"No one told me there was a woman among you. Siegel gritted his teeth and glared at the three people who were still awake: "My gold coins are likely to be insufficient, what should I do?"

"We've been pretending to be so good that no one sees she's a woman. Assassin Tim held out his wrist, the shackles still wrapped around it. He said to Siegel, "Help me untie it, and I'll go get her down." ”

"Are you here to entertain me?" Siegel knocked Tim's hand down, pushing him back. "Shut up! I'll see if I can get her out. ”

At this time, the price had already reached 1,400, and the auctioneer was dancing on the platform, using obscene language to stir up the emotions of the bidders. Siegel squeezed away the excited orcs and walked towards the front of the platform. Seeing that he was no longer observing him, Tim lowered his head and tried to pick the lock with the wire he had hidden in his mouth.

The "old accountant" kicked him in the back and said, "Don't make any more trouble. If you hadn't beaten the auctioneer with a wooden knife, there would have been so much trouble. ”

"Is this my fault?" Tim was still unconvinced: "That auctioneer kept touching my genitals, and if he didn't strangle him, I was very restrained." Besides, pretending to be a slave to sneak in, this would have been a stupid idea. ”

"Yes, that's a stupid idea. The alchemist bit his lip, constantly calculating in his heart.

The price stagnated around 1,800 gold coins, which was more than three times that of an ordinary slave girl and double that of an average archer. The mixed buyers in the audience have been divided into classes, only the general-level slave owners, their agents are still bidding, and the others are more just joining in the fun.

Siegel squeezed to the front desk and glanced at the auctioneer. The current price has exceeded the amount of gold on Siegel's body, and he will have to use other items to offset the price. But it had to go through the auctioneer to comply with the rules, but the orc simply ignored it.

"Nineteen hundred gold coins. The red-eyed general Ruger, the orc in the short yellow cloak, raised his hand and said the price. No one shouted for another one this time, because the body of the last orc who did so was still lying in the dirt not far away. As for who stabbed her to death, no one cared. All you know is that Ruger's wallet has become more bloated, and it is enough to have enough money to spend.

"Nineteen hundred gold coins, is there anything higher?" the auctioneer foamed, more excited than anyone else. The one-eyed father is just a human slave, what is it? Thinking that letting a changed orc with no nose take three hundred gold coins will make me obedient, he will suffer now, right? If I had given me five hundred gold coins earlier, I would have made all five transactions successful, the auctioneer thought to himself.

"Okay, it's sold!" the auctioneer deliberately ignored the one-eyed man's gaze at him, and pushed the female shooter towards the red-eyed general. The orc laughed, but instead of touching it, he threw a rag over him and put it over the shooter. Siegel's eyes lit up and he hurriedly stepped forward.

"Your Excellency, please stay. Siegel stood in front of the yellow cloak, pointed at the female archer with his hand, and hurriedly said, "I want this slave." ”

The orc was stunned for a moment, then flew like thunder, pulled out the long knife from the waist of the attendant next to him and slashed it down. Siegel expected that the orcs would make a move if they didn't agree with each other, and he had been prepared for a long time. He took two steps to the right, the dragon's tooth dagger in his palm, and flicked his arm. There was only a crisp sound, and the dagger was nailed to the long knife, drilling a hole in the blade.

Siegel slammed the long knife with the palm of his other hand, splitting the weapon in two along the cracks in the blade. Before the yellow-cloaked orc's henchman rushed up to close the circle, he raised his dagger and shouted, "This is the weapon I used in exchange, the Dragon's Tooth Dagger." ”

In orc society, only the value of weapons is above all else. A good weapon can be exchanged for power, status, wealth, and women. The orc general waved his hand, first stopping his men, and then taking a good look at the dagger. In the brief confrontation just now, he did not feel a huge force coming from the blade, which showed that the dagger itself was sharp enough to destroy the metal structure of the long knife, and it was a complete crushing of the material or manufacturing process. He could be sure that this was not some special combat technique, but only a manifestation of a weapon.

"What do you want this female archer to do?" the red-eyed general asked, and he laughed, "Can your old bird still be used? Even if you give birth to a child, it doesn't have to be your species, right?"

"General Kabu will like this woman. "He used to talk about the need for a good archeryman. This woman is also good-looking, as long as she trains well, she can come in handy. ”

"Show me your dagger. "General Ruger reached out and demanded it.

Siegel shook his head, if he handed the dagger, he would never come back. "If you agree to the deal, the dagger will be served, but not until then. ”

"If I don't look at your dagger, how can I know the quality of the goods?"

"It's also unknown how good the female shooter is, so it's still a fair deal. ”

"Why didn't you just bid directly with a dagger, but come to me when it's over?" General Ruger frowned and said, "Do you think I'm more likely to be bewitched?"

