Chapter27 Three Hundred People

The sanitation in the market was poor. People everywhere were numb and obedient. They were tied by an iron chain and controlled by a fat man with a flattering smile.

Some people were thin. Most of them were stood quietly aside and looked at the potential customers passing by.

After putting Sinard in the hotel, Sherman took Simon, who was dressed in casual clothes, another knight, and Dolores to the market.

Simon didn't like this kind of thing, but Sinard ordered him to protect Sherman. He kept hypnotizing himself, trying to pretend not to see.

Dolores also felt a little uncomfortable.

Sherman glanced at the people who were tied by the chain.

Most of them looked dull, and their bodies were full of ferocious marks left by punishment. Their clothes were tattered, and they were almost half-naked and thin.

Dolores felt uncomfortable. She had never smelled the smell here.

"It's... It's so dirty here."

After a long pause, Simon said, "It's the worst I've ever seen."

He was born in a poor noble family and had never seen such a situation.

Sherman had never seen this before. He tried his best to keep his expression unchanged and said, "Most of the people here are exiles."

Some of them escaped from other countries but ended up like this because of the black-hearted and cruel middlemen.

As long as they didn't listen to their master, they would be beaten up.

Slaves who tried to escape were beaten half to death when they were caught.

They became obedient.

If there were disobedient slaves, they would disappear quietly.

"Catch her!"

The noise came from the other end of the street.

Sherman couldn't dodge and was hit by a girl who was as tall as his waist.

She didn't have time to apologize. She bypassed Sherman and wanted to run again, but was stopped by Simon.

The traffickers caught up and said, "Thank you for stopping her for me. Hurry up and follow me!"

The girl, who was caught by Simon, looked desperate. She glared at Simon, wishing to swallow him alive.

"Don't be afraid. I won't give you back to him."

If Sherman didn't show up, Simon would take the little girl away himself.

Looking at her ragged clothes, Simon's resolute face showed an embarrassed expression. He took off his coat and wrapped it around her.

"Who are you?"

The kidnapper's hand, which was about to catch the girl, was rudely attacked by another knight.

He looked suspiciously at these people with extraordinary temperament, with vigilance and hostility in his eyes.

Someone quietly gathered here.

"Don't be afraid."

Sherman rubbed the little girl's head and asked coldly, "Where is your stall?"

"This way, please."

The kidnapper's expression softened and led Sherman to a corner.

Although his room was remote, it was large with more than one hundred people locked.

"Orisa?"

When the leader saw the little girl was brought back, despair appeared in his eyes.

"Sir, if you want, I will only ask for two thousand gold coins from you. There are one hundred and twenty-six people, eighty-nine men, and the rest thirty-seven are women. Ten gold coins per man and thirty gold coins per woman."

With an obscene smile, the kidnapper pointed at the girl held by Simon and said, "They are all very beautiful."

"Dolores, give him the money."

Dolores immediately handed two cheques with a face value of one thousand gold coins to the trafficker.

She used a fake name in case the trafficker would have any reaction.

Everyone in the Holy Kingdom knew what the surname Lockett meant.

Sherman deliberately covered his eye colors when he came here. He looked like a tall, white and handsome man.

A typical aristocratic appearance.

Seeing cheques the traffickers smiling happily, he nodded at Sherman and handed the key to Sherman.

"Now these slaves belong to you. Do you need me to help you contact the person who marks the name?"

The burnt iron made a unique mark belonging to the owner on the slave's skin.

"No, thanks."

The trafficker smiled happily, took the check and ran away in a flash.

Sherman blinked his eyes and Dolores opened the chain to take them out.

Simon let go of the little girl's hand and said, "Go ahead."

The girl threw herself into a man's arms and burst into tears.

"Uncle Bill, I almost thought I couldn't see you..."

The man called Bill began to cry and he held Orisa in his arms.

"I'm Tod Bill."

Bill wiped the tears on his face and solemnly thanked Sherman, "Thank you for saving us from hell."

"I bought you for work."

Sherman threw up his hands and asked, "How do you know I saved you?"

Bill was amused. "It's better to go with you than stay with the traffickers, isn't it?"

Sherman would give them legal status so they could eat without being beaten.

"You can have a legal identity and all your rights and responsibilities." Sherman raised a finger and said, "Don't be so excited. I need your contributions."

Legal identity?

Bill was willing to go through fire and water for Sherman just because of this.

He didn't expect that his trip would be so smooth, but the food and daily life of more than 100 people was also a big problem.

There was also a distance from his goal.

Sherman walked around and bought another batch at less than three thousand gold coins.

There were just three hundred people.

There were more than 20 children among them.

Most of the children were afraid of people. They hid behind their parents and didn't say anything. They just looked at Sherman with their clear eyes.

Many of them didn't know what Sherman's identity meant to them.

Some of them kept silent, waiting for Sherman's arrangement.

"The diet and daily life of these people are a big problem."

Then they left the market.

Simon took the initiative to find a topic to talk to Sherman about, and Sherman agreed with him.

He needed at least one hundred and fifty tents, and they need a lot of food even they only eat cabbage.

Dolores was untying the chains for them.

"But Sir, aren't you afraid that they will run away?"

Just take off the chains?

Sherman laughed, "No one is as merciful as me."

It was definitely not a boast.

Three hundred people meant nothing to that smaller territory, even if they were slaves.

The bigger territory would only exploit and oppress them to death.

If one was lucky enough, he or she could have enough food, who knew what would happen if one was unlucky?

Sherman had seen too many slaves die for various reasons.

"I'm willing to provide them with their legal identity, and I won't stop them if they want to run away."

The loss of several gold coins at most.

At this time, all the iron chains on their bodies fell to the ground. They would be disposed of after putting them in a place for preparation.

Under the instruction of Sherman, Dolores announced to these people, "From now on, you can have the legal identity as a citizen of the thorny swamp, enjoy all the rights of citizens of the Holy Kingdom and have the corresponding obligation. If you don't want to stay, you can come out now."

"We will send you back to the market."