Weird Fantasy: My Life Simulator

Chapter 260: The Eleventh Empress Irene[2](4/5)

Luo Hao, sitting in the carriage, looked at the scene outside.

Although it is an imperial capital, there is not a lot of people on this street right now.

It may be due to the relatively biased status. There are only twos and threes of slaves, helping some merchants to carry goods.

And Luo Hao, the reason for this trip was that the family was going to buy a slave for Luo Hao.

After the children of the blacksmith's family reach the age of seven, they will begin to learn everything about blacksmiths in the family.

Because some work of the blacksmith needs some very physical slaves to help.

So just today, a housekeeper in the family came to bring Luo to this place.

The carriage moved slowly, and Luo Hao looked out the window all the way.

Finally, after about a stick of incense, the carriage stopped at a huge place like a circus tent.

"Young Master, we are here, you can get off the car."

An old voice from under the carriage reached Luo Hao, who had been taking care of Luo Hao since he was a child, butler Havel.

He is a commoner who has worked in the Yahak family since he was a child.

Luo Hao stepped out of the carriage. A slave was crawling on the ground, like a stepping stone, trying to serve as a step to support Luo Hao's right foot.

But Luo Hao just took a look, and did not step on the slave and jumped out of the carriage.

Although the grade is currently relatively small, Luo Hao has never stopped exercising when his body allows it.

In the seven-year-old grade, the physical condition has long been comparable to that of a twelve or thirteen-year-old child.

"Welcome to the slave farm of the Imperial Capital, Dear Yahak Bell Young Master."

"I am Beckham, the head of this slave farm, and I am honored to serve you today."

Just after Luo Hao jumped out of the carriage, not far away, a man with fat head and big ears walked towards Luo Hao with a big belly.

"Hello, Mr. Beckham.

Luo Hao nodded and greeted him. He was not a nobleman but was far more noble than a nobleman.

I have never learned any etiquette since I was a child, and no one would care about this with a future forge so uninteresting.

Beckham immediately stretched out his hand and signaled Luo Hao to walk towards the slave farm.

Butler Havel also followed Luo Hao with his hands behind his back.

The three of them walked into the slave yard together, and the outermost were ordinary people and old people who were very thin.

Just like the inside of a jewelry store, the outermost ones are all inferior goods.

And Beckham also seemed to understand what Luo Hao was for this time, and he didn't stay on the outside, but walked quickly inside with Luo Hao.

Among the huge prisons, five or six slaves were held in twos and threes.

Every skinny skeleton came out, and it was the standard of malnutrition at first glance.

In these troubled times, the country itself is extremely dark. Regarding the slave trade, the empire will not prevent and control the slave trade, and will encourage the slave owners to come to the slave trade.

And these slaves at the moment are all prisoners who have committed crimes or left behind after the war.

Everyone, as long as they are treated as slaves, then this life is probably the same as the end.

Luo Hao walked all the way, the gloomy despair in every slave's eyes was seen by Luo Hao.

But in the cage in one of the corners, a girl with a disheveled hair and a slightly delicate appearance made Luo Hao's footsteps stop slightly.

The little girl in front of Luo Hao felt very unusual, and there was no despair in her eyes.

It seems to be not much different from Luo Hao's grade, and should be about two years older than Luo Hao.

But there was a strong hatred in her eyes. With her hands wrapped around her knees and her palms loosened slightly, Luo Hao also saw the nail marks on the little girl's two dirty arms from the dim oil lamp.

There was still a hint of blood red on the scar that had just crusted.

"Bell Young Master, how come you stopped."

Butler Havel watched Luo Hao stop, and did not promptly prompt him. Instead, he looked at where Luo Hao's sight was.

In Havel's eyes, Luo Hao is just a child now. It is normal to have this reaction when he sees a child who is not much different from his own grade.

"It's okay, let's go, butler Javier."

Luo Hao shook his head, and instead of continuing to say anything, he continued to move forward.

On the inner floor, there are a group of strong men, some with savage faces, some with expressionless faces.

...For flowers...

But each one is the same, living in the grade of a young man, with a very large body.

Even Shang's own sackcloth can't cover up their refined muscles.

"Bell Young Master, here are all the strong men in our slave farm."

"Each of them can meet the needs of Bell Young Master. Physical work is what they do best.

A smile appeared on Beckham's face, as if showing off in front of Luo Hao, constantly pointing to every strong man.

"Mr. Beckham, these slaves are not good at all.

"Don't forget the name of the Ahak family, we are going to see some more advanced slaves."

Havel frowned slightly, and before Luo Hao could speak, he was the first to express his dissatisfaction.

..............0

There was a slight embarrassment on Beckham's face, and he didn't reply. Instead, he took the two of them and continued walking inside.

When walking inside, a huge black cloth blocked an area.

After the special guards pulled the black cloth away, the scene inside was bloody.

Everywhere there are young women wearing short commoners, and part of their snow-white skin is exposed.

There are even some slaves of different races, such as elves with transparent wings and pointed ears on their backs.

Or some half-orcs with dark skin and animal characteristics.

However, these are not the purpose of Luo Hao's trip, after traveling not much distance again.

The three of them stopped outside a huge door. The guards outside the door were full of energy and blood, and they knew they were good at first glance.

After seeing Beckham come, he immediately began to push the huge door.

"Bell Young Master, Javier butler, this is the most precious cargo of our slave farm."

"It was originally intended to be sent to the auction house, but now it turns out that Bell Young Master needs it, so naturally it must be taken out.

Beckham looked at Luo Hao flatteringly, as if he hoped that this child, who was only a few years old, would have a deeper impression of him.

However, Luo Hao's eyes did not turn on Beckham.

But the line of sight has been staring at the door that gradually opens, and the few prisoners in the door,

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