Succubus' Manor

When Chi Yan returned to the room, what he saw was Kleist who was already in high spirits.

For some reason, Chi Yan was a little embarrassed, and he didn't look at Kleist's face, he just said, "Let's go to the market."

In fact, this is a city, more like a town, with only one street, stretching from the beginning to the end, and there are no vendors on the street, but there is a lot of poop, and one step carefully on the road may win the lottery.

The coachman stayed in the hotel, and only Chi Yan and Kleist went to the market.

Although he didn't bring a knight, Chi Yan still felt safe because Kleist was by his side.

When they were walking on the street, Chi Yan was careful with his feet, lest he step on something that shouldn't be stepped on, and he had to cover his mouth and nose, lest he accidentally spit it out.

The bazaar was very lively, and as soon as I approached, I heard noisy voices and footsteps.

The merchants were hawking, and the loudest commodity they hawked was slaves.

Chi Yan saw a high platform from a distance, on which a few slaves were kneeling.

These slaves, regardless of gender, were all slender, but he was still a little far away, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

The merchants yelled loudly on the top, and the people around were either watching the excitement or bidding aloud.

Chi Yan heard someone shout, "One silver coin!"

He was taken aback. He had heard from the steward that one silver coin could buy five slaves, and it was the most expensive tauren.

Why are slaves so expensive here?

Kleist saw Chi Yan's doubts, and said with a smile: "These slaves are not used to work."

These slaves were of excellent appearance and stature, and their prices were high because they could be easily resold to nobles.

In addition to the slave trade, there were also food and spice sellers in the market. Chi Yan only came here this time to buy salt and spices, and for this he took out the little money he had left.

The salt here is not cheap, because it is inland, the price remains high, a bag of salt costs [-] copper coins, and an ordinary family may not be able to save [-] copper coins in half a year, so the common people almost all chip in from several families Buy a bag of salt and share it later.

Chi Yan brought five silver coins over this time.

It is a big customer of the salt seller.

However, as he walked along, he attracted a lot of attention, but because he was wearing aristocratic costumes, those people's gazes were not too revealing, but even so, Chi Yan felt a little uneasy.

He stretched out his hand involuntarily and grabbed Kleist's sleeve.

Kleist smiled and patted him on the shoulder, lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "What are you afraid of? I'm here."

These words were like a spell, and for a moment, Chi Yan didn't worry about anything.

After all, Kleist is a warrior who can kill a wild boar by himself.

On the way to the salt seller's stall, they saw many slaves standing numbly. Just as they were about to pass by, a slave suddenly yelled crazily. He shouted hoarsely, which shocked Chi Yan.

Chi Yan looked over and found that the slave had long light blonde hair. He was probably considered a rare commodity by the businessman, and he was dressed very cleanly among the slaves, and he was dressed very tightly.

There is no comparison with other disheveled slaves.

"It's your family." Chi Yan whispered.

There was no expression on Kleist's face, as if he hadn't seen the other party at all. He only looked over after Chi Yan reminded him.

The elf probably realized that his fellow clan had finally noticed him, so he hurriedly said a bunch of things that Chi Yan couldn't understand at all.

There are also dialects here, the languages ​​of different places are slightly different, and some ethnic groups also have their own languages.

such as elves.

Some elves can speak the common language, but those who can speak basically have contacts with the human race. Most elves live in the woods or deep in the forest. They are self-sufficient and never communicate with the outside world. Naturally, they cannot speak the common language.

It's just that now I don't know whether this elf speaks elf language because he is afraid of being heard, or he doesn't know the common language at all. Chi Yan can only ask Kleist: "Do you know what he is talking about?"

Does Kleist know?

Kleist knows shit!

Kleist said with a sullen face, "I didn't come from the same place as him, so I couldn't understand what he said."

Chi Yan thought it was right, he couldn't understand Cantonese, so he asked again: "I think he wants you to rescue him."

Kleist smiled, but said very bachelor: "No money."

Chi Yan said seriously: "I can lend you three silver coins."

As long as Kadi and the others sell the wine and wood carvings, he will have money.

The wood carvings are not necessarily, but the wine can definitely be sold, and it is no problem to sell it to the lord of the city.

So he only needs to buy enough salt for these few days.

Kleist laughed, "He's worth a gold coin."

Chi Yan: "...Forget it, let's go buy salt."

It's not that he doesn't support Kleist's rescue of the tribe, the main reason is that the price of rescue is too high, let's talk about it later when he is rich.

