My Magic Age

Scholar Yekis and I only watched two fights and then left the arena.

Although the scene in the arena was exciting, it was not very attractive to Yekis and me. I have seen more brutal battles in the plane wars. Whether it was Yero or Vashj, the battles between the spider warriors and the faceless warriors and the imperial warriors were far more tragic than those in the arena.

Scholar Yekis was not very interested in these fights. After watching only two fights, he felt that it was a waste of time, so he proposed to leave.

At this time, a group of people who did not buy tickets gathered outside the arena. They could only gather at the gate of the arena and keep an eye on the news coming from inside. However, the place that was surrounded by people was only the entrance to the civilian area. There were not many people in the noble area, only some servants. Scholar Yekis and I walked out of the arena easily.

Watching Scholar Yekis and Lady Cecilia board the magic carriage, Alia snorted in dissatisfaction and whispered to me: "Her husband, Marquis Lyon, is not a broad-minded person. Now he is trapped in the Loki plane and can never come back. Of course, it would be best. If the Marquis returns to the imperial capital, don't forget to remind the scholar Yekis that the number of rivals who fell under Lyon's sword is too many to count on one hand."

"It can't be that exaggerated!" I grinned and said.

If that's the case, Scholar Yekis really got himself into a big trouble!

Lady Alia turned her head to the side, and the charm she inadvertently revealed in her eyes attracted the attention of passers-by.

She said to me: "Believe it or not, but you don't even take Ryan Busman seriously, so you probably won't take a Marquis seriously!"

I quickly denied it and said: "I don't take Ryan Busman seriously, why are you saying this! Let's go to the slave market..."

The slave market in the imperial capital is located in an open space west of the arena. The managers of the slave market have built high platforms here. This is the largest slave market in the imperial capital, second only to the slave market in the airport town.

Now these square concrete platforms are full of slaves waiting to be sold. In the slave market, except for the Silver Moon Elves and Wolf Orc slaves, which are rare, slaves of other races are very common, including humans, dwarves, half-orcs, dark elves, barbarians, Naga sea people, demons, etc.

Mrs. Alia is very familiar with this place. She carefully explained to me that these slaves are all legal transactions protected by the laws of the empire. The reason why they can be sold in the imperial capital is mainly because these slaves have slave contracts. The slave market here does not sell elves, orcs, and winged people. The imperial law prohibits the trade of these races, and they can only be seen in the underground slave market.

She told me. These human slaves in the market are generally composed of three types of people:

The first type is some displaced wanderers. They lost their homes for various reasons, such as war, plague, and personal grudges. In short, after they become wanderers, once they can't survive, they will choose to sell themselves.

The second type is prisoners, war criminals and rebels. Many civilians who violated the laws of the empire, if they have no money to redeem their freedom and are not sent to the gallows by the judge, then they have to accept the slave contract. They become slaves during their sentences. However, this kind of slavery has a certain period of time. After serving their sentences, they will regain their freedom.

Rebels who resisted the empire and war criminals from other countries were rarely executed after being captured. They would be sold as trophies by the winning party. The only way for these people to get rid of their slave status is for someone to redeem them with gold coins. Generally, the ransom is much higher than the price of slave trading.

The third type is the natives of other planes. These people are the main component of slaves in the slave market. When their homes are occupied by the imperial army, these natives who dare to resist and refuse to surrender will become slaves and be sold to other planes. Some are natives of planes directly hunted back from other planes by slave-hunting groups.

As for dwarf slaves, they are very popular in the imperial capital. This is mainly because they are craftsman-type slaves. Dwarves are proficient in construction, casting, mining, metallurgy, etc., so young and middle-aged dwarf slaves are rarely seen in the slave market. No matter where these dwarves come from, they will be called gray dwarf robbers in the mouths of slave traders.

Even if the seven monarchs of the dwarf kingdom come to the imperial capital, they need to pay enough gold coins to redeem these dwarves.

