my age of magic

Chapter 1056 158. In the slave market

Looking up at the golden autumn sun above, it was almost noon at this time. The slave owners in the slave market began to ask the servants to carry the gruel made from buckets of sweet potatoes to the high platform. The slaves standing on the high platform They began to enjoy a simple lunch one after another. They squeezed together one by one, sat down on the high platform with limited space, and slowly drank the sweet potato porridge in the pottery bowl in their hands.

A bowl of potato porridge is the main meal of the slaves every day. Only a few strong male slaves can enjoy the treatment of meat porridge and black bread in order to maintain their sharp muscles, but the slave owner raised the price too much. High, the price was written on the bronze-colored pectoralis major of those male slaves, and no one cared about it all morning.

The slaves who had stood on the high platform all morning were already tired, and they were only allowed to sit down and rest for a while when they were eating at noon.

Although it has entered autumn, the temperature at noon still makes people standing under the sun sweat profusely.

A group of female slaves gathered to drink water from a wooden bucket in the corner of the high platform. They took turns holding a wooden spoon. After drinking enough water, they would pour the remaining water from the wooden spoon over their heads. They were wrapped in linen, After wrapping it around her body, it looked more like a gray bath towel.The skirt that was soaked in water was almost translucent, and there would always be greedy gazes from the audience glancing at the crowd of women. The young female slaves curled up shyly, some were squatting, and some were half lying on the high platform. In such a scorching noon, waiting for a fate to be sold.

At this time, the slave owners also went to the restaurant outside the slave market to have lunch, and temporarily let the attendants guard under the high platform.

According to my friend Bobby in El City, some servants under slave owners have been dealing with slaves for a long time, and their hearts will become twisted and secretive. They often joke about those slaves for fun. Sometimes, guards and servants even deliberately neglect their duties. Lure those slaves to escape, and then go out to chase them with weapons and hounds. Once the escaped slaves are caught, they will be hung on a tree and beaten severely, and then hung on the tree to die in the sun.

After tossing all morning, I didn't even buy a single slave. Seeing that Alia looked a little tired, I said to Mrs. Alia: "The slave owners here are gone, let's go to lunch too. !"

"Oh, I'm almost hungry. I know there's a good restaurant nearby. Why don't we go there to eat." Mrs. Alia rested her right hand on her slender waist and wiped her forehead with a silk handkerchief. With fine sweat, Betty, the personal maid, held up a parasol behind her, and held up the heavy skirt for Mrs. Alia with one hand to make her walk lighter. As for the two slave girls who just bought Obediently followed behind Betty.

"Okay!" I happily agreed.

I am still very curious about how the nobles in the imperial capital enjoy lunch outside, because Noah told me that the noble restaurants I went to before were at best only restaurants that small nobles would patronize. It is very particular.

The magic caravan took us to the entrance of a luxurious restaurant outside the Opera House in the Fifth Street. Guangyin, there are several luxury magic caravans parked at the entrance of this restaurant. Several noble earls in formal dresses walked out of the restaurant, boarded the magic caravan at the door, and walked away.

Before entering the restaurant, Mrs. Alia specially asked me to wear the Earl Medal of Nobility on my chest to avoid unnecessary trouble. The so-called modesty and politeness of those nobles are also targeted.

This kind of high-end restaurant has certain requirements for the attire of the guests. I changed into the goose yellow Mitholli magic robe on the magic caravan, and Mrs. Alia also added some light makeup. Her long dress looked a bit It's cumbersome, but the craftsmanship is very elegant. Because of lunch, Mrs. Alia asked Betty to untie some of the restraint belts at the back.

I jumped out of the carriage and stood beside the carriage to help Mrs. Aliya down. She held my shoulder with one hand and held my hand with the other. She jumped down lightly, her long skirt like Like an open umbrella, it suddenly bloomed in the air, and then quickly changed back to the original flowery appearance.

At the entrance of the restaurant, two well-dressed attendants helped us open the door. One of the attendants ushered us in and took us to a room on the second floor. This room was more like a luxurious living room, except for the dining table. , there is a group of soft sofas for people to rest next to, a row of bookshelves on the wall, purple velvet curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, through which you can see the street view outside.

