honor me as god

Chapter 545
(two chapters in one)

When the death squad entered Danyu City, there was a commotion inside and outside the city.

In any city, the residents are generally divided into three classes - nobles, commoners, and slaves.

In the current Danyu City, the nobles need not be mentioned, no matter how poor the nobles are, they can't afford to eat. Every household has a basement, and the food stored in it can at least feed the whole family for several years.

And most of the nobles have real estate in other places, so it doesn't matter if Danyu City is in chaos, at worst, go to a house in another place to hide and live there for a year or so, it's considered a trip.

The situation of the civilians has become very bad. Although Bolton donated a large amount of food to Danyu City to relieve the urgent need, the food was given priority to the city defenders, or compensated for the food that was previously lent to the governor's mansion. Coupled with the overt and covert exploitation and embezzlement, the relief food that was actually distributed to the common people was somewhat short of catties.

Of course, less is less, at least there are, the civilians have been hungry for so long, and they are so hungry that they gnaw on the straw later. At this time, they are already grateful if they have something to eat. How dare they question whether the portion is sufficient?Not only dare not, but also try their best to find connections to flatter the officials, and try to get the adults to "take care" of them when the time comes.

If the civilians can barely survive, then for the slaves, the current Danyu City is a hell.

According to the "Dogrand Code", slaves are not "human beings", but a different kind of "animals". They do not enjoy any civil rights, and their masters can decide life and death at will, just like deciding whether to slaughter a pig at home.

This is an iron law formulated by the ancient king since the founding of the country. It has been inherited from the ancient times and the unshakable will of the Sun King, the "leader of the gods", has long been integrated into every corner of the Dogoland Kingdom.
The normal life of a slave is no different from that of an animal, living like an animal, doing heavy work that can never be done, begging for a little ration with trepidation, and then making sure that he does not make mistakes, or he will die like an animal.

The vast majority of slaves are struggling with the issue of survival. "Food and clothing" can be said to be their highest pursuit in life. If any slave can live without food and clothing, he is the best among slaves. I don't know how many slaves will be envied.

In normal times, the standard of living of slaves is already so low that whether they can get enough to eat depends entirely on the mood of the master, and it is even more conceivable in times of famine.

Now, the masters of the slaves are in danger, and some of them have moved to other places temporarily. In the calculation of these nobles, instead of taking the slaves along the way and spending extra money, it is better to just give up and go to the slave market in the new city. It's cheaper to buy a new batch.

In this way, when the nobles emigrated, a large number of slaves were abandoned. They lost their masters. of despair.

Earlier, Solandelle followed Kino to Danyu City, and the two separated after entering the city.

According to the agreement, Chino gave Solandelle 24 hours to find the so-called "best of both worlds" solution by herself, so Solandelle came to the city streets alone.

Sometimes, when you go to a strange place, what you see will be linked to your identity.

If you are a high-ranking person and swagger into the city, the local officials will pay special attention to you, greet you up and down, make a good route for you, take you to visit places they think are suitable, and try their best to let you see The good side covers the bad side.

And when you put aside all your identities and titles, become a member of the crowd, and enter the city in obscurity, what you see is completely different.

Solandelle knew that if she followed Kino as a royal princess, it would be meaningless, so she left the team and acted alone after entering the city, and even Lorna refused to let her follow.

She changed into civilian clothes, threw ashes on the ground, deliberately made herself unkempt, pretended to be a devastated civilian, and quietly walked onto the street.

As for safety, she didn't let others worry about it. She wore the red string "Line" that Kino gave her on her wrist. If she encountered any danger, even if she couldn't escape, this extraterrestrial armor would protect her. Safety.

When the aloof royal princess leaves the prosperity and falls into the world, the most real world is presented in front of her.

The sky was full of haze, and it was raining continuously, but the streets were more crowded than usual. Carriages were leaving the city one after another, and both sides of the street were full of slaves kneeling and begging.

The aristocratic carriages were wrapped in precious mahogany and exquisite silk, and the aristocratic masters in brocade suits sat in the carriages, staring at the front loosely, turning a blind eye to the tragic scenes around them. For the nobles, the city is nothing more than a simple place to live. If living here is uncomfortable, then go to live elsewhere.

