Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint.

Chapter 472 Cat-eared Girl Slave
Ice fog spread across the locks of all the rooms.

As Celia gently clenched her fist, all the locks exploded and were instantly destroyed.

The girl's voice reached everyone's ears:

"You are free now. Come out. My puppet has prepared some clothes for you up there. Change into them and leave this place. It would be best if you left Dragon Island and never came back."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then their faces lit up with ecstasy.

"Great! They're our saviors!"

"My prayers were answered! The gods have sent messengers to save us!"

"Gods, thank you for saving us!"

"..."

The sound of doors opening echoed from every room, and everyone rushed out, excitedly looking at Celia.

Someone asked cautiously, "Can we really leave?"

Celia looked at the person who spoke; it was one of the two cat-eared girls.

She nodded: "Of course."

These two cat-eared beastmen look different, but their body shapes are similar. They look like cute little lolis, completely different from the beastmen that Celia had picked up before.

The two had no visible signs of torture, and although their clothes were dirty, they were in relatively good condition, though they were rather listless.

They were all slaves to be sold. Unless they were ordinary slaves with little value, slave traders would not mistreat them, since the scars on their bodies would devalue them, and the slave owners who bought them would find excuses to bargain.

The reason is also very simple.

Who knows if you've inflicted internal injuries on the slave? What if they die within two days of being bought? Of course, only slaves at the sorcerer level receive this treatment.

Those ordinary slaves were covered in wounds, clearly having been badly beaten.

Celia sighed inwardly and said gently, "Go, you are free. Perhaps you will thank the gods, but remember..."

A sudden surge of emotion made Celia pause for a moment, and the words slipped out: "This is the great Lord Ross who sent me to save you. If you want to thank someone, thank Lord Ross."

Beside him, Ross looked at Celia in surprise and saw her flushed cheeks in the dim light.

Celia retorted, "The emancipation of slaves was indeed something Lord Ross ordered me to do, so there's nothing wrong with what I said, yes, that's right!"

Ross chuckled and said, "I didn't say anything."

"me……"

"Well done, as expected of the person I've chosen. Keep it up, Celia."

Ross interrupted Celia's babbling.

Celia immediately found a way out, nodding repeatedly: "Of course, Celia won't let you down."

These people seemed to be suffering terribly here. Even after Celia said they were free, they still dared not move and kept looking at Celia with uneasy eyes.

The two cat-eared beastmen were the same; they stood close together, looking timidly at Celia, making Celia feel an urge to go up and angrily rub their heads.

Seeing everyone being scolded like this, Celia had no choice but to walk in front and say in a commanding tone, "Come with me, let's go upstairs."

Then, everyone followed Celia to the lobby on the first floor.

When Celia went downstairs, she had her puppet search through the various rooms of the house. It found the wardrobe and took out all the clothes inside without any hesitation.

They also caught a few maids hiding and trembling – but the puppet has already released them.

This house was Galton's secret training base for training slaves, so naturally there were many clothes worn by slaves and his subordinates inside.

These clothes weren't intentionally distressed or tattered.

On the contrary, many of the clothes were new. After training, a sorcerer-level slave needed to be groomed to ensure he looked his best.

A lively slave is more desirable than a tattered one.

It's like giving a product a new package and selling it at a higher price.

In Dragon Island's slave market, most slaves are bought to serve as servants or for some special purpose, and rarely used for mining or hard labor. Therefore, buyers care more about the condition of the slaves.

Of course, ordinary people are not included in this category.

Leading everyone upstairs, Celia pointed to the rooms on both sides, "Men on the left, women on the right. The clothes are all thrown inside. Go in and find your own clothes. Note that you should not fight or argue, or I will lock you back upstairs."

Everyone hurriedly went into the room to change their clothes.

After a long while, 21 people came out of the room.

Celia pointed outside and said, "Go out from here, and you'll be inside Dragon Island. You don't need dragon scales to leave Dragon Island, and you can come and go freely. Don't listen to others in the future, or you'll be sold again and no one will be able to save you."

"Can we really leave?" someone mustered up the courage to ask.

"Do I need to repeat myself three times?" Celia said irritably.

The crowd looked at each other in bewilderment. Finally, someone tentatively stepped outside, glancing back every few steps, until they were out of the courtyard before making a hasty retreat.

Seeing that Celia remained unmoved, more people quickly ran out.

In the end, six people remained, including the two cat-eared beastmen.

A woman who looked somewhat attractive said, "We come from a country in the north. We are unfamiliar with Dragon Island and have no money. Benefactor, could you give us some money? I want to leave Dragon Island, but I'm afraid I'll starve to death on the way."

Celia paused for a moment, thought for a moment, took out a few silver coins, gave one to each of them, and threw them into their hands.

"One silver coin is enough to eat for three days. Three days is enough time for you to find a job or leave Dragon Island."

Seeing that Celia was so easy to talk to, the people who stayed behind showed excitement and repeatedly stroked the silver coin.

Seeing this, the woman who had spoken said again, "Thank you, you are simply an angel sent by the gods. However, my benefactor, one silver coin is not enough. It is very difficult to find a job, especially for women. It is very difficult to find a good job... Could you give me 10 silver coins?"

Celia frowned.

Why are you pushing your luck?

“No,” she replied coldly.

The woman became somewhat agitated: "How can you do this? You've saved us, how can you not even give us 10 silver coins? Isn't 10 silver coins something you can easily earn?"

Upon hearing her words, not only did Celia's expression change, but everyone else's expression also changed.

Three people immediately said, "Thank you for saving us, our savior. We will always remember your kindness."

Then leave immediately.

Celia looked coldly at the remaining three.

Besides that woman, there were two other cat-eared beastmen.

Under Celia's gaze, the two quickly moved away from the woman, raising their hands in unison: "We don't want money, don't look at us."

"That's right, that's right."

Celia looked at the woman again, thought for a moment, and finally decided not to bother speaking.

The slaves had been freed; this place was merely a slave training base, devoid of anything else. Celia, no longer feeling any attachment, turned and left.

The two cat-eared beastmen exchanged a glance, then ran out side by side, shouting in sweet voices:

"Our benefactor, wait for us!"

(End of this chapter)