Rise of an Empire

“This crappy life experience”

Sleeping on a stone bed made of straw, the Duke gritted his teeth and said.

You can't blame him for being too arrogant. The main thing is that this thing is really annoying when you sleep on it.

I don’t know who made the stone bed. It was originally uneven, and with this kind of burr-like straw spread on it, the feeling of lying on it will definitely make you doubt your life.

However, this disgusting stone bed is already the most luxurious accommodation room on Kasos Island.

There is no profit at all in hotels and inns these days. If everyone is sleepy at night, they will basically find an open space to sleep directly with their clothes on, and no one will care about it anyway.

But if you wake up and find that you have been kidnapped and sold into slavery, then you can only be blamed for your bad fate.

Seeing that the distinguished guest had gotten up, the inn owner's part-time waiter quickly walked to the stone pillar outside the door and untied the slave tied to it.

After entering the city yesterday afternoon, Conrad went directly to the slave market and bought two slaves. They were both old slaves who were almost forty years old, so the price was extremely cheap, only two silver coins each.

And this damn inn, a stone bed that makes people question life, and a breakfast made of unknown materials, all cost one silver coin.

It can be seen that this elderly slave is indeed a bargain.

Slaves are also divided into three, six or nine grades. The price of beautiful female slaves is naturally the highest, and the price of strong male slaves is not low. The rest are those craftsman slaves who have mastered their crafts.

As for the elderly male slaves that the Duke bought that were about to be scrapped, basically no one wanted them. The price of two silver coins was deliberately raised by the businessman because he thought he was a novice.

Holding back his nausea, he swallowed the messy barbecue, and then threw the remaining bones to his slave. The Duke felt that he should leave this broken island.

Kasos Island is located in a remote area and lacks supplies. Even if you want to get information, you can't find a way.

I'd better go to the Kingdom of Crete as soon as possible. It is said that there is a superpower there and there should be more important information.

Of course, Conrad would never admit that he was frightened by the miserable accommodation conditions on this island.

Not to mention the velvet bed, why not get a wooden bed?

What is this stone bed about?

There were caravans between Kassos Island and the Kingdom of Crete. After spending fifty silver coins to buy a boat ticket, the Duke found that the money in his pocket was almost exhausted.

By the way, isn’t this ferry ticket a little too dark?

After taking the two slaves onto the ship, Conrad began to look at it with some curiosity.

This is a merchant ship, mainly responsible for transporting some specialties from Kasos Island to the Kingdom of Crete, and then selling things from the Kingdom of Crete to other affiliated islands.

He bought the most expensive ticket, so he could roam freely on the deck. The two slaves named Ah Da and Ah Er were stuffed directly into the bottom of the cabin and were killed together with the cargo. Sealed inside.

Hundreds of slaves were all squeezed into the small cabin, and the environment inside was truly terrifying just thinking about it.

But it doesn't matter. The slave is not a human being. Even if he dies, no one will care about him. The most he can do is compensate the master two yuan.

The ship was only about forty meters long from front to back and more than ten meters wide, so I took a tour of the ship in just two steps.

There is no fixed novel plot in the legend, no wealthy eldest daughter who ran away from home, no old man with special skills, no short-sighted dandy, and no young man with a blood feud.

Apart from the original members of the caravan, there were only a few passengers on the entire ship, and looking at them, they didn't look like mission NPCs.

"Great Lord Scylla, your devout people offer sacrifices to you, may you protect us"

At the bow of the ship, the leader of the caravan was holding a sacrificial ceremony. Two slaves who were sacrificed and a pig were hung outside the ship's cabin. The three fellow creatures were trembling.

The caravan guards were all used to it. The three guards held spears and pierced the sacrifices without any expression. The bright red blood immediately spilled onto the azure ocean.

"What kind of god is Scylla?" Conrad, who was watching the show next to him and stroking his chin, muttered to himself in confusion.

Shouldn't the sea god in Greek mythology be Poseidon? Who is this caravan worshiping?

As for the caravan offering sacrifices before setting sail, this is a traditional item. Even in the 21st century, many places still have this rule before setting sail.

It’s just that there will definitely be no living people among those sacrifices.

"Your Majesty is not a Cretan" the young man standing next to Conrad asked curiously.

"No." The Duke shook his head. This young man's name was Hulkas, and he was said to be a ranger from Sicily.

Of course, the identity of the other party will definitely not be what he said, but Conrad is too lazy to care about the other party's conspiracy.

He's not the kind of person who digs out side quests for nothing.

"Scylla is a god who lives in the Strait of Cassos. She controls most of the Strait of Cassos. The caravans go to sea here, so they naturally need to sacrifice to her." Helkas seemed to be a familiar person. Conrad didn't seem to know the secret here, so he explained.

Although Poseidon, the god of the sea, is in charge of thousands of miles of sea, it is impossible for him to control the entire sea because the sea is so big.

Therefore, these large and small sea areas are occupied by various gods or demons, but in terms of appearance, they are still subordinate to the Poseidon.

As a caravan that wanders around the sea all year round, the most important thing to pay attention to is to be familiar with which god's sphere of influence is in that sea area. If you get the name of the god wrong, you will make a big mistake.

"Are you planning to go to the Kingdom of Crete to attend the hero's memorial ceremony?" Helkas, who clearly has the potential to talk, asked Conrad.

"Well, I'm going to have a look." Regarding the so-called hero memorial in the Kingdom of Crete, the Duke had already asked someone on Kasos Island yesterday.

The Heroes' Memorial is the grandest celebration in the city-state of Athens. It is held every year and is held in turn by the ten major city-states. This year it is the turn of the Kingdom of Crete.

"I think your Majesty has a strong physique and can definitely become a hero." Hulkas looked up at Conrad and said with an envious tone.

He is 1.85 meters tall, which is considered tall and majestic in his hometown. Along the way, it is rare to see anyone who can compare with him in terms of physique.

But who would have thought that in a remote place like Kasos, he would meet a strange guy who was much stronger than him in both height and physique.

Look at the muscles on the opponent's body. Even the leather armor can't cover them. They are so white and exposed. It's really intimidating.

Mud, these rags are so embarrassing.

The Duke, who really couldn't buy suitable clothes, cursed in his heart.