"Why didn't Ophelia call me?"

Diapolo's face was full of regret and annoyance. All the dragons under his command were paupers, but he was no exception, and he was not even a few pieces of silver on his body.

Needless to say, the first world he traveled through was limited, and there was no place to play. In the second world, Jiuzhou was vast and rich in resources, and his strength was enough. He collected a lot of good things and refined them into nine mountain and river beads that were ranked among the top nine continents, turning them into mountains and rivers, which could affect the terrain and spiritual veins that were radius of thousands of miles.

But that world was opened up by a big man. Although the big man was sleeping, he opened a small trumpet to stroll around to regulate yin and yang and rectify the five elements.

Diapolo's behavior of running in to eat and drink enough, and having to pack and take it away is naturally not allowed. Therefore, Diapolo finally brought back only nine micro-carved mountain and river beads that can only be used for storage!

Therefore, when Diapolo heard that his eldest wife robbed the property of the Kingdom of Dimit and made a fortune, she was surprised and felt annoyed and regretful. She felt that she had made a lot of money because she was wrong.

"His Highness Diapolo, it was already half a step late when His Majesty received the news. If you inform you again, it would probably be even later, so..."

"Don't talk to me so much. Can you continue to grab it now?" Diapolo stared at the four-winged angel kneeling in front of him with a heavy breathing.

"It's over, and all the things you can grab have been snatched!"

"Damn!"

Diapolo covered his heart and felt his heart twitching slightly. He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, calmed down for a moment, and then spoke again.

"Since it's over, what are Ophelia sending you here for?"

"Your Majesty robbed too many things this time, but a large part of them are not available for the time being, so your Majesty sent me to inform you to see if there is anything you need."

The magnetic voice of the four-winged angel is very soft and pleasant, and it is a pleasure to hear him speak, but at this time Diapolo's face was dull. The voice of the male angel is very soft, but the content is really too harsh.

"His Royal Highness Diapolo?"

Seeing the sculpture-like Diapolo, the angel who came to inform him spoke carefully.

"Well, I'm fine." Diapolo stood up with a blank expression, "Where is Ophelia now? Take me there."

"Abide by the order!"

He looked at Diapolo's face quietly, and the four-winged angel lowered his head and did not dare to speak much. It was obvious that the royal husband was not in a good mood at this time.

"So close?"

Diapolo felt even more heartbroken when he looked at the city he arrived in less than three quarters of an hour.

"Ophelia, such a good opportunity, you didn't even call me!"

Landing in this city that seemed to have not been built for a long time, Diapolo saw Ophelia looking down at the entire city on the broken tower in the middle of the city.

However, her appearance changed a little. The image of a blond and white-robed woman wizard whom Diapolo initially changed to a black-robed evil wizard, and even black flames swayed around her body. She looked like she was not a decent person.

Of course, these disguises do not exist for Diapolo. He and Ophelia have a very close relationship and have had long and in-depth communications at negative distances many times. Even if the breath changes, they can be quickly identified.

"What's the use of notifying you? Your message is too late! Even if I told you, do you know who to rob?"

Ophelia, who looked at the black-haired young man who fell beside her, even her face was covered, and her appearance could not be seen, and her gender was cold and hoarse.

“…”

Diapolo was choked and could not respond. Indeed, his news was too late. Even if such a big thing happened to the outside world, he had no way of knowing it. He didn't even get the hot mouth, so he was just jealous afterwards.

"Are these your gains this time?"

Diaporo changed the subject abruptly and looked at the city below, which had been ravaged by war, with all kinds of materials piled up in invisible squares and invisible streets and alleys.

Humans, orcs, half-elves, goblins, dragon-born kobolds, lizardmen... As many as seventeen races live in harmony in this city - they are all working hard to carry mountains of materials.

"This is just one of the strongholds I occupy, close to the territory you occupy, so I called you here. Do you want to go down and take a look? There should be a lot you need."

Such generous words made Diapolo's mouth twitch. If he had a powerful information channel, he could also participate in this feast, even if he couldn't grab as many of his eldest wife, he would never have fallen to the point of relying on his wife's alms.

"Why don't you talk? Don't you want it?"

Ophelia, whose face was covered in darkness, looked at Diapolo, seemingly confused.

"want to!"

Although I really want to refuse loudly, the reality does not allow Diapolo to be tough. Now there is really a shortage of various materials. Building a territory cannot be accomplished by exploiting bandits.

