His hands were tied behind his back, and the joints of his whole body were tightened with ropes. Two grown men carefully held down the boy who was trying to struggle like an angry lion. Under the overly cautious suppression, Roland could only accept the fiddling of connoisseurs, and when the cold fingers reached into the clothes, extremely carefully and disgustingly explored and caressed the smooth and tender skin unique to the child, and selected the favorite parts of the pork to rub and rub quite elastic, the gagged roar reached its highest point.

"Woo woo woo !!!"

"Sensitive kittens—qualifications, good looks, let's check them out later." ”

Enjoying the silent scolding and screaming, the slave trader Thomas Sullivan twisted Roland like a child's prank, pulled his hand out of the boy's clothes, and the attendant beside him hurriedly handed over a handkerchief embroidered with poppies, and the bearded slave merchant carefully wiped his hands so that not even the nails were missing.

The thieves despised the pretentious Albion in their hearts, touching the boy's body obscenely one moment, and wiping their hands as if they were dirty the next moment - the hypocrisy of the [Albion Gentleman] annoyed the thieves who were loyal to their instinctive actions.

As for the so-called inspection, it is really only pedophilia, or the guy who broke off the following words, and it can't change the rotten nature of it.

"The goods have been experienced, give a price. ”

"80 kroner. ”

"Less, 150 crowns. ”

"Don't be too greedy, this is still a chick that can't be used. Unless you are 4 or 5 years older, 80 crowns. ”

"Don't pretend to be garlic. Who doesn't know where you're going to end up with your goods, and what is 150 crown......s?

"Shut up! Eric Red! If you think you've had enough, find yourself a creek to jump into. Otherwise, someone will help you to meet the Almighty Mother Goddess, 95 crowns!

Tearing off Sven's mask in an instant, Sullivan's blunt tone was by no means pretentious, and the squire behind the slave merchant put his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist. The metal that left the scabbard slightly reflected a chilling light.

"Okay...... 100 kroner. ”

Knowing what it was like for Albion to tear his face and go crazy, Red swallowed his spit, smacked his lips, shrugged his shoulders, and led his subordinates, who had just stopped their legs from trembling, to follow the slave merchant's accountant to get the money to settle the bill.

"Perhaps...... It's time to change the people you work with. ”

Restrained the cannibalistic and vicious expression. Sullivan's valuation eyes fell back on Roland, and his fat lips curled inwardly.

"Forget it...... This is a first-class product of 300 crowns, and His Majesty will be happy. ”

Nothing is known about the Albiang language. I don't know how Majesty exists. Roland's angry and uneasy eyes cast the bearded man's wanton smile. The sticky malice and mocking human face is more horrifying than the cannibal beast with its tongue sticking out, panting and salivating.

The rough hand lifted his chin again, forcing his face to turn to the side. The playful eyes licked every inch of his face, and the man behind him pressed his body harder, and there was a sound of footsteps coming this way.

"I don't understand the benefits of playing with boys, but the edict requires that you must be a healthy boy, and I can only say that you are unlucky, you were born at such a time, and you were caught by that bald pig's head. ”

The slaves traded in the Lapish language that Roland could understand, but the strangely pleasant content confused the boys, and the unreachable fields and information were heard by the boys, who had been living an ordinary and wealthy peasant life. It's too strange and distant.

In an information-closed society, there are very few people who can realize the terrible truth behind the bizarre and vague ridicule.

[King Edward IV of Albion is a pervert who can roll the sheets regardless of gender, whether he is an adult or not. 】...,

With the exception of the Albions, who could not talk about it and were silent about the rumor, Charlemagne, Lapland, Serres, and even Castile, who were fond of young white-skinned boys, expressed a blatant disdain for it.

After all, even the nobles Charlemagne, who had a deep private life, and the Castilian warriors who liked [comrades], would not have considered attacking a boy of 4 or 5 years old in peacetime, let alone using a boy to treat a hidden disease that could not be lifted—this kind of behavior that makes people feel disgusting from thought to action.

"If you don't know Albion, you can teach it, and if you don't know court etiquette, you can learn it, but if you don't cure the problem of biting, you will be in trouble...... Ah. I almost forgot that there was a dentist in Lundinum who specialized in treating this condition. ”

In the hot spring baths of the King's Villa, the juveniles gathered to treat the inadequacy of the King of Albion will be responsible for diving into the water, sucking, biting, and caressing the King's nakedness...... Undertake to serve the needs of the king with the mouth and body. To prevent the process of not knowing ventriloquism and trying to resist the boy bites the king. As soon as they arrive in Albion, a special tooth extractor will carefully pull out all the boys' teeth, and the reason why this is done is to prevent the children who have a tooth replacement period from regrowing their teeth.

"However, it is to serve His Majesty the King, if you can be favored by diligence, even if you do not have an official status, the life of a [lover] will be very nourishing, than to stay in this kind of cold and dead country and worry about robbers and orcs, and be born in obscurity, work, and die, life in the court must be easier and more comfortable, such a beautiful face is very suitable for enjoying luxury, be happy, and laugh." ”

In the laughter of self-concern and schadenfreude, the fingers like chicken feet took off the belt and prepared to take off Roland's pants in one go-

"Lord Sullivan, Colt in charge of the examination has dysentery and says he can't come today. ”

The extremely fortuitous and extremely lucky interjection cut in from the side, and the fingers that had hooked the waistband of the trousers stopped, and the strong helpers looked at their bosses.

"Isn't it amazing?"

The former sailor's beard twitched along with his cheeks, the poppy handkerchief covered his nose, and the cold words of dealing with the sick made the men tremble uncontrollably.

The men who beg for a living at sea know very well that the treatment of patients with infectious diseases is often not to know when they can arrive, but to be buried at sea by the violent and beautiful sea to accommodate and relieve the suffering of the sick. It is the fate of most sailors to experience the hand washing of the waves before their death, and the infected are no exception.

"Please take a look at the husband, it's not too powerful, Colt is strong enough, and he can be cured after a few days of rest. ”

"It's a nuisance...... Forget it, the ship will set sail in three days, and it will be too late to return to the country for another inspection, so let's take him down and lock up the dog first, they all like to bite, and it would be good for them to communicate with each other. ”

The men dragged Roland away, and the trading floor without buyers and sellers was immediately filled with other traders, and the slave market, which was full of money and sin, was far from being idle enough to stagnate for a commodity, and everyone had done their best to ensure their own survival in this dung pit.

So—

The FAU, with its optical camouflage applied, would never be discovered by humans who could see nothing but themselves and money, and the short rod, which completely blended into the background, reversed direction and followed the slave traders. (Your support is my biggest motivation.) ),