Slave traders dare not openly sell wolf orcs in the tribe, but this does not affect their sale of some half-orcs. Many half-orcs have only a few orc signs, and they look more like humans. The laws of the Green Empire do not prohibit intermarriage with tribal orcs, but this does not mean that the laws of the empire will protect those half-orcs.

In many weak principalities and regions outside the empire, there are many places where humans and orcs have the custom of intermarriage. These are the areas where slave traders compete most fiercely. Some areas are even directly under the control of some big slave owners. Those places usually encourage childbirth, and the local lords generally provide material subsidies.

The dark elves are a new race formed after the fall of some night elves and silver moon elves. The dark elves believe in the goddess Celine. They believe that the survival rules of the demons are more in line with the laws of the world. Only a handful of dark elves live on the continent of Roland. .

As for the demons, Mrs. Alia knew very little about them. She only knew that many nobles liked succubus maids.

Slaves from the four races of dark elves, barbarians, Nagahai tribe, and demon tribe are rare even in the slave market of the imperial capital. The more slaves are only human, dwarf, and orc slaves.

Alia and I took a rough walk around the slave market and found that although there were many slave resources in the slave market, there were very few young and middle-aged male slaves, even though there were a few strong young men standing on some high platforms. Slaves, but the selling price is also a bit ridiculously high, basically more than ten times higher than the price of ordinary female slaves.

As for the craftsman-type dwarf slaves, there are only some dwarf aunts with sullen faces who are unwilling to speak and some old dwarves with bald heads and gray beards. Female dwarf slaves are the slaves with the worst reputation. In addition to being brutal, rude and bad-tempered, they are also... Only farm owners are willing to want these dwarf female slaves who are proficient in housework. As for the old dwarves with gray beards, people are worried that they will die immediately after buying them back.

In comparison, those orc slave markets are more popular, but there are still no male slaves.

On the corridor below the high platform, there were gathered in twos and threes some nobles and slave traders who were preparing to buy slaves. Everyone stood under the high platform, as if they were selecting cattle, and looked at the slaves standing or sitting on the platform one by one. When they met the ones they liked, The slave will stop and ask the slave on the stage The slave owners will ask about the price and age, and will also check whether the slaves have any injuries or illnesses. They will use their canes to poke around the slaves on the high platform, and sometimes even ask them to open their mouths and look at them. The wear and tear of the teeth can be used to determine the approximate age.

I originally planned to buy some slaves to make up for the shortage of manpower in Xinliu Valley, but I didn't expect that the slave market would be like this. It was actually difficult to find suitable male slaves, which made me lose interest for a while.

On the contrary, Aria spent twenty gold coins on a high platform to buy two half-orc female slaves with pretty faces. The slave owner smiled and handed the slave contract to Aria and tied them with a hemp rope. In the hands of two female slaves, he handed it to Alia's maid Betty, and said to Alia very respectfully: "Madam, the linen skirt on the female slave is considered a gift from me."

Aaliya's face was calm and she just nodded to the slave owner. The noble aura revealed on her body made the slave owner dare not come forward.

I asked the slave owner with some curiosity: "In such a big slave market, why are all the female slaves standing on the stage, and the male slaves can't even see their shadows?"

The slave owner wore a baron medal on his chest. Although he was a noble, it was not a respectable industry. Only those small nobles whose families were in dire straits would make money from human trafficking.

He saw that although I was only wearing the robe of a magic apprentice and there was no badge hanging on my chest, I was still very respectful, so he listened to him and said: "Don't mention it here, even over there in the airport town, if you want to buy a male slave, you can't do it." It’s too easy. It’s not that there are no male slaves, but those male slaves are bought by the big lords in batches. This situation has been going on for a long time during the plane war.”

He leaned sideways and pointed vaguely at the high platform where male slaves were sold at high prices, and whispered softly: "In the market now, the male slaves are at least four or five times more expensive than usual, but the female slaves are cheaper than usual. Some."

