Captain wakes up 100,000 year later

A merchant sprints up and whispers in Draca's ear as he makes his move. Draca was surprised and said.

"Sea Elf? The people who live in the lotus?"

"Yes, it's been a long time."

Then the merchant covers his nose with a garment collar and looks at the heart and the devil's corpse lying on the ground in a surprised look. Kraka got up from his seat and said,

“Your Grace, as you know, the slave business is divided into two categories: One is that the Muncta savages are coming to sell themselves, and the other is that they're coming for a very precious creature. In particular, today's auction has a rare sea elf. I'm sorry about this. If you want to buy all the other slaves, you have to buy the Sea Elf yourself. Your Majesty, this way, please. ”

After opening the door, Norm Draca strokes a long maburiko with his hand. As I was getting older, the maburiko was often bent, so I was straightening it up every time I had time.

“If you are interested in · · · · · · · · ·, can I explain more about slavery? ”

It is the tradition of the gnomes that they cannot tolerate because their mouths murmur. Draka doesn't even nod, but he finds a positive silence and starts pouring out words.

“You know, the savage horsemen of the Muncta savage plains. Yeah, some bloody Orcs and Goblins. They can't handle their population blowing up like bugs because the water is precious, so they go to war every time and sell slaves. What a humble bunch! ”

He pulled out a handkerchief and wiped it off singing excitedly. The small crystal glasses on the falcon's nose shake.

Even though the vision was dizzy, this gnome did not stop, walking ahead, pushing forward whether he was familiar with such things.

“One of their horses is called Magus. It's a little bit of squirting, and it makes the population squirm, which is disgusting. But when there's no water, they all die. They fight each other, enslave each other, sell each other, and it's almost like a friendly game, and they lose one game and win the other. They sell to Western monarchs for Yenicherry, and women and children are sold to Eastern nobles. While Crassus, the Hoimam's nightmare, was on his trail, some say that the Western monarchs didn't buy the women or children for him, so he killed them all and ate them as meat! What a bunch of creepy shit! ”

The captain asked.

“You have a disdain for a tribe selling slaves. even in Illuvelas, when the Imperial Ranger captured my people and sold them into slavery. Did the Merchant Guild not cooperate with the sale? ”

“At the time of the transaction, I was not your people. Of course, you won't believe me when I say this in terms of the commission of slave trade. Slavery doesn't really benefit that much. It costs a lot of money to feed and dress slaves. Noble elders already have enough fun in every territory. Besides, why would the nobles buy Barbarian women or children? Eventually, they were sold for a cheap price and sent to the Pion Mountains frontier. to have babies there, to bandage them with cloth, to make herbs and to keep them going like soldiers for the rest of their lives. ”

Mine slaves are in different situations, but Draca tries to talk back. The captain didn't tell me any more in the yard where he rescued all those slaves.

Pyon Mountains.

It was the mountain range when the first captain crash-landed.

There were so many monsters in the Arubis Kingdom that they were developing a special frontier. Mainly the slaves of Munchka Steppe were sold there, creating a pioneering industry.

As he passed by, a great number of workers were carrying heavy timber and blocking the road, and Noh took off his shoes and tapped his shoes with his fingertips. The shoes were wearing worn out soles on extremely wealthy topics.

“Oh, that tree. A tree monster. Once you've dug it up, you'll be able to make a harder armor than steel that has been shredded into a shell. That's the wood Arubis finds the most when he builds a fortress. If I make a gate like that, I'll be able to endure one or two high-end spells. Oh, this shoe was also made from his body. I've been using it for 40 years! It's a long way to go to break my uncle's record. Anyway, in the Pyon Mountains... I was talking about slavery. Where were we? Yes! Empire Army Ranger! ”

As gnome, who was trimming his shoes, stepped forward, the merchants opened the road in a frenzy. It seemed right that the tall one wouldn't stop. Was it because of the shoe, not because of the tree, that he stopped for a while?

“It is imperative that we kidnap our people regularly and protest powerlessly in order to wield the lands of Illuvelas and put pressure on the Arubis. Isn't the Kingdom of Arubis a land that almost gave up and didn't even walk taxes? A vast and barren wasteland. The mines are dry, they have no resources, they're bad for business, they're bad for farming, but you know · · · · · · it's a waste. because he became king of the wasteland. ”

The words of gnome are terrifying. The Noum tribe are practical masters of the Merchant Guild, which has been commercially employed to create enormous wealth. There is a reason why we cannot treat emperors, kings or merchants lightly.

It was because the Noum tribe that dominated the Merchant Guild could wield economic wealth throughout the continent.

The Mercenary Guild was able to give away greater gold, while the Merchant Guild knew that there were barely 100,000 gold in the vault of the Kingdom of Arubis.

Anyway, the gold of the Human Kingdom and the gold of the gnome were nothing compared. Moreover, the top gnomes of the Merchant Guild firmly believe they are born from the blood of dragons.

When dealing with the great captain earlier, he insisted that dragons are useful in his own blood, so that he would not be pushed out of the deal.

“Then what's the other trade? The Sea Elf?”

“Catching and selling things that don't have a soul mate. Monsters that live deep in the world, like the seed elves that have big lotus trees floating in the ocean, are very rare and powerful. They're sold at very high prices. In fact, that business benefits most of the slave industry. One Seed Elf is much more expensive than a thousand females with Muncta junk babies. Yeah, of course. Magic is good, and we gnomes don't make children with other races, but there are many humans who want to have Seed Elves and children. As you know, Half Elves tend to live longevity, and longevity nobles become wiser people who protect their families better. ”

It was a thoroughly economic principle. A human who lives for 500 years mixed with Elven blood is much older than a human who lives for a hundred years. I am much more likely to protect my property.

