Chapter 103 Nest Of Slavery (1)

There were many reactions shown by people in the observation room, which has been covered with a large glass dome.

Among all of them, no one has a calm face other than me. Most of their faces were annoyed, angry, and many were sad.

Along with my footsteps, I paid more attention to the atmosphere in the observation room.

There were one or two people sitting on the floor hugging their legs with their handcuffs. Their positions are scattered, not in one group.

My ears began to listen to what came out of their mouths.

"What will happen to us? Will we be killed? Or maybe even given to the monsters as food?"

Their negative thoughts gush out of their heads as their mouths continue to speak negative words. They kept muttering imagining the bad scenario that might happen to them.

I ignored the purple steam coming from them, which was starting to fill the room. The direction of my eyes shifted to another place.

"Hwaa~ dad~ mom~"

There were some children who were crying and calling their parents.

They were crying and whining on the floor. Their tears of suffering spilled onto the floor. They must be confused and frightened.

'Target market for child slaves…' My misguided thoughts were surfing somewhere.

I'm not sure if they actually had parents or not, but they were likely children who had been abandoned by their families.

If they were from affluent families, then they wouldn't be coming to a charity event and getting kidnapped here.

'It won't be long until their innocent cries leave their faces.'

At another place…

"You damn human! I will definitely kill you if I get out of here!"

A dangerous mutter escaped from the mouth of one of the beastmen.

"If it wasn't for our negligence while patrolling the border, we wouldn't have been able to kidnap you using some sneaky means!"

While continuing to utter the sighs that had been in his heart, he slammed his feet against the floor as hard as he could.

Despair, crying, and anger filled the entire observation room.

Among the would-be slaves, there were herders. I called it that because they were soldiers who were tasked with securing the crowd of would-be slaves.

"Hey, let me go! This is kidnapping! You will receive punishment if you don't let us, the royal family!"

An example was one of the people trying to rebel. The man was immediately secured by the herders.

Pow!

Argh!

He was punched in the stomach and he fell face down. His back was then stepped on like a cockroach. He was forced to wriggle on the ground to the extreme of misery.

The other would-be slaves who wanted to rebel also froze in place and sat quietly as they watched that person's fate.

While stepping on the back of the would-be slave who had rebelled earlier, the herder tried to say something, not only to those who had tried or had rebelled, but also to everyone in the observation room. Especially to humans, not beastmen.

"Keep quiet! Stay calm! It's useless if you rebel, your fate is already decided from here. There will be no one to help you. From the start, you were poor people who would not remember you even if you had disappeared. "

Just like that person said, the thing that should have happened was, people would start to feel that something was off about the charity event when a few people had disappeared inside the clock tower.

But nobody cares.

The proof is there are still many people who queue to get food.

Getting the chance to be able to live a little longer is better than dying miserably on the side of a slum road.

'I also have that experience…'

I frowned as a sad vivid memory hit my head.

As I was thinking boring thoughts in my head, suddenly there were several figures of people coming from the entrance.

"Get out of the way, all of you! Make way, dammit!"

They turned out to be magicians. Cloaks were applied to their bodies and magic staffs were held in their hands. And, there is something else they are carrying.

Those are the things that grab my attention the most. The goods were collected in several large sacks that they dragged. The top of the sacks was wide open so I could see what was inside.

Magic Crystals.

There are a lot of them.

'It must be to activate the teleportation gate.'

They continued walking while dragging the magic crystals in the sack towards the center of the room, where the teleportation gate device was.

The teleportation gates device in the center of the room had a horizontally coiled structure. In an easier way, maybe you can call it a round disk, big, wide and thick. Like an altar where heretical beliefs perform rituals? Maybe so.

Regardless of the shape of the teleportation gates device, I know why magicians would come carrying magic crystals.

Magic crystal was the main power source to activate the teleportation gate.

And the arrival of the magicians was because they were the people in charge of activating the teleportation gate.

Without the presence of magicians or without magic crystals, the teleportation gate will not be active for use.

The teleportation gate device requires a special incantation to be activated. The incantation was obtained from the moment when someone found the teleportation gate device.

There was no way a magician could create teleportation gates. Such an amazing device one could only obtain from a dungeon of near-impossible difficulty.

It took extraordinary strength to get it. The combined forces of several famous noble family heads might just be able to get their hands on one. That is if a dungeon with a teleportation gate is found.

In the past few hundred years, there hasn't been a dungeon that has a teleportation gate device.

Actually, it was common for nobles to travel using teleportation gates.

Although teleportation gate devices only exist in big cities, their existence itself is not a secret.

It should be noted that all teleportation gate devices in major cities should have been registered and supervised by the royal family.

How could Marquess Stronghold get one and store it here? That was the question.

How Marquess Stronghold managed to get to the teleportation gate and managed to keep it a secret is a mystery.

Perhaps, the existence of the teleportation gate placed by Marquess Stronghold in this secret place is what allowed slavery activities in Burgenfiled city to continue to exist even though the royal family had banned slavery activities.

When the magicians were standing in front of the teleportation gate device, several herders approached them and asked, "Is it time yet?"

"Yes, herd them in!

Magicians tell the herder to herd people in or stand on the teleportation gate.

Then, several people were brought in.

There were about 5 people who were herded first.

They looked confused and wanted to rebel. Then the holder told them that they would receive a full explanation when they were on the other side of the teleportation gate.

Too bad, there is one person who still insists on rebelling.

Slash!

Without saying much more, the holder immediately slashed the person's head.

The atmosphere which was already full of tension became even more tense and frightening.

The holder then takes one more person so that the number entering the teleportation gate becomes 5 people. This was done because in one activation, the teleportation gates device can only transport five people.

Without waiting for long, the magicians immediately chanted a magic incantation in unison as five people were standing where they should be.

They had finished placing several magic crystals on top of the teleportation gate device. The magic crystals then evaporated into the air as a magic circle appeared above the teleportation gate devices.

Colorful light started to cover the entire top of the teleportation gate device. The light devoured the five people who had been standing in fear. As the dazzling light faded, the existence of the five people just now had completely disappeared.

Five people were then herded in.

Then they disappeared.

And so it goes.

The more people transferred, the fewer magic crystals that were brought by the magicians.

One of the reasons why magic crystals were always sold was because magic crystal was a tool to activate the teleportation gate.

And there was no way Marquess Stronghold would be willing to spend as much capital as buying magic crystals if he didn't profit from the slave business.

When I daydream unclear, it was time for my turn. I am standing above the teleportation gate.

"Goodbye. May you suffer, hahaha!"

A happy laugh came out of Pavlova's mouth when he saw that I was already standing above the teleportation gate.

His job to guide me was already done.

It wasn't a sweet farewell he gave me, he instead reminded me that Yary had prepared a present in another part of the teleportation gate.

"Don't worry. I'll come back and kill you later. Just enjoy the rest of your life!"

I said goodbye with a smile to Pavlova. My hand waved in the air, until finally, the colorful light obscured my view.

Syyuuuttt!

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