", a large square, in the center is a perennial blood guillotine, but Augustine rarely has no activity when he crosses the square, but the double professional master behind him has empty eyes, like dense slaves are reaching out in the dark, trying to drag her into the still beautiful and pure, and the only thing she can rely on and hold on to is the young man who has always been moving forward steadily.

She had fought against the soldiers of the Imperial Jihad in the Saxon forests.

And he?

It was as if they were confronting the entire Holy See and the Empire.

She was adept at cutting off the heads of her enemies on horseback, but after all, she was only a young woman under the age of twenty-eight, and after the collapse of her faith, she had no idea where to go.

Hepha stretched out her hand, and as he said she only had a pair of calloused hands, and when she saw her own hands, she was like she had called his hands.

Hera Bolsefleur, the daughter of Andrei, the great heretic of the Empire, the former Saxon goddess of war, suddenly stopped, stood in the square not far from the guillotine of Little Mary, and plucked up her courage and said: "Augustine, I am willing to be your knight servant!

Augustine also stopped, still did not turn around, and sneered: "What about Miss Hera's soul?"

Hera said in a deep voice, "I will choose [Family Loyalty] as the main faith, as long as you can accept me to start as a mid-level knight again. ”

Augustine walked on, the corners of his mouth curled into a conspiratorial arc.