"What should we do?" Luther asked fiercely.

The slave trader smiled apologetically: "This slave is too fierce. It's hard to control her without a brand. Why don't you pay some more cost and keep her for a month? Once the brand is ready, we will send it to your house. Don't worry.

, the whole process is kept confidential.”

"No need." Ange shook his head. He understood this brand as soon as he removed it. It was a soul brand.

But it is far different from the imprint of the soul of an undead creature. It cannot even restrain thoughts, but can only restrain physical aspects, such as weakness in the body and weakness in limbs.

"Then be careful, don't let her go casually, she is very fierce..." the slave trader warned as he exited the tent, but before he could finish speaking, Ange cut off the rope, and the dark elf was freed.

"This..." Damn it, the slave trader turned around and left. Anyway, after giving him the money, it didn't matter to him if the slave ran away. If he caught him later, he might be able to sell it again.

Ange bought six hundred slaves, spending less than 40,000 magic crystals. One of the dark elves spent 20,000 magic crystals, and the remaining ones were less than 20,000. Among them, the dwarves were a bit more expensive, but on average, each slave

It only cost thirty-three magic crystals, but this was already a high price.

Ange's generosity caused a sensation in Riverside Town. Some people also had other ideas. They gathered early on the only road outside the town. They wanted to see what Ange and Luther were like.

He took away more than 600 slaves to see if there was any opportunity to make a profit.

So early the next morning, many people discovered that there were many corpses in the woods outside the town by the river, and many corpses floated up the river. Some people recognized them as slave-catching teams of several big slave traders in the town.

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The castles of these big slave merchants were also broken, their belongings were looted, the slaves were released, and all the thugs were killed. I heard from the freed slaves that it was a group of armed giants and a swearing horse that broke the castle.

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On the way north, Nigris couldn't laugh or cry: "If you mess with anyone, you have to mess with him. He originally wanted to pay well, but now it's better, the money has been saved, and he has made many times the profit, so why bother."

After finishing speaking, several big slave traders were dragged down and buried. Looking back, one of Ange's hands had disappeared and he was brewing wine in the space.
Chapter completed!