After leaving the cathedral, Palatine didn't want to return to Nuerba so soon. It has been a long time since he performed light element fusion. Harvey, the makeshift robber, couldn't come back right away. So all he has to do now is to go to the slave station and find some strong slaves.
In Adeley, it is clear that the familiarity of the slave house is on the same level as that of the cathedral. You don't even need to ask for directions. A big sign on the road has words that you can see every ten meters: "Slave House, go 100 meters ahead." And there is a small line below the sign: "Please bring your own deodorant. Handkerchief." Palatine ignored it, crossing this street sign and walking into another road. The scene suddenly changed! It's like traveling through space!
Paladin stopped in a daze, and turned his head to look at the bustling street not far behind. But here a few meters away, there is silence. Paladin took a closer look and saw that the people walking on this road were wearing fancy clothes, and there were even carriages passing by in twos and threes. It seems to know that he is another nobleman. In addition to the nobles, they were either mercenaries with shields and swords attached to their backs, or soldiers with spears and chain armor. Needless to say, these weapons are used to maintain the transaction here.
Paladin took a deep breath and stepped inside. The sergeants and mercenaries around looked at Paladin with curious eyes. Apparently, the priest's robe he didn't have time to take off made these soldiers feel fresh. It's not that there are no priests coming, but if they come, they all change their clothes.
The whole road was very deserted. In Palatine's imagination, slave houses were all pulling slaves to sell along the street. But there is no slave or slave owner to be seen here at all. And just when Paladin wondered if he was going the wrong way.
The few little nobles walking in front suddenly nodded, turned right and walked towards an ordinary house next to them that could no longer be ordinary. Paladin suddenly became suspicious, but saw two nobles standing at the door, taking out a scented handkerchief from his pocket, and after a light cough, a young man in a canvas hat immediately opened the door from the inside, without any accident. He opened his body and humbly spread his hands, revealing the situation inside the house.
This moment! After Paladin saw what was inside, he even had the urge to scold his mother! Seeing the two nobles enter, Palatine quickly followed and walked into the room. In just an instant, the disgusting sweat and body odor came to my face! Paladin's face immediately became ugly, and he decisively took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and covered his mouth and nose. Just feel better. Looking at the two nobles from a distance, they had already taken out the handkerchief, and they naturally appreciated it.
This is a room. Of course it can be understood. But to be precise, it's a chain of houses! These damn slave traders actually opened up the entire street with hundreds of houses in three rows and three columns, and merged them into a huge warehouse! Dazzlingly, in the almost endless corridor, hundreds of people, large and small, each occupy a place, using simple iron rods to build a cage. More than a dozen slave owners stood in front of the shop and shouted about their goods. A few strong men, masked like thugs, beat the leather whip, and they whipped mercilessly when they saw any goods that were dishonest.
Frowning, walking down the aisle left in the huge warehouse, Paladin looked at the caged goods. There are women and there are men. There are children, and of course there are old men and women. Without exception, these goods were all stripped of their clothes, and they were all naked, lying in the cage with a numb and lifeless expression. These slaves had thick iron rings around their necks, and chains were attached to iron bars on the walls. Make sure you don't run away. Walking in the inner world of this society, Paladin looked at these slaves who were not regarded as the same kind, and suddenly remembered the little pig who was trapped in the fence waiting to be slaughtered in the Free Mason Association when he was a child. At that time, the little pig who was lying on the ground weakly, those desperate eyes overlapped with this moment.
"Oh, Father. You are merciful and merciful. Look at this woman, she is a Mulam from the desert. Although it's a little dark, but this feeling, tsk tsk. It will definitely make you feel better the next day. !" After walking past a stall, a big man with a hunter's hat and a thick yellow beard saw Palatine. Sell your products without hesitation. After saying that, he held the wooden stick in his hand to lift the numb woman away, exposing her chest, and showing it to Paladin.
Palatine frowned immediately, the woman looked like she was dying. The amount of Philosopher's Stone refined may be very rare. He didn't want to spend money to buy someone to go back, and he had to take care of it with great effort, and then practice when he was full and healthy. Isn't that water in the head? So Paladin just shook his head slightly and walked straight to the next house. However, the businessman was obviously used to being ignored like this, and immediately put on a smile and started selling to another passing noble.
Paladin looked left and right, more and more disappointed. The slaves here are big and small, but all of them look like they are about to die. Buying a living dead back in this way, Paladin could even feel the lamentation of the forged Philosopher's Stone. It just hurts self-esteem! "Please, please buy us!"
But when Paladin was about to give up the idea of buying slaves, a burst of pleading suddenly came from the cage of a shop in front of him. Paladin looked around, but saw that in several apparently built cages, five young people about his age were holding the cages and shouting desperately to every passing nobleman. The peers around looked at the joke, and the slave owner was also full of fire, and the whip in his hand kept whipping. But even so, the bloodstains on the backs of several young people made the desire to survive in their eyes even stronger!
Paladin was stunned. This intense survival **. Made him stunned! Not that he took pity on these people. Rather, Palatine identified a fact. There is a survival **, obviously did not give up hope, did not give up hope, just became a slave not long ago. Soon after becoming a slave, it means that the body has not been deteriorated by the torture of these slave owners, and the physical quality is still within the scope of refining the Philosopher's Stone! That said, these are the ingredients!
"Stop!" Paladin suddenly shouted righteously. Meteor strode over. "Huh? What's wrong with this guest?" All the slave owners present came to focus, and even the little aristocrats who were checking the goods cast curious glances. When the five young men saw Paladin, they immediately said as eagerly as they saw the Savior: "Father, Father, save us! Save us!"
Paladin gave them a reassuring look, turned to look at the slave owner and said, "How much are these five? I bought them." The slave owner thought he had heard it wrong. However, after Paladin repeated it, he immediately nodded excitedly and said, "The deserters just caught from the battlefield are all strong, each with three gold coins, hehe." The slave owner rubbed his hands with a mean face. He looked up and down the strange priest. But in his opinion, as long as he is willing to pay, he is a guest. He doesn't care what his identity is.