Zingal.

It's a big and lively city, even more so than the Lion City.

As we all know, if there are many people in a city who are willing to go, it is either because it is safe enough and people and property can be protected; Either it's because it's chaotic enough to find a lot of excitement......

Zingal, on the other hand, is clearly the latter.

The outer walls of the city hung long rows of tattered corpses, almost completely covered by a dense mass of flies, and when the wind blew, a cloud of black mist would be released from the shaking corpses.

The stench of rotting corpses and rotting vegetables permeates the market, which mixes with the smell of spices and opium that fills the market, creating a unique smell that belongs to Singar.

Only the herb stalls reveal some exotic aromas – the kind that makes you dizzy when you smell it.

Snack vendors sell skewers with dirty straw hats, and meat skewered on bamboo skewers sizzles on a stove fueled by cow and horse dung, but the origin of the meat is suspicious......

Bundles of silk were crammed on the counter, but blood could be seen on many of the satin.

Most of the weapons dealers also have old weapons, and almost every weapon has dark and brown stains that cannot be washed.

Some of the Desha, who at first glance knew were outlaws, also openly sold their booty in the markets of Singar - from slashed clothing, shoes, hats, and deformed gold and silver jewelry, to shields and armor with clear coats of arms.

Drug dealers have set up smoking guns and straw mats directly on the street, and many addicts are lying on their sides on straw mats in public, and there seem to be people waiting in line next to the straw mats - this is probably the most 'orderly' scene that can be seen in the whole chaotic market.

In the middle of the market was a huge booth on which slave traders were brandishing whips to display their wares – young men and women bound hand and foot, all naked, on the stand where every part of their bodies was examined by customers, who occasionally broke open their mouths to show them their teeth.

Of course, the slaves sold in the open were low-grade goods, and next door to the slave booth was a livestock market selling horses and donkeys, and the sales process on both sides seemed to be exactly the same.

There were quite a few customers entering the market, but most of the locals with white cloth on their heads clutched their wallets and put their hands on the hilt of their swords, as if they were always on guard behind them.

And the customers from other places...... Good luck to them.

Anyway, the harmless-looking naughty boys around are waiting for their time, and occasionally they will accidentally peek into their sleeves with some suspicious gadget - a small blade used to cut their wallets.

In addition to the market, the streets and alleys are also full of people from all walks of life.

There are members of the Order who still wear black armor and horned helmets on hot days;

There are salamina worshippers dressed in green viper costumes;

There were also infidels in brown cloaks, warriors with long-handled knives, men in black with daggers......

The various people looked very different, the only thing they all had the same demeanor — the dangerous look that only a mob who had been killing people for a long time and setting fires.

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These heretics and murderers roam the streets unhindered, and the guards of the city, wearing pointed helmets and pestles, are completely oblivious.

There were many tall courtyards in the streets, which seemed to be the headquarters of various organizations, but there were almost no doormen, and probably no one would have dared to stop in front of them—even the guards in the city avoided the gates of those courtyards.

Murder contracts were publicly posted in various taverns in Singar, and some were posted outside the doors of some taverns...... Every now and then, someone will look at it twice, but most will leave quickly, perhaps just to see if their name is on the wall.

In the more run-down alleys of the city, filthy wild dogs and young orphans are fighting in garbage heaps, and members of the Red Brotherhood are pointing fingers, recruiting members from among these young children.

A number of stumbling women stood in low, gloomy doorways in bright, revealing dresses, offering special services to a few copper plates, most of them wearing veils, presumably to cover some traces of pain and disease.

The 'prophets' in tattered robes also preached the benefits of believing in cults in the alleys, and in the small temple behind them, which was even more tattered than the robes, human sacrifices were openly being carried out, and the fire and blood might indeed bring them some followers.

Only those who look like crazy at first glance can navigate these poor streets and alleys without hindrance. Their madness may have been caused by contact with the gods, or perhaps by poison, but in any case, only the madmen are inviolable......

The moaning and begging of lame beggars, the greasy cries of hawkers, the pleasant solicitation of prostitutes, the whimpering barks of wild dogs after being kicked, the angry roars of their victims, the chanting of priests in various accents......

All this makes up the symphony called 'Zingal'.

Discord, however, is very "free".

And in the very center of Singal, a tambourine with an ominous rhythm drives the city's heartbeat.

But the center of the castle is not the castle of the lord, but a luxurious building that is taller than the castle.

The lord of Singar was named Tahir, a caliph.

Although nominally he served 'Bahad Khan' Kadan, his service was largely limited to periodically trying to issue a few new orders in the city and crucifying the 'outlaws' to the walls.

The stench of decomposing corpses permeated even the wealthy parts of the town, but as long as Tahir continued to make offerings on time, the Kadan Khan rarely intervened in Singar's affairs, knowing that even if he sent an army, he would not be able to conquer the power in Singar.

