Standing on the high ground behind the charcoal field, looking east, you can see the golden apple groves in the suburbs, the large 21 leaves swaying gently with the summer wind, like graceful dancers shaking their plump waists, the dance steps are so slow, the heavy body is full of fruits, those are the private orchards of some nobles in the town of El, they send hundreds of carts of high-quality golden cider to the outside every year.To the west of the city of El is a flat field of wheat with endless waves of wheat as far as the eye can see, and this is a land of abundance.The charcoal field has reached the most extreme point on the northwest side of the city of El, and even the residents of the slums rarely build shacks here, they usually choose to be within a range south of the charcoal field and west of the moat.It seems that this charcoal field is the dividing line of the slum, and the area to the north of the charcoal field and west of the moat is still a wasteland at present, even the poor do not want to live in the north of the charcoal field, standing on the high ground and looking into the distance, the river of the moat flows from here to the north into the Benma River dozens of kilometers away, and the two sides of the river are full of strange rocks and rocky slopes, and the terrain is very bad.There is a winding loess road leading to the Benma River in the distance, and many merchants like to walk west to the banks of the Benma River, along the choppy Benma River to the west to the foot of the western foothills of the Pai Plateau, from where the mountain road has been up for a month, you can reach the easternmost fortress of the Pai Plateau, Gurudin Fortress.This loess road can be said to be a trade route to the orc tribe, many caravans will choose to stop in the city of El on the way from the town of Gurudin to the city of Sloit, so that this small border city of El is now gradually prospering.A very simple campfire camp for wanderers was built here, dozens of simple shacks in a circle, each shack was simply built with dead branches, and a layer of reeds and grass was spread between the branches, barely forming a simple dwelling that could shelter from the wind and rain, a constantly burning bonfire was piled up in the center of the camp, this bonfire was not too big, a blackened iron pot hung above the bonfire, the three branches supporting the iron pot were already smoked and covered with black ash, It looks crumbling and could break at any moment.The iron pot looked heavy at the moment, it seemed to be filled with a pot of soup, and a dozen orc children were just sitting around the iron pot with a piece of tattered linen around their waists, and they were all sitting around the iron pot, looking at the big iron pot on the bonfire, drooling from the corners of their mouths, and they were as dark as briquettes from the vicious sun.Obviously, he couldn't wait to get something out of the iron pot to eat, but he still had to endure it bitterly.Beside the fire, an old orc with a broken leg kept throwing some dry wood into the campfire, and from time to time he used a wooden spoon to reach into the iron pot and stir it back and forth, and the steaming heat was constantly coming out of it.Seeing the intoxicated expressions of the dozen orc children from a distance, and they didn't know what kind of delicious food was cooked in the iron pot, they salivated obediently and waited honestly.It looked like it was past lunchtime, and I didn't know why the kids weren't ready to eat yet, and it seemed like they were going to keep waiting.I turned my head to look at the orc warrior beside me, she seemed to know what I was asking in my eyes, and explained fluently in orc language: "These children are still waiting for those who have been working hard in the city to return before they can eat, if they eat the most abundant food of the day at noon, they will not be hungry again in the evening, it is better to eat later, and make up a thin porridge in the evening until tomorrow morning!"
”It is said that the cause of the incident is this: Bobby was picked up by a family carriage before he finished eating at the restaurant, probably because he had something important to do.But in the end, he stubbornly threw the elf slave girl to me, he stubbornly thought that I liked the elf girl who looked pure and beautiful, and her big eyes were bright and clear like a pool of lake water, but it was a pity that he secretly said to me: The only unsatisfactory thing is that the figure is a little worse!
I can't resist him, and I can't let the pedestrians on the street see the ugliness of the two magic apprentices tearing up on the street, after all, I have to maintain a little dignity of the magic apprentices!
So when Bobby got into the car, I quickly stuffed the three magic catalytic scrolls in my magic belt bag into his hand, and then patted him on the shoulder flatly, and said to him: "Hey, although the value of these scrolls is not even worth one-tenth of the magic crystal, but even if it is a little bit of my heart, you must accept it, otherwise I will really be ashamed!"
