Law of the Devil

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Chapter 174 [Little Smart Ghost] (top)

Sandiago is a 13-year-old boy. He has a typical southern coastal surname. But because he's a little smart-ass, people who know him call him "Sandy," and of course, the guys who hate him call him "Sandy Little Liar.”

Sandy, who was born in the slums of Didu, certainly couldn't have been as wealthy as the children of the wealthy families to hire any teacher for an authentic education. Thirteen years old, he studied with his theological teacher only in the religious institute established by the Temple for half a year, and could barely learn to write arithmetic. In the surrounding children, he was kind of intelligent, at least he could write his name correctly in the common language of the mainland, and he could recite the first book of the Temple's teachings, "The Genesis of God."

Unfortunately, three months ago, he was unable to continue his studies at the Temple Religious Institute. Because while religious institutes call it "free" access to education for the children of the poor, it comes at a cost. All children studying in religious institutions serve the temple free of charge for three years when they reach the age of majority, and some become members of the clergy directly - they are not allowed to marry their wives for life.

As a typical Southerner, Sandy's parents didn't want their home to break the incense, and Sandy herself had no interest in becoming a clergyman. At the age of thirteen, he has learned a little bit about men and women. He also used to lie on the wall and peek at Ellie next door.

Perhaps in the last two months, with his ability to read and write and calculate, he could be a bookkeeping apprentice at a nearby grocery store, or follow an old tailor in the street.

But these are things to come. And now, Sandy has a good way of getting rich.

He travels around the slave market every day. He's a real little groundsnake. His own brother was a little gangster, but last year he was caught stealing a noble butler's purse and sent to a mining site in the northwest to work as a labourer.

Unlike his brother, Sandy is not a thief and does nothing wrong. But he was able to bring back a few bronze horns from the slave market every day.

The slave market in Didu is crowded with tourists from all over the country, many of these outsiders from all over the continent are new to the slave market in Didu, who are unfamiliar with each other and need a head snake to guide them. Help them to bargain with the slave traders and introduce some “rules” when trading.

Because of this situation, combined with Sandy's own ingenuity, his income is pretty good. Almost every day he has a couple of copper horns in his pocket, and even if he meets that big, fat guy, Sandy stutters and says a few good words, he earns more. Sandy's biggest wish right now is to save enough money to buy an old pair of leather boots. Ellie's brother next door, who was guarding the army in the field, often showed off his army boots in front of the boys, making them very jealous.

Sandy is not only smart, but also, more importantly, his eyes are very accurate, and he can often tell at a glance what fat sheep and old hands are in the bustling streets.

Today, Sandy stood in the corner with her arms in her arms, and after half a day of watching, she finally found her goal:

There was a strange combination, a man and a woman, but not a couple, because the man seemed too young to look much older than himself. Women are in their twenties and very pretty. Even prettier than Ali next door.

Though both men were dressed in plain clothes, Sandy saw several special things at first sight: the man's eyes looked around, obviously for the first time in the slave market, and his eyes seemed curious about everything around him - which was important to Sandy. That woman, on the other hand, made Sandy more curious: she was tall, had long legs, and seemed like a samurai. Although the man and the woman walked together, the woman, as if intentionally and unintentionally, was always half a step behind the teenager and seemed afraid to walk alongside him. And in the crowd, it seemed that the woman was constantly subconsciously blocking others from approaching the teenager, seemingly maintaining a protective posture.

It's like a wealthy young master with a beautiful female bodyguard.

Yeah, that's right!

Sandy confirmed his speculation in his heart, and then he pulled his stupid hat and squeezed straight through it.

“Sir! Sir! ”

Dewey was looking around, and he was really curious about the slave market, and those slaves he had bought at the store were not Dewey's, but Mad's. Today was his first visit to the slave market, a civilized world of past generations, where the term "slave” was almost extinct. He was watching, and he heard a slightly naive voice screaming around him.

A skinny boy drilled out of the crowd as agile as a mud and stood in front of himself. The boy looks skinny, just like the average poor kid. But what surprised Dewey was that he was clean and not as dirty as the rest of the kids. This kid is white and clean, but his eyes are very spiritual, and his eyes turn around flexibly. At first glance, he's the kind of smart-ass guy.

“Sir.” Sandy said his well-brewed lines very easily without forgetting the delightful childish smile on his face: “Sir, are you here to buy slaves? So I guess you just need someone like me. ”

If Lynn saw the boy's intentions at first glance, how could she not know the intentions of such a gangster with her experience in the river and lake? She was about to talk, and Dewey was already interested in saying, "Oh? What can you do for me? ”

“I can do a lot for you and most importantly I can save you a lot of trouble… I can save you a lot of time - time is invaluable for someone as noble as you. You see, there are so many people here who come to buy slaves. So many slave traders are slaves. You're new here, aren't you? I can introduce you to the situation here! I'm familiar with everything here, and I know all the slave traders: which one is thicker, which one is more cunning, which one is more black-hearted, which one is the most just, and I know it all. Do you see how useful I am to you? ”

Looking at Dewey smiling, it seemed a little moving, Sandy got stronger, she dared not let go of her hand's finances, and went on to add: “There are many hands smashed here, there are many thieves in the crowd, but with me, I can spare you a lot of trouble in this regard... you see...” Speaking of which, Sandy lowered her voice and sneaked her eyes to show the distant crowd a skinny guy, whispering: “Did you see the man in the grey clothes? He's a golden finger here, so be careful not to come near that guy, or he'll steal your wallet. ”

Dewey chuckled and laughed.

First impression, he likes this cunning kid with a frown on his face.

“How do you know I'm a noble man? The clothes I wear are not expensive.” Dewey shook his head: “You may be mistaken, I'm just an ordinary person, come and take a look, I don't need a guide. ”

“You don't have to bully me as a child.” Sandy continues to smile, and he smiles very skillfully, revealing quite a few teeth - unlike the children of other poor people, Sandy's teeth are white, he brushes his teeth every day, he pays great attention to his meter, because he knows that, doing his job, the bosses are clean people.

“Although the clothes you are wearing are not precious, this reduced craftsmanship, at first glance, is not something ordinary tailors can make. You know, I almost became a tailor apprentice. I can't go wrong with my eyes... and this lady around you, oh, excuse me for being such a beautiful lady, but she has such a respectful attitude towards you, and if she is not your concubine, she is definitely one of your men. Also, your hair is clean and your skin tone is very good, at first glance you are an identified person… you walk like a poor person like us. Like the nobles who live in the north of the city! ”

Dewey took a closer look at the kid and smiled: “You've been watching very carefully. ”

“Sure!” Sandy said quickly: “I can save you a lot of valuable time and I can save you a lot of money here as your guide and even when you buy slaves! Of course, just give me two bronze horns so I can buy a black loaf of bread at the end of the day. ”

Dewey smiled and glanced at Jolyn: “I like this kid. Let him follow me. ”

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