Divine Civilization

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In the anticipation of everyone.

As the blackout curtains were lowered, Nuo Da's manor hall seemed to be plunged into darkness in an instant.

However, the servants quickly lit the lamps, and the entire hall became bright and warm. Even the air seemed to be filled with a faint fragrance because of the burning of these lamps.

"It's beeswax, real beeswax."

In the seat, Daniel leaned sideways and introduced in a low voice to Wu Hui beside him, "But it seems that some special incense is added in it, you know, it's something rich people like, if you don't like it, brother Wu Hui If so, I have some cooling ointment here, which can relieve some... um... that hotness."

"There's no need to worry about this small dose of gadgets." Wu Hui waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to worry about it.

Wu Hui has been in this world for a long time, and he already has a certain understanding of this world.

Speaking of this beeswax, it is a valuable and good thing. In addition to the high medicinal value of beeswax itself, candles made of beeswax are different from the paraffin wax used by civilians that will emit black smoke when lit.

Candles made of beeswax not only do not produce dirty pollution, but also produce brighter flames after being lit, and also have the effect of purifying the air and strengthening the body and mind.

Because it is not easy to obtain and the value is high, usually only high-class nobles like Blake and Daniel, or occasions like the Royal Grand Theater have this kind of capital to use beeswax lighting.

Of course, although the price is expensive, the effect is also very obvious. Illuminated with beeswax and reflected by the carefully designed mirror of the lamp, it will definitely make the whole room bright and magnificent.

It's just that Viscount Taylor lit dozens of lanterns at once and used hundreds of sticks of beeswax. This is beyond description, it is simply a luxury!

As for some of the incense in Daniel's mouth, it is a little bit of special medicine added to beeswax by some wealthy businessmen and nobles who are obsessed with pleasure.

After all, nobles and wealthy merchants who indulge in excessive sex all day long usually have more than enough energy, so it is often best to have a little incense to add to the fun during happy moments.

Daniel is also a careful person. He was worried that Wu Hui, who only had level 2 strength, would be affected by the incense, so he gave a reminder.

But don't forget that Wu Hui's true identity is a god with a strong spirit, even if he is really poisoned, he can be cured in minutes.

However, many rich merchants and nobles present, together with their attendants, began to turn red and their emotions were high. That kind of greedy atmosphere had already filled every corner of the hall.

"It's really a luxury."

Wu Hui rubbed his chin, looked around slowly, and thought to himself that this fat pig-like Viscount Taylor, who has long controlled the maritime trade of Ampro Port and the surrounding area, seems to be rich enough to be rich.

And the rich merchants and nobles at the scene, who are so extravagant and promiscuous, would probably scare people to death if they scratched the oil and water in it casually, right?

"Clatter!"

At this moment, a series of sounds of iron chains being pulled suddenly came in from the side door.

The whispering guests in the hall all subconsciously quieted down. One by one, they turned their gazes to the side door of the hall. The ones who were about to be sent up were the first batch of "goods" tonight.

"Masters, the goods that are about to be sent into the market now are the best... male slaves in Thorn Ridge so far!"

Following Viscount Taylor's old butler, standing in the center of the hall, he shouted, and tonight's main show officially began.

However, the word "male slave" made Wu Hui vomit, and immediately lost much interest.

As an outsider, he already has a certain understanding of the slavery system in this world.

Under normal circumstances, female slaves are often more valuable than male slaves, especially young and beautiful female slaves, no matter where they are, they are in high demand. Male slaves are much inferior, at least in many cases, the price of male slaves is much cheaper than female slaves.

After all, in this world, patriarchy occupies a large proportion. Those in power and dignitaries are mostly men. Their preferences and needs naturally determine the price trend of this market.

But one thing is certain, whether it is a man or a woman, once reduced to a slave, this life will be dark, and there will be no hope for the rest of life except a tragic death.

The good program arranged by Viscount Taylor is probably the slave trade that is popular among the noble class.

Shaoqing.

As the sound of the "cracking" chains got closer, tonight's "goods" finally walked to the center of the hall, dragged by several servants.

Wu Hui, who frowned just now, couldn't help frowning when he saw these male slaves, and immediately looked at them with admiration.

There are a total of a hundred of these male slaves. They are naked, with only a loincloth covering their bodies, and each hand and foot is chained. They wear rough collars symbolizing slavery around their necks, and they are connected with each other by iron chains. Make each other restrain each other, unable to act arbitrarily.

After they entered the arena, they lined up neatly in the hall, their expressions were either numb or sad, and many of them had scars left by swords, but there was no doubt that they were all powerful and heroic.

