"After this transaction, we can rest for the first half of the year. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info", the speaker tossed a small piece of metal card with his name, number, and description of his physiognomy on it, as well as a simple figure. Although the magic technology is advanced, it is not yet possible to completely print the image of people, and it is said that the Imperial Research Institute has already conducted targeted research, but it is not known when it will succeed.

The card represents the identity of the man, with Dilas being his name and 000091 his number, and in the description he is a thirty-seven or eighteen-year-old man with brown hair, a pointed chin, high cheekbones, narrow eyes, and very light eyebrows. On the back of the card, the outline of Ortrenburg is printed, as well as the five words Ortlenburg. This is an identity card, and the person who owns this identity card belongs to the "immigrants" who came to Ortlenburg, just like the green card of the American imperialists in another world.

Dillas put down the crystal goblet, and the red liquid that slowly poured from the rim of the glass pressed against the walls of the glass, leaving a large patch of red-dyed crystal. He shook his eyebrows lightly, and his mood was extraordinarily excited. He can get a share of about 35% of the 20,000 black barbarians' business, and the price opened by the other party is very high, and this income alone is about 3,000 gold coins. In addition, the other party does not want female blackbarbarians, and there are almost more than 30,000 female blackbarians who have been divided among the three major slave merchants, and after selling these female blackbarbarians, Dillas's income will be as high as 7,000 gold coins!

You must know that last year, his income was just over 2,000 gold coins, which is still the profit from his desperate slave hunting and sales, but it is not as big as this year's big deal.

The other man sitting next to him smiled, "Dilas, will you stop, no longer pursuing higher profits and the pinnacle of your career?", he picked up the bottle and poured red wine for Dilas's empty crystal glass, he was also a slave trader and a native of Ortlenburg.

He was not born in Ortlenburg, but since he started his slave hunting and slave trade, he will move to Ortlenburg, where he has been in the area for five or six years, and is barely a local. After Wren came, he was directly given an indigenous identity, which gave him great convenience. When the slave license monopoly was sold, it was he and Dillas who started a price war, and the price continued to climb to a point that was unacceptable to both parties.

"With an average annual franchise cost of 16,000 gold coins, if we want to recoup our capital and achieve profitability, our revenue needs to be higher than this figure. Speaking of which, the nobles are comfortable, and they can make so much money by opening their mouths, but we have to work tirelessly outside. He was alluding to Wren's monopoly on the idea that an average of three to five slaves could earn one gold coin, counting all the expenses, labor, materials, and war losses in the slave hunting campaign. If they want to keep their money, they must complete the slave sale of more than 60,000 people this year.

That's 60,000 people!

Not sixty, not six hundred, but sixty thousand!

For this reason, a slave trader alone would have to destroy at least twenty small and medium-sized tribes in a year, and more than 20,000 to 30,000 black barbarians would die in the slave hunting campaign to catch almost 60,000 slaves. It is said that slave hunting is immoral and condemned, but at the same time the slave market is very prosperous. Scholars and middle-class people condemned the dehumanization of slave hunting while enjoying the convenience that slavery brought to life. They don't need to do the hard work, and for thirty or forty silver coins they can buy a black man who is willing to do anything.

The black barbarians have always been consumables, and the low price itself makes people pay less attention to the lives of the black barbarians, and there are countless black barbarians in the Salmer Mountains, and the market will never run out of stock, which further exacerbates the miserable treatment of the black barbarians after being domesticated as slaves.

Of course, since Wren monopolized the slave hunting in the Salme Mountains in the southwest of the empire near Ortlenburg, the slave market had a second spring, and the price of each slave rose by less than 30% and more than tripled. People have a little bit of conscience when dealing with the black barbarians, at least now the death of a black barbarian will make them feel a little heartache. In order not to let this investment go down too quickly, the life of the black man is much better.

Dillas smacked his lips and said along with the words, "If you want to say it, it's thanks to Wren's monopoly, originally I was just a small slave merchant, and there were only two or three hundred people under my hands, do you look at it now? I worked hard to get the brand, and those who didn't have the brand and the right to operate it were immediately taken the initiative by me to swallow it, and before last year, I couldn't imagine that one day I would have nearly a thousand slave catchers under my hands." He picked up his glass and touched it with the other party, taking a sip, "If only there was no such expense." ”

The man nodded with a smile, "That's what I said, more than 10,000 gold coins a year are handed over for nothing, and I am really a little unwilling." He suddenly looked left and right, and approached Dilas, "Did you hear? As he spoke, his squinted eyes flashed with essence, expecting something and discerning something.

