Re: Showdown, I am the brave

“No problem.”

The slave trader smiled, “So, are there any special requirements for the location?” ”

“Well, I want to think.”

The man touched his chin and pondered for two seconds, “Then it’s good on the back, and the guests will also like it.” ”

“No problem.”

The slave trader smiled softly, he was very professional.

“It’s over…”

Lena’s heart was full of despair, she never thought of it.

The slave trader actually came so quickly.

“Kia Lei…”

Two lines of clear tears slipped from the corners of the girl’s eyes, and she already had a premonition of her misery.

I am also ready for the final mortal resistance.

Kill yourself by biting your tongue.

Although in such a magical world, biting your tongue and committing suicide is probably not dead.

However, she didn’t want to give up her resistance just like that, becoming a lowly sex slave in the stadium and a plaything for men.

She gently called the name of the girl behind her, feeling the tremor between Kialei’s low sobs.

She could feel that Kialei should be rubbing it.

Despite her weakness, she was still trying to feel the potion in her arms at the slave’s throat.

No one is willing to accept the misery that will come to them.

“Please be quiet, soon.”

The slave trader crouched down in front of the two women with tools, with a smile on his fat and greasy face.

It seemed that he was trying to comfort the two women, but his honor was really not reassuring.

And for what happened to the two women, the slave trader did not care.

He didn’t care if they were voluntary or not-

Although this appearance of being paralyzed by the drug will probably not be voluntary.

But that didn’t stop him from doing business.

Someone asked him to come and paint the slave pattern, and he collected money to do things, and that’s it.

Nothing else matters.

Originally, it should have been so.

“It’s beautiful.”

The slave trader looked at the two women and secretly admired, but the movements on his hands did not stop.

He is preparing a special magical material, which is necessary to make slave patterns.

Moreover, this skill is also a craft.

Only the slave traders themselves knew.

Otherwise, if everyone else knows how to draw slave prints, then the slave trader is not going to lose his job?

“What is it?”

The slave trader concocted the magic paint and grinned.

Stretching out his greasy palm, he was ready to take off the girl’s clothes, but he was sharp-eyed.

In an instant, he found the yellow potion in the hands of the girl who was blocked by Lena.

“Not good, discovered!”

Lena’s breathing stopped for a moment, and despair instantly filled the girl’s heart.

If there was a glimmer of life before.

Now, there is no hope at all.

The girl’s heart is only left with desperate sadness, biting her tongue and committing suicide, perhaps her only choice.

“This potion…”

The slave trader looked at the potion in the girl’s hand, his pupils shrunk.

He had seen the same potion.

Just a few days ago!

“So it is.”

The slave trader looked gloomy, and glanced unobtrusively at the two men and women behind him who were engaged in improper transactions.

The man was taking gold coins from the cloth bag and handing them to the woman, not caring about the slave trader’s side.

And for him, it doesn’t really matter.

It doesn’t matter if the slave trader wants to take advantage, he has to sell it anyway.

As long as the slave traders don’t stay on the spot, that’s fine.

And the red-haired woman obviously didn’t care about what was going on here.

Because these two girls were originally sold by her.

“If you’re going to do something, it’s better to be fast.”

The fat body of the slave trader moved without a trace, blocking the sight of the two behind him.

Then, with a calm face, he picked up the magic paint that had been made on the ground.

Pretending not to be ready, he slowly grinded.

“I…”

Lena’s eyes burst with hope, and she gritted her teeth.

He took out the yellow potion from his arms.

Although she didn’t know why the slave traders wanted to help them, she knew it was their last hope.

It didn’t matter what he did in front of the slave traders.

Because they had no choice.

“That’s true.”

The slave trader’s heart became hot, and these two girls really had a relationship with that man!

“Kia Lei…”

Lena whispered the girl’s name, and the girl behind her also gently brought the bottle to her mouth.

Hurriedly drank.

On the one hand, it is the fear of being discovered if it moves slowly.

On the other hand, it is also because this thing is their last hope.

“Snap~”

Kialei drank all the potion in her hand, as did Lena.

It’s just that they are already weak, but they know that they can’t even hold the empty bottle, and they take off their hands and fall to the ground with a crisp sound.

“What?”

The movement here suddenly attracted the attention of the man.

“Nothing…”

The slave trader shrugged, calmly picked up the bottle on the ground and raised it, “My things have dropped.” ”

“Oh.”

The man did not suspect anything, nodded, and only stared at Mai Yin with greedy and obscene eyes, “Miss Mai Yin, please continue to take care of my business next time.” If you have this kind of good goods, you must give it to me first. ”

If it weren’t for the conditions, he would even want to sell Mai Yin together.

That way, he wouldn’t have to pay.

Unfortunately, Mai Yin is an adventurer.

Maybe not strong, but it’s completely fine to deal with him.

“How could it be…”

Lena looked at the slave trader with some gratitude, quietly waiting for the effect of the medicine to take effect.

She had thought that this would be some kind of potential boosting potion, but there were some life-consuming side effects.

But for others to choose, this is the best choice.

Or if you can lift their frail state and restore them.

That’s some ability to resist.

However, this was given a potion by them with high hopes.

It didn’t bring the slightest change to their bodies.

Lena’s heart, which had already glimmered with hope, fell silent again, falling into a deeper despair.

Yes, maybe the other party is just fooling them.

I didn’t even think about saving them.

Lena raised her face like a dead gray face with some despair, quietly greeting her impending fate.

The other party’s purpose was at least achieved.

She had lost the opportunity to commit suicide, and she had lost her courage and fell into utter despair.

And, on the verge of becoming a sex slave.

“Hello.”

However, when the girl raised her head, it was not the fat and hateful face of the slave trader that came into view.

It was a delicate and small face, and the upturned dull hair on the top of the girl’s head.

At this time, the sweet smile on the girl’s face also made her heart suddenly feel an inexplicable peace of mind.

It seems to be saved…

PS: Digression.

Looking at the comment area, some people say that the writing is messy.

I, in essence, still want to accept it humbly.

But since you say that the writing is messy, you don’t say where the mess is.

Just say a mess of writing, and then leave without saying anything.

Leave a mess.

It’s like the court is pronouncing a verdict and saying you deserve to die.

But don’t say where you deserve to die, don’t say what crime you have committed.

What is the truth of this?

On the one hand, it is said that it is chaotic and that it will be changed, but it does not say where it is chaotic and how it should be changed.

What can I do?

Of course, there are still comments that it seems that the priority is unclear because I want to write a little too much.

However, to write a hybrid world, you must spread out the worldview a little in advance.

At the very least, tell the reader what the world is to be written about.

This is the most basic.

As for the lack of clarity, it is simple.

Because this book does not have a systematic release task, and there is no option such as ‘god-level selection’.

To put it nicely, it’s to do whatever you want.

It is not nice to say, of course, it can also be regarded as aimless and unclear priorities.

However, actually, I think the main line has always been clear.

It’s just that for some obscure reason, it is not stated.

Well, so be it.