"First of all, make it clear to you in advance, everything you do is your choice, and I didn't arrange for you to do such a thing, is that okay?"

In the carriage, Kyle and Sister Astarte run all the way in the direction of Joy Street.

Sister Astarte nodded, thought for a moment, and then continued, "But would they believe me if you let me ride me in your carriage and take me to Joy Street?" ”

"Why don't you believe it?" Kyle looked at Sister Astarte in surprise and said, "What does it have to do with me if you take my car to Joy Street and 'mess around' with you after you passed." ”

Kyle paused, then replied, "Isn't it ridiculous that a murderer kills someone with a weapon he bought from the clerk, and instead of blaming the murderer for making trouble, he runs away to blame the clerk who sells goods according to his duty?" ”

The corners of Sister Astarte's mouth twitched slightly.

The NPCs in this game do deserve its reputation in terms of intelligence, such as Brother Kyle, who now says this with an innocent expression on his face that looks like it's real.

It can be called a thick face and a black heart.

Shame, shame!

…… I love you like that!

Well, Kyle is actually known to be a thin-skinned person.

Don't believe it, look at his face.

The area where Happy Street is located is between the downtown area and the commercial area, and some of the areas will overlap with the residential area, and walking along the road, the first impression is that there is not much difference between the normal commercial area...... Except for the goods they sell.

Of course, all this is limited to the daylight.

During the day, these slaves would put a small number of well-behaved and obedient slaves in chains, change them into different types of clothing, and let them hang themselves in the window like a commodity.

Such slaves were able to earn a certain degree of exchange for the right to rest early at night.

In this way, the prostitutes do not have to be illuminated by the pink ambiguous atmosphere of the magic stone lamp at night, scratching their heads and waiting to serve one financier after another - provided that you are not specifically named by the big financier.

Some slaves who involuntarily ended up in the Joy Street for various reasons would do everything possible to get more business for the slave traders during the day in order not to be defiled, in exchange for not having to entertain the cruel adventurers who only wanted to vent their "anger" at night.

"The lord seems to dislike those slave traders?" Sister Astarte asked tentatively.

"Do you like it?"

"Of course I don't like it."

"And now you lift the window and look out, do you see the slaves in the window?" Kyle's expression was calm, but his voice was a little undulating.

Sister Astarte looked out of the window of the car and could vaguely see the glamorous slaves who had dressed herself.

Kyle smiled sarcastically and said, "A fair number of them were forced into slavery for some reason that is difficult to trace.

This small group of people, in order to maintain what little dignity they had left, will do their best to attract guests during the day, in exchange for not being treated as prostitutes and thrown away to entertain adventurers at night.

But when a big client named a slave in the evening and asked for his service, the slaves had no right to refuse.

When they step inside, they are labeled goods, and what is even more ridiculous is that the slave traders sometimes let these goods dream, trying to immerse them in the sweet dreams and gradually give up the struggle. ”

Sister Astarte nodded.

It was because he saw such an act of trampling on human nature that he was so impatient to act.

Sister Astarte could not stand the behavior that had fallen below the limits of tolerance to which he had reached, so he said:

"This is indeed an inherent drawback of slavery itself, and if we can, when we immortals have accumulated enough strength, many people will definitely stand up and completely ban this system."

"Then you will be besieged and killed by many strong men before you even start to gain momentum." Kyle said lightly.

"Huh? Aren't there a few of those top powerhouses who will rebel against this system? ”

Kyle didn't know what he remembered, and with a helpless smile on his face, he said, "Yes, but they can only do it in their own territory, for example...... Lancaster Collar. ”

Sister Astarte was not surprised to hear this.

After all, for the new map, the enthusiasm of players is still very high, and they have long found out that the Lancaster Territory has devoured dungeons that are not too large on the one hand, and transformed a large number of snow wolf clans, fox clans, and lynx tribes and half-orcs into lords.

It's only been ten years since this incident, and many people in the territory still remember it vividly.

It is said that the people of the dungeon on that side almost did not resist and integrated into the life of the territory, and even on the side of the snow wolf clan, the whole clan directly chose the former lord Anthony as the leader.

Thinking of this, Sister Astarte was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of something, only to feel an electric current crawling up her spine to her head, and for a while she only felt her scalp tingling.

Kyle tapped on the armrest and said, "Looks like you've reacted...... The core reason why the slave trade on the continent cannot be eradicated is that dungeons are constantly generated, and you can't guarantee that the aborigines in every dungeon that is swallowed up are friendly. ”

Sister Astarte sighed and said, "Those who will endanger the security of the territory will most likely be killed, and those who are harmless and can be used will be accepted according to the situation."

And those races that are relatively large in number and are very likely to occupy the mainstream of the population of the territory in the future are either restricted or trafficked, right? ”

Kyle nodded, and said, "That's pretty much the case, it gives the slave traders room to survive and thrive, but obviously, it also makes the germ of evil more uncontrollable in the gray area."

For example, through the slave trade, they have reached out to areas where they should not be extended, and then there are those serious violations of human nature......"

"Let's talk about the rest, regardless of whether the slave trade is justified or not, there are some guys who have seriously violated my cognitive standards, and I will not show mercy to them no matter what."

Sister Astarte did not hesitate because of this, but became more determined.

In other words, these slave traders often do things that do not even have a legal basis......

Heh, you kid turned the slave trade in the gray area into human trafficking in the illegal zone, right?

Then there's nothing to say, I just want to see a river of blood!

"That'...... Good luck. Kyle chuckled.

It is worthy of the "wild herding" of the future, and the action is always one step faster than the thought.

"However, even if you went to the gangs in the lower city last night and completed your self-breakthrough through high-intensity bloody fighting, you still won't be an opponent of a slave trader with the protection of a professional." Kyle chuckled.

"I think you've been prepared for a long time, haven't you?" When Sister Astarte said this, she suddenly laughed, and at that moment the carriage suddenly stopped.

It's time to stop.

Kyle glanced out the window, turned his head, and said with a big smile on his face, "What you said, does it have anything to do with me?" I'm just a mediocre half-blood succubus! ”

After speaking, the tail was stiff, and the little peach heart tail opened out, revealing small teeth, and bit down on Sister Astarte's major artery.

The smile on Sister Astarte's face became hideous, and in a trance it seemed as if he had heard someone say:

"You've been strengthened, send it!"

Bored! Today I just want to bleed a river!