(2-in-1 chapter)

When the Death Legion settled in Danyu City, there was a commotion inside and outside the city.

In any city, the inhabitants were roughly divided into three classes - nobles, commoners, and slaves.

Now Danyu City, needless to say, the nobles, no matter how down-and-out the nobles are, they will not be unable to afford to eat, every household has a basement, and the stored grain in it can make the whole family eat for several years.

And most of the nobles have real estate in other places, and it doesn't matter if Danyu City is in chaos, it's a big deal to go to a house in a foreign place to hide, and live for a year and a half, it will be regarded as a tour.

The situation of the civilians has become very bad, although Bolton has given Danyu City a large amount of food to relieve the urgent need, but those grains have been given priority to the city defenders, or compensated to the nobles who had lent the grain to the ruling government mansion before, coupled with the exploitation and deduction in the open and covert, the relief food that was really distributed to the civilians was somewhat lacking.

Of course, less is less, but there are others, the civilians have been hungry for so long, and they are so hungry that they have to gnaw on wheat stalks, and at this time, they are already grateful to Dade if they have food, how dare they question whether the portion is sufficient? Not only did he not dare, but he also tried his best to find connections to photograph the officials and horses, and strive to make the adults "take care" of them when the time came.

If the civilians can barely survive, then for the slaves, the current Danyu City is a hell.

According to the Code of Doguland, a slave is not a "man", but an alternative "animal" who does not enjoy any civil rights, and his master who rules over them can decide whether to live or die at will, just like deciding whether to slaughter a pig in the family.

This is an iron law formulated by the ancient kings since the founding of the country, inherited from the unshakable will of the Sun King, the "chief of the gods" in ancient times, and has long been integrated into all corners of the kingdom of Doguland

Slaves lived like animals, doing heavy work that could never be done, trembling and begging for a little food, and then making sure that they did not make mistakes, or they would die like animals.

The vast majority of slaves are struggling for survival, "food and clothing" can be said to be their highest pursuit of life, if any slave can live a good life, that is the best among slaves, I don't know how many slaves to envy.

In normal times, the standard of living of slaves was already so low that whether they could be fed or not depended entirely on the mood of the master, and even more so in times of famine.

Now, some of the slave owners are difficult to protect themselves, and some of them have temporarily emigrated to other places, and in the calculations of these nobles, it is better not to take slaves along the way and spend extra money, but to go to the slave market in the new city to buy a new batch at that time.

In this way, when the aristocracy emigrated, a large number of slaves were abandoned, they lost their masters, they had no one to feed them, and they did not have the civil rights granted by the code to receive food from the granary, and they faced a real despair.

Previously, Solandale followed Chino to Danyu City, and the two separated after entering the city.

According to the agreement, Chino gave Solandelle 24 hours to find the so-called "best of both worlds" on her own, and Solandelle came to the city streets alone.

Sometimes, when you go to an unfamiliar place, what you see is tied to your identity.

If you, as a high-ranking person, swagger into the city, the local officials will pay special attention to you, greet you up and down, map out a route for you, show you around the places they think are appropriate, and do everything they can to show you the good side and cover the bad side.

And when you leave all your identities and titles, become one of the many living beings, and enter the city in obscurity, you see something completely different.

Solandelle knew that it wouldn't make sense for her to follow Chino as a princess of the royal family, so she left the group and acted alone after entering the city, not even Lorna.

She changed into civilian clothes, slapped ashes on the ground, deliberately made herself unkempt, pretended to be a disaster-stricken civilian, and quietly walked out into the streets.

As for safety, she didn't let others worry about it, she put the red rope "thread" sent by Chino on her wrist, if she really encountered any danger, even if she couldn't escape, this extraterrestrial armor would protect her safety.

When the high-ranking royal princess leaves the prosperity and falls into the world, the most real world is presented in front of her.

The sky was overcast and drizzling, but the streets were more crowded than ever, and carriages were leaving the city, and the streets were lined with weeping and begging slaves.

The aristocratic carriages were wrapped in cherished mahogany and fine silk, and the aristocratic lords in brocade clothes sat in the carriages, staring at the front casually, ignoring the tragic situation around them, perhaps there was nothing to care about, for the nobles with thousands of pockets, the city was just a simple shelter, and if it was uncomfortable to live here, then go to live somewhere else.

