Chapter 81 (1/2)
It's on the ground floor of warehouse No.9.
Along the steep stone steps down dozens of feet, a secluded long corridor on both sides, is a rectangular prison.
Behind the door of the iron fence made of fine steel, under the dim light, the expressionless faces like ghosts are quietly suspended there.
Close to the stone steps of the prison, the prison is a white skin, good-looking girl.
They were tall and slender, with light gold and gray brown hair. Judging from their tattered clothes, they should have come from the Lucian empire in the northeast of medland.
It was a big country with a vast territory and a large population.
Big, but not strong. That's why the Caban's slave hunting team brought so many beautiful Lucia girls to sell.
Behind these cells were a group of young men and women with short stature, dark red skin and quick movements. They curled up in the prison next to people, just like frightened little animals. They looked at Joe passing by the prison door in horror, as well as a group of Imperial officers and soldiers, the guards of the witus family, and so on.
”Papaya.” ”From the papaya subcontinent in the northwest corner of the black continent, cautious, sensitive, hardworking, willing to do, and uncivilized. With a little grace, you'll be as faithful as an old dog all your life, and you'll be the best servant for every combat effectiveness
Joe whistled softly and glanced at the thousands of papayas huddled together in several huge cells.
After walking through these cells, the huge prison is full of black sandalwood with dark skin, and the black continent is tall and strong.
When Joe walked through a cell, a man over seven feet and three inches tall was no less than Joe now. He was very strong, like a lion in the shape of a man. He was covered with many protruding tendons, and suddenly he hit the prison door with a bang.
”Hoo,” the man held out a hand from the middle of the fence and grabbed Joe's arm.
With a loud bang, the teeth that had been following Joe, waving the scabbard, and standing heavily on the man's elbow. The big man, in pain, jerked his hand back. He banged his bare head against the cell door and growled in words Joe couldn't understand.
”What is he talking about?” Joe didn't understand and pointed to the ferocious man.
”He wants meat, he wants wine, he wants women Satisfy his condition, he can be your most loyal soldier, kill and set fire to you The grimace shopkeeper sighed: ”the Turku dialect of the black continent is close to the papaya subcontinent. The black continent is a magical place. Each tribe has its own vernacular, so their communication is very inconvenient.”
Joe, Doron, ya, and the others present all gave a startled look at the grimace shopkeeper.
”Do you know this kind of tribal dialect?” Qiao asked the grimace shopkeeper in amazement.
”The business of the drugstore is not good. Once upon a time, I wanted to do some slave trade to subsidize my life...” The face shopkeeper put his hands in his sleeve and sighed slowly, ”I am a man who likes to prepare for a rainy day. If I want to sell slaves, I can't understand what slaves are saying?”
”So, in three years, I have learned 137 languages, including Lucian, papaya, turulu, and zitu...” With a heavy sigh, the grimace shopkeeper bowed his head and muttered: ”after I learned these words, I found that the slave trade was too heavy to kill, so It's better to keep your own medicine shop. ”
Major general Doron slapped his forehead and subconsciously murmured, ”137 new languages Damn the military department, in the military strategy examination, I was only a highland language, and I almost failed to be promoted to major general... ”
The other four major generals at the scene also looked at the grimace shopkeeper with the eyes of worshiping gods and men.
A group of guards of the Rittal family, who followed Joe, opened their mouths one by one and all fell into a state of trance. Most of these guards are illiterate. It's not easy for them to speak their own mother tongue, let alone learn so many foreign languages?
In front of Joe's eyes, it seems that the transcripts of his childhood enlightenment education, primary education, and the secondary education he received in the school of justice drifted by. The report cards fell like snow, almost choking him.
He shook his head and stamped on the prison door in front of the black man.
”Bang”, the door of the cell trembled violently, and the fine steel fence with the thickness of wrist was stamped by Joe with more than a foot dent.
Joe pointed to the big man and said angrily, ”be honest, be obedient, or you will be invited to eat sticks! Asshole
The grimace shopkeeper came to the door of the prison, staring at the big man and said two words coldly. The ferocity and ferocity of the big man's face was closed and he squatted down on the ground.
”These black continent people are also uncivilized. They are afraid of authority but do not respect morality. Violence can only work on them and make them obedient. ” ”To tell you the truth, the nobles of the medland countries, few people raise them,” said the grimace shopkeeper
”The best way out for them is the pirates on the stormy ocean. They are big, fierce, powerful and like to get something for nothing. Plundering on the ocean is their favorite life. ””They're not good at farming, they're not good at any fine work It's just robbery. It doesn't take much skill, does it? ”
One by one, the prisoners went by, and there were unfortunate people from different places and different tribes. The grimace shopkeeper told Qiao about the ethnic characteristics of the slaves captured by the Caban family.
Even, the grimace shopkeeper will casually mention the place where these hapless people live, what specialties are available in an archipelago or a subcontinent, and what specialties are in a certain country in medland, which can make the most profit.