Just as Byron and his party walked into the Sailor and Cat Tavern and began to pick people.

A merchant ship named the Rainbow Trout, flying both the pirate flag and the Palme d'Or trading company flag, has just arrived at the docks through the fog.

Wow...

Michael, the Remet profiteer who had dealt with the Man-Shark once, swaggered onto the merchant ship.

He pinched a white silk handkerchief to cover his nose, and inspected it up and down in disgust, before nodding to the captain of the Rainbow Trout.

"Mr. James, unload!"

The fierce sailors on board immediately stood by with scimitars in hand.

When the lower hatch of the cargo ship was lifted, there was a foul smell that made them frown even if they were used to it.

The bright sunlight shone into the cabin, revealing the shocking scene inside.

People, it's densely packed with people!

More precisely, slaves, slaves from the Bantaan Islands.

The Rainbow Trout turned out to be a slave ship.

It was only a small circle larger than an ordinary merchant ship, and the cabin was full of more than 400 people.

They lay on their sides like sardine cans, one shackled next to the other, in the stinking bilge of the lower deck, even hellish air.

"Be honest with me, whoever dares to run around will be killed on the spot!"

After a sailor shouted in a broken indigenous language, a group of sailors pinched their noses and went down to the bottom to unlock the iron locks that were locked to the barn.

The shackles of the hands and feet, which still retained the cast iron, were threaded in chains and escorted ashore.

In the sunlight, it can be seen that these slaves have dark brown skin and are extremely robust.

A man can sell for about 26 pounds, a woman can sell for 20 pounds, and this boat is overwhelmingly male, and it can be sold for almost 10,000 pounds in total!

Moreover, in addition to the indigenous slaves, there was also a group of white-skinned indentured slaves on this ship.

There were four main types of Old World indentured slaves.

One is the bankrupt who is unable to repay his debts and can only sell himself; One is to work in exchange for the right to move to the colony;

The third is the unlucky ones who have been robbed or tricked into signing a contract; The last type is the prisoners who have been exiled by various countries.

Anyway, in the Old World, the slave trade has never disappeared from ancient times to the present, whether it is for its own people or for outsiders.

"Wait, Captain James, why is there a sick number in there?"

Misal, a profiteer, suddenly pointed to one of the indentured slaves and asked the captain of the slave carrier.

After a long journey at sea, although the others are not in good shape, they can at least walk on their own.

The slave didn't seem to have the strength to walk on his own, and was carried all the way on a stretcher by the other two indentured slaves.

"As far as I know, as long as a slave is sick on a ship, in order to prevent infecting other people, he will be thrown into the sea as soon as possible.

Why didn't you throw this slave away? ”

Captain Yunnu, who had gray hair but still couldn't hide his fierce aura, didn't care about Michael's questioning.

As a second-order pro-level [Treasure Guard] of the Golden Yuan Sequence, he has a higher status and older qualifications within the Golden Palm Trading Company than the former.

"Haha, this is a piece of gold, how can I be willing to throw it away? Take a closer look. ”

This is the second time recently that I have been ridiculed for my poor eyesight.

Michael frowned and stopped the group of indentured slaves, and stepped forward to look at the figure on the stretcher suspiciously.

Hiss——!

Suddenly gasped.

Miserable! It's so miserable!

The numerous whip marks on the skin that have been scabbed are just pediatrics, and they seem to be from the "nine-tailed cat", a torture instrument with lead bullets tied to the tip of the whip.

Apparently he had undergone a more severe torture, with the nails of both hands and feet being pulled out by force, and there were several marks of burning with a triangular soldering iron on his chest.

As a first-order [Golden Eye] of the Golden Yuan Sequence, Michael could still see that his left arm, shoulder, and ribs were comminuted and fractured, and his internal organs had been injured.

Look at the traces should be the heavy flail commonly used in the Knights of the Blood Cross in the Hattings!

The wound was not properly treated and had become infected and suppurated.

What's even more terrifying is that his face and hair are also as if they have been burned by fire, full of blisters, blood scabs, and unrecognizable, and there is no trace of the original at all.

The key is that even if he has been injured like this, he is still alive and tenaciously.

Even if he fell into a coma, he gritted his teeth, as if he was afraid that he would say something that he couldn't say in his sleep.

No one doubted that there must be some indestructible belief that supported him that he would never die, and his willpower was simply terrifying.