Wu Hui took a closer look and found that these male slaves were different from the oriental men he was familiar with. These male slaves have dark brown hair, well-defined faces, high nose bridges, and taller and taller bodies than everyone around them, especially their strong legs, powerful arms, and large bulging chest muscles. There is no strong masculine masculinity everywhere.

In order to sell them at a good price, Viscount Taylor ordered someone to rub essential oils on these male slaves to make his muscles more obvious.

At first glance, it looked like the Greek sculptures Wu Hui had seen on Earth before. Every body was full of the beauty of wildness and strength.

"Godhead, scan these male slaves."

Wu Hui glanced secretly, and found that the physical fitness of these male slaves was as strong as beasts, with the lowest strength reaching level 2, and 30% of the male slaves even reached level 3. As a soldier, this rank is placed outside, it is comparable to the king's guards!

Even compared to the templar knights carefully cultivated by Wu Hui, they are probably a bit more powerful.

There is no way, perhaps because of the characteristics of the race, these foreign male slaves are tall and big, and in terms of physical fitness alone, they are obviously much stronger.

It's just that these strong and powerful fighters were reduced to the lowest slaves, which surprised Wu Hui.

"Haha, Lord Black, and friends, have you opened your eyes?"

Perhaps seeing the surprise of Black, Wu Hui and others, Viscount Taylor rubbed his fat belly and said with a smug smile, "They are all Horus, born fighters!"

"Herus? I've heard of this race."

Daniel's eyes lit up, and he seemed to think of something, so he turned sideways and introduced to Wu Hui and Black, "The Horus people are not people from our empire, they live on the far coast of the Western Sea, where they established a union based on a large tribe. A city-state is a fighting nation where all the people are soldiers.”

"This friend is very knowledgeable!"

Viscount Taylor didn't recognize Daniel's real identity, but in order to curry favor with Earl Blake, he still smiled politely, "The Herus people are the enemies of our empire. Half a year ago, the powerful Black Skull Henry, the powerful overlord of the West Sea, looted A town of the Herus people, through a middleman, finally bought a group of strong and strong Herus male slaves from the hands of the black skull."

"Black Skull Henry is a notorious pirate in the West Sea. Even the King's Navy can't do anything to him." Daniel reminded Wu Hui again.

Wu Hui nodded in response, and at the same time secretly admired in his heart that Daniel, the grandson of the duke, was indeed well-informed, and he, the God of Light, was indeed lucky to be able to subdue him.

But now it seems that there are not only sea clans making waves at sea, but also pirates dominating one side, and neither sea clans nor pirates seem to be underestimated.

Right now, as the God of Light, if he wants to expand his belief and territory to the whole world, it is really not an easy task.

It can be seen that upgrading the godhead is imminent.

"The batch of Herus male slaves I bought totaled 350 people, but after three months of sea voyage, only these 100 people survived!"

Having said that, Viscount Taylor turned his face around, and at the same time deliberately raised his voice, "These hundred people are the healthiest and strongest Herus fighters!"

"Now one hundred Horus male slaves are all packaged up for auction!"

The old butler standing in the middle of the hall received a look from Viscount Taylor and immediately announced loudly, "The starting price is 80 Gold Franks!"

"Huh!"

Many rich merchants and nobles at the scene, as well as their personal servants, immediately started noisy discussions and auctions.

80 gold franks is not cheap, ordinary farms can't earn a gold frank even after a year of hard work. Moreover, a good young female slave on the market is only a dozen or so Silver Zacks.

However, the starting price of 80 gold franks is undoubtedly a very reasonable price compared with a hundred strong Herus fighters.

One must know that these one hundred Horus male slaves can be excellent bodyguards, mercenaries, and gladiators when bought back. Of course, if there are some people with special hobbies, these one hundred male slaves are undoubtedly the best male servants in the entire Thorn Ridge, and even the entire Principality.

In short, it only needs a one-time consumption, which is much cheaper than raising an army of 100 people slowly.

"Wow, big brother Wu Hui, foreign lands, pirates, slaves, strong Herus warriors... put together is simply an epic mythical story! My little brother, I really want to write a poem to express my feelings. My emotions are surging!"

Blake Litton, whose body is full of literary bacteria, once again made up countless plots in his brain, grabbed Wu Hui's hand, and wanted to sing loudly.

However, Wu Hui pressed it down: "Okay, okay, you just accumulate it as material. Didn't you see that it's being auctioned now?"

Blake let out an "oh" and sat down in great agreement.

The current auction has quickly entered a white-hot stage, and the price has also risen all the way to 135 gold franks!

According to the discussions of the people around, Wu Hui learned that the two most competitive ones are Lady Daisy's housekeeper, and the other is a slave owner from a nearby city.