"Just want it, you can go down and choose first. I will send someone to follow you and record everything you want. After picking, I will take you to another material statistics point."

"Okay." What else could Diapolo say.

So, accompanied by an angel disguised as a rune knight, Diapolo began to wander in this city filled with various supplies.

Then he also learned why Ophelia shared with him what she had robbed. Because she robbed too many things and the types were very messy, almost all kinds of them were available.

Alchemy potions, weapons and armor that can be used directly, and only herbs and ores of raw materials. Of course, these are small heads, and the ones that account for the most are slaves.

Various slaves, not only races, but also classified into categories. They have been brainwashed and can be used for combat war slaves, guard slaves for assassination or protection, and bed slaves who have been rigorously trained and mastered various skills.

"Sir Diapolo, you can't choose these." Seeing Diapolo, he kept looking at the group of female slaves with charming faces and beautiful figures, and the male archangels who were accompanying Diapolo quickly reminded.

Although His Majesty Ophelia did not give any instructions, he still knew about this little thing. If this Highness really asked him to take away these female slaves who were purely used to vent his lust, he would not have to hang out with His Majesty the Queen.

"I just took a look, and I didn't say I wanted these."

After looking at the archangel whose body was completely covered by rune armor, Diapolo snorted. Even if he had a pit in his mind, he would not choose these, which was too blatant.

"What's going on in the state of these slaves?"

I don't know if it was to cover up or something, the archangel behind Diapolo asked, of course, he was indeed a little curious, because each of the female servants in front of him had a dull eyes and looked like a doll with life.

Compared to these female slaves, the combat slaves he had just seen were even worse. They were like vegetatives and were sleepy and rely on drugs to maintain vital signs.

"They were fed secret medicine by slave merchants. Now they only have the most basic eating instinct. Only when they are bought will they drink the antidote and regain their consciousness."

The angel's answer made Diapolo nod, understanding what was going on, "Do you have the antidote in your hands?"

"Of course there are antidotes, which have been questioned from the slave merchants. If there is no antidote, it will be a pile of meat to grab them back.

Now I won’t give them antidotes, because I’m afraid of causing trouble, and Your Majesty has no place to settle them yet. So let them maintain their current state.”

"It's so sad!"

Looking at these female slaves who were used as commodities, Diapolo couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

He has been to other worlds and can claim to be knowledgeable, but from his knowledge, the morality of the slave merchants in the material world is simply outrageous.

Although monsters are frightening, it is just the relationship between predators and prey. Slave merchants sell their own kind as goods. Such behavior is even more despicable and can be said to be without any bottom line.

"It's really sad. Your Highness, please come here!"

The angel agreed with Diapolo's remarks, but when he glanced over these slaves, he looked at them with no sorrow or joy, no emotions, different races, and even more overwhelming the level of life, which is difficult to empathize.

"this……"

Seeing the slave in the next warehouse, Diapolo's eyebrows immediately stood up, his face, which was originally expressionless, showed anger, and his hands couldn't help but clenched into fists.

"It's actually a child!"

"Your Highness, do you want these?"

"Are they slaves too?"

"It's slaves, but under normal circumstances, slave merchants will not sell them, but will conduct targeted training based on their talents, force out all their potential, and then sell them as goods."

"Did you find out the origins of these children?"

Diapolo's face gradually calmed down. It was not surprising that slave merchants would do such a thing. Moreover, behind the slave merchants who were attacked this time was the powerful Duchy of Dimites. The powerful capital made them more patient and could start raising slaves from a young age.

"The origins of these children are very complicated. Some were bought from refugees, some were purely war orphans. The last one was snatched directly from their parents because of their good talent."

"Okay, needless to say, I'll give it to me as much as you have these children."

Although Diapolo was furious in his heart, he did not have the idea of ​​helping these children find relatives thousands of miles away. First, he did not have the leisure and leisure, and second, a large part of these children may be orphans. Even if some of them have parents, they are better than orphans.

As for the remaining part of the children taken from their parents, not to mention how much effort it will take to identify them, they may not have much memory, and it will take too much resources to find them back.

Therefore, Diapolo decided to adopt these children and cultivate them as the foundation of his future power. If he doesn't talk about more, he will definitely be satisfied with food and clothing, and can also ensure their lives safety and give them a better future.
Chapter completed!