After dealing with the captain, Raghu and his party returned to the hotel and rented a room for Sava and Humpher to rest in. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 As for the other slaves, of course, they can only find a roof, lean on each other's bodies, and cope with a nap.

The cows had a barn, the horses had a stable, but these slaves didn't even have a place to sleep.

Sava was secretly angry, but he also knew that the status of the clans in the Blue Star Continent was so bleak now, even if he expelled all the humans in this town and gave all the houses to the slaves?

Pulling Rahanfka, the two went back to their room, Sava couldn't help but take out this battle again, and carefully analyzed with Hanfka, Hanfka's talent was already high, and his eyes sparkled when he heard it, and it was obvious that he had gained a lot.

The next morning, after breakfast, the slave traders set out on their journey, and along the way, the townspeople pointed and pointed out, apparently that a pigman slave had defeated a three-star mecha, and everyone in the town knew about it.

Raghu's brows furrowed slightly, and he was faintly worried in his heart, after all, he still had to come here to do business. The rest of the human beings were triumphant in the whispers of the people, with their chests folded, their steps particularly powerful, and their shouts louder.

The tulip town is not far from Française.

Hundreds of slaves were chained and could not walk as fast as they could, and with Sava and Hanfka, the slavers did not dare to whip them out as usual.

But just dragged his feet, from early morning to night, and also to the city of Fran.

This was the first time that Savoy had seen a real human city, and he couldn't help but look at it carefully - 10,000 years ago, human beings would always surround the city with high walls, and the countless mechanisms on the walls would make the besieging troops suffer. And now, Savoy is in the city of Fran, and he doesn't even see the shadow of the city walls.

Externally, there are no foreign concerns; internally, if the mecha legion really rebels, many mecha can fly, and it doesn't mean much to have a city wall; as for the alien beasts, they are firmly blocked by the main battle legion in a certain area, and they have no impact on most human territory.

As a result, walls that no longer have the meaning of war have rarely appeared in human cities.

Françaine is a big city, with tall houses, neat and beautiful. The streets are crowded with people, and most of them have a confident look on their faces, which is clearly a sign of affluence. Many humans are surrounded by a variety of alien races, carrying things in their hands or holding parasols, with submissive expressions on their faces.

Seeing this, Sava couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

10,000 years is long enough for a dominant race to build an unparalleled power.

It's no wonder that in the misty forest, the ancestors of the alien races once desperately cut down trees and built boats, hoping to find a new soil for survival across the ocean.

In the face of humans who have mastered mecha technology, it is difficult not to feel hopeless, even if the individual combat power is strong.

Sava sighed slightly, and then cheered up: If this matter is not difficult, why would fate let me travel thousands of years to come here?

The arrival of a contingent of slave traders was like a glass of water flowing into a pond and did not affect the city of France in any way.

In fact, what happened in Tulip Town last night has already reached Fran City, but the city hears too much news every day that is difficult to distinguish between true and false, so the "Pigman Slave Defeat Mecha" incident has not attracted much attention - just kidding, recently there are rumors that a certain family's pet dog suddenly turned into a strange beast and devoured the whole family, and the two elite squads of the Tempest Legion were completely annihilated by an orc. City Lord Turwall doesn't love women and likes men and countless other exciting news, what kind of pigman slave defeated mecha, if he defeats a mecha corps, maybe we are willing to talk about it carefully.

Raghu led the team around the streets and came to a large courtyard.

The thin man stepped forward and patted the door, and after a while, two or three people opened the lock and rushed out excitedly: "Boss, you are back, you will be a few days late, but you will really run out of stock." ”

Raghu smiled nonchalantly: "It seems that business has been good lately? ”

After receiving this compliment, the few who opened the door were blushing with excitement, and immediately rolled up their arms and sleeves, and helped the slave traders outside to bring the slaves into the compound, and brought them into different courtyards according to their race, physique, and appearance.

Sava watched coldly, and saw that these people were shouting and making low-level jokes to each other, but they were working in an orderly manner, and they were obviously all cooked.

After a while, a guy who opened the door walked up to Sava and looked up: "Heh, what kind of bloodline orc is this? It's really strange, it looks really fierce, this has to be put on hold by ordinary people, and you really don't dare to buy it, come on, you go over there." ”

Sava smiled coldly, but didn't answer, didn't move, just looked at Raghu.

Raghu stared at him with a startle, and hurriedly took two steps forward, and said to the guy first: "You go to work elsewhere, I will personally entertain these two." ”

Several people at home were stunned, and they all looked at Raghu, they had never seen him so polite to slaves.

