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The slaves reacted in the same way.

They all stopped in their tracks, stunned and speechless, as if witnessing something so beautiful that it was impossible for them to exist, oblivious to their despair. Even the slave traders' men, who were constantly pulling on the chains and swinging their whips, were captivated by the goddess's beauty.

Kobayashi felt a chill run down his spine at the sight, and at the same time, he felt a deep sense of gratitude towards Aqua.

He hadn't realized how scary it was before, but after seeing the reactions of others, he realized how dangerous he had been and how powerful the blue crystal necklace Aqua had created was.

Praise Aqua! Praise the idiot... goddess of wisdom! When we get back, I'll treat her to bubble tea until she's drunk!

"Thank you, Kobayashi."

Freya smiled sweetly.

Sure enough, the only remarkable thing here was the strange child she encountered along the way, who shone brightly in the gray sand and made her eyes feel refreshed.

at this time--

Freya's silver eyes caught the radiance.

The location was right in the middle of the crowded and distorted queue, like a light that was almost ignored by the nearby brilliance (Kobayashi) and hidden among the crowd and countless chaotic souls!

A young girl was standing there.

She had purple eyes, brown skin, and black hair; despite her disheveled appearance, she was still beautiful.

That face, somewhere between a girl and a woman, looked to Freya like a fresh, juicy, unripe fruit.

Like everyone else, the girl covered her head with a rag and kept her head down to avoid being noticed.

Seemingly sensing the goddess's gaze, the girl face-to-face with the goddess, like the other slaves, widened her eyes in surprise after looking over, but quickly looked away.

This surprised Freya quite a bit.

The goddess of beauty was enough to captivate all beings, yet the young girl was able to resist through her own willpower.

The girl lowered her head again, revealing a pained expression, yet she also appeared spirited and heroic. Her sharp, piercing eyes had not died; instead, they evoked the image of a lion lying in wait for its chance.

At least, that's how the goddess sees it.

"Lady Freya, you should put your hood back on." Kobayashi put the hood that had fallen off back on her head.

As her captivating beauty faded, the others came to their senses.

The slave traders' men cracked their whips, and the procession moved forward again. The girl followed the large group of slaves to the end of the line and disappeared from sight.

"Interesting, really interesting."

Freya, who was being held protectively in his arms, looked up at him with interest in her silver eyes and said, "Kobayashi, let's go."

Kobayashi asked in a low voice, "Lady Freya, could it be...?"

"That's right! Just what you think!"

Freya answered the question with an affirmation, then strode forward.

Upon seeing this, Boffman hurriedly caught up and asked the two in bewilderment, "Goddess Freya, where are you going?"

At this moment, the goddess's lips curved into a smile, and she said loudly, "Please take me to the slave market."

Sure enough, Freya took a liking to the girl.

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"What a terrible color."

"What a terrible view."

Freya and Kobayashi frowned slightly and blurted out the same thing at the same time. Then, they exchanged a glance.

The words are different, but the meaning is the same.

This is a large street that extends to the center of the oasis. To the right is the beautiful, tranquil, and wonderful oasis, while to the left is the dirty, noisy, and pessimistic slave district.

One street, two social classes, worlds apart.

If a goddess of purity or justice were to see this, she would probably frown deeply, and might even cause a scene to save those who have come to her for help.

The plaza on the left is equipped with many tents and platforms, specifically designed to allow buyers to examine the goods closely.

Among them, physically strong men and women with good looks and figures are placed in prominent positions, and both men and women are only wearing a thin veil. This is probably to make it easier for buyers to check whether they have any injuries.

Of course, there may be other intentions as well.

"It's really interesting."

"what?"

The words reached Kobayashi's ears. Coming to his senses, he looked at Freya, only to find the goddess's silver eyes fixed intently on him.

He turned his head slightly away, not daring to meet his gaze.

Freya chuckled softly. "I mean, this is an interesting sight. It's strange that just one street can separate the two groups into different social classes."

"……is that so."

Kobayashi frowned slightly, feeling that this wasn't what she truly meant.

"Lady Kobayashi," Ryuu suddenly spoke up, "If I were to be placed on the display stand, what would be a suitable price? 1 million? 5 million? If we could exchange that money for jewelry, Lady Aqua and the others wouldn't have to worry about money anymore."

