Chapter 77 The Road is Very "Wild"



Seeing that many buyers have begun to withdraw from the competition, the remaining buyers have become hesitant when bidding.

Warren Paris immediately shouted in an inflammatory tone: "Everyone! Use your smart brains to think carefully!

This is a rare female drow! If you miss her this time, you don't know when you will meet her again.

For a little more money, you can have her 100% tonight!"

"6600! Damn it! This is my last bid!"

The 300-pound fat man sitting in the front row gritted his teeth and raised his hand again.

It can be seen that this price has already made him feel quite painful.

fortunately!

This time no one raised the price further.

In the end, the first auction item, a female drow elf, was sold for 6,600 gold coins.

Soon, he could not wait to pay the full amount using some bills of exchange and the gold coins he had with him.

Then he had his guards and servants stuff the female drow into the carriage parked outside, and went home amid the jeers and ridicule of the crowd.

Anyone who is not a fool knows what happens next.

Some people even began to imagine what interesting hybrids would be produced by the combination of humans and drow elves.

If it's a girl, how beautiful she will be when she grows up.

According to the principle that the descendants of slaves will always be slaves, even if this female drow becomes pregnant and gives birth to the fat man's offspring, she will only be raised as a slave, or even sold to other slave owners at a high price.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Zuo Si.

After all, most of the dark elves are out-and-out evil.

Their minds have long been distorted by the gods they believe in.

Coupled with the cruel social system and environmental influences of the underground world, almost everyone who survived and grew up had blood on their hands.

And they are full of hostility and inexplicable hatred towards the surface races.

Given the chance, these guys wouldn't mind starting a bloody massacre.

They might even throw a newborn baby to death while laughing wildly.

As for drow in the good camp like Drizzt Do'Urden, the famous ranger of the North, they are definitely outliers among outliers.

It is estimated that based on the proportion of the entire dark elf population, it is probably only one in tens of thousands.

Do you want to take a huge risk to gamble on this one in tens of thousands probability? Sorry! Zuo Si is not that naive.

Although he doesn't mind giving a helping hand to those who really need help when appropriate, he will not risk his own life for it.

As the first "item" was sold at a high price of 6,600 gold coins, the atmosphere at the auction became increasingly heated.

Several subsequent "items" were also sold at good prices.

I have to say that Warren Paris is indeed a rather wild guy.

Among his auction items, special slaves like tieflings and demon elves were nothing.

Zuo Si even saw a white baby dragon that was hit by the [Mental Weakness Spell]...

This poor little guy has some kind of magic control collar around his neck.

Anyone who buys it can give it simple commands through another linkage device.

The race of this young dragon is none other than the white dragon, known as the "shame of true dragons".

In fact, it is not quite what many people think.

There are quite a few true dragons on the continent of Faerun, and it is not difficult for them to give birth.

Whether it is a metal dragon from the good camp or a colored dragon from the evil camp, the gestation period usually lasts only a few months to half a year.

A nest can produce as few as two and as many as four dragon eggs.

Even the golden dragon egg, which takes the longest to incubate, only takes about two years.

Some evil dragons in their teenage years will even abandon their eggs in the wild or near their nests after mating, completely ignoring them.

Although these eggs require quite stringent prerequisites to hatch, there are always many lucky ones that can be successfully hatched.

Those dragon babies and young dragons that were hatched and left unattended naturally became targets of capture and hunting.

Especially for the "true dragon shame" like the white dragon, which often mates for "pleasure", it lays even more dragon eggs.

In addition, the intelligence of white dragon hatchlings and young dragons is basically the same as that of wild beasts, so there is considerable room for operation whether it is capturing or enslaving.

The only problem is…

A dragon's power grows stronger as it ages.

When the white dragon that was hit by the [Mental Retardation Spell] grew up, one day he was suddenly hit by a spell with a dispelling effect such as [Dispel Magic] and regained his intelligence, only to find that he had been enslaved for decades or even hundreds of years.

What will happen as a result?

So this is simply a sinkhole!

And he was pitting his own descendants! In the end, the white dragon that was hit by the [Mental Frailty Spell] was bought by a wealthy businessman for a whopping 45,000 gold coins.

When Zuo Si saw this scene, he sincerely hoped that his descendants would be safe and sound in one or two hundred years.

You have to know that even the white dragon, the "shame of true dragons", cannot be tolerated by ordinary people once it goes crazy.

Just as the businessman took the baby dragon home with full of longing and hope for the future, the last "item" of the auction was finally brought up.

It was a mini humanoid creature about half a meter tall and weighing four or five kilograms, placed in a cage.

It has bright red skin, a round head, a pair of bat-like membranous wings on its back, and a hooked tail behind its butt that swings back and forth.

Little devil! All the information about this creature from the Nine Layers of Hell instantly appeared in Zuo Si's mind.

They are the weakest "true" devil race in Hell, with insidious and calculating personalities, and possess some very useful spell-like abilities.

Most importantly, this creature has relatively high intelligence and can become a wizard's familiar.

Warren Paris pointed at the little devil in the cage and said, "Everyone! Next is the last item for auction!

As you can see, this is a devil from the Nine Hells.

As much as I would like to extol its virtues, unfortunately I cannot do so.

Because this little devil had just killed his master, a warlock from Waterdeep, through conspiracy and trickery a few months ago.

Yes!

You heard it right! This little devil spent two years carefully planning a conspiracy! Just to kill his master and send his soul to the terrible hell!

I must remind you.

It's dangerous!

Very, very dangerous!"

Before he finished speaking…

The little devil in the cage waved his arms and protested loudly: "Hey! This is blatant slander!

My former master's death was entirely caused by her own stupidity and ignorance.

I even reminded her more than once of the serious consequences that might result from doing so.

But she just won't listen, what can I do? "

"You're still trying to quibble? Everyone in the entire continent of Faerun knows that you devils are the best at using deception, lies, and sophistry to achieve your ulterior motives.

And if you don't shut up, I'm going to have your mouth sewn shut with a needle."

Warren Paris pounded on the cage and threatened viciously.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! I'll shut up now! Don't get excited!"

The little devil sat down in the cage very tactfully, and rolled his eyes around in a very uncomfortable way, and no one knew what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)


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