Chapter 180 I'm Going to Extort Them
There are countless slave-hunting teams active in the world, and the relationship between them and slave traders is equivalent to that between hunters and butchers.
Slave-hunting teams are active all over the world. Any creature they set their eyes on that is unable to protect itself will be captured by them and then sold to slave traders through special channels.
These slaves would be distributed to different sales locations according to their types, such as mines, brothels, taverns, monster ranches, and the homes of the rich...
In short, once you become a slave, there is almost no good ending.
Moreover, the objects they capture include but are not limited to humans, elves, dwarves, monsters, dragons, etc. Anything that can be captured may be found on the sales list.
It is also because of this that the slave-hunting team has become the most hated existence in the world.
They don't recognize people, they only recognize money, and when they get angry, they even dare to sell out their own teammates.
The Sith Chamber of Commerce, on the other hand, secretly formed a slave-catching team. According to rumors, the leader of this slave-catching team was a guest invited by the Sith Chamber of Commerce, and his strength reached an astonishing level ten.
You know, there are less than a hundred tenth-level strongmen in the Star-Moon Continent, and the eleventh-level extraordinary people are like old antiques who are hidden somewhere. They only want to break through to the twelfth level and never care about worldly affairs.
Therefore, with this tenth-level strongman as their backing, the slave-catching team has always acted erratically and without any scruples.
Although they would not target those with too big a background, they would still catch some tough ones from time to time, such as the children of nobles, the offspring of Warcraft lords, the eggs of dragon-blooded Warcraft, and other hot potatoes.
The moment he heard Huenleiner was going to select the hostages himself, Carona, who was blinded by interests, immediately became excited.
Good guy,
This wave of getting rich!
Seeing Carona standing there almost in a daze, greed in his eyes almost overflowing, Friedman kicked him calmly and said in a stern voice:
"Don't forget your mission!"
As soon as these words came out,
Carona instantly came back to his senses and immediately called for people to bring out the intact elven slaves. Then he said to Huenleiner:
"To prevent you from going back on your word, I have two conditions."
Huenleiner frowned, somewhat displeased, but still compromised, "Please tell me, as long as your request is not too excessive, I can satisfy you."
Carona snorted lightly, then said with a beaming smile, "First, not only must you bring the ransom, but you must also move the patrol ship six hundred miles away, giving us ample time to repair the flying boat.
Second: You can only drive one assault boat to our flying boat and pick up the elves you have selected."
"...Okay." Huenleiner nodded in agreement. This time, his adjutant did not object.
Although Carona's request sounds extremely dangerous, it is indeed a choice that an insatiable desperado would make when he is solely concerned with protecting himself.
They did not think that the people of this black merchant fleet would dare to attack the elven army.
and,
Huenleinar was not without defense either. He was infusing magic power into the scroll in advance to prevent Carona from suddenly attacking during the hostage selection process.
These two scrolls are defensive third-level spells that he uses to save his life.
You know,
Normally, mages who create magic scrolls will set a confidential activation time on the scrolls in order to prevent their magic circles from being understood by others after activation.
Once the user activates the scroll, it will automatically close after a timeout. After exceeding a certain number of times, it may even self-destruct. This is a common practice to prevent others from stealing the magic.
However, Huenleiner planned to activate the scrolls in advance and not leave them behind. He planned to use the advantages of seventh-level magic and the fast speed of the assault boat to select the hostages while waiting for an opportunity to snatch back the elves.
He believed that with such a trump card, he would be able to escape unscathed even if he was besieged by dozens of sixth-level mages at the same time.
"Great! Then I'll be waiting for your arrival!" Seeing that everything had been said, Carona immediately cut off the communication and kept grinning.
After listening to the conversation between Carona and Huenleiner, Friedman, who had been silent on the side, had already understood the situation, and the doubts in his heart disappeared instantly.
It is no wonder that the news of transporting elven slaves was known to the law enforcement team.
The higher the status of an elf, the more spies and security personnel are around him. It is not surprising that the elven army was able to track this clue.
Previously, the slave-hunting team lost contact after hastily delivering the elves.
Now it seems that it has fallen into the hands of the elves, and there is no need to say what its fate will be.
Anyway, I don't expect their deaths to be very pretty.
At this moment, Mog also realized it belatedly and said, "I understand now. No wonder they are so willing to spend even the seventh-level scroll. It turns out there are fat sheep among these slaves!"
As he spoke, he looked at Friedman with a smug look, wanting to get his praise, but he could only see the caring looks of Carona and others.
Seeing this, Mog had no choice but to shut up and wait for Friedman's next arrangement.
The "ransom" and "ship repair time" that Carona planned to mention were just excuses to cover up the truth and confuse the public.
What they really wanted Huenleiner to do was to send a single assault boat to redeem the hostages.
If he wanted to be on guard, Huenleiner would certainly have heavily guarded the assault boat, but an elven assault boat can only carry seventy or eighty people at most, and space must be left for the hostages.
As you can imagine,
If Huenleiner sent out assault boats, the result would certainly be that these elven soldiers would never return.
Not long after,
The hatch on the belly of the patrol ship opened, and an assault boat over 20 meters long quickly floated out.
As Friedman expected, all the seats on the assault boat were packed except for the empty space reserved for the hostages.
But the only thing he didn't expect was that this assault boat was led by Huenleiner himself.
Under the watchful eyes of Lin Luo and Yue, the assault boat operated at full capacity, dragging a stream of dark blue magic energy in the air. In less than half a cup of tea, it arrived above Carona's flying boat.
It slowly descended under the expectant gaze of everyone in Carona.
"Oh no!"
The man and the cat exclaimed in unison.
As they watched the entire incident from a God's perspective, they naturally understood how huge the gap in combat power was between Huenleiner and Friedman.
Xuon had two seventh-level scrolls in his hands, and judging from the fluctuations of magic power, it seemed that the level of his magic was not low.
But so what?
The number of sixth-level mages in the Black Merchant Fleet exceeds that of the law enforcement team by more than twenty people, not to mention the sixth and seventh-level knights who are proficient in close combat.
How could he dare to go up with such an unfavorable lineup?
Lin Luo held his forehead with his hand, looked at the 23 elves and men and women who were brought onto the deck of the flying boat, shook his head, and transformed Shenmo Qianji into a black robe, saying helplessly:
"I'm going to extort money from them and rob them at the same time."
Compared to the disgusting slave traders, the elves seem more worthy of help.
Of course, the prerequisite is that sufficient compensation must be given.
After all, the other party is also human, so you have to pay more!
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