When all the human beings saw the orcs, they all nodded their heads and bowed, and they were almost undenied their own men with golden knees under their knees, and even these orcs who had no status to speak of were unprecedentedly felt that they were living beings, but this existence was based on human suffering. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sitting on the back of a white horse, the lord of the castle has just made his rounds to a secluded corner, and there is a shop around the corner, which is full of human slaves, and human slaves are toiling to carry goods.

Coincidentally, among these human slaves, a rather beautiful woman was mixed in, the woman's dress was very simple, and even a little elegant charm from the perspective of a cultural person, but the hands and feet were all wearing chains that imprisoned freedom, dragging heavy chains, while carrying goods with thin shoulders, the load-bearing goods made the woman grit her teeth and ache, but for the sake of the child's belly, she had to do it, she was already weak, and could not compete with those men who were already strong and dark-skinned, and the men on one side were free from the shackles of iron chains because of their excellent performance, and they worked harder, and her food became less and lessSometimes I complain about why I'm not a man, so maybe I can earn more food.

I remember once asking for a little food from my fellow human "partner", but I almost didn't get a beating, but fortunately, my child apologized again and again, saying that it was all my fault, I asked my mother to let the uncles want, and now the stomach is full, and by the way, I also patted my aggrieved stomach, but the stomach that is not angry makes a wail, and the woman who listens to these words is very uncomfortable, uncle? A child who is only a few years old has been forced to come here, and he understands the world and is sleek, saying that the children of poor families are in charge early, and all those who only know how to be sensible ignore the bitter poor word are forced.

It's all to blame for her useless mother, the woman's throat choked for a while, she wanted to say something but couldn't say anything, let the tears flow silently, and the stupid child also asked why are you crying.

Fortunately, she still had a thought, otherwise she would have committed suicide a long time ago.

The man, whose conscience had not yet been completely extinguished, immediately distributed half of the food in his hand to the child. The child only needs a small half, and then feeds his mother, although the woman and the child are not full, but the heart is extremely satisfied, he has her, she has him.

The woman finally carried the goods once, and the men around her had already gone back and forth more than twice, which was not bad, and the industrious had long thrown her out of reach, and it was difficult to catch up, and the woman with a bit of grace used the cuffs to wipe the sweat beads on her forehead weakly, and skimmed the child who was squatting in the corner, because the child was too young, so she was not forced to do any physical work, but still not spared, and she couldn't do physical work, so she wiped the floor, and the child had a pair of very aura eyes, which followed her, unlike her dead husband。

The child saw that his mother was sweating profusely, and trotted all the way, but could only trot, because the damn chain, if the pace was too big, and the stability would have to fall, and then his mother might have to wash his face with tears for several days, and the naïve child had just run a few steps away, and was driven back by his mother's angry eyes, and ran back with a disappointed face.

As a slave of the orcs, but you earn all your own rations, the more goods you carry, the more food you will get, after all, there is no such thing as a free lunch

The low-level orcs who understood it immediately realized that our city lord wanted to tease human women again, and the orcs who wanted to play the dog's legs immediately immediately got off the inferior horse, and during the period, they also fell into a dog eating because they wanted to be handsome, and the other orcs laughed heartily, and the orc who fell a dog and ate pouted at the moment, and scolded angrily: "Laugh a fart, the soles of your feet are slippery, so you can do it." ”

The city lord Lacey slowly got off the horse, standing in front of him, all the slaves put down all the work in their hands, to praise the high city lord, only the woman with a bit of grace still worked hard, the dog leg next to him immediately prepared to trot over, a good reprimand, did not think that the city lord gave himself a cold look, frightened him did not dare to take a step forward, the city lord is his own sky, his own earth, if he even knows this bit of joy and anger, sooner or later he will be killed.

The owner of these slaves was an old rabbit, a low-level orc, with a hunched waist and an old fold on his face, which looked no different from a dying dead wood, and when he saw the majestic city lord of Laixi coming to his humble house, it was simply a puffy glow, and he walked hurriedly at the moment, showing a heartfelt smile, and said, "Lord of the city!" Lai Xi waved his hand, signaling you to go busily! Lao Tzu didn't have so much spare time to talk nonsense with you, the old orc touched his nose and left in a daze, Lacey still looked at the woman.

"My lord, do you want to snatch that woman to the house, anyway, she is a slave, the old guy won't take it to heart, if the old guy doesn't want to continue doing business in Vatican City?!, my lord, I dare to pack a ticket, the old thing will never dare to provoke you, after all, this Vatican City, you have the final say?"

Lacey squinted his already small eyes and said, "Well, what you said makes sense, but what happened to what the city lord ordered you to do? Why haven't you moved for a few days? Could it be that you guys have already discovered that he has a battle-type spirit weapon, and then secretly ate it!"

The orc, who was originally smiling, suddenly turned pale, and knelt on the ground with a "plop" and cried: "Lord of the City, I, oh, no, it's a small one, where does the small one have that guts! Even if I really eat it, do you say that with your ingenuity and intelligence, you won't find out? The little one can't hide it if he has that heart, and he can't hold it!" Besides, now the damned human beings are no longer in the trap, even if others die, they will not show their spiritual weapons, the small ones don't dare to catch one easily, in case they catch the wrong one, let your realm fall greatly, and the small ones can't compensate for it even if they have ten lives! ”

Lacey kicked suddenly, the guy rolled around several times, screaming back and forth in pain, and said what the city lord is wise and powerful, Lacey kicked this leper dog a few times, and if he didn't get up again, he would kill you, and the guy who spared his life stood up with a "whoosh".

The woman in front of her has been back and forth several times, and it seems that she can distribute a lot of food today, and when she thinks of this, the corner of her mouth smiles slightly, and it becomes more and more charming. Lacey drew her knife and walked over slowly, pinching the beautiful woman's chin with one hand, and when the child saw that the situation was not good, she immediately pounced like a wolf and stumbled over, just as everyone closed their eyes and did not dare to look at the bloody scene, and finally died, but she was not reconciled, why? Her child has not yet grown up, she is dead, what should the child do without this useless mother?

The lord of the city is repeating his old trick again, and let the spirit slave with the combat type take the initiative to stand up, otherwise, this beautiful woman will definitely lose her life.

The orcs here widened their eyes.

The humans over there had their eyes wide-eyed.

Just listen to the sound of the "bell".

Everyone's eyes widened, and Lacey cut off the woman's chains, and even the weeping child was taken aback.

Lacey said that Vatican City no longer has a combat-type artifact.

(To be continued.) )