In fact, most Pandes believe that Zingal is more of a free territory outside of order and morality than the territory of the Duchy of Dexia.

Because the orders and laws issued by the Great Khan of Cardan and the caliph al-Tahir served only to provide a forum for the small talk of the inhabitants, the power and justice of the city were entirely determined by the dinar.

And the person who has the most dinar in this city is not the city lord Tahir, but a slave trader named 'Ramon' - so Ramon is the 'messenger of justice' in this city, and he is also the real speaker of Singar.

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The slave hunters of Fruze traveled thousands of miles to the Noldor Forest to work as eucalyptus because of a bounty.

And the person who issued the bounty was Ramon.

Ramon's fame is quite great, in fact, the name Ramon is more well-known than the ruler of the Duchy of Dexia, 'Bahad Khan' Kadan.

Because he is the largest slave dealer in Singar, and the largest slave dealer and ransom broker in the entire Pander continent.

Or rather, he was the spokesman for all the slave traders in Singar.

Even Leon is familiar with the name Ramon, both in his past life and in the present.

Ramon's nickname is "The Good Brother" - a nickname that players would joke about in previous lives, as players would sell him captives when they got them, and met Ramon the most often.

But after coming to the Pander continent, Leon discovers a wonderful coincidence - Ramon actually has the nickname of 'good brother'.

However, this is not because he has anything to do with the Brotherhood, in fact Ramon is not a member of the Red Brotherhood, but his slave trade has been more successful than all the Red Brotherhood agents.

He made the slave market in Singar the number one choice for slave purchases on the entire continent, and was recognized as the leader of all the slave traders in Singar.

Ramon gets the nickname 'good brother' mainly because he is good at making friends with people - those who ignore his 'friendship' and don't want to treat him as a 'good brother' usually become slaves and be sold or disappear mysteriously after a while.

Well, it could also be found – like finding a swollen body on the lake behind Singar.

Five of Singar's first six judges were found on the lake.

And the last judge, who resolutely carried out the fairest Sinjar justice, the kind determined by the number of dinars stuffed into his hand, so that this judge had been a righteous judge for several years, and after becoming Ramon's good brother, life was quite nourishing.

So, Ramon had to be a 'good brother' – a recognition for all Singars, including Tahir, the lord of the city......

The lavish building, taller than the castle of Tahir, was Ramon's property.

It looked like a luxury hotel.

Perhaps it is indeed the most luxurious hotel in the entire Pander continent.

After all, this large building covering an area of nearly ten acres, with six floors above ground level alone, offers 300 luxury suites, enough for thousands of people to stay comfortably.

But in fact, it's below ground level that is the real body of the building.

There are three underground floors, each with a different chamber.

It was Ramon's slave auction house, and unlike the low-end slave booths in the Singar Market, it was the only place on the continent where 'top goods' could be sold—noble maidens of noble blood, or beautiful old girls.

Right now, Ramon was in a small luxurious secret room, handing a glass of wine to a middle-aged man in a noble robe.

On the stage behind him, there were some veil-wearing—or rather-only girls, beating tambourine in a cheerful rhythm.

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"Good brother, are you sure that Fruze can really get back the Noldor noble girl?"

The man in the noble robe looked like he was forty or fifty years old, burly and greasy, but his face was full of golden beards, and his hair was also blonde, and he was clearly not a Dexia man.

To his left and right sat two hotly dressed women scratching their heads, but he didn't seem to have any interest in the woman next to him at the moment, so he took a sip of wine and put the glass on the table.

"I just got the news of him half an hour ago, and he's already got it—after all, he'd got the Noldor a few years ago...... I miss that auction a lot......"

Ramon shook the red liquid from his glass, and it seemed that he did have some nostalgia for the past.

"That's the most famous piece of your auction house, and I know that...... But they were only three elven girls, not the nobles of the Noldor...... What I need is a noble girl! As you know, it's not easy to get a large army through the kingdom, and I've taken a lot of risks......"

The greasy nobleman reached out and pushed away the woman who had picked up the glass next to him and was about to feed it to his mouth.

Ramón's hand holding the glass shook as the two women left in good spirits.

"Eldfrid, my friend, you have to believe in the power of the Dinar...... Although Fruze is a cheeky bastard, as long as there are enough dinars in front of him, he can definitely bring back the goods you need......"

Ramon seems to have considerable confidence in Fruz's slave catchers.

Or rather, faith in the dinar.

He raised his glass to Alderfried, motioning for a drink.

"But when will he get the goods back? …… Good brother, I don't have much time ......."

Alder Fried, who looked in a hurry, picked up his glass but didn't drink it.

"To be honest, Alderfried, I don't understand...... Why are you in such a hurry? And why would a nobleman like you spend so much money on a slave? ”

Ramon shook his head and smiled, "I can tell you don't like beauty......"

