After dressing up as the evil girl in the second game, I opened my eyes and found myself in the Shur

Sera ignored the man's flattery and walked up to the child lying on the ground. The woman with her hands bound was begging and saying something loudly to her, her pale yellow eyes filled with hazy tears.

She could not help her child, who was almost fainting from hunger, to get up, and her desperate look stung Sera's eyes.

She squatted down, not paying attention to the dirt on the child's body, and put her fair hands through the armpits of the thin arms, lifting the child up to her body with all her strength.

The bag of packed food also came in handy at this moment.

"Would you like some chestnut cake?" Sierra opened the paper bag, took out a piece of chestnut cake and handed it to her.

The small black hands, as thin as chicken feet, cringed to catch the cake, while their panicked and weak eyes stared at Sera.

The noble in front of me looked beautiful, smelled delicious, and had the cleanest and most comfortable clothes.

The child lowered his head and saw the stains on her coat that he had rubbed against her, and fear quickly filled her eyes.

Sera lowered her head following her frightened gaze and patted her back carelessly, "It's okay, just eat."

A slave who could understand the language of the Lireni kingdom helped translate the words.

The hungry and weak child was finally willing to eat the cake under most of the longing or contemptuous gazes. She swallowed it in big mouthfuls, barely daring to spend time chewing.

The pitiful appearance made Sierra's sympathy flood like sea water, which reminded her of herself who was about to starve to death on a snowy night in London.

She didn't care about the small crumbs of the chestnut cake falling on the back of her hand, she just gently supported the child's body and waited for her to regain her strength after eating.

Rose Hill stood behind her, the last rays of the setting sun shining a hint of rosiness on his pale face.

"What are you doing? Trying to buy her?"

"No, I just saw that she was so hungry that she had no strength." Sierra shook her head, "I have never seen slaves from the colony before. They are so miserable."

Rose Hill said coldly: "The child is worthless, get up, let's go."

What a cold-blooded statement

"Miss, please save me and give me a job. Any job will do, as long as it's not going to J Hall. Please!" The woman whose wrists were bound by the rope suddenly clasped her hands together and knelt down towards Sierra.

She was confused when hearing the strange language with a cry in it.

"What do you mean?" She ignored Rose Hill's words and only asked the slave who could serve as a translator.

"Please give her a job to support the children. She can do anything with you except J Hall."

Sierra was startled, and then looked behind the woman. The knees of these people were about to move, and everyone seemed to regard her as a beacon of salvation at this moment.

Rose Hill frowned, bent down and pulled her up, "You don't need so many slaves. They won't bring you any profit except going to Hall J."

He hugged her waist forcefully to keep her away from these dirty and smelly people.

Sera let him hug her, but she really began to think about this matter in her heart.

There is no shortage of labor in the Kingdom of Lileni, but there has always been a significant difference in the pay of male and female labor. Men are usually paid twice as much as women. This is also true for black slaves. Women are the lowest and cheapest.

If she wants to start a business, this is the most cost-effective group of labor.

Rose Hill, who heard her calculations, tried to pull her back, "That will only bring you trouble."

"No trouble, I just need a little money to buy them." Sierra leaned against him and thought, "Can you ask these people to help me keep these slaves first? I will go find Khalida tomorrow. Talk to her about borrowing some money from her.”

She clapped her fingers and said, "I used to jointly own a butcher shop with Gale and the others, and my dad didn't have much pocket money left."

The richest man in the country was right next to her, but she said in front of him that she was going to ask another person to borrow money.

Rose Hill lowered her eyes and tightened her fingers.

Feeling that the flesh on her waist was about to be stretched out, Sierra raised her eyes in discomfort, "What are you doing? Your waist is about to break."

"Why don't you ask me to borrow money?" he asked coldly.

Sierra said speechlessly: "Don't you think buying them is a trouble?"

"It doesn't conflict with borrowing money from you."

What a quibble.

Sierra: "Then I owe you another favor."

Rose Hill responded coolly, "Is the debt still small?"

It seems like a lot.

"What if I can't afford it?" she asked, tilting her head.

"Can you afford to pay back the money if you ask Khalida?"

How could he choke her to death with every word he said today?

"I won't let you lose money." Sierra assured him: "Dear Mr. Rosehill, please lend me money to buy them. If I can't afford it in the future, I will give it to myself." you."

Aldin, who had been acting as a wooden man for a long time, couldn't hold it back and said: "Is this last sentence your purpose?"

"What you said is wrong." Sierra turned to look at him, "You can't doubt the conscience of a young girl who wants to start her own business. That was just my final retreat after failure."

Aldin reluctantly raised his lower lip, showing an awkward yet polite smile, with the words 'I'll just listen to your quibbles' clearly written on it.

While despising Rose Hill, who was a slave girl, she paid a large sum of money for Sera to pay for dozens of female slaves.

The vampire, who has always borrowed and repaid, had his own plans at this moment.

These people will be temporarily placed in the slave concentration camp in the town until Sera figures out where to place them to work, and then she will pick them up.

When she left, she gave all the packed bags of expensive pastries to the slaves, and told their masters, "I need them to stay healthy and work for me, and not let them get sick or starve to death."

The man glanced at Rose Hill, who was full of nobility, and said respectfully: "I understand, miss."

Serra, who had bought a large number of people, began to worry about the night as soon as she got into the car.

Now we not only owe a lot of debt, but we also have dozens more mouths to eat.

She hasn't even drawn up a business plan yet, which is a bit troublesome.

"Regret it?" Ross Hill, who was leaning against the car window, was a little more lazy. The street lights shone into the car, making his blond hair shine from time to time.

"No, it just takes some time." Sierra shook her head.

She turned her face sideways and said, "Speaking of which, I still owe you three things. Is one of them completed now?"

After spending thousands of gold coins on his trip, he got sick, and even got a free meal. Aldin really wanted to have the ability to read minds and open up Sera's head to see what she said so shamelessly. these words.

Rose Hill glanced at the girl's expectant little face and reluctantly said: "Forget it."

Sierra smiled happily. When the car arrived at the gate of the manor, she relied on the dim light to block him, leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, "I'm here, good night Mr. Rosehill."

She was about to retreat when a strong hand suddenly pressed down on her waist, causing her whole body to fall onto his strong chest.