The four skilled slaves standing in front of Ryan were all humans, not the demi-humans, elf hybrids, or other ethnic groups surrounding Ryan and his group.
The four of them were of similar height, some had long hair and some had short hair, and their clothes were thicker than those of the dancing slaves. One of them even wore thick glasses, which made him look very intellectual.
Although they were not as pretty and graceful as the dancing slaves surrounding Ryan, they were still of upper-middle class.
"Tell me about your abilities and what level you have reached." Ryan looked at the four skill slaves and spoke.
Hearing this, the four of them looked at each other, and then Ryan introduced himself one by one from left to right.
The first girl said shyly, "Sir, my name is Kewa, a second-level junior magician and an intermediate cartographer."
The second girl took one look at Ryan's handsome face and blushed slightly.
"Sir, my name is Wendoline, a second-level junior magician and a low-level cartographer."
The third girl wearing glasses adjusted her glasses and looked at Ryan with a puzzled look in her eyes.
"Sir, my name is Rianna, a second-level intermediate magician and a low-level pharmacist."
The fourth girl lowered her head and whispered, "Sir, my name is Bianca, a first-level high-level magician and also a low-level pharmacist."
Ryan was not surprised that all four of them were magicians. After all, the prerequisite for becoming a cartographer and pharmacist was to have magic power.
However, Ryan was very dissatisfied with the three-person map-making and alchemy level.
"Only low- and mid-level ones? What about high-level ones?" Ryan asked Igor.
Igor smiled bitterly, "Master Ryan, how could a senior cartographer or pharmacist become a slave? Even if they were truly reduced to slavery, they would have been divided up by other factions long ago."
"I went through great pains to purchase these four skilled slaves from other factions at high prices."
Is that so... Ryan sighed secretly. It seems that finding an obedient senior pharmacist is not an easy task.
In fact, given Ryan's status, it is not difficult to find a senior pharmacist, but Ryan wants to find someone who can completely obey him.
This is something that most senior pharmacists cannot do.
After all, those who can reach the level of senior pharmacist must be arrogant and proud. It is impossible for them to obey Ryan completely.
Ryan sighed, looking at the four skilled slaves standing in front of him, and the idea of training them arose in his mind.
"I want all four of them. What's the price?" Ryan said.
Igor smiled happily when he heard this, "Master Ryan, I appreciate your kindness of 200,000 gold coins."
"200,000? You're asking for 200,000 for four people. You're really brave." Ryan said lightly.
"Master Ryan, skilled slaves are always in short supply and their prices remain high. I bought these four from other forces at a high price."
"200,000 is really just a reward for my hard work." Igor said bitterly.
"100,000." Ryan said.
Ryan didn't take Igor's words seriously. A profit-oriented slave trader like Igor couldn't be trusted when it came to money.
Igor suddenly became anxious. If it was 100,000 gold coins, he wouldn't be able to earn any gold coins, and he would have to spend a lot of gold coins to support these four people.
"Master Ryan, you...you can't do this. 150,000 is really my lowest price. You should at least let me make some money."
Ryan was silent for a moment and said "hmm".
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