After chatting for a while, Count Pound, who came to apologize, left. This guy was worthy of being a noble. He was in a neutral state from beginning to end.
"Your Highness, you can actually ask for more compensation." Sebastian reminded: "If it were the eldest prince and the second prince, Count Pound would definitely not dare to take just such a small amount."
"But I am not my eldest brother or second brother." Lance said indifferently: "We don't need to offend a count because of this matter, Sebastian, these three dwarves should be quite valuable, find time to sell them."
"Ah?" Sebastian was puzzled: "Sell them? Your Highness, dwarves are proficient in forging and they are rare talents. How can you just sell them? Your territory will definitely need such talents in the future."
"Things in the future will always be in the future." Lance said with a profound look: "Before the future, no matter how valuable things are, they will be no different from waste. What we need now are the resources that can be used now."
Sebastian thought for a moment and nodded thoughtfully: "I understand, Your Highness."
Of course, Lance's real reason was because he wants to escape from marriage. When the time comes, can we still take these dwarves with us when we escape from this city? The territory? What's the difference between Lance running the territory and trying to trap him into a trap?
"Go and do your work." After he finished speaking, he shouted towards the box: "Barbara! Stop hugging the box. You can't take them away! Come here."
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As night fell, four black figures moved quickly through the civilian area under the cover of night. Soon, they arrived at a warehouse in the west that was almost out of the city.
"This is the place where you want to find, Your Highness." Barbara said as if she was taking credit: "This is where the Lizard Chamber of Commerce detains freedmen."
"It's really inside the Demon City?" Lance was a little surprised.
He originally just wanted Barbara to confirm what the Monitor Lizard Chamber of Commerce was doing and then find trouble with their president, but Barbara now told him that those freedmen were all imprisoned in the city. This made him want to take a look.
Several guards were standing outside the warehouse. Under the leadership of Barbara, they saw the situation inside through a gap in the guard.
There were thirty or forty old demons and some younger demons in ragged clothes imprisoned in this warehouse. However, the skin of these young demons was loose, as if they suddenly lost weight.
Although they couldn't tell what race they were at the moment, judging from their clothing style, they should be from the same territory. These people also had a common characteristic, that is, their eyes are dull, as if they have been beaten.
"Do you ask why they were imprisoned here?" Barbara pointed at the fence, "There is the magic array?"
Lance followed her pointing and noticed that the floor under the cage was glowing with green light.
"This is...."
"Potential stimulating array." Barbara said: "These people are old, and many of them will not be able to bear the bumpy journey, so the Demon City is a transit point. They have prepared an array here to stimulate these old people's potential."
He thought of something in his mind: "What are the sequelae...?"
"They can't live long." Barbara spread her hands: "In fact, after these guys are sent to the place, their potential will be stimulated again. They might be able to live for ten or twenty years at first, but by consuming their potential like this, three years, their lifespan is at most three years. If some new territories are busy with construction and want to drain twice more, their lifespan will be even shorter."
Lance took a deep breath: "If they are used casually, they will die quickly. No wonder those nobles bought them with so much peace of mind. The hidden dangers are gone."
"Yes."
"Where are those humans?" Anna asked: "Does the Monitor Lizard Chamber of Commerce still sell human slaves?"
"This can be regarded as extra income." Barbara said: "Some nobles like the diversity of their slaves, so these chambers of commerce will try their best to satisfy their needs. This is the case for those humans. According to the information I found, they should... look outside, those humans are coming."
Everyone looked toward the gate and saw a carriage approaching. As the fence on the carriage opened, four people, two men and two women, were driven out of the carriage.
Anna took out a cylinder to observe and suddenly said in a hurry: "Let's save them quickly!"
Lance grabbed him: "Don't forget our plan!"
She looked at the humans who was pushed into the warehouse and gritted her teeth.
"There are four guards in the warehouse and three escorts insides. Only one of them is mid-level." Barbara said with a smile: "It's easy to deal with them."
"What we want to do is to build a reputation." Lance handed a token to her: "I will wait for you there based on the plan."
Barbara took the token and smiled: "Yes, boss!"
"JiangCheng, you and Anna stay here." Lance ordered: "We will take action after I come back." After giving these instructions, he slowly retreated.
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Lance was waiting in an alley. Not long after, the sound of rapid footsteps came. He looked back and saw a middle-aged, fat eight-legged demon.
When the demon saw him, he trotted over and knelt down in front of Lance with a plop: "Please forgive my coming late! I wonder which master you are?"
He was inspecting the goods, but suddenly he had a dagger held to his neck. Then he received a token and a note written an address.
"If you don't come, you will die."
He came not because he was threatened by it, but because he understood the opportunity behind it after seeing this waist card!
Now in the eyes of this demon, Lance was not his original appearance but a bird demon with wings. All of this naturally came from the succubus's innate ability!
Lance didn't let him get up, but said displeasedly: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. You are the president of the Monitor Lizard Chamber of Commerce, right?"
"Yes."
"I heard that you are selling freemen?" Lance continued to ask.
The eight-legged demon quickly answered: "You can't wrong us, sir. Our chamber of commerce is doing a legitimate business."
"Why are you so excited?" Lance said calmly: "My Lord happens to be short of a group of serfs. By the way, did you cause a big trouble today?"
The demon trembled and kowtowed: "Sir, what happened today was definitely an accident! We... we chamber of commerce is willing to compensate!"
Lance shook his head: "I need humans , do you have?"
"Yes, yes!" the demon replied quickly: "On behalf of the Chamber of Commerce, I am willing to send you the serfs you need!"
"There are so many nobles expanding their land, are there enough serfs?"
"There are... some nobles selling them." He said with a guilty conscience: "There are not enough serfs, but there are... some freemen who have committed crimes can make up for it."
"I see." Lance smiled, "No need to kneel, just get up first."
The demon was immediately overjoyed: "Thank you, thank you, sir!"
"You're welcome." Lance smiled: "I have to borrow something from you for someone else, okay?"
He was stunned: "What do you want, sir?"
Lance raised the corner of his mouth: "It's nothing. But since you have harmed so many people, you should repay it, right?"
Puff! The sudden appearance of a spear stabbed directly into the heart of this demon. His eyes widened, but before he could shout, Lance turned round his hand, broke his heart and pulled out the Night Kill!
The eyes of this eight-legged demon instantly lost their luster, and then collapsed to the ground.
"Get the token back and prepare things." Lance said, "We have to go back to find Anna."
"Yes, boss!" Barbara's voice came out from the darkness. Then, a piece of paper sealed with fire paint was pasted on the head of the eight-legged demon. On the wall behind him, she took out the dagger and drew a large bat-shaped pattern.
"He is actually just an errand guy." After finishing the painting, Barbara looked at the demon's body and shook her head.
"So, he was just the first." Lance said this while wiping the blood on his hands.