"General Kabu, like you, worked for Three-Eyed and was on the side of Three-Eyed before Hammer Spirit died. Siegel recounts the history that Fezak told him: "It shows that you have a better eye than anyone else, and only with such a vision can you understand the preciousness of this dagger." ”

General Ruger pinched his chin and glanced back and forth between the dagger and the slave woman. He reached out and ripped the cloth off the female shooter, making her stand naked in front of everyone again, and then observing the gaze of the "one-eyed daddy". Siegel hid the sympathy in his eyes, deliberately put on a lustful look, stared at the woman and couldn't help but look up and down, and deceived the red-eyed general.

"The dagger is worth a maximum of fifteen hundred gold coins. General Ruger said: "More is not appropriate." ”

"You're a bargain. In order to prevent extraneous complications, Siegel nodded and agreed: "I will give you the dagger, and I will give you another five hundred gold coins, what do you think?"

The orc nodded: "Say hello to General Kabu on my behalf." Then he pushed the slave girl into Siegel's arms and left the auction house with the dagger. His retinue followed closely, one of them holding a platinum coin paid by Siegel in his hand.

The auction was going on, but Siegel wasn't in the mood to stay any longer. He summoned a mule cart, threw five people and a dog in the wagon, and brought them back to the grocery store.

After closing the door, he unshackled the crowd, found clothes for the girls, and then splashed water on Count Maxim to wake up. The nobleman was clearly angry about the punch in his stomach and didn't give Siegel a good look at all. He took matters into his own hands and left Siegel to the sidelines.

"Mr. Eric, you make a list of potions, and we'll get the rest done as soon as possible. Gelbao, you are responsible for finding all the raw materials and working on the alchemy. Tim, you and I go to the houseboat to see if our wood has arrived at the warehouse, and then go to the harbor to find the boat. Mana, you're in charge of protecting the alchemist. ”

The female shooter nodded, her gaze turning to Siegel. Her face flushed, and she said with some embarrassment: "May I ask the old man, do you have a longbow here?"

"Yes. Siegel answered the lady's question, then took out a few belts and hoops from the shelves, and slammed them in front of Count Maxim. "If you don't have a slave collar, no one can leave the grocery store. This is not Waterdeep, but the orc fortress Makabuta, here to listen to Fezak. ”

"One-eyed man, figure it out, I'm the commander of the action. The Count straightened his back and looked at Siegel condescendingly. "Just because we entered the city by dressing up as slaves doesn't mean we're slaves. Put your iron collar away, and you don't have to tell us what to do. ”

"In this city, you either have a brand on your face or you need to have an iron collar around your neck, otherwise you will be noticed by patrols as soon as you leave the port and the brothel. The inspections here are much stricter than those in Waterdeep, so put away your pie and listen to my advice: bring all the collars on. ”

The collar is of iron with a tin pattern and the name of General Ka'b engraved in the dwarven language. Behind the collar is a strap that can be tied, and after wearing it, it can be passed through with red-hot rivets, and then tightened, and when it cools, it cannot be unfastened. According to the idea of the orcs, the only way to untie the slave collar is to cut the belt, so once it is found that the lone slave does not have a collar, or sees that the belt is damaged, he can be killed directly, and there is no reason at all.

"You've been in the orc place for so long that you've forgotten about humility and etiquette, aren't you? You're just a spy, you just need to complete the task I've given you. ”

Looking at the Count's bare head, Siegel couldn't help but wonder why Waterdeep had sent such a guy on a mission. Maybe he was brave enough and sacrificial, but this temper and brain could only make him die in vain. Siegel looked at the alchemist Eric behind the Earl, and his dwarf assistant Gelbao, who were actually the key to completing the task.

But don't let your stupid teammates make a mess of the whole thing.

"Count Maxim. Siegel spoke. He directly called out the other party's name, which surprised several people, and even the alchemist frowned. "With your powers of observation, I don't think you can tell anything from the warehouse, let alone the harbor to find a ship. You're so close to me that you can't see the problem. ”

Siegel took off his blindfold, revealing his intact eyes, their black eyes blazing, and looking with interest at the look of surprise on the count's face. "I'm not the one-eyed daddy Fezak, but the royal baron of the Starry Kingdom. If I'm not mistaken, your earldom was awarded by the Council of Lords of Waterdeep, and is only useful in Waterdeep, not recognized by other kingdoms. So in Makabuda, in front of me, you are only a commoner, and my identity is that of a knight. "Siegel didn't even mention his status as a mage, and he didn't dare to use magic in the city anyway, so it was useless to talk about it. "Now I'm going to be honest and put the collar on. I'm going to find Daddy One-Eyed. Remember to me that your life and death and the success or failure of your mission will require his guidance. ”

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