[219] The Black Market.

A vile place. A Cruel Place, a disgusting, humanity-defying, heartless place.

And yet also the place that was important for the economy...that was important for the world.

"Beautiful girls for sale! All virgin!"

*Tok*Tok*

It was a place that Elijah despised, yet he now had to walk through it...

"You look like a healthy young man sir, Do you want to have a go?"

A slave trader approached him...and 'suggested'.

Elijah stopped...his cloak hiding his popping veins...his enraged face...his desire to kill this filth.

Heat emerged from his body...the flames of rage...a rage that sprouted seeing the hopeless faces of anyone, male or female that was reduced to this state...to this class.

"No."

He responded...and made his way towards his destination.

He knew...he could not make a mess here...no matter what unless he wanted to be overpowered and killed.

The black market was not something to be messed with...absolutely not.