The Divine Power of Comprehensive Comics

Xia Qing was just taken into the huts lined up with cages, and passed through the noisy area where screams could not be heard.

Then the loud beeping sound echoed in my ears.

Looking around, he found a dirty demihuman child and an old man locked in a cage with depressed expressions.

After walking a short distance, the slave merchant suddenly stopped.

"These are the slaves that barely fit into Lord Brave's budget."

There were three cages in front of where his hand was pointing.

The first one contained a man with a completely twisted arm and a pair of rabbit ears on his head.

Based on his appearance alone, he is about twenty years old and seems to be the best spokesperson for slaves.

The second one held a skinny ten-year-old girl with fearful eyes, trembling and coughing, a pair of animal ears that were a bit too round to be described as a dog, and a thick tail.

The third one contains a lizard man who exudes a strong murderous aura and whose eyes are not quite right. However, although he is a lizard man, he feels very close to a human being.

"From left to right are a rabbit-type demi-human with a genetic disease, a raccoon-type demi-human with a panic disorder, and a hybrid lizard man."

The slave merchant explained.

"This is already the lowest limit within the scope of the conditions specified by the guest officer. If it goes any lower, frankly speaking..."

The slave merchant glanced sideways and behind him, and Xia Qing, who was being pulled, also shifted his gaze.

Even from a distance, one can feel the smell of death, condensing a high-concentration stench that can be vaguely smelled at a funeral.

There was something filling there, and there was even a faint smell of putrid smell.

Xia Qing could probably guess what that place was.

"Really, you slave traders really deserve to be punished by heaven."

"Haha, Lord Brave, you are joking. I have done countless unscrupulous things since I was born, but I still haven't died."

The slave merchant replied with a smile and narrowed his eyes.

Chapter 10 Raphtalia

"It's a taboo to set a flag for yourself."

Xia Qing pouted.

"This... Brave Lord, what is the flag?"

The slave merchant was stunned for a moment and asked aloud.

"It's nothing, you don't need to know."

Xia Qing replied.

"So……"

As he spoke, Xia Qing turned his attention to the three cages in front of him.

"How much do these slaves cost?"

"From left to right, there are twenty-five, thirty and forty silver coins."

Fortunately, I had enough silver coins on me, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to afford it.

Xia Qing thought in her heart.

However, if the slave merchant knew nothing about his situation, he would not take the initiative to recommend slaves to him.

"Speaking of which, the slaves here are really quiet."

"Because if they dare to make a noise, I will punish them."

"I see."

Xia Qing glanced at the slave merchant and asked casually, pretending not to care.

"Why is the one in the middle so cheap?"

She is skinny and skinny, her face is full of fear, she looks like a girl, and she has an ordinary appearance.

"Because raccoons are a race that is relatively unappetizing to humans. If she were a fox demi-human, even if she has flaws, someone would be willing to buy her at a high price."

"Is it……"

Because he is a raccoon, he escaped with his life.

"Because her panic attacks occur after dark, so it's very nerve-wracking for me."

"Among your clearance items, is this the one that's more decent?"

"Oh my, sir, you really touched my sore spot."

Compared with other slaves, they are not very suitable for labor work, and their level is also at the lowest level.

"In that case, give me the slave in the middle."

Xia Qing said.

"It's strange, my guest, why did you choose this one? It's cheap, but it doesn't offer any combat benefits to you. It's also not very pretty, and it's not lovable."

The slave merchant asked doubtfully.

Xia Qing didn't even bother to explain this issue and took out the silver coins directly.

Seeing the white silver coins, the slave merchant's problem disappeared immediately.

The slave trader took out the key to the cage, took the raccoon girl out of the cage, and cuffed her with a collar.

Then he dragged the girl who was chained and turned back along the original path. After returning to a relatively open space in the circus tent, the slave trader called his subordinates and asked them to bring over a clay pot filled with ink. .

"Sir Brave, please give me a few drops of blood. In this way, the slave registration procedure will be completed. This slave will belong to Lord Brave from now on."

"good."

Xia Qing squeezed out a few drops of his own blood and dropped it on the plate.

When the wound oozed blood, I added a few drops of blood to the ink. The slave merchant dipped his pen in the ink and then filled in the slave characters carved on the girl's chest.

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