Path of light

Chapter 811 812. Slave Market

Ou Ling is more than two meters tall. Standing in front of Olive and Jie Zena, he is half a head taller than them both, and the snake tail under his body is also obviously much thicker.

The height of sirens when standing upright is not equal to their body length, because the tail accounts for three-fifths of the body length.

He has broad shoulders and a shark-tooth necklace around his neck. He looks strong and wild...

"How about I invite you two to have a couple of drinks at the pub up ahead? I think you can get some information there."

Ou Ling seemed quite attentive, his eyes always on Olive.

"We are going to the pub, but you don't need to treat us, or I can treat you."

Olive twisted her hips.

Feeling that Jiezena was a little impatient, Olive quickly hugged Jiezena's arm, looked at her ingratiatingly, and gave her a look that said "don't leave".

Jie Zena was somewhat helpless, rolled her eyes at her, and said, "This won't happen again"...

The siren man seemed very happy. He led the way and turned around and walked into the fog.

Then Olive and Jie Zena saw that the thick fog in front of them was actually retreating to both sides, and soon a passage appeared.

At the end of the passage was a tavern, which was actually only about fifty meters away from where they were.

This tavern is a wooden house with a pointed roof. Under the fog, the entire house is covered with condensation and dripping down...

The sign at the entrance of the pub looked rusty, and the wooden door was covered with moss, with only the door handle being bare.

When Ou Ling walked forward, his upper body was basically motionless, with only his tail swaying from side to side.

The way he walks is very different from Olive and Zezena.

When Olive and Zezena left the sea and walked on land, if they did not transform into legs, they would sway their bodies while walking, with their hips, waist and shoulders almost twisting. When they walked forward, their bodies would be like swaying in the wind...

The door of the tavern was opened from the inside, Ou Ling walked in with his head lowered, followed by Olive and Jie Zena.

The person who opened the door for Oring was the waiter in the tavern, a Naga mermaid with a silver collar around her neck. She stood at the door cautiously, and when she walked into the tavern, Jie Zena looked at her deeply.

When the three sirens, Oring, Olive and Jiezena, walked into the tavern, the tavern suddenly fell silent.

Because the tavern is now almost entirely filled with gray dwarves, most of the seats inside are small tables and stools specially made for dwarves. There are only a few normal tables in the corners of the tavern and near the bar. However, those chairs appear very different, and look like a shorter slide.

Olive and Jie Zena suddenly discovered that these chairs seemed to be designed specially for sirens, and the sirens could lean on them comfortably.

A row of wooden tables near the bar was now filled with mutant sea monsters. Jie Zena saw a humanoid octopus monster leaning against the table. It rolled up the wine glass with one tentacle, lifted up some small tentacles at the corners of its mouth, and poured the orange-gold beer into its mouth. A small amount of wine dripped down the small tentacles.

It makes me feel a little sick just looking at it...

But at this moment, the drinkers in the tavern were staring at Ou Ling in fear, but Ou Ling didn't care at all.

He walked straight to the bar and said to the dwarf standing inside the bar:

"Grangas, give me three glasses of gin."

When the mutated sea monsters at the wooden tables near the bar heard what Ou Ling said, they left their seats one after another and squeezed towards the corner of the tavern with their wine glasses in hand.

Two Naga mermaid maids hurried out with rags and began to clean the slime on the tables and chairs. They moved quickly and it seemed that they were very skilled at this job. They both wore silver collars around their necks.

Ou Ling came to a relatively clean table and leaned back on a specially made chair.

The Naga mermaid maid brought over three crystal wine glasses filled with amber wine.

Olive and Zeena also leaned on the special chairs and felt quite comfortable.

When the gray dwarf drinkers saw Oring sit down, those who were very close to him also moved their wine glasses to a farther position.

At this moment, Olive's attention was attracted by the silver collar on the Naga mermaid's neck. Seeing that the scales on the back of the Naga mermaid's cervical vertebrae had been worn away by the silver collar, Olive leaned over and asked the Naga mermaid's profile:

"Why do you all wear collars like this? Not only are they heavy, but they also rub your necks..."

