Heir to the Kingdom of 1.4 billion people

Chapter 16 I am the real villain
"What a terrifying look!"

Sensing this scorching and nauseating gaze, Anlia couldn't help but step back.

But Mills still stared at her with extremely passionate eyes. It was not because he fell in love with the girl at first sight, but simply because he felt he had found a gold mine!
Blonde hair + blue eyes + delicate features + fair skin =?

This beautiful girl who seemed to be blessed by God, if dressed up a little and taken to the slave capital to be sold, could be sold for at least one, no, three gold sols!
If you fabricate a story about his noble ancestry, and add a little bit of luck, it's possible to sell him for ten gold sols at once!
Thinking of this, Mills felt the blood in his body boiling.

He had a hunch that if he could make a fortune from this business, his career rank might be able to be improved again.

Even if he was just a humble businessman, once he reached the third level of Morning Star, those noble lords who looked down on others would need to maintain superficial harmony and treat him as a guest of honor.

"Sir Knight, consider my lost coins as my offering to the great Lord Hughes. For the sake of Lord Hughes's mercy, will you allow me to take one person from this village that robbed me of my money as my slave?"

Mills said confidently.

Upon hearing this, Knight Thorin, who was about to leave, had a flash of surprise in his eyes, and he began to seriously consider the pros and cons of this choice.

If he refused, there was no guarantee that the merchant would not make a fuss after leaving the territory and affect his master's reputation.

There doesn't seem to be any loss if we agree to it. Farmers who can't pay taxes should be sold as slaves anyway. Now it's just one less person, and it won't affect the village's income next year.

Who cares what these farmers think?

As a noble knight, Thorin felt that he had done his utmost to be kind and righteous to these farmers.

"Okay, Clay, I'll do as you say, but if you dare to say anything after leaving the territory, be careful of my sword."

Knight Thorin patted the hilt of the sword at his waist, agreeing to Mills while not forgetting to threaten him.

"Good, good, good! God, the great Lord Hughes must be as kind and generous as the rumors say. Otherwise, how could his knights be so noble?"

Upon hearing this, Mills was overjoyed and said "good" three times in a row.

"I want her as my slave!"

Mills quickly stretched out his finger and pointed accurately at the petite Anlia in the crowd.

The girl's face turned pale as paper in an instant.

After all, for a teenage girl, there is nothing more terrifying than being sold out of slavery.

According to the legends of the bards, the place had long since become a hell for female slaves, with sexual violence, horrific torture, cannibalism and all kinds of horrific rumors constantly coming from there.

Almost subconsciously, the frightened Anlia looked in a certain direction in the crowd - there was the master to whom she was truly loyal and to whom she would most likely offer her body and even soul in the future.

Looking at the other party's panicked and begging eyes like a little animal, Xia Mingyu nodded slightly and returned a reassuring look.

Seeing this, Anlia's face gradually regained its color. She stood there calmly, without a trace of fear in her heart.

She is someone who has someone to rely on, and her support is very strong.

"What a beautiful girl."

Knight Thorin looked at Anlia, who looked calm in the crowd, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

I didn't expect that there would be such a beautiful girl in this poor little village. Thinking of this, Knight Thorin felt a little regretful. If he had known earlier, he would not have agreed so readily.

It wasn't because he had any desire for the girl, but simply because he felt that all the good things produced in this territory should belong to his lord, and the girl in front of him naturally belonged to him.

However, if he really offered this girl to his master, I am afraid his future life would be difficult. After all, the master's wife is a woman with considerable means.
Thinking of this, Knight Thorin no longer hesitated. After all, he still needed to rush to the next village to collect taxes.

"Mr. Clay, you got a good deal. Take this beautiful girl and get out of here quickly. Remember what you just said." Knight Thorin waved his hand.

"May the gods bless you, my generous knight!"

Upon hearing this, Milton was overjoyed and immediately ran towards Anlia.

This scene immediately made the hearts of all the villagers around and Robert rise to their throats.

If they allowed the most beautiful flowers in the village to be taken away by an ugly Clay peddler, they would never forgive themselves for the rest of their lives!
"Come with me, my good girl. I will find you a noble master worthy of your looks, and you will live a much happier life than you have now!"

Mills reached out to grab Anlia's arm and spoke seductively.

Although he knew the character of the nobles and wealthy businessmen of the slave capital, it did not prevent him from painting a rosy picture first to prevent the other party from being frightened to the point of wanting to rebel or commit suicide.

"Stop, Sister Anlia already has a master, a noble and important person!"

At this moment, Berg rushed out of the crowd, stood in front of Mills and shouted.

He could not tolerate this disgusting Clay merchant touching his sister. It was an insult to his sister and to His Highness.

Seeing this scene, Mills did not back down, but his expression became even more joyful.

Because he had recognized that the young man with the hunter label on his head was undoubtedly one of the two villains who robbed him a few days ago!

Although it is not as valuable as that girl, if it is sold to the slave capital, it should be worth two or three silver soles.

"Sir Knight, he is the villain who robbed my money. Please catch him for me!" Mills said loudly.

Knight Thorin frowned slightly. Although he didn't want to get involved in Mills' affairs, as a knight, he still had the duty to punish the robbers who appeared in the territory.

After all, if you dare to rob a traveling merchant today, there is no guarantee that you will not rob the lord tomorrow.

Knight Thorin leaped off his horse and drew his sword.

Swish!
The next moment, his body turned into a shadow and rushed towards Berg at a high speed like a wolf pouncing on its prey.

Berg quickly pulled out the knife from the lining of his right trouser leg to resist the attack, but the knight's sword was too fast!

Clang!
A cold light flashed by, and in just a moment the knife in Berg's hand was knocked away.

"Stop it, I robbed that Clay businessman of his money."

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Xia Mingyu could only walk out of the crowd and speak quickly.

　I was dragged to visit relatives for the New Year today, and it was already afternoon when I got back. I only finished writing now (*^▽^*) It's the end of the month, and it will be useless if you don't vote for the monthly ticket. Family members, please give some.

　　
　
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