Wizard: I Can Extract Everything

The slave owner was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a bald head and a leather whip in his hand. He was wearing a wrap-style robe with a simple structure, with only a rope tied around his waist.

This style of clothing is actually the style of the Sinora dynasty that perished hundreds of years ago, but it is very appropriate to wear it at this time, because the Sinora Dynasty is a standard slavery era.

After seeing Heath coming, the bald slave owner came over: "Want to see a slave?"

Heath nodded: "Just take a look."

The bald head opened the cage and introduced him along with him: "There are good Xilan female slaves here, all of them are new arrivals. We have carefully selected them in advance, and the leftovers are all high-quality goods."

He grabbed a girl at random, squeezed her chin with his hands and forced her to open her mouth, then lifted her clothes to reveal her body.

The bald head introduced to Heath: "Look at this, we found her in a refugee shelter. Except for those refugees, I assure you that no one has ever touched her. This is her teeth are neat, this is Her cock is still very rosy when you look at it, you can pinch it to see if it is very soft, and here..."

This girl is about 14 or 5 years old, and allows the slave owner to show some strange things on her body. She does not contradict, and is even very submissive, but when she touches some sensitive areas, she naturally responds with a slight gasp. .

Finally, the bald head pointed to a corner of the cage.

There, a space of about one meter square is surrounded by gray cloth, which looks like the simple fitting room in the Blue Star mobile clothing booth. Of course, the function here is similar...

The bald man said, "If you like it, you can go and try it, it doesn't matter if you buy it or not."

At the same time, the girl knelt down in front of Heath, like a kitten begging for food from its master, pleadingly: "Master, let Lucy serve you, Lucy will be very obedient."

Heath was silent for a while, a little at a loss: "I'll take a look first."

Seeing that Heath didn't choose a girl, the other female slaves in the cage quickly gathered around to sell themselves.

"Lord, look at me, look at me, I won't let you down."

"Buy me, I'm still tender..."

"I'm well fed, my lord, I'll be very obedient..."

They didn't walk over with their legs as if they were not normal people, but came over on their knees like cats.

And there is no shame of ordinary girls at all, and she does not shy away from showing herself.

He lifted up his shirt to reveal the twin peaks and scrambled for Heath to squeeze, put his body around Heath's thighs, and even... In short, put on all kinds of lustful poses.. .

Their eyes have completely lost the luster of humanity, just like domestic cats, just relying on their instinct to survive.

Hiss passed the girls all the way to the corner of the cage.

Here, leaning against the cage, sat a young girl. She had bare feet and was wrapped in a tattered cloak. Her body looked dirty, but she still couldn't hide her beautiful appearance, with golden hair in the night. Gently swaying in the wind.

She didn't crowd around to please Heath like the other girls, but sat here all the time, even curling up as best she could to be on guard when Heath came by.

The exposed skin is covered with stripes of welts, like an untamed wild cat among the domestic cats.

Seeing Heath walking up to the girl, the slave owner hurried up.

He stared at the girl with some vigilance, and warned: "Bitch, if you dare to bite my guest again, I will break your hands and feet and throw them into the pile of refugees.

Let them bake and eat you after tens of thousands of you. "

try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} After a pause, he pushed hard to sell Heath: "This woman still needs to be domesticated."

"Of course, it's worth spending some time. You can see her appearance. There are not many women with such beauty, and her words and deeds are very elegant. I doubt whether she is a well-educated aristocrat."

"There are only three or five virgins in my cage, and she is one of them. How about it? It's worth buying it back and raising it."

Heath stepped forward and bent down.

Like a cat with frizzy fur, the girl suddenly became nervous, bared her teeth and showed a fierce expression.

Bald frowned, raised his whip vigilantly.

At this moment, Heath showed what he thought was a mild smile: "Long time no see, Miss Beauty."

The girl was stunned, her eyes a little blank.

Heath lifted his hood, revealing his signature black hair.

He pointed to his head and said, "You were the most beautiful girl on the field that day."

This girl was none other than the beautiful girl he had seen at the tournament before, when he had put the won garland on the opponent's head.

The girl narrowed her eyes.

Her eyes turned red with a swipe, and she hurriedly lowered her head, curled her whole body, covered her face constantly, and choked up: "No...you recognized the wrong person...no...no... I don't know you...you got the wrong person..."