The two newly bought female slaves that Aliya bought did not follow us into the private room. They were placed in the waiter's rest area on the first floor to eat.

A thick corn-colored blanket was spread on the floor of the private room. Betty knelt on the carpet and untied the laces of the crystal slipper for Madam Alia. On the sofa, Betty quickly ran over and squatted on the carpet to rub her feet. Her heels were slender, but the soles of her feet looked a little sensual. The round toes were painted with red nail polish, which was dazzlingly beautiful under the reflection of her fair skin. .

When ordering, Mrs. Aliya ordered a seafood soup, a bena burrito and a vegetable salad, while I chose a fried dragon neck meat and imperial style sausage with bread.In fact, the taste of the dishes here is very ordinary, basically just the original flavor of the ingredients, but the advantage is that all the ingredients are very fresh, and each dish uses the best tender meat from Warcraft, which can be eaten in one meal Although it didn't feel amazing, it was quite satisfactory.

The dining environment here is more than comfortable. After eating, taking a rest on the soft sofa will relieve your fatigue.

The maid in the restaurant put the fruits and desserts on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and quietly retreated out of the room.

Aliya sat on the beige sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the Majaro Mountains surrounding the imperial capital in the distance outside the glass windows.

A wisp of autumn wind blew into the room through the white gauze curtain, blowing away the bangs on her head, revealing her full and bright forehead.

She saw me walking over with a cup of vanilla milk tea, a charming smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.I sat down next to her, wanting to rest my head on her round long legs and lie down comfortably.

She was afraid that the court dress would be wrinkled by me, and she would not be able to wear it to meet people, so she hurriedly refused with a smile.

I put my arms around her slender waist, she couldn't avoid it, so she had to give in, and asked Betty, the personal maid, to come over and help her take off her outer dress and long skirt, and hung it on a hanger in the corner of the wall, wearing a close-fitting pure white spider silk Petticoat, let me pillow on her sensual lap.

In autumn, on such a sunny afternoon, taking a short break in the private room of a luxury restaurant, under such an ambiguous atmosphere, hormones are burning in the body, Alia stretches out her hand from the crystal clear bunch of grapes in the fruit plate Picking a green agate and stuffing it into my mouth, she leaned down, her delicate face magnified infinitely in front of my eyes, and Yin Hong's lips were imprinted on my lips.

In a trance, she couldn't tell whether it was the green agate grapes that were sweet or her lips that were sweet.

It's a pity that this is a private room in a high-end restaurant after all, and there is a huge floor-to-ceiling window in front of us, we can see the street view of the Fifth Street upstairs, and in the eyes of passers-by on the street, this high-end restaurant and The me in the glass window is also a street scene.The most we can do is to kiss softly behind the half-covered white curtains.

When she came out of the restaurant, Mrs. Aliya was fully recovered, and the charm that she exuded from her bones could almost drip water.

The sky in this season is exceptionally clean, and there will always be migratory birds flying south above the sky. Because of the existence of the floating imperial city, these migratory birds will usually fly very high. If they accidentally crash into the forbidden area of ​​the imperial capital , it will flap its wings and fall from the sky, becoming a delicacy on the dining table of a certain household in the imperial capital.

The moment Mrs. Alia and I returned to the gate of the slave market and stepped out of the magic caravan, Mrs. Alia blushed slightly, and the amorous look she showed inadvertently always seemed like what we did in the magic caravan a moment ago Same.

Katerina, Luka the tauren, and little Ella sat on the stone platform under the marble guard sculpture at the gate of the slave market. Three pairs of eyes fell on Mrs. Alia and me. No, little Ella asked me loudly without hesitation: "Jijia, did you have an affair with Alia in the magic caravan just now?"

I shrugged my shoulders, quickly shook my head in denial, pointed to her wrinkle-free palace dress to prove my greenness, and said to little Ella: "How could we do such a thing in the magic caravan, look at Alia Is there any wrinkle in the skirt on your body?"

