In the cell, Barrett sat on the ground with his back to the wall and threw the ball of meat in his hand against the opposite wall.

The meat ball was dark red in color, the size of an apple, and the texture was quite elastic, and after hitting the wall, it bounced back with a 'bang', and was caught by the brute in mid-air.

"Why didn't you move to the gladiator camp after the last brawl? The soul merchant's voice came from the other side of the wall, "The gladiators who have been killed in the three brawls are no longer prisoners. And you are relatively free to move around the camp, although you are also in a state of confinement, you can move around as you please. And I've heard that the food there is pretty good. I mean, at least stronger than here. ”

"Wouldn't it be lonely for you to be here alone if I were to leave?" Barrett threw the ball of meat against the wall again, "Anyway, the devils agreed to my request and allowed me to stay here instead of moving to that so-called gladiator camp." He caught the bouncing ball again, "By the way, how long are you going to be locked up here?"

"I think it's about forty or fifty meals. The Soul Merchant said uncertainly, "Why, something? I knew there must be something wrong with you asking!" he let out a hoarse laugh.

Barrett didn't directly state the purpose, "After you go out, are you going to go back to the main material world?" he asked again.

"Of course, where else could I go? Haven't you had enough of this hellish place?" replied the soul merchant with a rhetorical question. Then he sighed sadly, "The debt I owe this time is really a bit big, and I don't know how long it will take to pay it off." Alas, I wish there were more poor and helpless people in this world, and in that case, how beautiful our lives would be......"

"Hey, you're going too far, didn't you say you're helping them?" Barrett knocked on the wall behind him, dissatisfied.

Because of this action, the bouncing ball of meat was not caught, but flew directly to Barrett's head. He turned his head sideways to dodge the "sneak attack" of the meat ball, and traced the meat ball with his eyes after hitting the wall next to his ear, and then rolled to the ground with a grunt.

The thing stumbled like a ball several times before finally coming to a stop near its feet.

Barrett stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers at the meat ball, and the round meat ball suddenly stretched out four tentacles and ran and jumped back to him happily. The meat ball used its tentacles to climb up his thighs and climb all the way up to his shoulders. After rubbing the brute's face affectionately, the ball of meat slipped down his arm and landed in the palm of his left hand.

Wiping the dust off his face with the back of his hand, Barrett tossed the ball twice and threw it at the opposite wall again.

"Yes, believe it or not, I am helping those who are in need. But the premise is that someone needs my help, so that there will be a business. "I'm a businessman first and foremost, and helping others is only one part of the business. ”

Barrett didn't want to discuss the human side with the other party, because it was difficult to tell the right from the wrong in this kind of thing, "Can you do me a favor when you return to the main material world?" he threw the meat ball into the air and caught it casually.

"Of course!" the soul merchant raised his voice, "is it to anyone? is it your wife, or is it your child? By the way, didn't you tell me that you were not married?

"Fart, I'm not going to die here!" Barrett said angrily, "not a will, but a message." ”

"Wills, messages, it seems to me that they are all the same. Tell me, for whom?lord or king?" The Soul Merchant's tone was teasing, "Don't tell me that your true identity is actually the prince of a certain country, then I will have to call you 'Your Highness' from now on." Your Highness Barrett, what do you command?"

Barrett ignored the other man's teasing, "If you have time when you go back, go to the Magic Guild for me, I mean the one above the head of the city-state of Muya." Then help me find a mage in the guild named 'Krees Bryan' and tell him I'm in a bit of trouble here. ”

"A little trouble? Heh, you're so humble. The Soul Merchant smiled.

"How else? How else can I say it? Cry that I've been abused here? Tell me how I fought so hard in the arena? Complain that I can only eat some food every day that is not even as good as pig food? And finally shout 'Come and help me'?"

"I don't think there's anything wrong with saying that. Anyway, I'm going to paraphrase it, so you don't have to be embarrassed. ”

"No, don't say that. Barrett shook his head, "Just tell him I'm in a little trouble, and he'll know what to do." That guy is a genius among mages. ”

"Is he your friend, too, and can he get you out?"

"I guess so, I'm not sure. The barbarian looked at the meat ball in his hand, "But it's always a ...... of hope."

"Well, I've already written down the name of that mage, and I'll definitely look for him as soon as I get out. The Soul Merchant agreed, "But, didn't you think of letting me get you out? I'm your friend, too." ”

"You?," Barrett pouted, "you can't even care about yourself." ”

The soul merchant was silent for a long time, then said slowly, "I really have the ability to save you out, and the ransom for a gladiator like you is still within the range I can afford." ”

"You just said that you owe a lot of debt, how can you pay my ransom again?"

"A thousand gold coins are no different than a thousand and one gold coins, and your ransom is to me the extra gold coin. But I can't. ”

"Why?" Barrett asked curiously, although he didn't intend to let the other party save him.

"There are rules inherent to any industry, and the first rule of the Soul Merchant is to never save anyone from hell but ourselves. The other party said solemnly, "Because such assistance is meaningless." Every time you save someone, you get more people involved. Only the devil can tell which is more important than the soul, and the soul of a king is no more valuable to us than that of a beggar. ”

"The main thing is that once there is a first time for anything, there must be a second time, and more. The Soul Merchant continued, "To save one soul is to bring two souls in his place, and to save two souls to get out, it takes four souls to come in. Slowly, your means of obtaining souls will intensify, and in the end, you will become indistinguishable from those demonic minions. This is not an exaggeration, not only a soul merchant has to sell everything he has to the devil because of the initial kindness in his heart, or reluctance. ”

"Why are you talking to me about this?" Barrett didn't know.

"I'm afraid you'll be resentful of it. The Soul Merchant explained, "Resentment slowly breeds hatred, and hatred is the most depraved emotion. So, I need to explain it to you in advance, so that one day you don't suddenly remember this and then feel resentful, and use it as a fuse, which will eventually lead to depravity. ”

"Don't worry, I never resent anyone. Barrett said lightly, "I may kill people, but I don't resent them." ”

As soon as the words fell, the door of the cubicle was opened again, and a middle-aged man with a cyan face was pushed in by several barbed demons.

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