The Defeated Dragon

Flower brewing over-the-counter needs to be prepared for some time, production is currently not reached and quality stability is slightly worse.

Just arrived in March, following the Count's trip to Blue Dragon Island for a court meeting, he sold the finest flowers packaged in crystal bottles with gemstones to the Grand Duke of Sapphire. Livius also left Tulip Chamberlain and went to Golden Island to visit the Golden Wheat Clan as promised.

Determine his marriage to Marquis Roderick's daughter, Loria Golden Wheat.

The job of selling flower brews was entrusted to Frank.

Lester also handed the sales job over to Gaultai.

The tone of flower brewing has been set, and the rest, of course, rests with the subordinates, whose own important tasks are dog training and cultivation.

Shaking, March 5th's proud sun is like fire.

On that day, the tulip merchants' boat returned with the arrival of 2,500 serfs purchased by Lester and handed over at Flower Harbor.

Since Flower Town has its own pier, there is no need to pass through Coral City Pier.

“2,500 serfs, combined with the damage suffered during the last slave trade, totaled 2,700… This time the damage may still be somewhat large, but of good quality, with a number of artisans mixed in.” Frank followed the fleet to Flower Town and handed over the serfs.

Small towns have plans for serfdom arrangements.

Therefore, there is not a lot of hassle, bilingual receptionists who understand the serpentine language and language, under the command of the town officials, quickly complete the counting of the number of serfs, the screening of skills and the recording of identification information.

“A total of 2226 serfs, 37 of whom may be suffering from serious illnesses beyond cure…" Gaultai returned to the dock house.

Report to Liszt.

When Frank heard it, he wrapped his finger directly and calculated: "Then it was calculated according to 2100… 2189 serfs, all damaged… damaged… damaged…” He counted twice and found it a little difficult, but didn't calculate it.

Lester, who is proficient in multiplying and subtracting the algorithm, has calculated: “Five hundred and eleven serfs have been lost. ”

“Oh, right, right, right, broke five hundred and eleven serfs.” Frank stretched out his hand and didn't have anything to be ashamed of because of his poor arithmetic.

People here are generally not good at arithmetic.

Nor did he have any negative feelings about the death toll, smiling: “If you continue to sell serfs, you can make up for the damage in your next transaction, well, you can make up for 300 serfs, and... over 200 serfs, which is a normal loss. ”

“Yes.” Lister nodded.

More than 500 people had died as a result of the slave trade, and for him it had begun to numb, but there was still some confusion in his mind - no harm without trading, but how could he achieve his goal of riding a dragon without buying a serf? You can only say sorry to the soul of the dead.

Born in this human eating world is in itself a sadness.

A moment later, he converged on the fake mercy of the Cat Crying Rat, or the truth. Step out of the house and look at the busy pier square.

Slaves are being classified.

The patrol's Karl Iron Hammer, who is picking strong men among them, was used to form a new patrol team.

The same goes for Rom Barrel, who selects Carl to pick the remaining strong men and arranges them into his own bug squad and assigns them to the plantations and guardians of the wormgrass.

Earth Knights Russell Londo and Rick Footprints are responsible for the selection of strong teenagers and the grouping of all children, who will in the future begin their courtship.

On their way to Flower Town, they have been tortured, but when they step onto the land, they will start a new life.

Carter butlers and Mrs. Morson also carry castle servants, chosen among the serfs, who mainly choose the right servants and the right young children. Lester's castle will eventually expand into a castle with a name, when servants will need a lot.

“Mrs. Morson, a smart looking woman under the age of twenty, can also pick a group of about ten. The castle needs a group of maids who can afford to live, and many of you alone can't take care of the work.” Carter told me.

Mrs. Morson nodded: “I understand. I will select a qualified maid. ”

The clerks were busy directing the serfs, delivering food and water, and arranging for the remaining serfs to be picked up and planted in the tunnels.

At present, only farm serfs are arranged, as are craftsmen and workers.

When they have the right jobs, they can be freed from farming, reclaim their old jobs, and use the skills they possess.

Lester walked onto a rock, looking out at the harbor, with no one to follow, only Shakespeare. Suddenly, Mori's nose shook, barking at the air beside him.

“It's me, Jensen. ”

Someone made a noise, and Shakespeare was still roaring and restless until Lister touched his neck and it calmed down.

And his head didn't say, “Why are you invisible? ”

“Nothing, I just don't want to show up... that's how my sister was trafficked to Flower Town.” Talking is Black Dragonfly Parisi.

“Maggie's luck was that she was the first serfs bought in Flower Town, which was not the best time to trade, and every serf was a fortune, so she was well looked after on the boat. These serfs are unfortunately crowded, infected and thrown into the sea. ”

Parise remains invisible and silent: “Lord Baron, why do you think such an extinction of conscience as a slave trade occurs? ”

“Because they have not encountered lords who have been kind to their inhabitants, at least in Flower Town, they will never be harmed again.” Lister was talking nonsense.

He is a sinful participant, so there is nothing to say, and all responsibility is relegated to others.

By the way, glorifying oneself is also a slave trafficker, other lords are evil people, themselves are the incarnations of justice, the one who gives hope to serfs.

Probably lack of IQ.

Even though Lester couldn't see it, Parris nodded in agreement: “For them, it's a lucky thing to be in Flower Town, where life doesn't have to worry about satiety, it doesn't have to worry about mercenary looting… I've already loved the quiet life here. ”

“But it won't be calm forever, and in the near future, I'll be on the battlefield to make my point.” Lester touched the red-blooded sword in his waist.

The ruby embedded on the sword flashes with demons in the scarlet.

The brilliance of the sunset spills on his handsome face, making him extraordinarily sacred and just, and sapphire pupils can compete with real sapphires. He shouted, "My horse, my sword, my gun, my knight, will spread my idea of justice and exalt my knighthood. ”

Parise is crazy, she can't say anything.