Next to the carriage, the slaves were skinny, their ragged clothes were black and smelly rags, and the dirt on their faces made it difficult to recognize their real faces. They ran barefoot on the road full of stagnant water and gravel, following the carriage I prayed along the way, just to ask the nobles to be merciful and give me a bite to eat, but because I accidentally got too close, I was severely beaten by the guards in the car.

The aristocratic young master in the carriage was white and fat, so he had a big appetite. He hadn't eaten for several hours a day, and he was eating a sandwich that his mother had made in advance.

The thick sandwich is wrapped in delicate white bread, filled with fresh vegetables, and in the middle is a piece of fresh chicken steak baked today, with delicious mayonnaise on top.

The noble young master took a bite, and before chewing a few times, he spat it back and shouted in a fit of anger, "There's carrots again! I told you I don't like carrots!"

The noble lady said with a pleasant face: "Baby, eating carrots is good for your health, and it's just a small strip. Just bear with it a little and just swallow it in one gulp."

"I won't eat! Me! No! Eat!" The noble young master kept kicking the wall of the carriage, and threw the sandwich out of the carriage.

Seeing this, the noble lady hurriedly comforted her: "Okay, okay, don't eat or not. Come on, go to the car behind and bring the cheesecake that the young master likes to eat."

When the guards went to pick up the cake, the sandwiches dropped by the noble young master had already caused a commotion in a small area.

The skinny slaves scrambled forward, the sandwich had already fallen into the stagnant water, and it couldn't be more dirty, but they pushed and chased each other, not like each other, arguing with each other until their necks were red.

The person who grabbed the sandwich first slammed it into his mouth, but before he could bite, he was kicked on the head, and then he was pinned down by the rushing person, and the sandwich in his hand was also snatched to pieces.

The person who snatched it didn't care about the mud on it, and didn't dare to chew it after putting it in his mouth, so he quickly swallowed it for safety.

And those who didn't snatch it were full of resentment, but they had no choice but to look for the debris that fell from the fight just now on the ground, pick it up and swallow it, and continue to follow the car if there is no one, looking forward to it Let the noble young master throw another piece down.

If male slaves squeezed around by their bodies and begged for food from carts, the streets were occupied by weaker women and children.

Female slaves set up stalls on the side of the road, but what they sold were not ordinary goods, but children.

Some of these children were born by the slaves themselves, and some were picked up from unknown sources. Regardless of the origin, when the children of slaves establish a relationship with their parents, their arms will be branded as slaves, and they belong to this class at birth.

At this time, the slave children were tied by the roadside like animals, and each had a wooden sign around his neck with the price crookedly marked on it.

The price level of children is generally linked to age, gender, and physical fitness.

Boys are more expensive than girls, and boys can do heavier work.

Big children are more expensive than small children, and big children can save the owner several years of feeding rations.

Those with meat on their bodies are more expensive than those with skinny bones. Having meat means health and better support.

Some of these sold children have long been numb, just standing on the side of the road with dull eyes, allowing the passing nobles to look at them, and some children are still young and don’t understand why their relatives want to sell themselves. Weeping at a loss, sobbing and calling for mom and dad.

The mothers of the children turned a blind eye to the cries, and shouted loudly to the nobles passing by: "Sell the children! Come and see my children! They are all good children, and the price is cheaper than usual, come and have a look, gentlemen!" "

At this time, a carriage stopped by the side of the road, and a nobleman in brocade clothes came down with his attendants, silently looking at the children for sale in front of the stall.

The attendant glanced at the price on the sign, nodded and said, "Master, these prices are very affordable."

The woman who sold the children nodded like pecking rice, and hurried to help: "Yes, master, these children are not picked up, they are all born by myself. They have been healthy since they were young, and there is no disease. They will definitely become yours when they are bought and raised. A good helper."

The nobleman ignored the woman, but glanced sideways at the attendant, and said casually: "The price doesn't matter, the key is whether it can help my child practice."

"I'll try it for the master first." After the attendant finished speaking, he suddenly grasped a child's head with five fingers forming claws, and the soul-draining power poured out from his fingertips, penetrating into the child's body like a poisonous snake, and rampaging through his blood .

