The other man was about thirty years old. He had short brown hair and a terrifying scar on his face. Coupled with the silver scimitar in his hand, there was no doubt that he was the captain that Chloe had mentioned.
He was wearing a light inlaid leather armor that pirates liked the most. His eyes were filled with tyranny, and his messy beard and hair showed that he hadn't bathed for at least a month. He was wearing a pair of black high-top boots, and the soles were obviously anti-slip to prevent him from slipping on the bumpy sea.
As for the last woman, it was impossible to tell her age. She had long, fiery red hair, blood-red eyes, and a pair of similarly red horns on her forehead. Her skin was slightly red, and her clothes were unusually revealing. Only a few important parts of her body were covered with pieces of cloth. Her tail swung behind her back, emitting an alluring aura.
The captain glanced at the corpse on the ground, raised his head and asked fiercely, "Did you kill my men?"
"That's right. The two of them wanted to chop off my head, so I had to make the first move and kill them all."
André replied with a smile while ignoring the enemy in front of him. He calmly repeated his actions, as if he did not put the enemy in his eyes.
But in reality, his nerves were already tense. The magic ring on his hand was already ready to attack at any time.
"Good!
Very good!
You're the first person who dares to talk to me like this.
Don't think that you're so great just because you're a mage. I've already killed four, and you'll be the fifth! "
The captain was obviously enraged. His eyes were almost spitting fire. If it wasn't for someone holding him back, he would have already rushed forward.
The person who held him back was none other than a middle-aged man who was more than two meters tall. He carefully sized up André, then squinted his eyes and asked, "Mage, who are you?
Why did you come to our ship to kill people?
Who hired you? "
This guy had a calmness that did not match his ferocious appearance. Not only was he not angered, he even used a series of questions to calm his captain's emotions.
Andre couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. His initial plan was to infuriate the other party and lure one of them to initiate an attack. Then, he would eliminate one of them at lightning speed. This way, it wouldn't be a problem even if the other two came at him together.
Unfortunately, the burly man seemed to have seen through his intentions, so all his plans went up in smoke.
The woman with the demon bloodline gently swung her tail behind her, and a red light flashed in her eyes. She then let out a coquettish laugh. "Hahahahaha!
Little brother, come quickly and let big sister love you. I like youths like you who are full of wisdom.
Oh … just thinking about it makes me feel hot all over … "
After saying that, her entire body emitted a strong attractive force, making André's mouth dry up. He couldn't wait to rush over and tear off the remaining few pieces of cloth, then press her under his body and ravage her, venting all the fire in his heart.
Just as he was about to take action, he immediately felt that something was wrong, as if a strange force was eroding his brain. He hurriedly bit his tongue, and the pain and the smell of blood quickly woke him up. He raised the pulley crossbow and threatened loudly, "Stop your charming behavior, or I'll immediately let you taste the feeling of an arrow piercing your heart!"
"Oh, that's so sad. I'm really interested in you."
The woman grabbed her tail and put it in her mouth, licking it seductively. She looked exactly like a thirsty woman.
"Haha, interested?
Sorry, I don't want to be like those feudal knights who were charmed by you. "
André wouldn't forget the information mentioned in the information, especially the knight who died with a smile on his face. There was a 90% chance that he died in the hands of this Taefling, so he secretly increased his vigilance, afraid that he would be accidentally charmed.
One had to know that to become a feudal knight, one had to be at least a 6th rank professional, a 5th rank warrior, and then a 1st rank feudal knight. This meant that their bodies had been modified by the magic energy everywhere in the world, and they had a certain resistance. Sometimes, they could even resist a rank 0 spell.
But even so, the unlucky knight was still carelessly hit by her. This showed that this woman was definitely not simple. The powerful charm that she used just now was comparable to a rank 3 arcane spell, Berserk Charm. He had to be extra careful, or else the consequences would be unimaginable if he was stunned for a second or two in battle.
Seeing that the charm had failed, the half-demon didn't get angry. Instead, she smiled and sent a flying kiss, "How cute. I'm looking forward to turning you into my slave more and more …"
André narrowed his eyes, the corners of his mouth rising slightly, revealing a chilling smile, "Hmph!
Is that so?
I'm also looking forward to turning you into my slave.
I heard that you like to whip people to death. When you become my slave, I'll let you have a taste of it every day. "
In fact, in the Oleil Continent, although most countries had already entered a feudal system, and some had even reached a parliamentary or republican system, the slave trade had not only not gone extinct, but had instead become even more prosperous. Bandits captured by the army, defeated soldiers who could not pay the ransom, bankrupt people, felons, and so on could all be sources of slaves.
As a city with a prosperous maritime trade, Linton City also allowed slaves to exist. It even encouraged nobles and merchants to buy and keep slaves in large numbers. Many manors outside the city were completely farmed by slaves, and the number of slaves was two or three times more than the number of tenants and farmers.
Of course, most of these slaves had a good life. Apart from the lack of personal freedom, their food and accommodation were better than ordinary civilians, and they were all very loyal to their masters.
Usually, before they were sold, they would be brainwashed by slave merchants using some special methods. As long as they weren't too insulted, beaten, or scolded, they would rarely resist.
André didn't hate slaves, but he didn't like it either. After all, even in the 21st century, there were many people who lived like slaves, enduring great pressure every day. Not to mention that this world was so backward, and slavery was in line with the development of productivity.
However, Taeflin's cruelty and viciousness had successfully aroused the anger in his heart, especially the fact that he had whipped people to death. It was simply too perverted. He decided that after killing the other two, he would turn this woman into his slave and let her have a taste of the pain and despair of those who had died.