"Do you need to go see those slaves together?" Chen Ye changed the subject, he felt that if he continued to talk, he might talk about some embarrassing questions.

For example, do you have any intentions for Kalyi?

"Slave?" Ruolan asked, "was it purchased from the slave trader?"

There was a dangerous glint in her eyes, and the thought of slavery made her think of the misery, and she had reason to hate such a trade.

But looking at Chen Ye in front of her, her disgust couldn't help but fade.

"You won't be the same as those nobles, right?" she made her words appear calm, faintly without the slightest fluctuation, "just like for me?"

Chen Ye glanced at her, this young magician always disguised herself with an expressionless face, he smiled slightly and got up.

He naturally understood the meaning of this magician's words, and he would not be the same as those nobles, who regarded slaves as animals, coming and going as soon as they were called, and living and killing as they pleased.

He didn't think he would have these bloody perverted hobbies, but for her?

Chen Ye shook his head in his heart, there is no so-called Holy Mother in this world, even the pope of the human Holy See who sings praises is not shouting and killing those humble heretics.

"Dear Magician Miss Pompeii Ruolan, maybe you have seen the cruelty of this world and the beauty of the world, but do you know the relationship between the two?" Chen Ye walked out: "All beauty is just based on cruelty, and all cruelty is just to save the beauty in your eyes to be more beautiful. He shook his head and lifted the curtain of the carriage: "I can't be the savior who saves this world, and I can't be a saint who liberates slaves, all I can do is myself, not a tyrant, not a holy lord, not extreme, not lost, I just want to farm with all my heart." ”

Hmm, farming, no problem. Chen Ye smiled, he was indeed farming.

"Farming?" Ruolan looked confused.

Did the prince want to learn from the peasants? She suddenly noticed that there seemed to be something crazy about the world, that a prince was thinking of farming? She couldn't believe her ears, but when she looked she saw that the prince had already come out of the carriage.

This..... Is this crazy? She stared at those big beautiful eyes.

But maybe it was really like he said, why did this highness always have so many incredible words in his mouth? she didn't follow, the prince had his own thoughts, and she knew that she couldn't change anything.

Not to be a tyrant, not to be a holy lord, not to be extreme, not to be lost, what kind of existence is that? Ruolan was very confused.

......

......

Oguye hasn't had a happy month in the last month.

He looked at the human mercenaries with big swords around him, and this unhappiness would become depressed, and he felt a kind of sadness in his heart, unbelievable, and ...... There was even a hint of disappointment.

It was his wife, who was sold to the slave traders by his wife, yes, yes, he was sold to the slave traders by his own wife, who was his most trusted wife.

However, this is not the most unbelievable thing for him, and what makes him even more unbelievable is that he was not sold to some nobleman's family, nor was he not sold as a coolie, but was sold to the orc kingdom.

When did the Terrans become humble enough to go into slavery with the Orcs? When did they become so rampant that they dared to sell their fellow Terrans to the Orcs? Don't they know that I am a Terran like them?

It's been a month, and half a month ago they encountered a wave of Warcraft attacks, he thought about dying directly in the mouth of Warcraft, but God didn't even seem to hear his little request, he clearly saw the Warcraft's canine teeth, and the saliva dripped down his cheeks, and then the Warcraft suddenly retreated, and he who wanted to send himself into the mouth of the Warcraft, he could only watch the Warcraft leave him unwillingly, it was really an easy to satisfy Warcraft, and he cursed the Warcraft to be hungry for a lifetime.

Just now, an orc Fawkes appeared in front of him, oh my God, that is the nobleman's favorite slave, so arrogant?

"Slave, now you need to give a detailed description of your occupation, age, gender, physical health or not, and don't try to deceive in any way, otherwise you will only be sent to the lowest goblin cell. ”

Oh my God, doesn't this Fawkes know that it was the Terrans who drove them out of the center of the continent? Didn't he know that he was looking at a human?

"What's the matter? Haven't you adapted to your identity yet?" Fox in front of him was expressionless, and turned to look at the soldier beside him: "Soldier, please let this slave adapt to his new identity as soon as possible, I need to report the answer to His Royal Highness the Prince as soon as possible." ”

Ten minutes later, that Fawkes left, Oguye was in pain everywhere in his body, what a bunch of savage guys, do they only know how to solve things with their fists?

It hurts.

He covered his bruised eyes, but he was very honest and honest, he knew that maybe death could solve all the pain, but after dying once, after experiencing that fear, he never had the courage to try again.

"Later, His Royal Highness the great Prince of the Rhine will come to see you humble fellows, and I kindly remind you that if you are appreciated by His Highness, it will definitely be more comfortable than you in the human kingdom, just like the Miss Magician next to His Royal Highness, even the esteemed Lord Count Fawkes Storf has special respect for Miss Pompeii Jolan Magician. ”

Damn slave traders, damn traitors. Oguye cursed Slielang in front of the crowd, thinking that if he hadn't been for the slave trader in front of him, he would never have been betrayed by his wife, who he trusted so much.

No, what did the damn slave trader say?Miss Magician? God, I heard you right?Did Miss Magician be sold to the Orc Kingdom by this slave trader?

Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible, what a noble existence a magician is, how dare this slave trader trade magicians as slaves, there must be other reasons.

He comforted himself, but he was obviously not the only one who could not believe it, and the noise in his ears made him more and more uneasy, and he felt more and more that perhaps it was really as he thought, that the great magician had been enslaved and sold to the orc kingdom.

God, how dare they? Isn't this audacious slave trader not afraid of the Holy See's pursuit and killing? Isn't he afraid of the Pope's wrath?

"Hey, you look like that's the Orc Prince. Someone tugged at his clothes and looked at the black-haired young man who was walking from the direction of the carriage.

Ogouye followed, and then he shook his head, this is the prince of the Rhine, how could an orc with blond hair look more like a human than a human.

"Your Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness, is here. Seeing Chen Ye greeted him unreceivingly, Mr. Fox had already conveyed to him the deal of His Royal Highness the Prince, for which his pockets had swelled slightly, this business alone, he might be able to become one of the biggest winners of the year, so he respected this prince more and more.