Therefore, the elite nobles of Arubis were mixed with the blood of all races rather than the pure blood of man, and the best of them was dragon blood mixed royalty.

In other words, according to the position of the human world, this wrath was no different from that of the royal family. Even the Lowfire woman who wrestled with the castle that had been occupied by the Vampires was mixed with the blood of Elves.

“Interesting story. But you're a heretic, aren't you? Isn't gnome traded in the human world? ”

Norm glances up at the captain and says,

“In · · · · · · · · · there are three glowing things in every light. The light of blood, iron, and gold. ”

The captain nods. This world had its own logic. It depends only on the laws of the world.

Power and money.

In a way, it was so honest that maybe it was a natural story. If retaliation is possible, you will not be enslaved. Become a slave because you cannot retaliate.

Moreover, because Noam holds the money tightly and cannot be mixed, there is no part of him that recognizes each other's existence.

The captain arrived at the auction house while thinking about Draca's words.

Draka, ‘The Great Knowledge’, went and raised his hand to the auction master. An auction master in a sheep's long hat, even a magician's hat, dressed in a gorgeous purple suit, jumped out.

“The common slaves this time. Wash them well, dress them up, and send them to the Castle of Illuvelas. His Majesty is buying it. ”

“Your Majesty? Dragon Slayer! ”

The auctioneer looks at the captain, unable to keep his mouth shut. No matter who the merchants are, they are bright in the stream. Ordinary people were already aware of the Qingwang incident and could not help but be appalled.

Of course, Qingwang himself was surprised, but he was even more surprised that a traitor came to the merchant guild in the capital of Arubis.

“And send up only the Sea Elves as soon as they're ready. ”

“Yay!”

When the auctioneer retreats, Norm flicks his fingers and bows. The clothes worn by gnomes are instantly transformed from the clothes they cherished and cherished for 40 years into the finest sweets. Tyrant who was guarding the silence opens his mouth.

[Highly cyonic. We reconstructed the entire garment by summoning particles that were embedded in the body. If only you knew that skill, you could compress a weapon that was only transmitted by chance.]

Without recognizing the sticky greed in Tyrant's voice, Nohn greets you with an old-fashioned greeting.

“I'll say hello again. King Illuvelas. I am Prince Noum of the Northern Association of Merchant Guilds. This is Draca. Today I will escort you to the top of the auction at the elite Mr. Elf. It's rare for them to serve the King. ”

It was exactly as he said.

The luxury lounge has been showcased with some of the finest luxuries the world has ever seen. A separate lounge sits at the height of the two floors of the giant auction house, and a very fluffy golden high chair.

There were different types of beverages, and very expensive sugar sweets were in the crystal bowl. The purple veil, symbolic of noble nobility, was laid down to the left and to the right, so that they could not see from the outside, but could clearly see from the inside.

[These people know something.]

Hearing Tyrant's satisfied voice, he looks around and sees the nobles of the various factions, as well as humans. An ogre with two really big heads sat on a big chair.

It was so starry that I was confused whether this place really was the Human Kingdom, Arubis, or whether it was a cosmic harbor full of uncharted aliens.

“So many factions, huh? ”

“Most of them are seniors in the tower. Ogre wizard, semi-dragon. Oh, not a dragon, of course. They're the kind of mercenaries they ask to be called. And here comes Arubis IV. Oh, the prince is after King Illuvelas. You must be angry that you put the traitor before yourself. ”

Norm said in a really enjoyable tone. The Aruban dynasty was famous for being poor. Did the money begin to spin around a bit as the trade began? Or is it that the royal family still has more money than the wizards of the Tower?

Of course, there was no way to know the pouch situation of the Martyrs as well as the Prince.

Among them, there was a tribe with three faces on one head. It looked so profound that it was looking in three directions at the same time.

“Oh, you mean Triford? You are the subject of the Ziger dungeons beneath the tower. ”

This world was more extraordinary than I thought. It was only after Noum participated in the presided auction that the captain could clearly feel. And after a while, the auctioneer comes up below.

“Ladies and gentlemen! Many other elders, masters, mages, and great dragonslayer lords! ”

Many looked up at the top seated captain. The three faces of the Triford have all turned interesting, and the ogre wizard on both sides has twisted his jaw.

Not only that, the various species and the nobles sitting below all turned their heads and looked up at the captain. It is obscured by the purple veil, but a solid curve of Washtz is clearly visible in the shadows.

[I wouldn't have exposed myself in the auction like this in the first place. They seem to be very interested in short-term profits.]

“I'm sure you have plenty of Devil Hearts, so it seems like you're telling me to buy a poetry elf any time soon. ”

The captain chews out the silver chips in the crystal bowl. The magical sweets were crumbling inside my mouth, smelling the moist sea breeze and palm fruit.

The Surprise Captain looked inside the crystal ball and saw that each of the silver sweets had a name, and it said that what he had just eaten tasted like palm trees.

“Sometimes things get too weird when you can't build a car. ”

[System is being analyzed. We'll have it ready for you to taste when you're gone.]

“Hmm, please. Tyrant.”

The Goblin said.

“Here we go, Your Majesty! ”

The auctioneer chatters for a long time, and the red and large curtain rises and reveals the woman trapped inside the large crystal.

Blue hair that looks like it's showing the ocean. The more I look at it from different directions, the more colorful it really feels like I'm seeing the ocean.

The body was lovely, but good enough, and above all, it was just as beautiful as the dragon the Lanesviser had once seen. Having such a woman was not only for her own greed, but also for the glory of the family. Many nobles deserved to drool.

The captain, on the other hand, was embarrassed by a completely different topic.

“Oh my God…”

[Yes, sir. That's right. That elf, that ear is a machine.]

It looks like an ordinary elf's ear, but Tyrant notices correctly.

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