The only Naga sea creature Olive had come into contact with was Miss Tiffany, so she was not hostile to the Naga sea creatures.

When talking to these Naga mermaid maids, his tone was also very relaxed.

He even wanted to reach out and touch the crudely made silver collar around the neck of the Naga mermaid maid.

The Naga mermaid maid turned pale with fear. She was trembling all over but dared not dodge. She could only close her eyes with a look of pain on her face.

Zeina glanced at Olive...

Ou Ling asked Olive in surprise:

"You haven't even seen a slave collar, have you?"

He took the initiative to hold out his hand to Olive:

"Formally introduce myself. My name is Ou Ling, and I am the sheriff of this town."

Olive stopped observing the Naga mermaid maid. She handed a hand to Oring and said:

"My name is Olive, and she is Zeina. We are here to accept a commission to find out about that guy Ralph."

The gray dwarves in the tavern began to drink again, and they seemed afraid to eavesdrop on the conversation here.

Oling glanced at the gray dwarves in the tavern and smiled at Olive:

"You brought so many Siren Warriors with you. I thought you were going to occupy the Lost Sea."

"We don't have any plans for now!" Olive replied.

"So maybe there will be one in the future?"

Olive did not answer Ou Ling's question directly, but asked Ou Ling:

"Have you been working with the gray dwarves to sell elven slaves?"

Ou Ling nodded. "The market for elven slaves is huge, with many buyers, and they are best-selling at sea. In fact, those elven slaves were not only captured by the gray dwarves on the elven continent, but some were even sold by the elves themselves. We are just providing a slave market here."

"We have different philosophies. Jie Zena and I believe that if we catch all these gray dwarf bandits, the slave trade here will be reduced by at least half." Olive's eyes fell on the gray dwarves in the tavern.

"But some people disagree. They say that only those gray dwarves who have made mistakes should be sent to the mines. If we do this, it will be unfair to those gray dwarves who have done nothing..."

"You really are here for the slave trade!" Ou Ling's eyes were a little complicated.

"We occupied Kui Island some time ago. Now we have to liquidate the slave traders there one by one. We found out that Ralph is a slave trader."

"So we are enemies?"

Ou Ling looked at Olive and Jie Zena and asked them.

“…”

Olive smiled and said nothing, then raised her glass to Ou Ling.

Jie Zena didn't even look at Ou Ling...

Ou Ling asked gloomily, "Aren't you afraid that I will leave you on the island?"

Olive shrugged and said, "I was a little scared, otherwise I wouldn't have kept my arm around her and asked her to accompany me."

Zeina snorted:

"Don't think too highly of me. If I really encounter danger, I will abandon you and escape immediately."

Olive chuckled, and the seductiveness in her bones suddenly came out, and she responded:

"Then you have to run faster,"

Ou Ling laughed in silence. He crossed his arms over his chest and said, "You really are not afraid of me at all."

Only then did Jie Zena raise her head and glance at Ou Ling.

That glance made Ou Ling feel as if he was being stared at by a deep-sea monster. The darkness and coldness of the bottomless abyss instantly penetrated into his bones.

…

Roy led the half-elf guards out of the hotel and continued walking along the foggy long street.

It turns out that in the Lost Sea, the Sirens' biggest partner is the Gray Dwarves.

But the hotel owner didn't tell Roy how many gray dwarves there were on the island. Maybe even he didn't know.

Walking out of the hotel, Sabrina followed Roy who was waiting at the door of the hotel.

"How was it? What did you gain?"

"The hotel owner is a coward. He doesn't dare to say many things."

Roy walked along the street.

"I'm going to go to the slave market in town to have a look..."

The team met some gray dwarves on the street. When these gray dwarves saw the elven guards, they immediately went into the alleys on both sides of the street.

The mutated sea creatures were so frightened that they hid in the house.

In the fog, the sound of doors and windows closing could be heard one after another...

There are almost only wooden houses on both sides of the street. These houses have been in a dark and humid environment for a long time, and moss and mold have grown on many wooden boards.

The main residents here are some mutated sea creatures and the gray dwarves who migrated here.