"Good brother...... I'm just not interested in vulgar fans, and I'm still interested in Noldor Elves......"

Ald Fried shook his head and smiled, a little wary in his eyes.

"Eld Fried, it looks like you don't trust me...... I have some of the best beauties in the continent, but you haven't even looked at them...... And what you want is a Noldor noble girl - if it's just to get the Noldor elf, then any Noldor girl is pretty much the same, why do you only want a noble girl? ”

Ramon put away his smile, got up and approached Alderfried, and said word by word, "Friend, should you be...... You don't want to continue to be good brothers with me, do you? ”

Alderfried's cheek twitched a few times, but then he laughed: "Good brother, don't be kidding, the drums here are so loud that I can barely hear you......"

Ramon smiled and waved his hand, and all the veiled girls beating the tambourine behind him left the secret room.

"It's just the two of us now, Ald Fried, tell me the real reason - I know you're definitely not the ultimate buyer!"

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Ramon took the bottle and filled the glass that Ald Fred was holding.

"Well, to tell you the truth, I'm going to sacrifice the Noldor noble maiden to the king! Is it my king who wants ...... Tut...... This wine is really good! ”

The good brother poured the wine himself, and of course Ald Fried couldn't refuse, so he took a sip of it, and then probably thought it was really delicious, and then took another sip.

"To the King? You mean Ulrik? No wonder so many mercenary groups enter the Noldor Forest...... I thought that your Lion Kingdom had hired so many mercenary groups to exterminate a certain Noldor tribe......"

Ramon was also obviously surprised: "Why would Ulrik want to get the elven noble girl?" It can't be for the sake of marrying elves, right? ”

"Hmph...... The king doesn't need to report to me when he does things......"

Alderfried shook his head, as if he didn't want to reveal any secrets, but a hint of hideousness appeared on his face: "But I have to seize this opportunity!" Maybe you don't know, I was blackmailed by Ulrike before! ”

Ramon frowned, and then quickly reacted: "King Ulrik blackmailed you?" Is it to get enough dinars to recruit mercenary groups? Your Kyle has been quite wealthy in Danburg all these years, and it's normal for the king to come and borrow money......"

"It's not about borrowing money, it's about blackmailing - Ulrik knows that I sold the civilians of my territory to Singar as slaves, and he used this to blackmail me and make me pay 100,000 dinars! Otherwise, I will not only lose my title and territory, but I will also be ruined......"

Alderfried gritted his teeth and took a sip of his glass.

"And you are still going to fulfill the king's wishes? I don't think you're such a magnanimous person......"

Ramon shook his head, a smile on his lips again, and picked up the bottle and poured another glass for Alderfried.

"Fulfill his wishes? Hahaha...... Ramon, good brother, I paid to buy it from you, of course, to sell it to him for a higher price! I've got to get the money he extorted back! It's still ...... Hiccup...... Give me a higher status! ”

Ald Fred picked up his glass and looked at it, burped, then raised an eyebrow and took another drink.

Obviously, the wine was really good, even addictive, and Alderfried seemed a little lost.

Ramon frowned: "You want to change hands and make a difference, I can understand this...... But can a Noldor aristocratic girl give you a higher status? He's not that kind of person, is he...... What exactly is the reason? ”

"Because the virgins of the nobles of the Noldor ...... Hiccup...... The blood of a virgin heals the king's sickness! …… If I can get the Noldor Noble Maiden, I can ...... Hiccup...... Coerce Ulrique in turn! ”

Alderfried seemed to be a little crazy, and began to say everything.

Ramon had a deep smile on his face, and his voice became softer: "Then, the king must be willing to pay a lot of money......"

Alderfried slanted his mouth and gave a strange smile: "Pure Noldor noble girl...... Hiccup...... 300,000 dinars ......"

He staggered down, and the glass fell to the ground.

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The red liquid spilled from the cup onto the carpet, but it stained the carpet, which was also red, blue-gray.

It's definitely not wine, presumably some kind of hallucinogen!

Ramon smiled and looked at Ald Fried, who fell to the ground and fell into a state of intoxication, and shook his head: "Since you are so profitable, how can I let you make this difference?" Good brother ......"

He exhaled and clapped his hands twice.

Hearing Ramon's high-fives, several men in black appeared at the door of the secret room: "Lord Ramon." ”

The man in black who looked like a small leader came in with his head bowed, and it seemed that they were both respectful and fearful of Ramon, and the little leader did not even dare to raise his head when he spoke to Ramon.

"Throw this baron to the auction house, and tell Kyle to come to Fort Dan and let them ransom him with ten thousand dinars!"

"Gather all the brothers, and we'll go 'meet' that expensive shipment...... According to Fruze's habit, he should have brought a small group of people back first, right? Haha......"

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