Seeing that Chi Yan and Kleist couldn't pass, the elf screamed like crazy. He struggled hard, and the merchant's slave quickly grabbed him. His hands were tightly tied by ropes and he could only twist his body desperately. He looked like It was extremely fierce, and the expression on his face was extremely ferocious.

Chi Yan couldn't bear to see the other party's desperate appearance.

But Kleist didn't even say that he wanted to save the other party, so he had no position, so he walked towards the salt seller without squinting.

Sometimes it's not easy to beware of someone with a hard heart.

The merchant didn't swing the whip, fearing that the elf would not be able to sell for a good price after being injured. He was so busy that the elf suddenly burst out with great strength and slammed into the wooden post on the side.

Bleeding instantly.

The merchant yelled at his slave: "You idiots! He can't sell for a good price with a wound on his head!"

The slaves did not dare to speak, so they could only let the merchants beat them with whips.

The businessman was furious. He took people to the forest to catch this elf. It was hard to catch him until he placed an order and six slaves died. It might have been sold for one gold coin or more, but now it was all destroyed.

No noble would like an elf with a scar on his head, no matter how perfect the elf might be otherwise.

Chi Yan was also taken aback by the elf's attack on the pillar. He asked Kleist, "Is he trying to commit suicide?"

Kleist was expressionless: "He hopes that I can save him."

Chi Yan: "...Then why did he hit the pillar?"

Bittersweet?

Kleist: "This will make his worth cheaper."

Chi Yan was shocked, so cruel?

He thought elves were all soft and weak types, but he didn't expect one to be more ruthless than the other.

Kleist looked back at the elf who was lying on the ground and trying to stand up, and the other party looked at him, his eyes full of prayers.

It is estimated that the elf couldn't figure out why the other party didn't save him as a member of the same race.

Kleist had a smile on his face, but he didn't cast an extra look at the elf.

"Let's go, or do you want to buy him?" Kleist said to Chi Yan who couldn't walk.

Chi Yan: "I thought you would want..."

After all, it was Kleist's fellow clan. If it were Chi Yan himself, if he traveled to a world where the human race was a small part, then it would be impossible for him to turn a blind eye to his clan's plea for help.

Chi Yan gave Kleist a strange look.

All along, Kleist has been gentle and considerate, kind and generous, turning a blind eye to the calls for help from his fellow clansmen, which doesn't fit his image.

Is there something Kleist is hiding from him?

Chi Yan didn't speak, but Kleist noticed the way Chi Yan looked at him just now.

"We can't ask the price now." Kleist said suddenly, "The merchant will take this opportunity to raise the price. If we go there later, maybe we can really buy him for three silver coins."

"You think so carefully." Chi Yan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

At that moment just now, he really felt that he didn't know Kleist a little bit.

They first went to the salt dealer to buy salt for two silver coins, and then asked the salt dealer to send someone to the hotel. In this regard, the salt dealer is still very honest.

Then Chi Yancai and Kleist walked to the place where the slaves were sold just now.

The elf is still standing on the side of the road, and the merchant is beating him with a stick. The stick hurts more than the whip, and the whip is louder, but the stick won't leave a scar if you hold it well.

"You damn elf!" the businessman yelled, "Do you know how much money you have cost me?!"

Those who can afford elves are big nobles, and those rich nobles will not buy a disfigured elf.

The little nobles couldn't afford to pay the price, so it was considered lucky if they could sell a silver coin.

The businessman was so angry that he hit harder.

Kleist glanced at Chi Yan, and Chi Yan knew it was his turn to act now.

So Chi Yan stepped forward, with the businessman's back turned to him, Chi Yan cleared his throat, and put on the aristocratic airs: "Stop beating, how much is this elf?"

Hearing the voice, the businessman turned his head quickly. The moment he turned his head, his ferocious face instantly became flattering. When he saw Chi Yan clearly, the flattery on his face also changed, turning into a strange obsession, but Still rational, he nodded and smiled and said, "My lord, have you taken a fancy to this elf?"

Chi Yan: "How much?"

The businessman glanced at the elves, then at Chi Yan, he swallowed, his eyes stuck to Chi Yan, and he couldn't get them off.

But Chi Yan was used to it, so he asked again with a cold expression.

The businessman finally came back to his senses, and the businessman swallowed: "My lord, my name is Josh."

Chi Yan: "..."

I didn't ask your name.

Josh said: "I can give you this elf!"

Chi Yan opened his eyes wide, is there such a good thing in the world?

Josh swallowed: "But you can only buy slaves from me in the future, do you think it's okay?"

Chi Yan said simply, "Okay."

He didn't buy slaves much anyway.