The mutated sea creatures are not the same as those sub-humans, which include but are not limited to mermen, werewolves, dog-headed men, and eagle-man.

Mutated sea creatures refer to those marine creatures that have mutated during their growth. They often acquire primary or intermediate intelligence, and some parts of their bodies have become anthropomorphic.

The mutant sea creatures don't have a tribe, or rather, their tribe is some marine creatures...

These marine anomalies have many natural enemies in the sea and very little comfortable living space, so it is not easy for them to grow.

However, having a shelter on Preston Island in the Lost Sea is a good thing for these mutated sea creatures.

There are also some stalls on the street, and most of these stalls sell fish, including large and small sea fish and cooked red octopus.

The streets were not paved and were a bit muddy.

When walking through the fog, only things that are close at hand can be seen clearly.

The slave market soon appeared in Roy's sight. Roy immediately recognized that this was the slave market because there were two moss-covered sculptures at the entrance of the market. One was an elf in chains, and the other was a naga entangled in a fishing net.

There are many gray dwarves at the entrance of the market.

These gray dwarves walked in and out of the market barefoot. They had no metal armor on them, but mostly wore light leather armor with a square hammer or axe hanging on their belts.

When these gray dwarves saw a team of half-elf guards appearing at the entrance of the market, they were frightened and retreated one after another.

These elven guards were wearing silver armor, with elven swords hanging on their waists and shields and spears on their backs. They looked armed to the teeth, but there were magical halos flashing under their feet.

Roy and Sabrina walked in the front. In fact, the human priests behind Captain Jeroi's half-blood team were also wearing thorium armor and mixed in with the half-blood elf guards. After they put on helmets, no one noticed anything unusual.

Roy walked straight into the slave market, which was extremely muddy. However, there were platforms built on both sides of the market, and these platforms were covered with tarpaulins.

Because of the tarpaulin, there was not much fog under the platform. There were slaves of various races on the platform. They all wore slave collars. Some strong slaves were handcuffed, and some were even wrapped in chains. There were also stone chains weighing hundreds of pounds hanging behind them.

Roy walked into the slave market with the half-elf guards, and the gray dwarves in the market became a little overwhelmed.

The gray dwarves looked at the half-elves with hostility, but none of them dared to rush forward.

Roy discovered that the slave market was mainly selling elves and Naga slaves. Many signs had clear prices. In addition, most of the people there were women and children. They were almost all standing naked on the platform, looking listless and exhausted.

But there are also slaves such as Imperials, Orcs, Lizardmen, etc. on some platforms. The number of these slaves is relatively small, and their prices are far less than those of Elves and Nagas.

Roy's team of half-elf guards were particularly conspicuous after entering the slave market because they were wearing armor.

When the elf slaves on the stage saw the half-elves walking into the market, there was pleading in their eyes, but their bodies were trembling and they dared not even move.

Many slaves had whip marks all over their bodies, and it was obvious that they had been beaten a lot.

In fact, the gray dwarf slave trader on the stage was also a little confused at this time. How could there be so many fully armed half-elves appearing in the slave market?

The gray dwarves stared at the half-elf guards with hostility. More and more gray dwarves came over after hearing the news. More and more of these gray dwarves gathered in the slave market, and no one knew how many were hidden in the surrounding fog.

When Roy reached the middle of the slave market, he found it difficult to move forward.

Almost every time he took a step forward, the gray dwarves two meters away took a step back...

Even the gray dwarves in the crowd began to ask loudly in Elvish:

"What do you do?"

"Who asked you to come to Plusterton Island..."

"They are half-elves. Should we rush over and capture them? Look at how valuable the armor they are wearing is!"

At this time, Roy strode to the bottom of a platform and slowly walked up the wooden steps to the platform.

The half-elf guards were standing in the audience.

He came to a group of elven slaves and turned to look at the gray dwarf slave trader in the corner of the platform.

Several gray dwarves wearing leather armor and holding short axes stared at Roy with murderous intent.

Roy calmly asked the gray dwarf slave trader:

"How much are these elven slaves?"