Staying away from the Trade Association, Charles's anger has not faded.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt strange. It was clearly a big business that was delivered to his door. If he was a serious businessman, he would be eager to show sincerity. Who knew that the bald businessman had a warning to him from the beginning, and his attitude was not good, and he said something else. The offer was a big talk, and he clearly did not want to negotiate the business.

10 silver coins per piece of stone, building a city is just a circle of city walls, but not a large brick and stone without hundreds of thousands or millions of bricks. Of course, Charles has not yet invited experts from the Architectural Guild to help design and calculate, so he would rather buy too much than shortage.

"It seems that we can only 'get the local materials'."

Charles sighed deeply.

Stone, logs, and other reinforcement building materials all require at least hundreds of thousands of gold coins.

If you want to open a quarry by yourself, you need to buy a batch of slaves. Fortunately, from the "Moon Sea Highway" that runs through Comanso, you can quickly cross Tivanton and arrive at the rock land. If you buy slaves in Meszorno, you don't have to worry about the long journey, and a large number of slaves died of illness or abscond during the slave transportation process.

Slave areas are often located in the lowest level of the city, adjacent to slums and tenant areas.

Holding a soft and fair little hand on both sides, Charles walked on the dilapidated street with Shia and Leila.

On both sides of the block are low and old, with patched houses. Rats and cockroaches can be seen everywhere at the entrances and exits of the sewer. There are very few elves on the street. Most passers-by are pale-faced humans, half-orcs, and half-elves.

A faint moaning man came out of a dark alley. Charles glanced inside and saw the unclothed beggar lying on the ground and rolling. He seemed to be infected with some disease. The exposed skin crawled on a layer of blisters, and the foul smell was clearly audible. Passers-by hurriedly covered his nose.

"He was parasitized by the virus."

"Fortunately, this virus will not be infected, otherwise everyone in this urban area will suffer."

In the scene of the lower block, the decay and fallen god Shia still had a naughty smile on her face. She had been hiding in the bottomless abyss for a period of time. The devil's survival of the fittest is much crueler than the main material world, and it is a purgatory on earth to the surface creatures. Therefore, the destruction of the elves' urban slums cannot shake her divine heart.

Leila also ignored it.

As for Charles. [Absolutely Neutral] camp, believing in the God of Knowledge, doctrines only restrict him from protecting knowledge, and do not force believers to help the poor like Tyr and Irmatt.

He pricked his ears and listened to Laila's light and soft voice while walking.

"Just just now, the businessman had a problem with his belief. He was not a believer of the goddess of wealth, Woking, and he was marked by an evil god..."

Lyra said this. She raised her face gently and glanced at the guardian with a drastic expression. She continued to whisper: "I can feel his struggle inside. The businessman really wants to negotiate this business, but there are other forces behind her to stop him."

"Lyra, you always hide it. Wouldn't it be better to just say that the fat man is a believer of Bane?" Shia sneered.

"Bann's believers?"

Charles's face darkened.

It seems that the establishment of a territory cannot be hidden from the Bain Church. Although he is the guardian designated by the gods, it is not easy to do so. The Bain Church can use secret means, such as preventing him from buying stones this time, an invisible hand of darkness, which is probably at this moment in time, and always keep an eye on his every move.

Charles never doubted the power of the Bain Church.

Among the two organizations of the two forces on this continent, the Bain Church occupied one, the organization called the Santalin Society, the mortal enemy of the Harpist Alliance, controls a huge business network. If you are sincerely targeting Charles and Nordashir, you are afraid that the territory construction plan will encounter unprecedented difficulties.

With a heavy mood, Charles took Shia and Laila to set foot in the slave area.

The slave market in Miszorno New City is very small, and the elves do not welcome dirty slaves and evil slave owners, which is completely inconsistent with the art and aesthetics pursued by the elves. However, for the sake of the city's revival, Miszorno's elves lord still acquiesced to the existence of the slave market with the greatest tolerance. He did not send anyone to encircle and ban it.

There were either prison vans for slaves parked on the spacious streets, or iron prisons were built in the corners, filled with unclothed slaves from all races.

On the mainland, the source of slaves is complex. Some slaves are criminals, and some are prisoners of war in enemy countries. However, overall, the prices of slaves such as humans and dwarves are far higher than those of slaves of human races such as goblins and kobolds.

Shire has no obsessive-compulsive disorder, anyway, it’s enough that slaves can work. The quarry needs a group of hard-working and tame slaves, the kind that has been whipped and trained by the trainees.

However, as soon as he walked into the slave area, Charles realized that the atmosphere was not right.

The slave merchant he met ignored him and even stood tentatively in front of a slave owner, but the indigenous people just dodged and glanced at him, then treated him as air and wiped the blade on their own.

When Shire suddenly thought of the words of Laira and Shia just now, he immediately understood and was so angry that he gritted his teeth secretly.

Bain.

Bain.

It's Bain again.

Before Cialique, who hated him the most, jumped out, but Bain followed the Lord of the Storm, Talos, and began to order the church in the mortal world to target him.

This is Comanso, just across the Thise River from the headquarters of the Santalin Society.

The dark intelligence network of the Santalin Society had long penetrated the Komanso Forest, extending all the way to the Deepwater City of Sword Bay, and had a strong conflict with the Kelbourne Black Staff and the Deepwater City of Kelbourne Silver Hands.

At present, the Santalin Society has firmly controlled the Moon Sea area, and the Komanso Forest adjacent to the Moon Sea is undoubtedly a severely affected area. After understanding this, Charles immediately did not doubt it. If it were the Santalin Society, it would be very easy to target him in business. If it weren't for fear of his "guardian" identity and the two little goddesses, Charles felt that he should have been assassinated endlessly until he died.

"Let's go." Charles sighed inwardly.

Santalin will have two primary interests, controlling trade and dominating the world.

If the Santalin Society wants to stop him in trade, Charles really has no choice.

At this moment, the Phantom Goddess Laila pulled his arm and pointed to an apartment building around the corner and said, "I think there are slaves you are interested in there."

Through these days of getting along, Charles has roughly figured out Lail's temperament. He is a goddess who never wastes his energy. He does not talk nonsense or do unnecessary things. Everything must be done while saving energy. In other words, it is laziness.

She knew the hostility of the Bain Church, but she pointed out the building, which means there were indeed good slaves hidden inside, worthy of her guardians' movement.

"Let's go!" Charles said in a deep voice. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!