"How much are they both?"
Nora, who was standing by, was slightly stunned. She said in Reiner's arms, "Master, don't take my thoughts into consideration. Don't let me influence your judgment."
Reiner rubbed her cat ears: "No, I just think they can buy 〴㦵, don't think too much."
Nora muttered, "Lies..."
The anger on the slave trader's face instantly vanished, replaced by a flattering smile. He rubbed his hands together like a fly and said, "Cheap! These are inferior goods. The big one has given birth to a child, and the small one is worthless. All together, they're worth one gold coin."
Reiner converted it and found that one Rossno gold coin was approximately equal to one Diast gold coin.
If you calculate it this way, although they are second-rate slaves in their eyes, they are indeed cheaper than what Melod sells them for.
Reiner took a gold coin from his bag and handed it to him.
The dog-like demihuman was slightly stunned, as if she couldn't believe what was happening before her eyes. She knelt in front of Reiner, thanked him repeatedly, and put on a flattering look.
(Anyway, we can be together now. I hope this human will treat me well.)
The slave trader said with a smile, "Sir, please come this way. I will seal the indenture for you."
“No.”
"No, that won't work. It's very dangerous not to stamp the indenture on the subhuman slaves. Even though these bastards are pretending to be submissive now, they might think of killing you when they get the chance." The slave trader handed over the gold coins.
"If you don't build it, I won't sell it. If something happens to you, it might affect my reputation."
"That's not that troublesome." Reiner reached out and touched the shoulders of the two dog-like demihumans. Instantly, a pair of black marks shaped like the moon appeared. "I can cover them myself."
The slave trader stared at Reiner's hand, puzzled, "How... did they do that?"
But he suddenly realized that he shouldn't ask too much, so he continued to recommend other slaves: "Sir, do you want to take a look? These are inferior products, and there are more beautiful high-quality products. Buying two of them will make you a comfortable bed..."
Reiner declined.
The bed at home is too warm to sleep in.
He left the slave market and bought some food at a bakery on the street.
Then he handed a piece of steaming white bread to the small dog-like demihuman following behind him.
"Eat, you must have been hungry for a long time, right?"
The little Asian looked up at Reiner, her eyes filled with desire, but in the end she hid behind her father in fear.
Her little tail was wagging at her left and right.
The Daya people taught him: "Be good, take what the master gives you with both hands, and then kneel down to thank the master."
The little Asian obediently took the white bread, sniffed it gently, and then his eyes lit up.
It did not eat it first, but broke the bread and gave half of it to its mother.
Daya didn't answer, she was watching Reiner's expression and acting accordingly.
"Eat, eat. No need to kneel down and thank me. My name is Reiner. What are your names?"
The Daya lowered his head and said respectfully, "My name is Idiya, and she is my daughter Barbara."
Idiya held half a piece of steaming white bread and felt secretly relieved.
(Goddess bless you... He must be a good master. I must do everything I can to please him, for the sake of my daughter...)
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