Next to the carriage, the slaves were scrawny, their ragged clothes were black and smelly rags, and the dirt on their faces was unrecognizable, and they ran barefoot on the road full of stagnant water and gravel, following the carriage along the way to pray, just to ask the nobles to give a bite to eat, but because they accidentally got too close, they were beaten by the guards who accompanied the carriage.

The aristocratic young master in the carriage was white and fat, and he had a lot of appetite because of this, and he hadn't eaten for several hours after four meals a day, and he was holding the sandwich that his mother had prepared in advance.

The thick sandwich is wrapped in delicate white bread with fresh vegetables and in the center is a piece of fresh chicken chop grilled today, topped with a delicious mayonnaise.

The aristocratic young master took a bite, and before he could chew it a few times, he spit it back again, and shouted in a big temper: "There are carrots again!" I said I don't like carrots! ”

The noble lady said with a pleasant face: "Baby, eating carrots is good for your health, and you just put a small strip, just bear with it a little bite, and swallow it in one bite." ”

"I don't eat! I! No! Eat! The noble young master kept kicking the wall of the carriage and threw the sandwich directly outside the car.

Seeing this, the noble lady hurriedly comforted: "Okay, good, don't eat, don't eat." Come on, go to the car in the back and bring the cheesecake that the young master loves to eat. ”

Just as the guards went to fetch the cake, the sandwich thrown by the noble young master had already caused a small commotion.

The scrawny slaves scrambled to pounce on them, and the sandwich had fallen into the stagnant water, and it couldn't be dirtier anymore, but they were pushing me away, and they were not like each other, and they were arguing with each other until their necks were red.

The person who grabbed the sandwich first took a big bite and put it in his mouth, but before he could bite it, he was kicked on the head, and then he was pressed by the person who pounced, and the sandwich in his hand was also snatched and torn apart.

The person who grabbed it didn't care about the sludge on it, and he didn't dare to chew it after putting it in his mouth, so he quickly swallowed it and swallowed it to settle down.

And those who didn't grab it were full of resentment, but they had no choice but to look on the ground to see if there were any residues that fell during the scramble just now, and if there were, they picked it up and swallowed it, and if they didn't, they continued to follow the car, looking forward to the noble young master being able to throw another piece down.

If the male ** is squeezing around with his body, begging for food from the car, the streets are occupied by weaker women and children.

The female ** was attached to the roadside to set up a stall, but what she took out to sell was not ordinary goods, but children.

Some of these children were born to the slaves themselves, while others were picked up from nowhere, and regardless of their origins, slave children were born into this class with slave stamps on their arms from the moment they established a relationship with their parents.

At this time, the slave children were tied to the side of the road with ropes like animals, and each of them hung a wooden sign around his neck with a crooked price mark.

The price level of children is generally linked to age, gender, and physical fitness.

Boys are more expensive than girls, and boys can do heavier work.

Older children are more expensive than small children, and older children can save their owners a few years of rations.

Those with meat are more expensive than those with skinny bones, and having meat means being healthy and better fed.

Some of these children who were sold had long been numb, just standing on the side of the road with dull eyes, allowing the passing nobles to look at them, and some of the children were still young and did not understand why their relatives wanted to sell them, and they were crying in the rain at a loss, whimpering and calling for their parents.

The children's mothers turned a blind eye to the cries and shouted to the passing nobles: "Sell the children! Come and see my kids! It's all very good kids, the price is cheaper than usual, come and have a look! ”

At this moment, a carriage stopped on the side of the road, and a nobleman dressed in brocade clothes walked down with his attendants, silently looking at the children for sale in front of the stall.

The attendant glanced at the prices on the sign, nodded and said, "Master, these prices are very affordable." ”

The woman who sold the child nodded like pecking rice, and hurriedly helped: "Yes, master, these children are not picked up, they are all born by me, they have been very healthy since childhood, there are no diseases, and they will definitely be your good helpers when they are bought and raised." ”

The nobleman didn't pay attention to the woman, but glanced sideways at the attendant and said casually: "The price doesn't matter, the key is whether or not I can help my child cultivate." ”

"I'll try it for my lord first." After the attendant finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed the head of a child with five fingers and claws, and the power of soul sucking poured out from his fingertips, penetrating into the child's body like a poisonous snake, and rampaging through his blood.

