Wizard: I Can Extract Everything

Wizard: I can extract all things Text volume 135: Hell Heath doesn't talk nonsense with them, just follow the soldiers nearby.

Hearing a 'boom' sound, the soldier suddenly flew out a few dozen meters away like a flying cannonball, and then slammed his head on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

A soldier's eyeball is about to fall.

Heath looked at them with a half-smile: "Do you still want to hold a spear at me?"

The faces of the soldiers changed drastically.

"what!"

"Strange...monster!"

They screamed and dropped their weapons and scattered.

Heath didn't bother to pay attention to them either. He flicked his finger lightly, and with a 'ding' sound, the silver coin in his hand flew into the air, and then rolled and fell to the ground.

Leading the horse, Heath walked through the hallway into the city.

Outside the city is hell.

The city is still hell.

There are basically no pedestrians on the desolate streets, and occasionally two people are in a hurry and look alert.

Hungry people can be seen everywhere, and every time someone passes by, they pull on the trouser legs of others and beg for "something to eat" and "I'm too hungry".

Starved corpses were randomly placed on the side of the road, many of which were rotting and smelly, and flies circled around the carrion.

The city walls were covered with corpses and human heads, many of which were eaten by crows, leaving only dead bones, which looked extremely terrifying under the light of beating torches.

"This taste..."

The pungent rancid smell made Heath cover his nose unconsciously, and he just wanted to speed up and get out of here.

But before he went far, he was treated like other pedestrians, and was grabbed by the hungry people on the legs of his trousers.

"Benevolent lord, give me something to eat. I haven't eaten for several days."

"I'm dying, give me something to eat."

"I beg you, sir, buy me. I am willing to be your slave, sir. I work diligently. I don't need wages, just give me something to eat."

Everyone went to war, no one was engaged in production, and famine naturally bred.

Hearing the beggars' words, Heath seemed to think of something at once, and his brows suddenly moved.

He grabbed a handful of silver coins and sprinkled it on the ground.

The beggars went crazy, and while they were madly grabbing the silver coins on the ground, they were grateful to Hiss.

"Oh! Silver! Silver!"

"Thank you, thank you sir!"

"Thank you, gracious lord!"

Although no one is engaged in production, they are still hoarding innumerable grains in the hands of wealthy businessmen who are struggling to make money. They have already started stockpiling grains from a long time ago when they smell the crisis. As long as they can afford the money, they can buy it. food.

try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} Heath asked, "Is there a slave market around here?"

This time, Heath estimates that he will live here for a long time. It is not convenient for him and a servant in such a big manor... Besides, he doesn't know if that servant is still there... The Dark Gaze spell is time-sensitive...

If there is no servant, what should I do if I clean the house, do the laundry and cook? It's impossible to rely on magic for everything, right? Besides, some trivial materials also need to be collected by people, right? It's impossible to do everything personally, right?

Now that we have this condition, buying some female slaves and using them back will be convenient for both the manor and myself, isn't it?

The beggars quickly replied: "In the small square on West Street, my lord."

"Where did Duke Dylan open up a market, as long as he can afford the money, any slave can be bought.

"

Heath said: "Thank you."

After speaking, he spilled a handful of silver coins again and went there.

Just after Heath walked away, the soldiers who had been guarding the gate of the city before dared to reemerge.

Several soldiers looked at their companions lying motionless on the ground like mud, and looked at the direction Heath was leaving, with lingering fears on their faces.

A soldier asked, "How... how?"

One of the soldiers panicked and said, "Quick...Go find the captain, find the captain."

...

After a while, the small square of Calero City.

Heath stood on this small square used by civilians in peacetime for entertainment and sacrificial celebrations, staring wide-eyed at the splendid scene ahead.

It really surprised him.

On a square about the size of a football field, there are large iron cages scattered around.

The ragged people were held in separate cages, male and female, most of whom looked young.

Some simply squatted on the side of the road, just tied a rope around their necks, and one end of the rope was tied to a post, or held in the hands of the slave owners.

There are also some people who can't see the slave owners, just squatting on the side of the road, with a sign in front of them with the price on it.

People are just like livestock, placed on the street for sale at will.

The cheapest, even a few mouthfuls of food.

Heath opened his mouth: "This history is really driving backwards..."

You must know that, in general, the wizarding world is in a feudal society, and it is also a common feudal monarchy. What is the definition of a feudal society?

Legally speaking, slave trade is actually illegal in most areas. Although there are also a group of people who enjoy de facto slavery, they are mainly concentrated in a few upper classes such as nobles and gentry, and most of them are defined as servants. , servants, servants and the like, many times even the slave himself does not realize that he is a slave.

try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} Now, slaves have become a common business, and they are so blatantly sold on the street. The regression of society is really not a star and a half. ...

Looking around, Heath walked into the market.

"Dear guest, do you want to see a slave? There's Sheeran's new slave girl."

"Sir, buy me, I'm willing to do anything."

"My lord, please take me away..."

"I am Lord Rawls' lover, my lord, look at me, I will not let you down..."

Seeing a customer come to the door, the market suddenly became active.

Slave merchants piled up enthusiastic smiles, and the slaves inside also crowded into the cage, selling themselves hard.

Most slave merchants do not keep slaves for nothing. Most of the slaves will be killed when they cannot be sold for a period of time. Even if some merciful slave merchants will occasionally let their slaves go, but in such an era, they are still very Difficult to live.

Because of this, they do their best to show themselves, hoping that they can be bought, even if they will lose their dignity and personality and live as a slave after that.

Survival of the fittest, those who can survive until this time are basically those with a strong desire to survive. They don't care about dignity or personality. As long as they can survive, even being a slave is nothing.

Heath walked all the way and saw one iron cage after another.

But when he walked past a slightly larger iron cage, he suddenly stopped.

He turned his head and looked at the corner of the iron cage.

In the corner of the iron cage, curled up a girl, about 16 or 7 years old, with a very beautiful appearance.

All the people in this iron cage are young women, and it can be seen that they are specially used for men to vent their physical desires. Each one has been carefully selected, with delicate facial features and beautiful skin.

However, even among such a group of beautiful women, the girl's appearance was outstanding.

Heath looked at the girl and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"I really didn't expect to meet an acquaintance in such a place..."