Lord: I have a Mount & Blade panel.

"We don't need any help, we're just here for a stroll." Richard smiled, bowed towards another goddess statue in the center of the hall, and said with utmost sincerity, "Holy Light above, may the Holy Light shine upon us, Amen, Hallelujah..."

This surprised the nun, who quickly and devoutly chanted, "May the Holy Light shine upon us."

The nun didn't quite understand what "Amen" and "Hallelujah" meant, so she didn't dare add them casually.

Richard then politely took his leave and turned to go.

Richard is undoubtedly a skeptic of idealism, but now that he has transmigrated to a world of swords and magic, everything is uncertain for him.

Besides, it doesn't cost any money to believe in it, and if the Goddess of Light really does appear, he'll make a killing.

Baiya also has a famous opera house, where many of the region's finest bards gather to compete in their skills.

The magic they displayed was not the petty tricks of the streets in their previous lives, but true, extraordinary power.

They can transform into dragons or dwarves using shapeshifting magic; they can conjure up magnificent flower fields or devastating dragon flames.

Therefore, the dramas depicting knights, princes, princesses, and dragons seem to be experienced firsthand, making them irresistible.

Richard was on his way to Lake Cerro when a group of slaves caught his attention as he passed the Champs-Élysées.

On the streets, carriages pulled cages made of thick iron, each containing a dozen or so slaves dressed in tattered linen clothes and wearing cold iron shackles, staring blankly at everything before them.

Black and white hair covered the chests of these slaves, and the black hair on either side of their eyes made them look fierce and ferocious. Their tattered linen tunics could not hide their powerful and robust muscles.

Richard was stunned; the bloodstains all over his body seemed to have stopped flowing for a moment.

"Damn, I never thought I'd run into someone from my hometown after time-traveling!"

Their broad, resolute faces and those indomitable panda eyes testified to the identity of these burly men.

"It's true what they say, every new emperor brings a new court. When did our national treasure, the panda, become so miserable..." Richard murmured.

He knew that this world had the Behemoth Kingdom, and that the Behemoth beastmen included the Rhine lion-men, the Tego tiger-men, and the Boer minotaurs...

But I have absolutely no memory of panda people.

"Where did they get these Behemoths from?" Richard quickly asked Lilia beside him.

Lilia was taken aback, then tried her best to search her memory for anything related to this.

"I heard from the nun that a group of strange-looking Behemoths recently arrived in Port Ster from the Eastern Continent. Could these be them?"

Lilia has always only cared about pretty dresses and beautiful bouquets.

Forgive her.

In order not to disappoint her Prince Charming, she had tried her best to recall any information that might even be remotely related.

"What crime did they commit? Why were they locked up?" Richard asked, his anger barely contained.

Anyone who is from China, regardless of who they are, would be furious to see pandas being treated in such an inhumane way.

Perhaps it was just a similar flower in another world, but Richard felt a sense of closeness from these burly men.

"I don't know either." Lilia shook her head. "Besides, it wasn't Rommel family soldiers who captured them, but slave traders."

"Your Highness, did you see the blood axe pattern on those guards' armor? This is the emblem of one of the largest slave-trading families in Baiya. Their slave-hunting teams not only travel to various places to capture high-value slaves, but also sell handsome men and beautiful women from every race."

These were the words of the maid and Lilia, because her maid was one of those captured from the far south by the slave-catching team.

Richard fell silent for a moment.

The serene and peaceful Holy Light Church and the dazzling opera house made him forget that this world was essentially a darker world than the one he had lived in before.

He took a deep breath, looked at Sylvie and smiled, "Sylvie, I have an idea about that money."

"Your Highness, you can make the decision yourself." Sylvie nodded. "However, I'd still like to know what your plans are."

Sylvie did not have the authority to make the decision, but Her Majesty the Queen entrusted her with the care of Prince Richard.

If His Highness intends to use this money for a life of debauchery, she will definitely stop him.

"Your Highness, are you planning to use this money to start a business?" The little fox girl tried her best to participate in the conversation.

"I want to use this money to ransom a group of people," Richard said.

"Did they hire those Behemoth bear-men?" Sylvie asked. "Why?"

She had just noticed that the prince's gaze towards the group of Behemoths was strange, but she didn't understand why he had gone to redeem a group of Behemoths.

"We only have a few dozen soldiers under our command. They can handle a group of goblin bandits, but if we encounter an opponent like the one we faced last time, the only outcome would be certain death," Richard said. "Next, we need to go to High Cliff Fortress. Augustus hasn't returned to his homeland for ten years."

"No one knows whether Gaoyabao is still loyal to its former master."

"Having more powerful followers is not a bad thing. If I could, I would even like to recruit a few thousand soldiers."

"Without troops at your disposal, even a fart has no balance!"

Richard deeply understood this famous quote from Prince Anduin.

"Your Highness is right," Sylvie exclaimed again, marveling at how much Prince Richard had grown.

"But Your Highness, there are just too many Behemoths. Do we have enough money?" Sylvie then asked with some concern.

Her own savings over the years, plus the five thousand gold coins the prince had just earned, amounted to only a little over five thousand one hundred coins.

This amount of money is enough for an ordinary person to live a life of extravagance, and enough for a knight to easily buy a knight's manor.

However, it might be a bit of a stretch to buy a group of slaves, especially slaves who look so imposing and powerful.

The prices of slaves varied drastically.

An ordinary farm girl might be worth a silver coin, but a beautiful elf girl would probably cost more than a thousand gold coins.

These bear-men Behemoths are clearly not just for show; whether they're bought as guards or for mining, they're top-notch.

Not to mention that this was the first time Sylvie had ever seen a behemoth like this; things are often more expensive the more precious they are.

"Your Highness, I've also saved some money. If it's not enough, I can offer some assistance," Lilia said quickly, seeing that someone was finally speaking to her.