”So, Bobby took my three newly drawn three magic scrolls and flew away in his own carriage.I wanted to see what the slum life was like in the mouth of the orc warriors, I never knew there was such a poor place in the city of El, and even if I had walked all the way to the city of El like a homeless stray dog, at least I had never starved.Thinking of this, I walked with the orc warriors and the elven slaves to the refugee area here, wanting to see how the wandering orcs lived.I've heard that the people in El don't like these orcs too much.Now that I have passed through the dilapidated and dirty slums, everything I see has reached the bottom of my heart's capacity, but when I saw the lonely campfire camp outside the charcoal field, I realized that the orc warriors were not exaggerating at all, their campfire camp was simply too dilapidated, and even the dozen or so shacks lacked some thatch, and it seemed that if they were not renovated, they would probably have a hard time in the next heavy rain.This is indeed an independent small tribe, although it seems very downtrodden, but everyone has their own division of labor, and the lowest position here is naturally some beast women, they usually only get out of the shack when they are working, otherwise they will only hide in the dark and damp shack, even if they eat, they need to wait for the men and children in the tribe to eat, they will share the rest of the soup.At this time, a strong male orc werewolf had already walked back from outside, and they slowly walked back to the camp with heavy steps and some supplies.They silently placed the sacks on their shoulders in the corner of the camp, where there was a pile of charcoal, and there was a lot of charcoal in those bags.An orc werewolf walked to a large clay pot, scooped water out of it with a wooden spoon and poured it directly into his throat, he was only wearing a pair of bullnose pants on his body, his strong body was mostly exposed, he had worked all day to make him look very strong, he brought back a bag of charcoal, so he sat down next to the campfire with peace of mind, and began to wait quietly for the meal to begin."
They pick up the charcoal that falls from the charcoal truck on the side of the road, and together they get a certain amount of charcoal, and we will sell it to the charcoal farm!"
The orc warrior said calmly beside me.I frowned slightly when I heard her words, this thing is not wise, unless it is clear in the charcoal field that these orcs really picked up the charcoal left on the road one by one, otherwise these charcoal piles here, it is easy to be misunderstood that they were stolen from the charcoal field, especially the people of El City have a bad impression of the orcs themselves, and the campfire camp is next to the charcoal field, and they recklessly sell the charcoal they picked up back to the charcoal field, is it really okay to do this?
The orc warrior whispered to me, "The price is very low, and the charcoal farm is willing to buy it!"
”I didn't say anything, but one after another male orcs in linen clothes returned to the campfire camp, bringing something with them to a greater or lesser extent.Some leftovers, a bucket of swill, a bag of rotten vegetable leaves, a bunch of bloody animal offal, etc., at this time, slowly the big black iron pot was filled with all kinds of food, and the original soup began to be rich.It was only then that I realized that most of the orcs who had returned to the campfire were dressed in the linen clothes of the lowest night watchmen, and it dawned on me that it was no wonder that some people had been complaining about the hard work of the night watchmen and the pitiful wages they were paid.Almost no one wants to be a night watchman, even a night watchman who fills the street lamps is scarce, and the town hall has given the night watchman a salary increase several times, but not many people are willing to do this kind of disgrace.I never knew who was doing the bottom chores of the night watchman, who was responsible for cleaning up the streets, the debris in the rivers, the gravediggers carrying the corpses, and so on, but now it seems that there is an answer.Seeing the few men coming back from outside, the orcs who were simply wrapped in rag-like strips of rags came out of their huts to greet their men.No wonder these orcs always have to starve, it seems that there are more than 100 people gathered in this campfire camp, but there are only about a dozen strong orcs who really go out to work, and this is not to mention that the original orc who picked up charcoal is just such a lowly job, and it is strange that he can feed such a large family and not starve!
Suddenly, I felt some sympathy for the orc warrior.Seeing that the meal was about to start, the little orc girl standing on the side was a little impatient."
Grandma, I still have a fragrant wheat cake here!"
The little orc girl took out half of the wheat cake she had been reluctant to eat from her bosom, and said excitedly.The orc warrior blinked, looked at me, and seemed to sense that I was not dissatisfied, so she said softly to the little girl, "Baby, anything you have in the future belongs to him!"
He is our master, and he will give us a lot of good food, but you must follow his orders!
Got it?
