After being a slave in the Holy Land for more than half a month, the manta ray man Mo Brown leaned against the cold steel railing, his eyes staring blankly at the cloudy sky.

A month ago, the fishmen, who thought they had won a good job offer, were tricked into getting on the boat by their fellow fishmen.

"Human, you have to be polite to my compatriots, we are just working for you, not slaves to be beaten and scolded!"

Who would have thought that such an indignant and angry fishman would be a helper for a slave trader.

That night, the fish-men were drugged with bad wine at dinner, and the fishmen, who were ten times stronger than humans, collapsed on the deck like meat on a chopping board.

Half a day later, the slave ship arrived at its first stop. First stripped for the plague, then for a basic health check-up, humans are convinced that the fish-people could bring terrible infectious diseases to the deep sea.

After a day here, they were taken to the Capital of Seven Waters to participate in a slave auction!

The fish-man Mo Brown was inspected like an animal for his teeth and the thickness of his limbs. Over and over again, at first he would grit his teeth and resist, but under the constant torture of electric shocks, he soon became honest and docile.

Human slave owners say that fish-people are no different from livestock.

The fish-man Mo Brown felt that under the electric shock, human beings would probably be even more unbearable.

Because of his thick limbs and broad and soft back, Mo Brown, the manta ray man, was "honored" to be photographed as the mount of the Draconian.

Tick...... A raindrop fell on Mo Brown's face.

"It's going to rain!"

Mo Brown straightened up and silently moved closer to his roommate.

The little human girl Fia, the little human Qiu Lin, this steel cage that leaks on all sides is their house.

Fia was listening to the story of the little human Qiu Lin standing in the palm of her hand at this time, and let out a crisp laugh from time to time.

The rain fell suddenly, and Mo Blanc stretched out a hand and bent down, and the rain fell on his broad bat wings, gathering into a few streams of water, and dripping down.

Fia gave the fishman a big smile and listened intently to Qiu Lin's story.

They are consumables.

The mount, Mo Brown, will be eliminated when he can't walk or when the Draconians get bored.

Fia, a children's singer, has been singing so often lately that her throat has become slightly hoarse.

Qiu Lin of the Lilliputian clan, there are few stories left that interest the Celestial Dragons.

But Fia and Qiu Lin are still young, and the advantage of being young is that no matter what kind of hardships they suffer, they will always maintain a naïve yearning for the future.

Fia laughs at the story of Qiu Lin's giant saving Lilliputia.

Mo Brown knew that there were no heroes in the highest places in the world.

He just wanted to exhaust this painful day and die before these two little guys.

Half a month ago, Mo Brown had climbed the stairs to Mary Joya with the reins of his mouth on his fat Draconian. He was paralyzed from exhaustion, the sun had evaporated the water from his body, and after the tense nerves had relaxed, he passed out and was dragged back to the slave's cage like a dead dog.

"Qiu Lin, are you sure he won't bite!"

The little girl's voice was timid.

"Don't worry, the fish-man is just a humanoid, just like me, give him water to drink!"

The slender little hand twisted the fish-man's mouth with all his might, and the murky water poured through the fish-man's jagged teeth. The little girl poured very carefully and did not waste the precious water.

The fish-man's throat rolled, soaking up the water, and by the time he opened his bloodshot red eyes, the little girl was screaming and running to the other side of the cage.

The creaking, screeching sound of the iron cage opening woke Mo Brown from his memories.

"Little Beanie, Your Highness wants to have some fun"

Qiu Lin straightened up, straightened his clothes, and let himself be caught in the hands of the guards.

"Bye! Fia, Mobraon, wait for me to come back! ”

He turned to the fishman and the girl.