Raghu didn't explain, and stretched out his hand: "Two, please come over here, let's discuss while drinking." ”

Sava followed Raghu, and Hanfka followed, of course. When a few people walked away, the slave traders spoke and boasted to a few people at home: "These two are not ordinary slaves, did you see that pig man? Yesterday in Tulip Town, my God......

The scale of this courtyard is very large, and as soon as you enter the door, there are countless small courtyards, and then you go inside, there are many houses. Savahan Foka followed Raghu and made a few turns before he came to the right place.

A tall house, there are actually four mecha standing in it, the height is close to six meters, and the short ones are more than three meters, but they all look quite old, obviously not high-end goods.

Seeing Sava Liding looking at the mecha, Raghu smiled: "It's all those things that the legion eliminated, we spent a lot of money to get them, and we saved our lives at a critical time." It's definitely nothing in the eyes of the two, and the best one is a two-star, which is much worse than the one I played yesterday. ”

On the other half of the room, there were a few tables, and Raghu invited the two to sit down, went to the back cabinet by himself, and touched a few bottles of wine.

He poured a full glass of wine for Sava and Hanfka, toasted himself first, smacked his lips, and said, "Don't hide it from you, I have been in this slave trade business for almost twenty years. In the past 20 years, there have been hundreds of thousands of alien races who have passed through and seen. But I really have never heard of such momentum as the two of them. ”

With another glass of wine, Raghu seemed to be in good spirits: "It may be an exaggeration to say that it is unheard of. I heard that in Xilin City, the imperial capital, those kings and nobles are tired of playing everything and like to play gladiatorial battles. They are all looking for those alien races with extraordinary talents, cultivating them since childhood, and teaching them the alien tactics collected when they conquered the continent before. Grow up and practice, known as fighters, or fight each other, or fight against strange beasts, or even fight mechas, in short, all kinds of tricks. In every gladiatorial competition, someone opens a gambling game, betting like a sea of gold and silver, whose fighter wins, not only can make money, but also have face in the circle. Therefore, the treatment given to those alien races who are particularly good at fighting is also very high. ”

When he said this, Sava was a little stunned - when he just walked out of the Blue Crystal Valley, the eight-star mecha master Crowk, who was driving a one-star mecha, seemed to have told him that with his skills, he could get good treatment from humans. Now that I think about it, isn't it just suggesting that he can join the noble family of the king and grandson and go to the gladiatorial arena to be a fighter?

Seeing that Hanfka listened with relish, Sava sneered: "Is the treatment very high? If you are defeated, I don't know what kind of treatment it is?"

Raghu saw that Sava understood what was going on, pointed to the essence of the problem, smiled a little embarrassedly, and then covered it up: "I don't know your skills, but it's also very amazing when you think about it, like him-" Stretched out his hand and pointed at Hanfka: "Being able to defeat a three-star mecha, this strength, I dare to say, even among the fighters in the imperial capital, is definitely at the peak level!"

Raghu said passionately, but Sava was light, took a sip of wine, and said lightly: "So what?"

Raghu slapped his thigh, his face was very pleading, and he stared at Sava tightly: "That's a good question! I think that with the ability of the two of them, no matter where they are, they can be regarded as wronged." After all, in today's continent, even if you are extremely powerful, it is difficult for you to live comfortably outside of human society. Are those Jedi beasts powerful? As soon as the twenty-eight main battle legions arrived, they didn't honestly shrink up and devour each other, and they were miserable. ”

Sava drank another glass of wine and smiled, "And then?"

Lagu drank a cup of water, put the cup on the table, and said: "Since I have the fate to get acquainted with the two of you, how can I, Lagu, watch the two of them have one skill, but I can only spend time in waste? I am willing to accompany the two of them to the imperial capital Xilin City, so that the two of them can live an endless good life in the gladiatorial arena with their own skills!"

"Hahaha. Sava laughed and pointed his finger at Raghu, "Speaking of which, you still want to sell us for a few dollars." ”

Sava laughed loudly, but his eyes were extremely cold, and Raghu only felt that he was being stared at by an invincible beast, and even his breathing became difficult, and he forced a smile: "No, no, no...... It's not about selling ......"

"Okay!" Sava suddenly restrained his smile and slapped the table suddenly, "Xilin City, the gladiatorial arena, the battle of the hundred clans, the fight of strange beasts, the fight of mechas, and then live a good life!

Raghu was overjoyed: "I know that the two are unwilling heroes, drink this wine slowly, I still have the best good wine, today I Raghu will conspire with the two to get drunk!"

After saying that, he stood up, and the road of excitement was unsteady, and he staggered to find wine.

A mysterious smile hung over Savoy's lips.

Is Xilin City?Empire?