Segaunt was considered the second largest city in Odin's country, because it was near the harbor and connected to the dark forest that led to the humanoid world, so with Odin's conquest, Segaunt was gradually labeled as the "capital of commerce", "capital of fashion", "capital of entertainment", and "capital of slavery". "City of Entertainment" ...... and "City of Slaves".
Of course, the laws of each country clearly stipulate that human trafficking is an unforgivable crime, and even the nobility cannot get away with such a serious crime. Even members of the royal family escaped the death penalty and spent the next twelve years in penance in the Holy Tower of the Church Kingdom.
As a result, most of the slaves that can be traded in Segantry are either humanoid or half-breeds.
According to the "one-eighth rule" of each country, a half-breed who has a humanoid in his great-grandparents' lineage will not enjoy any of the rights of citizenship.
Because the Church has established the supremacy of humans over other intelligent beings, the divinely favored masters of the world are able to harm other species with impunity.
There is a common saying circulating in the largest slave market in Cygnant.
"If you can't find a weapon or toy to your liking, it's because you haven't shopped the slave market in Cygnant. "
Compared to ordinary people who have to choose slaves for sale at discounted prices in the "roadside stalls", a big shot like Marianne is naturally qualified to approach the head of the slave market, and then, with the help of the other party, she is able to have a few of the most reputable slavers to serve her individually.
"Listen, this is a big customer who isn't short of money, as long as we make her happy, we won't have to worry about our marketing amount this year."
On the way to the noble's box, a rather reputable slave trader repeatedly instructed his heir.
Although the slave trade was one of the biggest sources of income for Segaunt, compared to jewelry and clothing, which carried a higher premium and were kept for a relatively long period of time, the slave trade couldn't really be called a fast-money and high-yield item.
After all, due to environmental factors, training cycles, and the force majeure of the slaves themselves, slavers are often faced with the awkward situation of being unable to get rid of defective goods, and no one is willing to pay for high-grade goods. However, in contrast, as long as they complete a big deal, they can ensure that this year's profit exceeds their expectations.
This was because the slavers' big customers were either those who purchased hundreds of slaves at a time like the owner of the Colosseum or the head of the military camp, or were high-priced customers who came here specifically for high-grade goods.
Those slavers who were summoned here by the person in charge weren't sure which type of big customer Marianne was, but since the other party could get the person in charge to personally pull the strings, they were definitely going to spend a large sum of money here.
According to the introduction from the head of the slave market, Marianne and Lucius went to the most qualified slaver first.
He was said to be the supplier of many dignitaries, and the last Odin Emperor had bought some unknown goods from him.
The slaver hesitated for a moment because Marianne offered to look at his warehouse, but after Lucius gave him a gesture, he immediately smiled and invited his two clients into a reasonably clean building.
"I'm not going to lie, I'm an old peddler here who seeks quality. No matter what your requirements are, I can find you the best goods." The slaver purposely took a mask for Marianne before entering the warehouse to avoid her not being used to the smell inside.
"You look confident!" Marianne followed the slaver's lead, surveying the cages that were stacked high on either side.
Those held humanoid slaves for sale.
Perhaps it was because the buyer had favored purebred goods extraordinarily in recent years, so there were very few half-breeds here, allowing Marianne to easily identify the slaves' race based on their physical features.
"Money is not a problem, the point is that I'm very picky and don't really like the common goods on the market." After half a day of looking at the slaves Marianne didn't have an ounce of interest in the dying, bleary-eyed slaves, so in a rather arrogant tone she sarcastically said, "Sir, you don't want to be in my place and smash your own sign."
Hearing Marianne's words, the slave trader not only didn't show an angry expression, but instead smiled even wider than just now. Because he had served many nobles, there was no lack of big customers with harsh words and picky eyes, which meant that they were very likely to buy those high-class goods that had been well-trained.
Here in Segunter, the price of a high-class slave was at least a thousand times that of ordinary goods.
There's no shortage of rare, hard-to-catch species or humanoid aristocrats.
Because one of the worst things about people is that they destroy beautiful things.
"In your presence, I also boast with a slightly thicker skin." The slave trader said so before opening a large door engraved with several seals, "If a picky customer can't buy his favorite goods from me, then no one can serve you in the entire slave market."
Speaking of this, the slave trader also added, "Provided that your 'pickiness' does not include the most important monetary factor, after all, cheap goods are no good!"
Accompanied by the heavy and ear-piercing sound of the sliding door, Lucius subconsciously gripped the hilt of his sword tightly and blocked half of his body in front of Marianne.
Unlike the sickly slaves seen.
Those who were "hidden" here by the slavers were of good quality that ordinary people could hardly see.
Most of them are strong men who are shackled or nailed to the wall with special runes.
There were also heartbreakingly beautiful elf maidens or Orc maidens locked in modest cages with a longing for death in their eyes.
"Out of concern for your safety, I suggest that you do not choose those grumpy Orcs." The slaver signaled the warehouse manager to increase the restraints on the premium goods.
Because someone came to the warehouse, some Orcs struggled and tried to tear Marianne or the slaver apart, only to be suppressed by one of the warehouse manager's spells and unable to move, only able to show their agonized expressions on the wall.
"That's the first time I've seen a way to manage slaves." Marianne surveys the suppressed slaves and jokes to the slaver, "If you could sell me the barn manager here, maybe I could challenge the most unruly of the high class."
In the face of Marianne's request, the slaver still has the same confident demeanor of "I can do anything for you": "What's so hard about that? As long as you give me your request, I can find you a high-grade item that is good at managing slaves."
"A high-level cargo that manages slaves? You are letting slaves manage slaves?" Marianne said in a rare moment of surprise, "Is that doable?"
"Why not? For an experienced slaver, it's much easier to teach a slave who can manage slaves than it is to raise a superior one." Saying that, the slaver also gestured Marianne to look at the warehouse manager, his tone filled with pride, "That warehouse manager who was appreciated by you was originally a slave for sale as well."