Dillas's eyes instantly widened, revealing a shocked expression, "Wouldn't it?", his tone was full of doubts, "Where will the goods they loot sell after they run away? Besides, the Weimar corridor is still in the hands of Ortrenburg, no matter which line it is, it can't escape Ortlenburg in the end." ”

The man sneered, "There are still waterways!"

Dillas was taken aback, "You mean...... Weststream City?", Dillas himself took a breath of cool air, the news of Bowen's defeat of Veneer had spread, and the most shocking thing was not this, but what kind of coalition party had been established by the Bell Chamber of Commerce, in an attempt to do more in politics. The Union's first battle was to repel Bowen's coalition forces and save the rebel Silver Fox Shaun. After this series of dazzling events, Bowen's defeat was no longer so noticeable.

Unexpectedly, it was Bowen who colluded with the two privateer regiments in Ortlenburg, and it was normal to think about it in retrospect, and lost two thousand five hundred soldiers in Venier in one go, and the defense force of Xiliu City was reduced to a minimum at once, and it was almost undefended. At this time, even a contingent of thirty or fifty men is of vital importance, let alone two privateer regiments of 1,000 men? The privateer regiment may not be as obedient as Bowen's own soldiers in terms of obedience and management, but its combat effectiveness will definitely not be weak.

The empty city defense of Weststream City suddenly filled up again, at least he was no longer afraid of Sean's attack.

Dillas couldn't stop nodding, he really didn't know about it.

As he spoke, a servant rushed in in with a panicked expression. There was only Dillas and one other person in the room, they had long since passed the life of a woman who couldn't live without a woman all the time, and they were slave traders who could say that they were tired of simple carnal desires, and even the thrill of play could not attract them. On the contrary, it is the plain family life that is full of temptation for them.

Dillas frowned, "What's the matter?"

He was talking to another man about these confidential things, and it was unseemly for this servant to break in without knocking. He pondered in his heart that he would go back and sell this servant, and the Desi slaves would start with fifty silver coins, and perhaps sell them even higher.

The servant pointed out the door, gasping for breath, "Ortlenburg's ...... Lord of Rennes...... Here it comes. ”

With a bang, Dillas and the other person suddenly got up, looked at each other, and instantly fell into an ice cave, and their bodies were cold!

The two of them were just thinking about going out, when the door was kicked open by Blair, and the door panel worth dozens of silver coins shook back and forth, making an ugly grinding sound, and a hole was kicked out of the door panel, like a toothless old lady laughing silently.

The two of them were drenched in cold sweat, and immediately stepped forward, lowered their heads, and bent down, "The city lord is visiting, please forgive us for not greeting you." ”

Wren stepped in from outside the door, looked left and right, and said with a smile, "How dare I work for the two masters?"

The two of them didn't know what to say, but in fact, the matter itself could not talk about who was right and who was wrong, they were slave traders in the first place, and slave hunting and selling was their job. But the key mistake is that they are blinded by the interests in front of them, knowing that there are some things that cannot be done, they not only do it, but also want to hide it from Wren. The captain told Wren everything, and the slaves were bought by merchants from the Byron Empire, and they wanted 20,000 castrated black barbarians who had been well managed in one go.

Although there has not yet been a war between the Byron Empire and the Orlando Empire, this does not mean that the two sides are friends. If Orlando is in a difficult situation both internally and externally, Byron will definitely not give up this opportunity to bite Orlando. Similarly, if there is civil unrest in Byron, Orlando will not miss the opportunity to watch Byron clean up the mess little by little.

The Byron Empire is located in the western part of the continent, close to Dragon Island, and coupled with the Byronic Empire's eclectic national policy, many half-human non-human races have found their place within the Byron Empire. Speaking of slaves, there were not a few slaves in the Byron Empire, so why did they buy black barbarians? Obviously, there is this secret that no one knows. After the slave trader got the order, even if he talked to Wren about it a little, Wren would not do anything to them.

Instead, they will cooperate with their work and test the purpose of the Byronic merchants. But these people actually wanted to hide from Wren, which was what caused Wren to be angry.

After all, this involves the national level, not a small fight!

Today they can hide it for a big order, and tomorrow they may be able to sell Wren for a large sum of money. If there is only a thief who has been a thief for a thousand days, how can there be a reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days? Since it is impossible to prevent it, it is better to cut off right and wrong and save trouble by being ashes. (To be continued.) )