"Hehe, how's it going?

It was bought by a slave ship from a black doctor when it docked at a small port in the northern part of the Heights Strait Islands.

Simply because he can't afford the medical bills.

Don't look at this guy who looks half-dead now, when he is sober, he is a powerful martial arts side transcendent.

In order to subdue him, we also folded two good hands on the ship. ”

Hearing Captain Slave's explanation, Michael's mind automatically came up with this man's experience.

was caught by a plot, tortured, and tried his best to escape, but was beaten to death by the pursuing [Blood Cross Knights].

I'm afraid that I still have some terrible wanted warrant on my body, and in order not to be recognized, after escaping, I ruthlessly disfigured myself.

Ruthless enough!

Being ruthless to others is not ruthless, only those who are ruthless to themselves are really ruthless!

In the end, he was accidentally sold to a slave trader by a greedy black doctor.

Of course, as a profiteer, Michael has no conscience, and he is most concerned about sales.

"This man has been wounded like this, and he has been wasted.

Unless you find the high-level [Radiance Sacrifice] and [Corona Priest] in the church to consume their own life force for treatment, they can't be saved at all.

Even if you seek help from forbidden knowledge, you will have to pay a huge price to heal an injury of this magnitude.

He probably had to exchange the lives of several transcendents of the same level for him to get it back.

Can this be sold? ”

But I saw James smile intriguingly:

"No problem, you can't be sold as a slave, can't you be... Do you sell raw materials?

There was not a single borderland in the Old World, and the sales of these slaves were not very good.

At most, some lonely ladies buy two and go back to play.

But in a black area like Iron Anchor Bay, who says slaves can only be used for work?

Lawless pirates are not afraid of the sanction of the church, and there are countless pirates who have [forbidden knowledge].

Many ritual witchcraft require sacrifices, and the bodies and souls of transcendents are in short supply.

Most of the slaves sent this time were for the pirates who participated in the captain's council, or was it a seller's market with more wolves and less meat.

We are not just slave traders, we can also be suppliers of extraordinary materials.

You've just arrived at Iron Anchor Bay from the mainland, so study hard, Mr. Michael. Hahaha..."

......

In the tavern, Byron's face darkened slightly.

"Lamb, 24, is an elite gunner with clear eyebrows and an exhibitionist personality.

When I used to live with a group of pirates on the ship, I always had 20 days a month with limited mobility..."

"No, next."

"Olier, 28 years old, is very good at all aspects and is good at singing.

But I don't know why whenever he boarded a boat, which boat would often experience heavy rains, resulting in no harvest.

Ten voyages, eight heavy rains.

Notoriety is far away, and he has been blacklisted by the captains of Iron Anchor Bay. ”

"When you become a pirate, you might as well change careers and beg for rain. No, next. ”

"Next..."

Byron had the help of [Echoes of History], and he didn't need the pirates to introduce themselves, and he could see them all at a glance.

But after soaking in this "pirate talent market" for most of the day, I really gained very little.

The rest of those who are still in line for interviews are even more difficult to explain.

I don't know where Gus got these old guys, four uncles and three teeth.

Is this when pirates or retirement comes?

The bottom sailor is a heavy physical worker, if he can't achieve transcendence, he will not be able to do it in his thirties, and climbing up and down on the sail cable can cost him half his life.

Many of the Navy's Cadet officers were apprenticed at the age of fourteen or fifteen, and pirates were almost retired after the age of thirty-five.

Byron also knew that most of the good sailors during this time were taken over by those powerful pirate ships, and most of the rest were crooked melons and cracked dates.

And because a group of people are raising prices, the cost of settling in on the ship has also been raised a lot.

finally managed to get together about twenty barely usable, and Byron was a little exhausted.

He pinched the corners of his forehead hard, turned his head and asked:

"Gus, is there no one else?"

The local snake who had been following him with tea and pouring water shook his head with a wry smile:

"Captain Byron, basically everything that can be used is here, and the rest is even worse, it's really not the right time for you to recruit this time.

However, have you ever considered buying a group of slaves to serve as crew members? ”

"Slaves?"

"Yes, how about I take you to the slave guild in Iron Anchor Bay?

Many slave traders would display in their guilds the slaves they had just brought in from other places, and their professional skills may not be very strong, but their physique was absolutely nothing to say. ”

Hearing this suggestion, Byron's heart pounded.