Josh gestured to the slaves, and the slaves set up the elves.

The elf had already been beaten into a cold sweat, his teeth were clenched, and he couldn't speak a word.

But he should know he was rescued, his stiff body finally softened.

In the end, Chi Yan returned with a full load. After a while of salt, he brought back an elf and a female hooligan Renee without spending a penny. When they returned to the hotel, they found Renee waiting in the corner. She had probably been there all along. Wait, when Chi Yan and the others appeared, it took her a lot of effort to stand up again.

As for the wound of the elf, there is no way to deal with it here, so it can only be taken back to the territory.

The coachman had no objection to Chi Yan taking the two of them there. He was very friendly to Renee, but he looked at the elf with hostility.

Another elf came, I'm afraid these two are not elves, but goblins who want to absorb the spirit of adults!

The elf got into the carriage and chattered non-stop to Kleist.

Chi Yan thought the other party's accent was very interesting, as if he was singing.

But the elf soon realized that Kleist couldn't understand what he was saying, so he stammered in Common Tongue: "I, Ramir, south, south."

Then he said again: "Brother, brothers were, were, arrested."

The whole family was arrested?This is too miserable, right?

Kleist said to Chi Yan: "This kind of thing is very common. When merchants catch elves, more than a dozen merchants work together. Big merchants catch more, and small merchants catch less."

Chi Yan asked: "The elf is so expensive, shouldn't it be too miserable?"

Kleist shrugged: "Then I don't know."

In fact, the elves will not live too well, and the elves have a stubborn temper, which belongs to the smooth donkey.

What did the nobles buy them for?Of course it's just a job, but no elf is willing to be oppressed by those fat nobles, and the final outcome will not be too good.

Those who dare to resist will die.

But the obedient survives.

But very few survived.

Then the elf stopped talking, and he had learned these simple lingua franca among slaves, and he could not speak any other words except these few sentences he managed to piece together.

But he is indeed very beautiful, there is no ugly one in the elves, all beauties, regardless of gender.

Uniform light blond long hair, blue or green eyes, a straight nose, bright red lips, and a palm-sized face.

When she bowed her head, she was so pitiful and beautiful.

Such a person, even if he just stands there, can make everything else his foil.

It's a pity that this time he has a more beautiful Kleist by his side.

Chi Yan felt that it might be difficult for him to find a partner in the future—his aesthetics had been elevated by Kleist.

However, Chi Yan still prefers black hair to blonde and red hair. After all, he was an authentic Asian before crossing.

At worst, it must be brown hair, the requirements cannot be lowered!

Chi Yan's previous ideal type was black hair, waist-length hair, double eyelids, and big eyes.

It's just that he was still underage, and his first love was still there, so he traveled here, facing a group of people who were full of fleas and didn't take a bath.

Renee sat in the carriage, huddled into a ball. It was the first time in her life that she was riding in a carriage, and she was a little scared.

Chi Yan asked her to wrap her hair in a cloth before getting into the car, leaving no gaps.

"You and he both have to shave their hair when we go back!" Chi Yan said seriously.

Renee asked him puzzled, "Why? Is it because you like bald heads?"

Chi Yan: "No, it's because I hate the fleas in your hair."

Renee stroked her grass-like hair and nodded: "Well, I'm ugly enough anyway."

Chi Yan looked at her and couldn't help asking, "How did you get that scar on your face?"

The scar on Renee's face was so long that it almost split her face in two, making her look hideous even if she didn't make an expression.

"Forgot." Renee really forgot, she had been beaten so many times that she couldn't remember when her face was cut.

But she still said proudly: "But I must have hurt him too!"

She grew up on the street and knew that she had to be tougher than others so that people wouldn't keep bullying her, so once she did it, she would do her best and couldn't be defeated no matter what.

Later, she also learned to sneak attack, follow the other party, and wait for the other party to turn her back to her alone, then she will do it again.

This method has been tried and tested.

Also because of this, although the men on the street looked down on her, they would not take the initiative to provoke her, let alone want to do other things to her.

After all, although she is not good-looking, she is still a woman.

And there are not many women in the city.

Pretty women either entered brothels, or were sent by their parents to serve as maids or lovers for the lord.

If you are lucky, if you become the lord's lover, you will get a lot of benefits. The whole family can serve as the lord's servants, and you will have no worries about food and clothing from then on.

If you can have a child, even an illegitimate child is fine.

People here have no morals, they just want to live, and they can give anything to live.

They also have no concept of chastity. In order to keep the blood pure, the royal family has been marrying close relatives. As for the current king, he married his own aunt.

