"...Is buying and selling elves allowed?"
He Wen suppressed his anger and asked the stuttering man with a trembling voice.
He was no longer willing to look at the tragic situation of the dead elf on the stage.
"Well, benefactor! Don't worry, this place is different from the one above. This place is protected! These elves are all slaves. No, no one will care about them!"
"...In other words, it's actually illegal on the surface, right?"
He Wen was even thinking about whether he could report this place after he went out, but the stuttering man's next words made his heart completely freeze.
"Hey, hey, benefactor, you, you don't understand, I, let me tell you, the biggest investor here is the Holy Religion."
A trace of anger flashed in He Wen's eyes.
Holy religion, again holy religion.
This dog cult not only deprives and tramples on the lives of others at will, but now also engages in such activities in private. It is difficult for him to imagine how he can practice his own way as a healer in a world where the Holy Religion dominates the faith.
The commotion on the stage had subsided. At this time, a man stood up from a seat on the second floor.
He had long golden hair, wore a beak mask, and spoke to everyone while holding a wine glass.
"I'm sorry, dear guests, the bitch who died just now was the daughter of the leader of an elf tribe. She has not been fully tamed. I promise that this problem will not happen again in the future."
The guests didn't seem to pay much attention, as if the person who died just now was a wild dog. They all raised their glasses to pay tribute to the blond man on the second floor.
But He Wen felt that.
The blond man gave him a very familiar feeling.
It seemed as if I had seen him somewhere recently.
And when he remembered who that man was, He Wen's mind exploded with a buzz.
Oh shit.
Isn't that the brave man I saw at the city gate today? ?
There was no mistake. Although he was wearing a mask, He Wen was a surgeon and he knew the human body shape, body bones, and contours very well. He was very sure.
This masked man is the brave man named Randall.
But how could such a beloved brave man appear here.
At this moment, the blond man seemed to have thought of He Wen.
He said a few words to the guard beside him, and the guard came to He Wen's side.
"Mr. Falcon would like to ask you to come over and say a few words."
Although his words were quite polite, He Wen had already seen the guard's hand on the sword. If he didn't go, he might not be able to get out of here today.
He had no choice but to follow the guard upstairs. Naturally, the stuttering man couldn't go with him. He looked at He Wen's back with envious eyes.
"Well, benefactor, you, you are so lucky. If you make Mr. Falcon happy, he, he will give you a lot of benefits!"
Listening to the stuttering man's voice, He Wen just wanted to curse.
I just came here to buy a bed, why did I discover such a big secret by accident.
Arriving on the second floor, the blond man wearing a mask invited He Wen to sit down. He Wen knew it was best to listen to him first, so he sat across from the blond man.
"Sir, you are a bit unfamiliar. Is this your first time here?"
"Well... I rescued a stutterer and he brought me here."
"Oh? Saving people? Are you saving people on the black market?"
As if he heard some joke, the blond man looked at the guard aside and said with a smile.
The guard also sneered a few times.
"It seems that you are indeed a new friend. I would like to ask, are you satisfied with our place?"
"The environment is good and the management is very strict. However, they have to charge a fee to enter the door, which makes me not very satisfied."
He Wen pretended to be relaxed and said, while taking the opportunity to observe his surroundings.
The blond man took a sip of red wine and at the same time glanced at an elf maid. The maid also poured a glass of wine for He Wen, but He Wen didn't drink it. Who knows what the wine was made of.
"Sir, the way you looked at me just now seemed a little strange."
He Wen's heart beat faster. Sure enough, he noticed it, but it was normal. After all, the other party was the most powerful warrior in the country, so it was understandable that he noticed these details.
"Because you look very young, but you are the talker here, so I am a little surprised."
He Wen was still trying to keep calm.
The blond man pondered for a moment and then said.
"Thank you for your compliments. I hope you can visit me often in the future. To celebrate our acquaintance today, I will give you a gift on behalf of the Taris Underground Kingdom."
As he spoke, he snapped his fingers.
Soon a guard came up holding the chain.
On the other end of the chain was a half-clothed elf girl. Her long light blue hair looked messy and boring at the moment. Her dark green eyes were full of fear. She didn't have many wounds on her body. , but he looks very thin, probably because he hasn’t eaten properly for a long time.
"What does it mean?"
He Wen asked.
The blond man shook the red wine glass, and his eyes covered by the mask cast a cold look.
"This is an elf that was just captured recently. It has not been trained yet, but the quality is top grade. If it is based on the market price, it may cost 7,000 gold coins."
He Wen was stunned.
Are the elves so valuable?
As if seeing He Wen's surprise, the blond man laughed.
"You have probably never encountered elves. They are almost extinct from this world. The only value of these aliens who try to steal human magic is to entertain humans. Don't worry, her body doesn't have any She has been touched by others, now I give her to you and treat it as the birth of our friendship, how about it?"
The guard yanked the chain suddenly, and the blue-haired elf staggered and fell to He Wen's feet.
She raised her head slightly and looked at He Wen with horrified eyes.
"Are you so generous to every new guest? Mr. Falcon."
He Wen also forced a smile and asked.
The blond man shook his head, slowly leaned forward, and spoke very close to He Wen.
"No, sir, you are special."
"Why?"
The blond man came close to He Wen's ear and whispered.
"You...recognize who I am?"
He Wen's pupils suddenly widened, and this reaction confirmed the blond man's suspicion. The corners of his mouth raised, revealing a sly smile.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything to you. I should say, even if you yelled on the street and told me who I am and what I'm doing now, do you think anyone would believe it?"
indeed.
If He Wen went directly to the streets and shouted that the number one warrior of the Kingdom of Taris colluded with the Holy Cult to establish an underground slave kingdom to sell elven slaves, no one would believe him.
Not to mention that he is still a heretic boycotted by the Holy Religion, and his words will only be regarded as crazy.
"In that case, why did you give me such an expensive gift?"
"precious?"
The blond man grabbed the elf girl's hair, and then pressed her to the ground. Then he raised his head and screamed, and stepped on the girl's head with his boot.
"Ugh!"
The elf girl let out a scream, and her body was shaking violently.
"what you do?!"
Faced with this sudden change, He Wen stood up suddenly, but the guard's sword was already on his neck.
No one noticed the commotion on the second floor, everyone was immersed in their own desires and enjoyment.
The blond man looked at He Wen and showed an extremely twisted smile.
"Do you think these beasts are valuable to me? No, no, no, they are like dogs, no, they are like pigs, bugs, hahahahahaha, I will give you a bug, and you still think I am a weird person? ?”
"..."
He Wen didn't say another word. The blond man pulled the elf girl's head up. The girl's face was already stained with tears, but maybe she had experienced severe torture before, so she didn't even dare to hum now.
"Sir, you know, this mask is magical. Most people can't see my face clearly. In their eyes, I look like a falcon or a raptor. But you, you saw through this mask. Magic, you are a capable person, and I like to make friends with capable people, and she is my olive branch, do you accept it?"
The blond man stared at He Wen.
He Wen also stared at him.
There was no choice. If the word "no" came out of his mouth, He Wen might die here today.
Finally, He Wen slowly raised his hand and took the chain from the guard's hand.
"Nice to meet you. What's your name?"
Looking at He Wen leading the elf girl down the stairs, the blond man leaned on the railing and asked He Wen.
He Wen turned his head, looked at the blond man, and said lightly.
"Owl."
The blond man was stunned for a moment, and then the smile on his face became more distorted. Watching He Wen slowly leave the hall, the blond man smiled and said to himself.
"...The natural enemy of the falcon? You are really interesting. I will remember you, Mr. Night Owl."
