Chapter One Hundred and Seven

The alley the two walked was not very long, and seeing that the passers-by who were about to come to the end still did not see the goods in the mouth of the black-robed camel, they asked impatiently:

"Where's the cargo you're talking about? Don't waste my time if not......"

"I beg your pardon, our gang has been able to survive Portugalette for the fourth year in this business, and it is all due to the prudence and prudence of every week." The black-robed camel rubbed his hands and smiled hesitantly, "So before leading you to our place, I would like to trouble you to stretch out your hands first." ”

"Hands?" The voices of passers-by became more and more displeased, "What do you want to see my hands do?" ”

"You also know that most of the spies in the kingdom's anti-slave trade department are selected from the army, and their hands that hold weapons all year round are always very different from ordinary people, so in order to avoid these hunting dogs with sharp noses from finding us, we have to do this inspection beforehand."

"I see." The thoughtful passerby nodded, then held out his hands.

The hands stretched out from the gold-trimmed top were fair and delicate, faintly scented with a mixture of lanolin and flower dew, which were commonly used by people of status in the city, and the huge sapphire on the gold band on the ring finger of the left hand showed the good status of passers-by in the city of Portugalette.

"Now, can you take me to see what you have in your mouth?"

After examining the hands of passers-by, the black-robed camel replied respectfully: "Of course, distinguished guests are welcome to the underground slave market of Old Frings in Portugalette." ”

With that, he stomped three times on a loose-looking stone slab by the alley wall, and the muddy water almost got on the trouser legs of passers-by.

Before passers-by could attack, the wall of the alley on his left side cracked to both sides without warning, and in a few moments a gloomy passage to the ground appeared.

"Please hold on to this stick when you go down later."

The black-robed camel picked up a wooden stick from the corner of the wall and handed the cleaner end to the passer-by: "In order to prevent our place from being leaked out, I will not light the lamp when I go down later, and please hold on to the end of this stick, otherwise I may not be able to find you if I get lost in that kind of place." ”

"What? Could it be that you've built a labyrinth underneath the city? ”

Saying this, the passer-by carefully wrapped the end of the stick with the silk handkerchief in his pocket, and then firmly grasped it.

The black-robed camel smiled when he heard this, but did not answer.

After the two of them stepped into the corridor, the wall slowly closed, as if it had never cracked.

I don't know how long I walked in the dark, and the passerby who felt that he had been walking downward, finally a little light appeared in front of him, and a huge underground space appeared in front of him.

From the perspective of passers-by, it is a naturally formed underground cave, and the space as far as the eye can see is immeasurable, probably a natural creation of the rock caused by the long-term erosion of flowing water, but the residents who live above this cave on a daily basis would not have thought that Portugalette was built on such a huge karst cave.

On either side of the cave, hundreds of openings of various sizes have been excavated, most of which appear to be empty, and the rest are made of hardwood or metal railings to make cages one after another.

"That's ...... Tiger people? ”

"To be precise, a person with unexplained tiger disease."

Seeing the passer-by trying to approach the metal cage in front of him with great interest, and observing the tiger patient who seemed to be napping inside, the black-robed camel who was about to explain the goods hurriedly stepped forward to block him, and at the same time, the latter, who was pretending to sleep, suddenly burst into action and pounced on the two, if it weren't for the metal railings with the thickness of the wrists, the sharp right claw stretched out could almost tear the shoulders of the passers-by.

The unsuccessful attack of the tiger creased and screamed through the gap between the railings to reach out to the two who were scrambling backwards, holding clubs made of fine iron, and the two men in black robes who were hiding in the shadows rushed towards the cage where the tiger patient was located.

Under the merciless blow of the stick, the tiger patient, who was originally manic and roared and tried to resist, was quickly beaten into a sick cat that wailed and hid in the corner of the cage and timidly licked its wounds.

Despite the timely retreat, the corners of the black robe were still torn camels, and a wry smile reminded passers-by who were also embarrassed and were wiping the cold sweat on their foreheads and necks with silk handkerchiefs: "When you visit the goods living in the metal railing cage, it is best to keep your distance, some of the goods are still wild because they have only been captured for a short time, and they still retain a strong aggressiveness. ”

The relieved passerby nodded, but took a few steps back before he began to take a closer look at the tiger patient hiding in the corner of the cage.

The limbs showed signs of tiger transformation that were almost the same as those of a real tiger, and the whole body was covered with brown and yellow fur mixed with black horizontal stripes, and the muscles hidden under the fur were knotted, but the face was still the appearance of a middle-aged man with a sad face.

"This tiger is not technically humanoid, and according to our magicians, he should have been a middle-aged man who had suffered irreversible curse-type magic, or had taken some rare potion."

The black-robed camel, who was explaining the goods to passers-by, pointed to the twisted handwriting around the cage where the tiger patient was located, covering the rock wall:

"Isabel Lena, who is supposed to be the name of the tiger's original wife, and according to this and all the signs we observe on a daily basis, he still retains some of his memories and sanity as a human, and is able to understand the dialect of the southern village of Portugalette that we speak, and as for the more specific background, we who sell things do not have the time and energy to delve into it."

"The commodity was captured in the forest southwest of Portugalette, it has been three months ago, and it still retains a strong aggressiveness, and its obedience is average, but its combat power is probably equivalent to ten fully armed ordinary warriors in the local garrison of the kingdom, and it is not recommended that you keep it at home in view of the uncontrolled situation you have just seen."

"If there is a magician above the apprenticeship who can use it and apply curse-type magic on the original basis to control it, this tiger patient is definitely a good choice for you to take care of your home, but our magicians here should not be able to perform enough magic of this type, and you have to find a magician who meets the requirements."

"This tiger patient is sold for two hundred gold coins."