Lord of Glory

After leaving the cathedral, Paladin did not want to return to Nurba so soon. It has been a long time since he fused light elements. Harvey, the temporary robber, couldn't come back anytime soon. So what he has to do now is to go to the slave house and look for some strong slaves.

At Adderley it was evident that the slave-house was as familiar as the cathedral. You don't even need to ask for directions. There is a big sign on the road that can be seen clearly from ten meters away: "Slave House, walk one hundred meters ahead." And there is a line of small words below the sign: "Please bring your own deodorizer." Handkerchief." Paladin ignored it, crossed the sign, and walked into another road. The scene suddenly changed! It's like traveling through space!

Paladin stopped in confusion, turned around and looked at the bustling street not far behind him. But here a few meters away, there was silence. Paladin took a closer look and saw that the people walking on this road were all wearing fine clothes, and there were even carriages passing by in twos and threes. He looked like he was a noble again. In addition to the nobles, there were either mercenaries carrying shields and swords, or soldiers holding spears and wearing chain armor. Needless to say, these weapons are used to maintain the transactions here.

Paladin took a deep breath and strode in. The surrounding sergeants and mercenaries looked at Paladin with curious eyes. Apparently the priest's robe that he didn't have time to take off made these soldiers feel fresh. It’s not that the priest won’t come, but if he comes, he will change his clothes.

The whole road was very deserted. In Paladin's imagination, slaves were all selling slaves along the street. But there are no slaves or slave owners at all here. And just when Paladin was wondering if he was going the wrong way.

The few young nobles walking in front suddenly nodded, turned right and walked towards an ordinary house next to them. Paladin suddenly became suspicious, but saw two nobles standing at the door. They took out scented handkerchiefs from their pockets. After coughing lightly, a young man wearing a canvas hat immediately opened the door from the inside, without any surprise. He opened his body and spread his hands humbly, revealing the situation inside the house.

This moment! After Paladin saw what was inside, he even had the urge to curse! Seeing the two nobles entering, Paladin quickly followed and walked into the room. In just a moment, the disgusting smell of sweat and body odor suddenly hit my face! Paladin's face immediately turned ugly, and he decisively took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and covered his mouth and nose. I just feel better. Looking at the two nobles from a distance, they had already taken out their handkerchiefs and looked naturally appreciative.

This is a room. Of course it can be understood this way. But to be precise, this is a series 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 one huge warehouse! Looking around, in the almost endless corridor, hundreds of people, large and small, each occupied a place, building cages with simple iron bars. A dozen slave owners stood in front of the shop shouting about their goods. Several strong men with their faces covered like thugs were beating with leather whips, and they would whip mercilessly any goods they saw being dishonest.

Frowning, Paladin walked along the aisle left in the huge warehouse and looked at the goods locked in cages. There are women and there are men. There are children, and naturally there are old men and women. Without exception, all these goods had their clothes stripped off, and they were all naked and lying in the cage with numb and lifeless expressions. These slaves had thick iron rings around their necks and iron bars connected to the walls with chains. Make sure you don't run away. Paladin walked in the inner world of this society and looked at these slaves who were not regarded as the same kind. He suddenly remembered the piglets trapped in the pen waiting to be slaughtered in the Free Masons' Union when he was a child. The desperate eyes of the little pig lying on the ground helpless at that time overlapped with this moment.

"Oh, Father. You are merciful and merciful. Look at this woman, she is from the Mulam people over there in the desert. Although the color is a little darker, but this touch, tsk tsk. It will definitely make you feel more energetic the next day. !" After passing by a stall, a big man wearing a hunter's hat and a dense yellow beard saw Paladin. Promote your products immediately and without hesitation. After that, he used the wooden stick in his hand to push the numb woman away, exposing her breasts for Paladin to watch.

Paladin immediately frowned, the woman looked like she was about to die. The amount of the refined Philosopher's Stone may be very rare. He didn't want to spend money to buy someone back and take care of him with all the effort until he was full and healthy before practicing again. Isn’t that water in the head? So Paladin just shook his head slightly and went straight to the next house. However, this businessman was obviously used to being ignored like this, so he immediately put on a smile and started selling to another passing noble.

Paladin looked left and right, feeling increasingly disappointed. The slaves displayed here range from big to small, but all of them look like they are about to die. After buying a living dead like this, Paladin could even feel the scream of the refined philosopher's stone. It hurts your self-esteem so much! "Please, please buy us!"

But just when Paladin was about to give up the idea of ​​buying a slave, a series of pleas suddenly came from the cage in the shop in front. Paladin looked around and saw several obviously built cages. Five young men about his own age were holding on to the cages and shouting at every passing noble. The colleagues around him looked at the joke, but the slave owner was also very angry, and kept beating him with the whip in his hand. But even so, the blood marks on the backs of several young people only made their desire for survival intensify in their eyes!

Paladin was stunned. This strong desire for survival. He was stunned! It's not that he pities these people. But Paladin recognized a fact. There is a desire for survival, and obviously he has not given up hope. He has not given up hope, but he has just become a slave. Becoming a slave soon means that your body has not deteriorated due to the torture of these slave owners, and your physical fitness is still within the range of refining a philosopher's stone! That said, these are the ingredients!

"Stop!" Paladin suddenly shouted with a righteous look. He strode over quickly. "Huh? What's wrong with this guest?" All the slave owners present focused on him, and even the little nobles who were checking the goods around him cast curious glances. When the five young men saw Paladin, they immediately said as eagerly as they had seen the savior: "Father, priest, 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 stunned slave owner thought he heard wrongly. However, after Paladin repeated it, he immediately nodded excitedly and said: "The deserters just captured from the battlefield are all strong, three gold coins each, haha." The slave owner rubbed his hands with a mean look on his face. He looked the strange priest up and down. But in his opinion, as long as he is willing to pay, he is a guest. He doesn't care what his status is.