-Hahaha! Now that's fun!- Wilsander's enthusiastic shout made the room vibrate.
The place was extremely noisy, his arm around Rick's neck, Rick mirroring his posture. The two were drinking happily, but that wasn't the reason for their happiness, it was the Wayne Cards game in front of them, one of the participants being Black Spider with a resigned expression.
-Captain! You're the best!- Rick shouted, taking a sip of whatever Wilsander had prepared.
The pair hit it off very quickly and soon they dragged Black Spider along to "make money."
In the last few hours, he was dragged into gambling and betting everywhere by the Floating Dragon, Wilsander knew very well the best places for that here.
They were all subordinates of the Dragon Emperor, no one dared to expel them or use force.
Trax wasn't far away, drunk and growling at anyone who got too close to him, despite everything, he had gambled and drunk as much as Wilsander and Rick, but he still pretended to be reserved.
Three hours later, Black Spider looked at the tigerman, laughing happily and counting money, joining Wilsander and Rick.
For a moment, Black Spider was speechless.
Feeling he's gaze, Trax, looking confused, opened his mouth and let out a guttural burp, then spoke with clear drunkenness. - Hey, captain! Let's play some more!
Black Spider rolled his eyes and ignored them, quickly walking away. He had promised to play with Wilsander for his previous help, but now that it was over, he just wanted to get away from those idiots.
After getting rid of the drunkard trio, he started walking towards the center of the slave trade.
He hadn't yet gone to see Aroshia during his stay there, he was unsure whether or not to get involved, but the allure of encountering such an interesting life form intrigued him.
A virtual soul, an energetic body, but one that exhibits aspects of a physical body. This greatly interested Ringo.
However, going after Aroshia could change Han Xiao's destiny and might also attract Manison's attention. Is it worth it? Ringo couldn't say, but at the very least, he wanted to take a look at her first.
Han Xiao's description was so detailed that the woman seemed like perfection incarnate, of course, knowing how she was created, her physical form could have taken on the most beautiful form in the universe, that wouldn't be surprising.
Ringo himself could do the same, so he wasn't worried about his appearance, besides, he already had enough problems at home to deal with, 3 women and a... well, he didn't know how to describe Emma.
In any case, he entered the slave market. The place wasn't dirty or messy, but luxurious and beautiful. Any information about the slaves was displayed in books for customers to choose from.
The Island of the Floating Dragon had its middleman in the slave trade. They bought slaves from Pirates and sold them to big clients. As for the origin of the slaves? Who cares?
As a neutral territory, the Floating Dragon never acquired slaves on its own, only reselling them. This greatly reduced problems with other civilizations, even if someone from the opposing group was sold, the Floating Dragon could turn a blind eye and say it had nothing to do with them.
Sure, this would still irritate civilizations, but with Ames as the figurehead, nobody dared complain.
Either buy the slaves or wait for someone to buy them so you can redeem them.
Black Spider didn't rush to go after Aroshia, but looked at the wide variety of slaves with curiosity, hoping to find some rare species, but he was disappointed, the slaves here were the most common kind.
Humanoid species, whether common or super, were all the most common, there were also some strange beasts, but upon seeing the descriptions, Black Spider was not impressed.
Even so, he continued to look until he found something strange.
Standing in front of a glass cell, he stared at a... chicken?
As he approached and looked at the description, he almost burst out laughing.
He wasn't wrong, it really was a chicken, but he wasn't right either, that chicken is a mage!
-I see you found Crimson.- A voice pulled him from his train of thought. Black Spider glanced sideways and saw a short and thin man approaching, dressed in luxurious clothes. His fingers and neck were covered in many expensive pieces of jewelry, he had a professional smile on his face.
-Hello, Your Excellency Black Spider, my name is Horlaide, the manager of the slave market.- Horlaide bowed slightly, his expression animated.
Black Spider understood, so this was the greedy guy who clashed with Han Xiao over the acquisition of the Silvers, it's safe to say that if it weren't for this guy's greed, Han Xiao's fate would have been very different.
-Hello, did you say that this mage chicken is called Crimson?- he asked curiously.
-Ah, yes, he's a really unlucky fellow.- Horlaide chuckled lightly as he began to tell Crimson's story.
The chicken in front looked at Horlaide with eyes full of hatred, but didn't open its mouth while he spoke.
-Crimson was a Super Grade B fire mage, a very promising fellow, but also very unlucky.- Horlaide said with an amused chuckle. -He belongs to a very xenophobic civilization, whether regarding their race, their appearance, or even their class, the vast majority of them are mages and despise other classes, if one of them chooses another class, he would end up being ostracized.
Black Spider seemed interested as he listened, remaining silent, so Horlaide continued to speak.
-A few years ago, this guy didn't know how lucky he was, but he openly mocked psychics. He said that although he despised other classes, he despised psychics even more, saying that a mage could do everything they did and even some of their more specific powers could be copied by other classes. In the end, he even said he wanted to start a petition for the universal civilizations to exclude psychics from the five super systems.- Horlaide continued, and Black Spider was completely shocked by this idiot's audacity, directly mocking 1/5 of the supers.
-Sure, that was probably just talk, but what he didn't know was that a Grade A psychic was present in that bar.- Horlaide gave Black Spider a "you understand" smile.
Black Spider's lips trembled, trying not to laugh, he held back as he waited for the rest of the story.
-The psychic, of course, was furious. He imprisoned Crimson and performed a soul transfer into the body of a chicken. It was just something he did randomly, the chance of dying was very high, but... Crimson survived!- Horlaide gave the chicken a strange look, which glared at him with even more hatred. -The psychic, finding that interesting enough, let Crimson go, now in the body of a chicken.
Black Spider looked at the chicken and felt strange. Was he unlucky? Sure, but he was also lucky enough to survive, so... he didn't know how to define that chicken.
Horlaide didn't stop and continued, back to business. - Unfortunately, due to body incompatibility, Crimson's strength dropped from Grade B and he's now barely considered a Grade C, even so, due to his rarity and interesting history, I bought him, unfortunately I haven't been able to sell him yet, there's no lack of interest, it's just that... this guy is very annoying.
-You're annoying! You pest! Get out of my way! I'm telling you, if I were in my original body I would have already roasted you to ashes! You idiot! Imbecile! Shit-eater!... - The chicken screamed fiercely, its shrill voice not diminishing its seething rage.
Horlaide gestured with his hand, his face exasperated, as if to show the reason for the difficulty.
Black Spider looked at the chicken, cursing every swear word he could think of. Inside, he was already envisioning his future if he took the chicken with him, and... he was impressed. Once the compatibility issue was resolved, even without any further help, he saw that the chicken had a lot of talent.
Lost in thought, he didn't know what to do for a moment. Should he take the chicken away? But this guy really seemed like a prejudiced loudmouth. The next moment, he thought of Price and a smile slowly crossed his face.
-How much?- he finally asked, surprising both Horlaide and the chicken.