On the outskirts of Roland City, at Riverside Town, dawn was just breaking. Desperate slaves were driven forth, lining both sides of the road. Each slave bore an expression of sorrow, yet even more sorrowful were the slave traders' faces.
Ange walked along the road, curious about the scene unfolding before him, with the equally curious Luther trailing behind him.
Slavery has been in existence from time immemorial, Roland City has a slave market filled with contract slaves who have sold themselves and captured individuals from different races, such as dwarves and elves.
Of course, elves cannot be openly sold in the market; they can only be covertly traded in the black market, as the elves fiercely suppress such sales.
But the audacious and unscrupulous slave-traders who dared to defy even the Pope wouldn't care about the elves, would they?