”The half-orc little girl opened her mouth slightly, her black bean-like eyes showed a look of confusion, and she lowered her head with a bitter face and whispered, "Grandma, we are already slaves, right?"
”The orc warrior nodded slowly, trying her best to hide the decline in her eyes.The little orc girl's original excited expression disappeared at once, and she asked me weakly and dejectedly, "Master, can I give this piece of wheat cake to my friends?"
”For a while, the change of role made me extremely uncomfortable, I stood next to the girl in surprise, and paused for a few seconds, before suddenly waking up, I didn't expect that at this moment I was already a slave owner with two slaves, this feeling is really indescribable, there is no joy, but there is no discomfort, originally in this world, it is very common to have one or two slaves after all."
Why not?"
When I came to my senses, I immediately said to the orc girl, "This wheat cake originally belonged to you, and you have the right to dispose of it, discard, eat it, or give it away!"
”The little girl was originally extremely depressed, she didn't know what difference her life would become after becoming a slave, but in her subconscious thought that once she became a slave, she would lose her freedom, and she was very worried, but when I said this, she suddenly became happy, her sweet smile seemed a little naughty, her bright little eyes blinked, she saluted me very politely, and then ran down the hill with the half of the wheat cake in both hands, and ran towards the campfire camp.In fact, she didn't hear the words behind me: "Before you put on that hateful collar, you were still a free little orc!"
”She shouted loudly, "Barry, Hardy, look what I've gotten, I swear you've never eaten anything so delicious in your life!"
”In the group of children sitting quietly around the campfire waiting for the meal, stood up two little dark orcs, their bare brains were very large, but their necks were very thin, obviously they looked malnourished, they heard the shouts of the half-orc girls in the distance, they stood up in surprise and turned their heads to look at the little girl, and rushed up to the little girl with a cheer, and the three children hugged each other and shouted excitedly.At this time, an orc child excitedly said to the half-orc girl, "Ella, I thought I would never see you again!"
”The half-orc girl's originally excited and laughing face suddenly became depressed, and she stuffed half of the wheat cake in her hand to him, and then lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, Hardy, I can't play with you anymore, maybe we won't meet again in the future, I'm already a slave!"
”Looking at the lost appearance of the half-orc girl, I didn't know what to say for a while, but I felt like a big stone was pressing on my chest, and suddenly I was a little impulsive, I blurted out to the orc female warrior next to me: "I can give you a chance to choose!"
”The orc warrior looked at me in amazement and understood what I was saying, what else could a slave choose?
A slave whose power to live and die is in the hands of others, what else does it belong to him?
I took out a bag of gold coins from my bosom, and there were about a dozen of them in it, and it looked heavy in my hand.I held the bag in my hand and said to her, "You can choose again, become my slave, and maybe you will never have the chance to see these orc people of yours again, or take this bag of gold coins and take them back to the town of Gurudin." ”The orc female warrior looked at me in disbelief, I have to say that her appearance is in line with human aesthetics, except for the slightly rough skin, the outline of the face is a little hard, the facial features are still very upright, thick lips, straight nose bridge, deep eyes are evenly inlaid on the goose-egg-shaped face, there is an indescribable mature beauty, full of alien customs."
I mean, we haven't signed a slave contract yet, you're still free, and I can give you a new choice!"
I explained.The flame of hope in her eyes suddenly became very bright, and the desire for freedom made her excitedly hold her round shoulders with both hands, and squatted on the barren grass beside her.Someone from inside the campfire camp below the hillside in the distance was already looking this way, and the sturdy old orc, with a lame leg, stopped stirring the iron pot and looked up.She thought about it for a while before she calmed down, stood up and looked at me silently.I saw that there was no look of relief on her face, and I knew that she had not convinced herself that she would still be my slave according to the agreement she had made with the auction house.So I hurriedly said to her, "Maybe you don't have to answer me in a hurry first, let me see your small tribe." ”"No, I want to stick to my promise, there are no treachers in the Gurudin Blood Wolf Clan, even if there is no contract ceremony, I am your slave!"
The orc warrior said firmly.Looking at the elf girl chasing after me from afar, I was speechlessSometimes, I can't understand people like orc warriors and elf girls, and I don't understand what they are holding onto.To be continued.