Slave dealers of all sizes are active on the southern continent, and Qi Gao is one of them, but his strength is not strong, and there are about 1,200 slaves who trade every year. Compared with those large-scale population businesses that cost tens of thousands, he is a little grasshopper with strong vitality and great trouble.

The sources of slaves are widespread, the most important of which is the "missing population". There are too many white people in the south, and the huge base of billions determines that the rulers cannot effectively supervise everyone. Diseases, gambling debts, fighting, group vendetta, blasphemy... Many people disappeared for no reason. They are all untouchables and live to the extreme poverty. The king cannot receive a few pennies from them, so naturally he will not care about the specific whereabouts of these people. The regional police are too lazy to ask, and they are too busy protecting the rights and interests of the nobles every day. Who would waste time on a group of dirty poor people?

Maybe they were drinking too much and were snoring in the stinky ditch; or maybe they lost money at the gambling table and were trembling in a dark corner, worried that they would be found by their enemies; or they would just be unscrupulous and seduce men randomly, and they wouldn't dare to say anything after being too big, so they had to hide in a secluded corner and wait for the time to give birth to the child.

All of these people will become the best targets for slave traders. Take Yougao as an example. He knows very well where to catch the best quality goods. He has a group of people who specialize in the slums of several nearby cities. Sick ghosts, bastards, illegitimate sons, fallen monks who were expelled from the church... No matter what sins they have to be measured with a fixed moral framework, then you are the number one fool in the world. They are goods, and they are stocks temporarily reserved in Yougao's "population warehouse". They do not know what Yougao defines himself, but just helps Yougao do evil for a few pennies.

Robbery, kidnapping, deliberately cheating fools who want to make money in a casino, set up a plan to frame the target, make the other party encounter a disturbance, force the property to sell, and in the end they have nothing to become slaves... There is also even more terrible practices that even the devil hates: they capture women with strong fertility from all over the place, force them to get pregnant with dirty methods, and the children are first screened when they are born, and sell them to rich people, and the rest is handed over to orphanages. The hospital has a close relationship with these guys. On the surface, they are charitable and sympathetic to raise orphans without parents, but in fact they feed infants and young children on a large scale, thereby reducing the raising costs shared by each child.

This is a big business full of knowledge.

Both the royal family and the Holy See are shameless. The king and the pope must show their fair and kind side in front of the people, and they will spend more or less money to invest in public infrastructure, especially public welfare and charity... In this way, institutions such as orphanages, nursing homes, and sanitary homes emerged one after another, fighting for the small amount of funding, and fighting for the struggle... But no matter what, the funding from the king is also part of the income. According to comprehensive calculations, large-scale bans of women, forced pregnancy and childbirth, and then buying and selling people is indeed very profitable. Over the past few hundred years, from capturing "goods" to fertilization, a complete cycle has been formed, and slave traders have made a lot of money and are having fun.

The king and the nobles were not fools, and the pope was not so foolish on the surface. They knew all this well, but they never said it through.

Slave dealers always grow old, and they also experience the years while accumulating wealth. When people get old, they will fade away and regret the sins they have committed. Especially in the deeper depths of the white minds in the south, the Holy Lord is always respected. The stories of hell and heaven are circulating everywhere and are deeply rooted in people's hearts... In order to obtain a place to go to heaven after death, the old slave dealers are willing to spend money to do some good deeds, but they never expected that the king and the high nobles have been watching themselves for a long time, just like a fat pig that has been raising for a long time. When it is time to slaughter and eat meat.

The king will not engage in dirty business, but he will not refuse gold coins. Of course, dirty things should be done by dirty people. As long as the pig skin is peeled, it will be covered with thick fat and red meat. The people at the bottom will also cheer at the king's wisdom and wisdom, believing that he is an outstanding representative of saving the people from suffering and punishing evil and promoting good.

Yougao didn't know the inside story, at least he wouldn't understand this truth now. He only knew that trafficking people was very profitable. For example, now, the beautiful Count Elpso asked the maid to send a large purse. Yougao unzipped the sealed tether and poured out a large amount of shiny gold pounds on the tray.

"I look forward to our next collaboration." Elizabeth's smile was so charming that for the first time in his life, Yugao felt that the importance of a woman was far greater than that of a gold pound, which made him feel incredibly briefly lost.

This feeling lasted less than five seconds, and Yougao woke up from his wonderful and unrealistic fantasy. He lowered his head and smiled with a self-deprecating look. The gap in identity was too big, and it was impossible for the slave trader to be equal to the Countess, but this did not prevent Yougao from always retaining this beautiful picture in his mind.

"I will get more goods for you as soon as possible." Holding the heavy purse, Yougao bent down to salute. Even if he couldn't get involved, it would be nice to see this beautiful woman. Moreover, she is still one of the best customers she has met so far. The accounts are clear and the payment is settled in one go, and there are no additional conditions for all kinds of messy conditions.

Looking at Yugao with a respectful expression, Elizabeth chuckled and asked, "Are you married?"

Yougao didn't understand why she asked such a question, and nodded: "I have two children."

Elizabeth pinched his fingers casually, and a maid came out of the inner hall and walked straight to Yugao. She was holding a tray in her hand, with an exquisite linen bag inside. Yugao opened it and found that it was filled with white sugar.

"This is my gift to your wife and children." Elizabeth acted elegantly and had a pleasant voice.

"This... this is too expensive." Yougao suddenly felt his heart beating faster. It was not that he had seen big scenes. It was just that this gift made him feel very sudden and he also had some special thoughts, which led to his thinking becoming a little confused in a short period of time and his speech was stuttering: "Your Excellency... Sir... you are too polite."