The slave owner waved the whip in his hand, and the female slaves on the stage showed fear. He randomly called out a half-orc female slave from the group of slaves on the high platform, asked her to step off the high platform, and stretched out his hand to pinch her. His strong arms tugged on her clothes again, revealing her strong and hairy chest, and smiled at me and said, "These female slaves are actually just a little bit wolfish." They have the blood of orcs. You see, except for the heavier hair on their bodies, they basically have no physical signs of orcs. They are strong and in good physical condition. It is difficult to get sick in their lives. If you buy them back, whether they are placed in the manor Whether it is doing rough housework or growing crops on the farm, they are all good hands, and their work is no worse than those of male slaves. "

As he said this, he did not forget to open the slave girl's mouth and reveal her neat white teeth for me to see.

Then he rolled the slave girl's eyelids and showed me the gray-brown eyes of the slave girl. He spat on the slave girl's arm, and then wiped it hard with his sleeve to show that this was the true color of her skin. In order to show the slave girl's Bloodline, the slave owner swore to me: "They were all bought from the Karazhan Freedom Alliance, and there is absolutely no problem with their birthplace."

Alia stood aside and said: "You said they are from the Karazhan Mountains. Show us the transaction voucher. How do I know they did not come out of the nest?"

What is the Karazhan Mountains, what is the Mother's Nest, I can't understand these, but it seems that the origins of some slaves are also very sophisticated.

The slave owner immediately made a grimace and argued: "Madam, where is the transaction proof here? How could those slave traders who spend all day in the mountains and forests leave evidence?"

The slave owner did not dare to continue talking to me after being scolded by Alia.

Alia and I continued to walk around the slave market for a while and found that it was common to see a large number of female slaves in the market. It seemed that what the slave owner said was true. It was indeed because of the war that the male slaves in the market were bought by the noble lords, but a large number of female slaves who could engage in agriculture and animal husbandry became unpopular.

Alia stopped, hesitated for a moment, and said to me: "Are the slaves here not to your liking? If you want to buy male slaves, I know a big slave trader in the airport town. He may have what you want to buy."

I smiled and asked her: "You know the big slave owner, why didn't you tell me before coming here?"

Alia bit her lip and whispered: "He is the kind of person who is a little annoying!"

"Forget it in that case, but who said that the slaves here are not to my liking? On the contrary, I think these slaves are not bad." I said.

My eyes swept across a high platform full of half-orc female slaves.

From the aesthetic point of view of the people in the imperial capital, if they were allowed to stand in front of them, they would almost be unable to eat.

They are a group of fierce and rude village women, with breasts that look like two flour bags, barrel waists, plump hips like big pumpkins, and strong thighs.

But in the eyes of the orcs, women of this body type are rare and easy to give birth to. Only strong women can give birth to healthier children. What's more rare is that they have orc blood, so the orc warriors of Xinliu Valley should be more likely to accept them.

I whispered to Lady Alia: "I'm just thinking about how to take them away after buying them back."

Alia couldn't control her voice and quickly covered her mouth with her hand: "Oh my God, Jijia, how many slaves do you want to buy?"

I smiled at her and said, "Anyway, it's still a lot!"

Alia said: "Then let them follow behind the magic caravan. Do we need to rent a few magic caravans for these slaves?"

I scratched my head and said, "I just don't want to cause a sensation and don't want to be on tomorrow's magic newspaper."

Alia said again: "We can entrust the carriage company to transport them to any corner of the imperial capital except the floating imperial city."

I said to her: "Didn't you just acquire a textile workshop? How is the renovation going there?"

Alia smiled with her lips pursed, that kind of charm was really charming, she said: "Okay, I understand, you want to put the slaves you bought in my textile workshop."

I quickly stretched out a finger and said to her: "They won't stay for too long, at most one night."

She blinked and said to me: "It's up to you to let them stay as long as you want."