This slave owner is not simple. He owns an underground arena in the local area and is a very famous and rich man in the local area. If he took down these one hundred Herus male slaves, whether he acted as guards and thugs, or let them enter the arena and become gladiators, it would definitely increase his reputation and earn him a lot of money.

As for Countess Daisy, the background is also not small, but Wu Hui shuddered as soon as her deeds were told.

This Lady Daisy was originally born in a nobleman, and married a well-known hereditary earl in the kingdom when she was young. However, Countess Daisy was extravagant and licentious, and died of her husband within a few years, and then inherited her husband's hereditary title.

With the backing of her natal family behind her, no one would have any objection to the hereditary title, and no one dared to object.

As a result, Countess Daisy owned a large manor and real estate, and her arrogant and indulgent life began to intensify. She especially liked male sex. Her Earl's mansion was filled with all kinds of strong and powerful male servants.

She also often exchanged maids with other noble ladies, or organized parties to have fun all day long. Every year, many good young people are tortured to death by them.

Now Lady Daisy is nearly forty years old and weighs over one hundred and fifty years ago, and her hobbies have become more and more weird and curious over the years. If these one hundred male slaves of Horus are in her hands, I am afraid that none of them will be able to survive. Have a good death.

At this time, most of the guests, including Wu Hui and Daniel, were full of sympathy for these poor male slaves of Herus.

"I, I offer 140 Gold Franks! Mr. Polk, you also know your countess' weird hobby. These Horus are excellent fighters. If they fall into the hands of your countess, it will be for nothing Waste!"

The slave owner who was near the city had already fought for two rounds with Daisy's housekeeper Pork, and at this moment he was forced to stare at him with a stern expression.

"Hehe, Hodge, you also know that they are what the baroness wants, how dare you fight for them?"

Lady Daisy's butler, Pok, didn't think so, but after carefully looking at the bulging loincloths of these Horus male slaves, he sneered more firmly, "I will bid 150 Gold Franks instead of Lady Daisy! "

"You, you... Sigh!" The slave owner Hodge wanted to speak several times, but finally swallowed the suffocation in his chest.

After all, Lady Daisy was rich and powerful, and the butler Pok, who attended the event instead of her, raised the price by 10 gold Franks in one breath, showing the momentum to accompany her to the end.

Coupled with the lofty status and profound background of Lady Daisy, among the many guests present, no one wanted to offend a big nobleman for the sake of a few male slaves.

At this point, the bid increase was finally over, and the old butler who presided over the auction immediately waved his hand and loudly announced that the winner of this auction was Lady Daisy's butler Pork.

Pork immediately saluted and apologized to Viscount Taylor happily. After all, he somewhat used Lady Daisy's reputation, which was a bit overwhelming.

Viscount Taylor also signaled with his eyes that he had sold a favor to Countess Daisy.

Sometimes human favors are more expensive than real gold and silver. Besides, one hundred Herus male slaves were auctioned off at a price of one hundred and fifty Gold Franks, and he also made a lot of money.

Therefore, selling Lady Daisy as a favor will make it easier to do things in her territory in the future, so why not do it?

Soon, one hundred Horus male slaves who were about to meet their tragic fate were taken down again by the Viscount's servants.

They will pack the car like goods, wait for the baroness's butler, and pick up the goods and leave after the feast is over.

"Alas, war is always merciless, and the world is full of misery. Only by believing in the Lord of Light can we gain peace of mind..." Blake looked at the male slaves who were taken down, and couldn't help but mourn for them.

Liliana, who had been silent all the time, seemed a little sullen under her calm face, while Master Gunter was still smoking a cigarette to himself.

In this world, those dignitaries and nobles will always do whatever they want. Right now, even though they are full of disgust towards the dirty slave trade, they can still only curse secretly in their hearts, unable to do anything about this phenomenon.

As for Wu Hui, he also felt very sorry.

If this group of strong Herus fighters were turned into Templars under his command, he was sure that with these powerful soldiers who were born in the womb to fight, they would definitely be able to create a force that was twice as strong as the regular army of the kingdom. , or even twice the outstanding combat power!

Of course, he also thought about selling it for auction, but unfortunately his pocket was empty.

Is it necessary to use the little divine power to make coins? That's just too extravagant, and it's too good to be overdone.

Seemingly seeing that Black, Wu Hui and others were not in a good mood, Viscount Taylor turned to Black and smiled mysteriously: "My lord, it was just a small adjustment, and the next thing is to prepare for you. goods!"

Speaking of Viscount Taylor, he clapped his hands again, and the secretive look in his eyes was beyond words, and all the men understood it.

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