Chapter 70 Dark Circles

"How will you know if you don't try?" the middle-aged woman named Bakoyannis said casually, "There's no harm in it anyway. If we don't have a worthy slave, we can still do business with each other normally."

"What do you do 'normally'?" His subordinates seemed to have heard some extremely ridiculous joke, "Don't be ridiculous, Bakoyannis, we never do business 'normally'. When we see something worth grabbing, we grab it." "If robbery doesn't work, just steal it!"

"That's just you," Bakoyannis sneered and said in an airy manner, "Your qualification level is not up to the threshold of our senior management, so you have such an idea. When you reach my position, you will Know how we established ourselves among the city-states in the southern part of Delusion."

"Ah, yes, yes."

Although the subordinates did not refute with their mouths, they sneered in their hearts: What a high-level person is, he is just a leader, that is, he can show his authority in front of us.

What about us? Yes, we can show off our power in front of these humble slaves!

"What did the elf promise to the boss, so that she would temporarily order us to take a look?" A spellcaster complained with some dissatisfaction, "We are an elite team, and the goods we have are priceless. If we lose them, Who will be responsible for the delusion?”

As a spell caster, this person is obviously a level above that of the guard.

"Of course you are, who asked you to ask?" A light rain began to fall from the sky. Bakoyannis stretched out his hand, picked up a few drops of rainwater from between the forest leaves, condensed it into snowflakes in his hand and blew it out at will, " Don’t ask so many questions. If you had learned it, you would have been on an equal footing with me.”

What about the spell caster? She was also a spellcaster, and she was still a head taller than him.

"Wait!" One of the people in the team suddenly raised his hand. He looked like he was dressed like a scout.

"Someone just walked through here!"

"Are you sure?" Bakoyannis' eyes immediately became sharp, "How many people and when?"

"Five people, just now." The scout checked the ground carefully and immediately came to a conclusion.

"Race, occupation?" Bakoyannis waved his hand, and the entire team immediately dispersed in battle formation, and everyone was carefully examining the surrounding environment.

As the scout got closer and closer, Ron and the others, who had nothing to hide, had no choice but to stand up and wave to each other awkwardly.

"Um...hi?"

"Three humans, one half-elf, and one...goblin?" When Bakoyannis saw Drivedo, a look of disgust immediately appeared on his face, "How could you mix with such a thing? "

"It's not hygienic, it's difficult to manage, it's cheap, and it has no advantages other than being durable."

"You're right," Ron spread his hands, "There's nothing we can do. We don't have the strength like you, so we can only do this kind of small business."

"May I ask you, bosses, what is your business number?"

"We are from the Carolina city-state, haven't you heard of it? You must know about the black eye!"

Bakoyannis said his official name in the front, and his nickname in the road behind him.

"Oh, oh oh oh! I've admired your name for a long time!" Ron pretended to be suddenly enlightened, "I'm very aware of the illustrious reputation of the dark circles, and my little brother has always taken you as an example!"

"You're quite discerning," Bakoyannis laughed disdainfully, "Go away, don't go to the trading post over in Frome, otherwise sister, I will treat you as a competitor and 'train' you - —That half-elf girl still has great potential."

"I'm afraid I'm older than you." Ivy said with a dark face.

Although he was extremely unhappy with the other party, Ron's pretense was completely reasonable - here they were outnumbered, but when they arrived at the trading post, it was their home court!

Will these slave traders have the final say whether they cook or roast them, send them to goblins or feed them to black dragons?

Endure the calm for a while, then take a step back to peel off the bones and peel off the skin.

But just when the pair of slave traders walked past them, and Ron and the others thought they had been fooled, the middle-aged woman suddenly stopped and took out a scroll with images from her bag.

"Wait, isn't it?" Bakoyannis turned around maliciously, "I almost got deceived by you - you are Ron, right? You are as smooth-talking and quick-witted as Mindatis said."

"But unfortunately, we are a professional team and we are not easily fooled."

"That elf bought you from us. It is said that the reward will be doubled for every one caught - how about you be wise and come with us?"

"Don't worry, your prices are too high. We dare not give you the same treatment as slaves. The premise is that you are willing to cooperate."

"Mindatis is really willing to spend a lot of money," Ron smiled bitterly, "Then it seems we have no other choice."

A thick cloud of mist suddenly spread in the forest. In this difficult-to-see environment, Bakoyannis' team quickly lost traces of Ron and others.

However, she didn't panic at all, and even laughed sarcastically, "Don't you think that such a little trick can hide the truth?"

"Let you country bumpkins see what real magic is - wind-making!"

A linear strong wind twenty meters long and three meters wide blew from Bakoyannis into the clouds in front of her. Under the instigation of this strong wind, Drivedo's cloud magic was instantly cracked. However, When the thugs with dark eyes were preparing to charge, they found a thick tower shield blocking the way of several people.

"Magic Missile!"

"Blessing Technique!"

"Protect against evil!"

Spells rose up one after another from behind the tower shield, and the tower shield began to glow with dangerous lightning. At the same time, the goblin that Bakoyannis looked down on just now had merged with the entire jungle. Cold arrows continued in the shadows, shooting several spellcasters crying for their fathers and mothers.

The shield spell can't be cast without any cost. What should I do if the spell is used up? Shoot flaming arrows?

At this time, the harassment of goblins was secondary, and the biggest headache for these slave traders was undoubtedly Thera who was like a tiger entering the flock of sheep.

Even though they had sophisticated equipment, under the miraculous power of Sera, almost no one dared to take her axe. The result of these people's retreat was to completely expose those weak mages and scouts!

"Uh-huh!" The nosy scout naturally became the target of hatred from Ron and others. After a few minutes of back-and-forth attack and defense, the scout's head was persuaded by Sera's double-edged giant axe. Then, he jumped up and down in pursuit of his own freedom.

"Damn! Retreat, take the slaves and retreat first!" Bakoyannis saw the situation that was beginning to deteriorate and was furious. After spreading a cloud of daggers, another caster used the dark spell to force Sera and Sela back. Behind the advancing Ivy, a group of people quickly evacuated.