"Ah!!h In the child's immature and high-pitched screams, his body gradually became shriveled, and all flesh and blood poured into the attendant's body as soul power.

When the child's body fell to the ground, there was only a little skin and bones left in the body, like a dried corpse that had withered for a long time.

The wind blew through the nobles and squires, lifting their shawls, and the royal insignia on their shoulders shone brightly, the emblem of the Eric family.

Both of them are soul magicians!

The child was suddenly sucked dry, and the woman was startled, but she quickly calmed down.

She had never dealt with anyone in the Eric family, but before she was abandoned by her master, she had heard about the Soul Sorcerer.

At this time, when she saw the people of the Wang Ling family face to face, she only felt flattered, and she didn't dare to care about the other party's behavior of draining the child without paying, and waited for the Wang Ling Master to speak further.

The soul master attendant felt the flow of soul power in his body, nodded to the nobleman and said, "The quality is good, you can cultivate into a high-quality soul slave, the young master is now in a bottleneck period, and he needs high-quality soul power to help him break through the limit." ”

The nobleman nodded, glanced at the price, there were still 4 children left, the price was between 100 and 120 copper moons, he casually took out 5 silver moons from his arms and handed them to the woman: "It's all over, and you." ”

When the woman saw Yinyue, she was so excited that everyone trembled, but when she heard that the other party even wanted to buy it herself, she couldn't help but be stunned: "Me? ”

The nobleman said lightly: "Your offspring are of good quality, after I go back with me, I will find the same high-quality male slave for you, you must work hard to have more children, and you will have a place for them in the future." ”

For slaves, the most terrible thing is not the evil master, but the absence of a master at all.

If you have a master, you belong to private property, and you have to take care of your master's strength before others bully you.

Without an owner, you're just a stray animal, and no one cares about dying on the streets.

Listening to the meaning of this royal lord, she doesn't need to do any work after being bought, as long as she keeps giving birth to children.

Moreover, since the lord needs high-quality children, then during her pregnancy and childbirth, what she eats and drinks must be responsive.

This quality of life is already more than 99% of slaves, and she only thinks that this is a gift from the gods, and hurriedly agrees.

The tragic situation here is only a corner of Danyu City, and similar things are still happening in many places in the city.

Some of the slaves were so close to the car that the noble lord felt that he had soiled the door and ordered the guards to kill them on the spot.

The rest of the slaves did not dare to hold any grudges, so they could only take this as a warning and warn themselves not to get too close like this unfortunate bastard.

Slaves do not always meet happy nobles, many nobles have a very bad attitude, always deliberately hurt people when watching children, just to reduce the price.

The slaves had no choice but to accept the pain, selling for a little less money and getting some food, and if they couldn't sell it, they would have nothing.

There are also some children who are reluctant to leave their parents when they are sold, crying and burrowing into the arms of their parents, holding them alive and unwilling to let go.

The nobles who bought slaves to work as coolies were more gentle, after all, if they injured people, they would be inefficient at that time, and they would lose themselves, so they just let the guards forcibly stuff the children into the back compartment.

And those royal nobles who buy slaves as soul slaves are different, they don't care whether the slaves can act or not, anyway, they take them back to make soul sustenance, and it is better to not act, so they don't have to send extra people to take care of them, they directly let the guards break the children's hands and feet, and then throw them into the container and drive away.

This is the slave of Dogurand, born like an animal's mouth and dead like an animal's mouth.

In the face of the oppression of the aristocracy, no slave thought of resisting.

It's not that I don't dare, but I didn't think about it at all.

Why?

There is no why.

In a kingdom where the sun was faithful, the Sun King, the "chief of the gods," made an iron law that slaves were animals, and they were animals.

The gods are supreme, and the words of the gods are the truth.

The truth is indisputable, just as the sun rises in the east, can you question the wrong direction for the sun to rise?

Solandelle walked through the chaotic streets, bloody and miserable images came to her face, she had seen the sad world before, and she had seen the sad world again.

Brutal oppression, the iron laws of the gods, the shackles of imprisonment across the era, the sad songs intertwined with the cries of thousands of slaves... All this, the 12-year-old little princess saw in her eyes and remembered in her heart.