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

Looking at these Saint Laurent people who were crowded together like sardine cans, Serra gave the soldiers a few more gold coins, "I'm here today to make custom work uniforms for them. They need to wait a few days for their accommodation, please." You’re taking care of it.”

Her attitude was good, and the soldiers didn't care. "Of course, you just need to take them away before we leave Cambunia County."

"Thank you." Sierra winked at Carol, holding back the nausea in her throat as she measured the bodies of the half-dressed women.

Coming out of it, she took a deep breath and said, "You do these things, and Count Lizzie can trust you alone?"

Sera didn't reply to her words. All her eyes were attracted by several sick slaves who were carried away from her eyes.

She asked back: "Do you know where I can customize a small single bed and furniture? A cheaper wooden bed will do."

When Carol heard what she said, her expression was shocking, "You bought so many female slaves, and you want to customize a bed and toiletries for each of them?"

Sierra asked doubtfully: "Otherwise? Where will they sleep?"

"I don't know, but who cares?!" Carol stood beside her and spread her hands and shrugged, "Do you know how many workers there are in the largest textile factory in the capital of the Kingdom of Lirenni? Thousands of them, and the supervisor there can be No matter where you come from, the best conditions are for twenty people to sleep in a large room with no ventilation, plus a few three-foot-wide beds for two people."

The workers only received this kind of treatment, but Serra wanted to prepare a single bed for the black slaves. This was indeed an exaggeration.

But this is not without concerns. She is afraid that the harsh environment will increase the chance of getting sick. She doesn't know how distorted and chaotic the background of this demon-modified world is. But in real historical stories, once the slaves who live in concentrated areas get sick, It will become infected and the mortality rate will be very high.

She would rather invest more upfront than die on her own hands. Medical care is relatively backward at this stage, and there is no high-tech treatment for infectious diseases.

and

Sierra's eyes narrowed. On the day she went to have dinner with Rose Hill, she vaguely heard something wrong in his words.

The long-term war has strained the national treasury, and King Horace has reached the point where he wants to secretly sell drugs. You must know that this country has already issued a drug prohibition order, which is no small matter.

Although he has only made some small moves behind the scenes and has not yet introduced relevant countermeasures, once the large-scale colonial war cannot be stopped as Rose Hill said, and the country cannot obtain resources to make ends meet, the economic storm will inevitably sweep across the entire Lirenni Kingdom, and These black people have been oppressed for a long time.

Sera could almost predict how serious the consequences would be.

She may also have the opportunity to experience the era of resistance to colonial rule and the independence movement. It is necessary to treat these chocolate-colored slaves kindly.

"Sierra? Sierra? Did you listen to me?" Carol touched her arm and said irritably: "Okay, I recommend you a furniture store. Go back quickly. I have to prepare fabrics to make clothes. .”

Serra led Carol out of the slave market on horseback, and came face to face with a group of soldiers wearing red uniforms.

The leader looked at her, his casual gaze fixed, and then an astonishing brightness burst out.

Sierra didn’t recognize this man with glaring eyes, but Carol’s mocking tone behind her reminded her, “Isn’t this Nelson, the son of the David family? The look in the bee’s eyes when it sees the flower seems to be quite interesting to you. "

Tomorrow she and Anasi were going to visit the son of the owner of the house who had returned victoriously from the battle. Her eyes flashed slightly, and out of politeness she stopped when the two horses passed each other and announced her home address and name.

Nelson, who had brown hair like her, took her hand and kissed her, "Nice to meet you, Miss Serra."

"Hello, Mr. Nelson."

Sera withdrew her hand without leaving a trace, nodded at him with a distant smile, exchanged few words, and left on horseback on the pretext that she had something to do.

Nelson turned to stare at the girl's back, his interest deeply aroused, "That lady is really pretty."

"I thought that when you came back this time, you would go after Anna Xi of the Earl's family." The person next to him joked.

"Anna Xi? I like this one better now. Her eyebrows really look like a goblin."

"Don't act recklessly, these are not those bitches from the colonial area."

Nelson glanced back at him proudly, "I never force a woman."

After sending Carol back to the tailor shop, Sierra went to two more places to finally decide on a bed and personal hygiene products. Now she was waiting for the workers' dormitory to be cleaned up and moved everything in one by one.

When she sneaked home, it was late in the evening, and a servant saw her coming back from a distance. She just excused herself by saying that she rode a horse around the manor and the oak forest for a while.

They half-believed this, and Sera didn't care.

She passed by the library and glanced at Anasi, who was sitting on the sofa and drinking coffee slowly. She had a book in her hand and her eyes were empty, not knowing what she was thinking.

She paused, opened the door and walked in.

"What are you looking at?"

Anaxi, who was still checking Eric's route of action, quickly broke away from the virtual screen in front of her. She put down her cup and asked, "What does it have to do with you?"

"The book is upside down." Serra pointed to the cover of the book titled "Wuthering Heights."

Anaxi lowered her head, put down the cup, quickly straightened the book, and pretended to turn a few more pages.

Sierra curled her lips, went to the bookshelf to pull out a book, sat on the other side and read through it.

"Did you go to see Mr. Rose Hill today? Or Eric's butcher shop?" Annahi asked.

Sierra raised her eyebrows, "What does it have to do with you?"

Anaxi dropped the book and said angrily: "I saw you sneaking out from the window. Do you want me to tell dad that you sneaked out?"

"Sure." Sierra turned a page of the book, her posture relaxed, "Whatever you want."

Her unwillingness to give in was the most annoying thing. Annahi whispered: "Do you think Eric is just an ordinary hunter? Or is Mr. Rosehill just a rich duke? Of course. The moment they expose you, you will be dead."

I have heard too many threats and intimidations, and they really have no deterrent effect.

"Is it possible that they are not human?" Sera asked deliberately.

Anaxi stopped talking, and her eyes suddenly became more searching.

what happened? It was clear that Sera was trying to steal everything from her, did she really not know, or was she pretending not to know?

The question of whether she had the same system as herself troubled Anaxi again.

Seeing that the other party remained silent, Sierra calmly changed the subject: "Do you think Wuthering Heights is a tragedy?"