Stride up, and stretch out her hands to hug little Ella on the stone platform. She is wearing a leather armor and carrying her exquisite little hunting bow. She looks like a jungle warrior, but she seems a little ticklish , when I lifted it up, I couldn't help giggling, and shouted to me in a crisp voice: "Well, you have found a good reason this time."

"Jijia, His Royal Highness Qige asked me to help her keep an eye on you. Once you find out that you dare to steal, I will tell her quietly, but you can find a way to bribe me." Little Ella is like a slippery loach Fish, slide down my body. "Haha, Jijia, let me down!"

In the morning, I made an appointment with Katerina and asked her to go to the rental house and bring Luka and Ella to the slave market.

I reached out to Katerina, smiled at her and asked, "How long have you been waiting?"

"Fortunately, it didn't take long!" Katerina said.

She jumped down from the stone platform, stood in front of me, and hugged me gently.

She frowned, stretched out her hand and pinched my back secretly, and whispered next to my ear: "I haven't said anything yet, on you... Her perfume smells so strong."

"Uh... well, we don't have much time left, hurry up and work!" I said to Katerina.

She smiled at me helplessly, as if no matter what I did, no matter how reluctant she was, she would stand by and support silently.

I stood among the crowd and said to everyone: "We are going to buy some slaves here today. I brought you here because I want you to help me identify the slaves here. I want to buy those captured slaves from the outskirts of the imperial capital." Half-orc slaves, not those slaves who lived in slave camps or nests since childhood, so you have to communicate with them in orc language. Half-orcs who have lived in the mountains since childhood must know some orc language. Screen them out, and I'll buy them."

Only then did Little Ella and the Tauren Luka understand the reason why I let them come here. Only they can speak both Orcish and Imperial.

Hearing what I said, little Ella's eyes immediately became bright, and she asked me excitedly: "Jijia, you brought us here so that we can help you rescue those fellow orcs?"

You must know that little Ella has one-half human blood, but she does not have a normal human girl at all, and we orcs who always talk about it.

"There will not be a single orc slave in the entire slave market. Those slave traders dare not openly trade orcs. They don't want to have their heads cut off while they are asleep." I said to little Ella.

Then he explained to her: "The most mixed-breed half-orcs in the market are human-orc hybrids. This time we want to buy them back, but there are too many slaves like this in the entire market. We must choose some slaves that are worthy of us." Save it, otherwise my purse might not be enough."

"Those half-orcs are half-bloods like me?" The expression on Little Ayla's face instantly changed as if she wanted to cry.

I really want to give myself a mouth. When I said these words, how could I forget that little Ella is also a half-breed orc?
I squatted in front of Ella, put one knee on the ground, held her little face in both hands, and said to her seriously: "Of course not my little Ella, you are our little orc princess!"

"Forget it, Jijia, what you say can only coax children." Little Ella puffed her cheeks, made a face at me, and said.

Then she hugged my arm tightly and said to me: "However, although those people are not pure-blooded orcs, they are still our fellow orcs with the blood of our tribe's orcs on their bodies. Let's go quickly! Go to the hands of the slave masters and redeem them."

So, our group re-entered the slave market.

This time, Mrs. Aliya and I were followed by a tauren as tall as the Black Tower, and it was difficult not to attract attention.

In the imperial capital, tauren warriors like Luka are still rare. Luka only wears ordinary leather clothes and pants, and he is dressed casually. The powerful Tauren warrior, the coercion faintly exuded from his body will make the surrounding pedestrians retreat automatically.

Katerina was wearing a sleeveless leather jacket and a leather battle skirt with an open front on the outside of the 'Magic Snake's Fang' magic pattern structure. This outfit had the style of a tribal warrior, and the dagger tied to her leg She flickered while walking, and I heard from Kalancuo that she always had a faint smell of blood on her body, but I never felt it.

I took everyone to the front of the first high stage, and the slave owners standing under the stage greeted us warmly. Alia and I started to ask about the prices of those female half-orc slaves on the stage, and he smiled and said something wrong. High not low price.

At this time, the tall tauren Luka raised little Ella to his shoulders with one hand, and let her sit on the broad shoulders. In this way, little Ella could almost be at the same level as the half-orc female slave on the stage, so little Ella Ayla uttered a series of orcish words...

(End of this chapter)