"Liu Zi! No matter what, I will never abandon you, and selling you is even more out of the question!"

Kobayashi forcefully interrupted Ryuu, dispelling her inappropriate thoughts, along with Boffman, whose eyes were shining.

He sighed, his right hand resting on his forehead.

"Besides, why would you have such an idea?"

"It was Lady Aqua who said it."

"what?"

"Lady Aqua said that if we run out of money, we should sell me and make a lot of money. Anyway, with my abilities, I can sneak back later. If I'm discovered, I can just say that I created another one, so I don't have to worry about being reported for fraud."

How utterly despicable is that idiot goddess!

Compared to the goddess next to her, it's really hard to believe that she is actually a goddess.

"Are you short of money?"

"Forget it, guess it."

Freya's question made Kobayashi slightly embarrassed.

They weren't short of money, but that wicked lord's repeated harassment had left the squad's funds stretched thin. Even so, however, he wouldn't sell Liu Zi for money!

Even if it's fake, it's still unacceptable!

"Besides, making money is very easy for capable people," Kobayashi said with a hint of stubbornness.

For some reason, he didn't want Freya to look down on him. Perhaps it was because of Freya's divinity that Kobayashi felt an inappropriate urge to show off.

"Oh?" Freya raised an eyebrow slightly.

Kobayashi calmly and confidently said, "For capable people, temporary hardship is nothing. As long as they have the right opportunity and seize it, they will surely soar to great heights!"

He was implying something, and the goddess seemed to be deep in thought.

Boffman suddenly interrupted, saying, "Lord Kobayashi is right! For capable people, making money is very simple. But to make the most money, that's a considerable skill. And I am the richest merchant in this desert!"

Also aroused by his desire to perform, Boffman naturally didn't want to fall short, so he started boasting.

However, the goddess ignored him.

"You have good eyesight."

"It's nowhere near as good as your divine eyes."

Freya and Kobayashi started speaking in riddles.

Both women were subtly alluding to the special nature of the slave girl. The difference was that the goddess used her divine eye to discover the anomaly and deduced it through wisdom and intellect. Kobayashi, on the other hand, cheated by using her "Five Visions" to see through the slave girl's thoughts.

Escape, regroup the army, fight back, and restore the country.

These were all she could think about.

In this way, it becomes clear that the slave girl's identity is not simple.

Not good, not good, not good!

Boffman sensed something was wrong and forcibly suppressed the rising jealousy within him.

The atmosphere between Kobayashi and Freya was so wonderful that he felt like an outsider. If he didn't do something soon, he might lose his very existence. At that point, would he still be able to rely on their power to gain any advantage?

Something has to be done, absolutely!

With a determined effort, Boffman stamped his foot and, under the watchful eyes of Freya and Kobayashi, forcefully pushed open the door of a certain chamber of commerce, stepping heavily inside.

"Hey, Rozo! Come out and greet our distinguished guest!"

His tone was unpleasant, arrogant, like a thug trying to intimidate others.

"Oh my, isn't that Boffman?"

A human man emerged from the merchant guild. He was neither fat nor chubby, and had an ordinary appearance, with a striking mustache. His clothes and accessories were adorned with jewels, so expensive that all the other merchants combined couldn't match them.

Based on this alone, it's easy to see that this person's qualifications are superior to Boffman's.

……and many more!

Didn't you say you were the richest businessman in this desert?

Boffman proudly introduced him, "Rozo, this is the renowned goddess Freya from the Labyrinth City. I advise you not to be negligent!"

"I remember there's a proverb in the Far East—'The fox borrows the tiger's might,' which perfectly describes you, isn't it? Your merchant guild is so weak that it can't afford a villa on the island. Is it because you're still eyeing the seats of our organization?" Rozo mocked with a grin.

"You're just the weakest of the Four Heavenly Kings!" Boffman stomped his foot in anger.

Got it, one of the richest businessmen.

After humiliating Boffman, Rosso respectfully bowed to the goddess of beauty and greeted her, "Lady Freya, welcome to the slave market! My name is Rosso, and I am the manager here. Please forgive my rudeness if I have been negligent."

"It's alright. But that guy seems to be in the way."

Freya pointed to a middle-aged man with a large belly who was constantly throwing a tantrum not far away.

Rozo chuckled lightly: "I understand, Lady Freya. I'll send someone to invite him out right away."