Chi Yan's jaw almost dropped when he learned about it from the housekeeper.

Sisters or brothers and sisters have less impact on him than nephews and aunts.

When they returned to the territory, it was almost dark. It hadn't rained in the city for the past two days, but it was raining in the territory. It started raining on the way back, and the closer they got to the territory, the heavier the rain.

After the carriage stopped at the entrance of the villa, Chi Yan and Kleist led the elf and Renee into the castle.

At that time, the housekeeper will have to arrange accommodation for them.

Regardless of race, you have to be treated equally when you come here.

"Does that elf have lice on his head?" Chi Yan asked Kleist.

Kleist looked serious: "Yes, I just saw it."

Chi Yan shivered, and ordered the male servant: "Go and boil two buckets of water, give them both a bath, then shave their hair, and wash their scalps clean."

The servants are used to this, and they do it with ease.

The elf didn't know what was going to happen, and was pulled away with a dazed expression.

Renee knew to shave her hair, but she yelled, "I don't wash it! You can only take a shower once a year!"

No matter how much she yelled, she was still pulled away by her stronger servant.

Seeing Renee struggling so hard, the elf was also very frightened, and even started to struggle.

Chi Yan: "..."

Once the elf struggled, the servants who held him up could not pull him enough.

So Chi Yan could only walk over and express to the other party the meaning of taking a bath in a very abstract gesture.

Kleist and a group of servants: "..."

They didn't understand what Chi Yan was doing, dancing?

Unexpectedly, the elf understood it and stopped struggling. He was taken to take a bath obediently. When the servant shaved his head, the servant wondered why he had to shave his head because the elf was clean and there was not a single flea on his head.

And the elves only thought that shaving their heads was the custom here—after all, the hair of the servants had only recently grown and was still very short.

The elf didn't say that his body, hair and skin were his parents, so he honestly shaved his head, and appeared in front of Chi Yan again with a bald head.

Not to mention, the elf with the shaved head is also pretty, but it's a little weird.

The butler turned a blind eye to the two people brought back by Chi Yan. He only cared about whether Chi Yan was injured during his trip this time. After making sure that Chi Yan was not injured, he said with a serious face: "My lord, I will arrange for those two people." Yes, go and have a good rest."

Chi Yan: "Then it's hard work for you, hasn't Kadi come back yet?"

Butler: "It will take another two days, don't worry, they went to so many people, and Kadi is not a fool, they will bring back the money from selling wine."

Chi Yan nodded: "That would be great."

He went to take a shower, but since there was only one bathroom, he took the shower with Kleist.

Just used two tubs.

There is no curtain in the middle.

As soon as Chi Yan turned his head, he could see the white flesh of the other party.

"Why are you staring at me?" Kleist soaked in the bathtub, raised his eyebrows and smiled at Chi Yan.

Covered by the white mist brought by the hot water, Chi Yan felt that Kleist's beauty was two degrees higher.

He praised sincerely: "You are so beautiful."

If it was in modern times, with Kleist's appearance, he could very well be elected as the number one beauty in the world.

Although he has not seen many beauties in real life, he has seen quite a few on the Internet. He dares to say that none of the pictures of beauties on the Internet can compare to Kleist.

Kleist smiled and said, "That elf is also very beautiful in your eyes, isn't it?"

Chi Yan sighed: "It's useless for you to be beautiful, none of them are as good-looking as me."

If only there was someone better looking and more attractive than him, so he wouldn't be looked at like fat everywhere he went.

Chi Yan felt that he had soaked enough, and he didn't want anyone to come in to serve him, so he reached for the towel by himself. Although he and Kleist were rare, and Kleist had no unreasonable thoughts about him, he still felt You should not expose your body in front of the other person.

Maybe Kleist wants to pick up soap with him?

Then he would lose his only friend.

Chi Yan stepped out of the bathtub. He was about to go out, but he didn't expect that there was water on the ground here. His feet slipped, his mind froze, and he fell backwards.

A second before he fell down, Chi Yan remembered that this was a stone castle. If he fell like this, he would have a concussion no matter what. Which genius came up with the idea of ​​building a castle with stones? !

The unexpected pain didn't come, Chi Yan opened his eyes and found himself being held in Kleist's arms.

Kleist said helplessly, "If I don't look at you, something will happen to you."

Chi Yan smiled gratefully at Kleist, and the smile soon froze on his face.

Kleist moved so fast that Kleist didn't have time to wrap himself in the towel.

So--

Here comes the problem.

According to their current posture, where is his head resting?

Chi Yan felt that he might as well fall down.