The southern part of the mainland has grown sugarcane very early, and strictly speaking, it is not short of sugar. The five kingdoms have discovered business opportunities from it. The king and the pope jointly controlled the trade of all sugar commodities. For hundreds of years, the price of sugar has remained high, especially the refined white sugar, which has exceeded the crude sugar cubes in both appearance and taste, and the price has doubled. Generally speaking, only wealthy families can enjoy it, and most civilians at the bottom use crude brown sugar.

People even use white sugar as a standard for evaluating someone's wealth, and he can spread bread with syrup every day. White, not red, and he is a real rich man.

Yougao is not short of sugar, but he knows the value of such a large packet of white sugar... According to the market price, it is equivalent to two adult and strong slaves.

"This is a gift." Elizabeth smiled and repeated the words between her words, her tone full of temptation: "I look forward to the next collaboration."

...

A few days later, on the sea north of Aip Town.

It's late at night, and the thick clouds block the stars and the moon. It's hard to see the distance on the dark sea surface. Fortunately, there is no wind and the sea surface is calm. No one sees a giant tall sea boat quietly mooring near the shore. A large ship with a similar appearance but a few times smaller appearance slowly approaches from the south.

This ship follows its previous name, also called "Obsidian".

It was not that Elizabeth was too lazy to change the name of the ship, but that it was registered under the name of the old ship. Whether it was newly built or purchased, the procedures were much easier than registering a new ship. According to the laws of the Saxon Kingdom, multiple ships of the same name could be owned under the name of the same noble. Taking the "Obsidian" as an example, the Countess Elpso can own up to five ships, named after No. 1 to No. 5.

This is a new ship named "Obsidian II".

Stewart, wearing a triangular captain's hat, stood on the deck with his feet spread apart so that he could maintain his body shape and not lose balance during bumps.

He kept his guard and his hands drooped naturally. His pants were modified, and there was a gun bag on each side of his legs. The two pistols inserted inside were loaded. Stewart trained hard in pulling out the gun and shooting. At a distance of twenty meters, he could blow the heads of two targets in one second.

The five sailors were facing a great enemy. They held the hooked cables in their hands, and their faces were filled with obvious tension and fear.

The sailor closest to Stewart wiped his sweat and whispered: "Captain, are they... giants from the north?"

Stewart looked at him, and his middle finger inadvertently touched the handle of the pistol. He smiled calmly in the darkness: "What's strange about this? I've told you before departure that this mission is very special. Everyone knows that we are doing business with the giants."

"Obsidian Two" is a fast sailing ship, including Stewart, with only six crew members.

Because it was a good wind, it only took four days to get here from Dosette County. The slaves were filled with a special potion when they boarded the ship, and they would be soft and weak in the next week. This was not a secret invention by the Holy See, but rather the slave traders went alone during the long business period. Only the most obedient slaves are good slaves, especially during the long-distance trafficking process. As long as they remain quiet and do not cry or make trouble, the sellers are actually willing to provide enough water and food. This makes it very convenient for everyone.

Dealing with the Northern Giants is a sin, but not all white people think so.

Spending a lot of money to hire these five selected sailors to sail to sea is the most confidential approach in Stewart's opinion.

The golden pound is so shining that it can make believers change their beliefs and make the poor willing to throw themselves into the demons and sell their souls.

He threw the cables over the side of the ship, and watched the distance between the two ships gradually narrowed, several iron hooks stretched out from the opposite ship, then put on foldable wooden boards and set up a simple boat bridge... Under the night sky, as burly as iron towers, extremely fierce giants crossed the side of the ship to the deck of "Obsidian 2".

More than twenty people, their bodies were red and their swelling and strong muscles were as hard as rocks. The strap made of animal skin was cross-body on their shoulders, tying long swords and steel axes. Some of them had bare heads, some had long hair tied behind their heads, and some had short hair like white men, with no difference in height and skin tone.

The pigs are an exception. Their fangs look terrible, like the legendary cannibal monster.

The five sailors shrank step by step and gathered together with Stewart as the core. Although they gritted their teeth to accept the job for the sake of the golden pound, they felt a little regretful when they saw the giants in the north, and were suppressed by a strong fear, and almost couldn't even penetrate the air.

The tall, red nose walked up to Stewart, stretched out his hands and gently pressed his shoulders.

This is the way of greeting that both of us think is the most suitable and best represents intimacy. Due to the gap in height, handshakes and hugs are not convenient.

"Long time no see." Chibi's greeting was very formal.

"You're more handsome than you used to." Stewart raised his hand and pointed his red-nose fangs, and said half-jokingly: "Especially this tooth."

Chibi was stunned for a few seconds, then raised her head and burst into laughter.

"You guy..." He patted Stewart's shoulder hard: "It's better to do the serious business first and let me see what you brought this time."

Stewart turned around, glanced at the sailors standing behind him, and shook his head at them: "Open the cabin and take everyone on the deck."

When the first trafficker walked out of the cabin, he was almost shocked.

"Oh my God! It's... the giant from the north!"

"They will eat us."

"No, no, let me leave here, and I will not be with the giants even if I die, they will swallow my soul."

"The Holy Lord is here, show mercy and save us..."

The noisy discussion quickly turned into screams, and the voices of hundreds of people were mixed together, making people feel numb when they heard it.

"Shut up!" Chibi swept the audience with a messy gaze and let out a clear English roar. He pulled out his shaky sword at the same time: "Whoever dares to talk nonsense anymore, I will chop off his head!"

“He can speak our language?”

"It's amazing, a monster who speaks humans?"

"He must have been possessed by a demon. I heard from the priests in the church that this situation is only the giants controlled by the devil. He will eat us and dig out our hearts and offer them to the devil."

Threats and intimidation have no effect, and Red Nose is not good at communicating with words.
Chapter completed!