"Ah!!!" Amidst the childish and sharp screams, his body gradually became shriveled, and all flesh and blood turned into soul power and poured into the attendant's body.

When the child's body fell to the ground, only a little bit of skin and bones remained, as if it had been withered for a long time.

The wind blew over the nobles and attendants, lifting the shawls on their bodies, and the crown badge on their shoulders shone brightly, which was the symbol of the Eric family.

These two are all soul masters!
The woman was startled by the sudden sucking of the child, but she calmed down quickly.

She had never dealt with people from the Eric family, but before she was abandoned by her master, she had heard about soul masters to some extent.

At this time, seeing the members of Wang Ling's family face to face, she just felt flattered, she didn't dare to care about the other party's behavior of draining the child without paying, she nodded and waited for the master Wang Ling to speak further.

The soul master attendant felt the flow of soul power in his body, nodded to the nobleman and said: "The quality is good, and he can be cultivated into a high-quality soul slave. The young master is currently in a bottleneck period, and he needs high-quality soul power to help him break through the limit."

The nobleman nodded and glanced at the price. There are still 4 children left, and the price is between 100 copper moons and 120 copper moons. He casually took out 5 silver moons from his arms and handed them to the woman: "All I want it, and you."

When the woman saw Yinyue, she was so excited that she trembled, but when she heard that the other party wanted to buy it herself, she couldn't help but be taken aback: "Me?"

The noble said indifferently: "Your descendants are of good quality. After I go back with me, I will find male slaves of the same quality for you. You should work hard to have more children, so that you can get them later."

For slaves, the scariest thing is not an evil master, but no master at all.

If you have a master, you belong to private property. Before others bully you, you have to worry about the strength of your master.

Without an owner, you are just a stray animal, and no one will care if you die on the street.

According to what the royal master said, she doesn't need to do any work after being bought back, as long as she keeps giving birth.

Moreover, since the master needs a high-quality child, during her pregnancy and childbirth, she must be responsive to food and drink.

This kind of quality of life has surpassed 99% of slaves. She only felt that this was a gift from the gods, so she quickly agreed.

The tragedy here is only a corner of Danyu City, and similar things are still happening in many places in the city.

Some slaves were too close to the car, and the noble lord felt that the door of the car was dirty, so he ordered the guards to beat him to death on the spot.

The rest of the slaves didn't dare to complain at all, they could only take it as a warning and warn themselves not to get too close like this unlucky guy.

Not every time when slaves do business, they can meet cheerful nobles. Many nobles have very bad attitudes, always intentionally hurting people when they are looking after their children, just to lower the price.

The slaves have nothing to do about it, they can only bear the pain, sell a little less money, at least they can exchange for some food, if they can't sell it, they have nothing.

There are also some children who are unwilling to leave their parents when they are sold away, crying and crawling into the arms of their parents, holding them desperately and unwilling to let go.

Those aristocrats who bought slaves to work as coolies were more gentle. After all, if they hurt someone, their work efficiency would be low at that time, and it would be their own fault, so they just asked the guards to force the child into the back compartment.

But those royal nobles who buy slaves as soul slaves are different. They don’t care whether the slaves can move or not. The child's hands and feet were thrown into the cargo box and drove away.

This is the slave of Dogland, who lives like an animal and dies like an animal.

In the face of the oppression of the nobles, no slave thought of resisting.

It's not that I didn't dare, but I didn't even think about it.

why?
There is no why.

In a country where the sun is the belief, the "leader of the gods" the Sun King made an iron law, stipulating that slaves are beasts, so they are beasts.

The gods are supreme, and the words of the gods are the truth.

The truth is unquestionable, just like the sun rises from the east, can you question the direction in which the sun rises?
Solandelle was walking on the chaotic street, and the bloody scene rushed towards her face. She had seen a sad world before, and saw an even sadder world again.

The brutal oppression, the iron law of the gods, the shackles of confinement across the ages, and the elegy composed of the cries of thousands of slaves, all these, the 12-year-old little princess saw and remembered in her heart.

(End of this chapter)