We are in the world, and while we see the prosperity, we are walking towards hell," walking on the brick and stone pavement of Naoetsu, Yataro tightened his bags as he recited the verses he had just felt.

His destination is the Naoetsu Talent Market.

It's easy to find there, right at the end of the road. There is also an elegant vermilion torii gate at the entrance, which symbolizes that you have stepped into the holy abode after entering. But in fact, no matter how it is decorated, it can't hide the rotten smell that soars into the sky.

As the second son of a declining aristocratic family, Yataro doesn't really have much choice in life. It is nothing more than a choice between becoming a small surname of a vassal noble family, or becoming a staff member of a wealthy businessman. If the times are not good, then you can only rely on the nobility status that can freely travel to and from various places in the Usu, and become a lowly foot trader.

However, he is not so unbearable at the moment.

As he had just achieved good results in the "Taste of Learning" competition, Yataro was given a valuable opportunity to report to the Uso oil and water department such as the Naoetsu Talent Market, and he became a manager with a relatively generous salary.

Although there is a little slander about the reputation here, Yataro, who was born in a declining aristocracy, still knows how he should behave. From the moment he entered the torii, he lowered his head and walked respectfully to the office hall.

At the place where the entry formalities were checked, the clerk first glanced at his appearance and compared it with the atlas in his hand, and then nodded, and made some suggestions, "You better shave off your beard, those useless hairs will make you very conspicuous at work, and in times of danger, such conspicuous makeup may kill you." ”

Hearing the clerk's words, Yataro immediately thanked him, knowing that the other party was not deliberately finding fault but really reminding himself. After all, it sounds like a "talent market", and if it doesn't sound good, it's a "slave trading center", and with some insider information that Yataro knows, there are often riots caused by slaves in the Naoetsu talent market.

Even if the flames of the riot did not last long, and were always suppressed by the samurai stationed here at the first time, there were still some staff members who were caught up in the riot because they had to register or count the number of slaves.

These hapless guys naturally became the target of the rioters' anger. The lucky ones will be killed outright, while the unfortunate ones will have their own misfortunes, and the results will be terrible. And having a well-groomed noble beard, when a riot broke out, was simply a target to the angry slaves, and there was nowhere to hide.

The other party released his kindness, and Yataro thanked him one after another, and took out his only three small judgments...... One of them, secretly stuffed it into the clerk's hand. As the saying goes, "eating people's mouths are short and people are short", accepting Yataro's benefits, the clerk immediately stamped all the procedures that normally take half a day to complete, and all the authorization seals within half an hourglass.

Not only that, but the clerk also arranged a training specialist for Yataro, and in just a few days, he went from a novice who was not familiar with the Naoetsu talent market to a skilled steward, specializing in the registration of new slaves.

For several days, Yataro was running around at the cargo terminal. Like the other stewards, he directed his men, abacus, and copysmiths to count, evaluate, and register the number of slaves disembarked from the slave raiders at overseas colonial posts.

The captains of the slave raiders, in order to give their slaves a better rating (and they would also be paid more generously), would always find an opportunity to stuff Yataro with some "souvenirs" from overseas. Every day when he gets off work, Yataro's shoulder pocket is heavy. It was so laborious to walk that he never had the opportunity to recite the poems he was grateful for.

The slaves transported by ship accounted for more than ninety percent of the total number of slaves in the Naoejin talent market. As you can imagine, the riding environment of the slave ship at sea is actually very bad. Nearly one-tenth of slaves, unable to survive long sea voyages, end up as a long list of "natural deteriorations" on the paper of the registration report.

A few months ago, the Usang Empire's "gambling on national fortunes" failed, the advance army suffered a crushing defeat in the United States, coupled with the collapse of the financial market, the Senate had to raise war reparations while also mobilizing money to fill the hole in the financial market, so it gradually became financially stretched.

In order to alleviate the pressure on the national treasury and the major aristocratic families, the Naoetsu talent market, which was the main financial growth industry of the empire, now has a new business. Although it suffered a defeat in the United States Imperial Qi, the military strength of the Usang Empire was still relatively strong in the entire ash plane. Its colonies are spread across the world's major countries, and the armies of those colonies now plunder slaves while also having to "invite" the wealthy merchants or nobles in those regions by force in exchange for ransom.

These people will also be transported to the Naoejin talent market and subject to unified management. Given their value, it would not be appropriate to use ordinary slave ships. As long as there is a "natural loss" among them, it is a significant loss. After all, the Usang Empire is not as wealthy as it used to be, and even mosquito legs can't be easily given up now.

Therefore, in order to ensure safety, the U-san people set up a large teleportation circle on the Naoetsu side, which was specially used to transport those large customers who had been kidnapped. In order to make the teleportation array run stably, many ordinary slaves are made into obsidian orbs every day as an energy supply to activate the teleportation array.

"Yataro, I don't have to go to the pier today. The general gave an order, and a large number of 'distinguished guests' were about to visit Naoejin, and all the stewards were to go there and stand by, striving to complete the work of registering and checking their personal wealth as soon as possible. ”

After receiving the guidance of a senior, Yataro immediately rushed to the square where the teleportation circle was located, just like the other stewards. There were three whole teams of freeman swordsmen, as well as more Du Fall slave warriors to defend it, and more than a dozen black-robed mages were scattered around the teleportation circle, constantly mobilizing the energy in the obsidian orb.

A pale blue curtain of light lingers on the granite-stacked door. Many slave warriors with shackles and weapons wrapped in leather with blades awaited the arrival of the "distinguished guests".

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