Chapter 494: The Kingdom of Flowers! The Birth of the Extreme Ice Swordsman

"Cooper?" (You let her go to the pawn shop alone. Aren't you afraid that the same thing will happen again?)

Arthur smiled foolishly, taking Gion's recruit-style navy cap and examining it carefully.

"Let's take a look at it later when we go to the entertainment venue."

He extended his index finger and released a weak chill on the navy pattern, making it brittle, and then he peeled off the pattern bit by bit.

Arthur felt much better when he saw the navy hat without any navy pattern, and he put it around his waist.

Then he stretched his limbs and felt that his physical strength had increased exponentially after the last battle and injury.

"It seems that in this life, I will only need a few years at most to recover to my peak strength."

Arthur finished speaking, left the window, took the key and walked out of the rented room.

"Let's go shopping. Who can recognize me with my bald head?"

While imprisoned in G6 Prison, Arthur's hair was harshly shaved off by the Navy.

It just so happened that he didn't want to have long hair anymore.

Cutting my hair short, saying goodbye to my past self formally, and adjusting my always tense mental state is also the time to do something.

Several days have passed since the G6 incident, and a worldwide wanted poster about Arthur is spreading around the world.

……

Sunset at dusk, slave market on the south coast.

"How much is this?"

Feng sat slumped on the ground, lifeless all day. No one was interested in his skinny body, and he didn't care who bought him.

Suddenly, someone reached out and grabbed his chin. The old man lifted his head and looked closely at the face that looked hopeless.

"Usually 25 Baileys, but he can give you less, let's say 20 Baileys. What do you think?"

The slave owner smiled and offered a price to the old man in front of him who was wearing a gray suit and had a stubble on his face.

Feng hadn't received any buyers' inquiries all day, and now that someone finally wanted it, he had to make some money.

“Good eyes, my name is Royce, an old man who has participated in various fighting activities in the black market for many years.

How old are you?

Feng listened to the old man's self-introduction, his eyes no longer wavered as he looked at him, and responded hoarsely,

"17 is old."

"That's him." When Royce learned his age, he immediately took out his wallet and handed the slave owner 20 of the largest denomination Baileys.

In the afterglow, Feng, who was bought, followed Royce, walking on the street with his hands and feet shackled.

He was stared at by countless passers-by and felt like a heretic.

Entering the city streets, he paused for a few seconds at a bun shop and swallowed his dry throat.

Royce realized his motive and stopped walking towards the bun shop.

"Want to eat?"

Feng nodded subconsciously, the movement was very subtle and not particularly obvious.

"Ten." Royce took out 100 Baileys and handed them to the bun shop owner.

Soon, a bag of ten buns was handed from Royce to Dao Feng's arms.

Feng was holding the bag of buns, a little dazed.

Could slaves be treated like this? He was very confused. When he was a child in the village, he saw slaves being abused like dogs.

I never thought that a master could give warm food to a slave.

"The chains won't hinder the movement of your limbs, will they?" Royce continued to move forward.

"Let's eat while we walk. By the way, tell me how you became a slave."

"Drought," Feng replied. "My whole family starved to death. Unable to survive, I had to sell myself for food."

"Really? My condolences," Royce consoled him. "I'm 73, and not far from the grave. Hahahaha."

Feng was very confused by the fact that he looked at death so calmly and was chatting and laughing about it.

"By the way. What's your name?"

"Maple, my mom said that when I was born, a maple leaf floated in from outside and landed on my forehead, so they gave me this name."

Feng introduced himself to the director and explained the origin of his name.

"Well, this name has a very Flower Kingdom feel to it. I've lived here all my life, and people always name people after food, nature, and strange words."

"I want to ask..." Feng saw that the other party did not have any airs of a master, and was very curious about a question, so he took the initiative to ask,

"If I become a slave, will my identity as a citizen of the Flower Kingdom still exist?"

"Probably gone," Royce responded. "The country will define you as missing persons and remove you from citizenship."

"Really?" Feng sighed, as if relieved. "So that's how it is. Once a person loses his value, he will be abandoned."

"Miss! The total price is a maximum of 350 million Baileys, no more!"

As they passed the street in front of the pawnshop, they heard the owner's subtle roar coming from inside.

"These are dozens of pairs of gold rings, bracelets, and pearl necklaces!"

Leia's voice came from inside. If it were before going out to sea, she would never argue about money.

Now she understands that she has to fight for everything on her own in order to maximize her own interests.

“Some of them are fake, imitations!”

"Okay, you pay."

The quarrel in the pawnshop died down, and Feng stood at the door again, staring at the woman in front of the counter.

His eyes widened as he recognized her immediately.

"It's the woman on the boat during the day!" Feng said in surprise.

At this moment, a young man with a half-meter-long eagle on his shoulder and a duckbill hat on his head walked past him and walked straight into the pawnshop.

Arthur noticed his deliberate gaze, and frowned, glancing at Feng with murderous eyes.

Finding that he was just a weakling, he stopped looking at him.

"Do you know them?" Royce walked to Feng and looked at the girl and boy at the door of the pawnshop.

"No..." Feng's forehead was covered with cold sweat, staring at Arthur's back.

"do not know."

"Then let's go," Royce said to him. "In this capital of the country, there are all kinds of people. You get used to it over time."

Royce took Feng away and quickly disappeared in the crowd.

Inside the pawnshop.

Arthur folded his arms and followed Leia out.

"You know what? Before I left the village, I always thought one million Baileys would be enough for me to last a lifetime!"

"now what?"

"Now I see, Arthur, that this is but the price of one of your meals!"

In the end, she was very shocked that she was in charge of more than 10 million Bailey funds.

When she thought about the horrific level of Arthur's spending, she got goosebumps all over her body.

Whether it is wine, clothes, or food, everything must be the most expensive.

As night falls.

In the southern city of the Kingdom of Flowers, sky lanterns began to rise one after another.

Kongming lanterns continued to float into the sky, covering the entire city.

Thousands of lights are dim.

Arthur, Leia and the others passed by a bulletin board and stood in front of it in a daze, looking at the bounty posted on it.

"The Ice Swordsman Arthur, bounty of 100 million... 100 million berries!!"

Leia read aloud the amount on the bounty.

She went forward and looked for it, but found none of their rewards, only Arthur's was made public.

"Haha, here we go again." Arthur looked at his own bounty with disdain, "But after such a big incident, it would be strange if he didn't increase the bounty."

In the photo, Arthur is holding a knife and laughing wildly with a ferocious look on his face.

The background panel is the ruins of the G6 base.

"We haven't heard anything about the outside world these days. We need to buy a newspaper and see what's being reported!"

Leia quickly said to Arthur,

"Your bounty has increased fivefold. It would be bad if you were harassed by a bounty hunter."