Completely ashamed and ashamed.

Probably the last bit of face for the nobles.

Although most nobles are two-faced, one is elegant and generous, and the other is flirtatious, but it has to be said that most nobles are a little more shameful than ordinary girls.

Of course, it's rare for people who care about dignity to fall into this category.

Heath looked back and asked straight to the point, "How much?"

When the bald slave owner heard the show, the smile on his face became even more enthusiastic: "This guest, you have also seen the appearance of this female slave, I don't think I need to introduce more. Although she is a bit naughty, the slaves are boring and boring, and have a bit of personality. ..."

Heath interrupted, "I mean all."

The bald head was stunned: "All? Are you referring to all the female slaves here?"

Heath: "Yes."

After a pause, he said boldly: "You don't have to introduce them in sequence, just quote directly and report boldly."

The slave owner looked up and down Heath, probably didn't see any extravagance, and said, "This guy is not here to entertain me, right? ' look.

He opened five fingers suspiciously: "500..."

Five hundred silver coins, this price is definitely not cheap, there are a total of thirty slaves here, each of which is more than 10 silver coins.

You must know that at this time, women are not worth much at all, two mouthfuls of food can be exchanged for one, and if you are willing to spend time, go to the refugee gathering place to guard, and you can always pick up good goods.

However, what the slave owner never expected was that Heath agreed to this sky-high price without any counter-offer.

"Can."

Immediately, the development of things was completely beyond his expectations.

He saw that Heath took out a cloth bag and handed it over. At the same time, he had an easy-going attitude and said surprisingly: "Here are five hundred gold coins, you can click."

"Gold...gold coins?" The slave owner stammered.

Heath raised his eyebrows: "What?"

The slave owner took the bag and opened it, and it turned out to be golden coins.

try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} Under the light of the beating fire, the reflected golden light made the slave owner almost faint, and his face even had a ghostly expression. speechless.

Seeing that, Heath suddenly realized.

'Emotion is that you will be wrong, you understand the wrong unit! ’

‘Forget it, it’s wrong to be wrong. ’

Gold coin, silver coin, copper plate, to him they are all just the same value, that is—

worthless.

He arrived: "Can I take them away?"

The slave owner is still hesitating whether to explain his wrong intention to Heath. After all, anyone who can take out five hundred gold coins is definitely not an ordinary person.

But in the end, greed prevailed over reason.

Although he is only a part-time worker, the rewards he can get by selling the female slaves at such a high price are extraordinary.

After hearing Heath's question, he quickly said, "When...of course."

He didn't dare to look into Heath's eyes, and hurriedly turned his head and shouted at the girls, "Now this gentleman is your new master, you follow him, serve him with all your heart, use your milk, use your Legs, use all of your body, do whatever he asks you to do, did you hear me!"

"Yes, it is..."

"OK..."

"Lord, Lord..."

Seeing this group of beautiful girls call out their masters with sincerity and gather around him obediently, Heath felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Wouldn't it be too subservient to just let them do the cleaning, laundry and cooking?

When I get back to the manor, I clean it up, build a big pond, make some maid skirts, etc.

In the spare time, everyone will play games, take a dip in a big pool, have some real-life hand-held conferences, hold an open-air naked pa barbecue conference, etc...

Days like this are boring...but...that's okay...

Barely make do with it.

"Come on, let's go home."

Thinking wildly in his heart, Heath greeted the girls to get out of the cage. After coming out, the slave owner asked Heath if he wanted to put a collar on them, but Heath refused.

It's not necessary at all, is it? Where would these girls go in this situation?

Even if they really want to escape, let them run away. As a traveler, if they have to rely on collars and whips to tame their servants...

The baptism of capitalism in those decades was too unsuccessful...

"This damn woman... Your Excellency, don't worry, I'll take care of her now and make sure she..."

There was also a small episode before leaving the cage.

The blond-haired girl, whom Heath had put a wreath on, did not follow Heath's footsteps as eagerly as other girls and left the cage, but remained in the corner motionless.

The slave owner was furious with the whip and walked inside, trying to clean up her.

But he was stopped by Heath.

Heath looked at the girl and asked casually, "Would you like to come with us?"

The girl looked at Heath.

He looked at the group of female slaves next to him.

Then he looked at the slave owner again.

She looked hesitant...