The next day, Jones arrived at Hilde as promised.

This time, he went there alone without taking Dora. He mainly left Guya alone in the castle, and Jones was a little worried.

Hilde was still as prosperous as ever at night, and the streets were full of races of all kinds, with merchants gathering.

Some goblins are selling their new products with great destructive power. Some dwarves are selling their equipment. Some elves set up a stall in the corner and silently sell their magic potions. Of course, the most popular products here are always slaves.

Walking along the streets of Hilde, Jones had seen at least three platforms, auctioning off all kinds of slaves.

"Young Master, don't you really look at our new products? Humans! There is also a human noble who just sent it!"

"The new blood elf girl! The blood elf girl! Pure and flawless! I will satisfy you!"

"Dragon egg! Do you want a giant dragon? With this dragon egg! You can have a giant dragon! Of course, it may be just a sub-dragon! Who knows if it doesn't hatch?"

All the blood clan lords are actually slave owners, so the slave trade here is prosperous than anywhere else on the mainland, even compared with the barbarian territories that are also slaves. It not only satisfies the daily needs of the blood clan lords, but also satisfies their strange and strange evil tastes.

Jones suddenly had an idea: the races that were auctioned on the stage are actually the same as those doing business off the stage. I wonder what it would be like to see the dwarves, elves, and humans who would feel when they saw their compatriots being auctioned as slaves?

"A beautiful-looking blond girl! Satisfy all your fantasies!"

Jones sighed helplessly: "Okay, the blood clan is also being auctioned. I'm probably the only one who has this kind of thought here."

"Black Iron Dwarf! With him, you can have a blacksmith shop! Create all kinds of equipment!"

Jones suddenly stopped and looked at the stage. He saw a rare dwarf with no beard standing blankly in shabby clothes, wearing shackles on his hands, allowing him to preside over the trading goblins to hawk.

"Can a black iron dwarf have a blacksmith shop?" Jones stretched his neck: "How much does this black iron dwarf cost?"

"Hehehe! This young master, you really have a vision! This black iron dwarf is definitely a top-notch guy!" The goblin on the stage rushed towards the end where Jones was and stretched out his two fingers: "Not much, two thousand gold coins!"

Jones turned around and left.

The goblin behind him was still shouting: "Young Master! Don't leave! One thousand nine hundred gold coins! One thousand eight! No more missing! Well, one thousand seven! One thousand seven!"

Even a thousand Jones would not look back, because he weighed his pocket and found that there were only fifty-two gold coins. This was Jones's full wealth. Yes, there were only fifty-two gold coins. Not to mention the son of the lord, he was poor even among the free people of the blood clan.

Maybe I have been following Gray for a long time and I have no idea about money. After all, the Silver Moon Knights don’t need to spend money anywhere. Jones hasn’t remembered the issue of money for a long time.

but……

"Anyway, I have to stay here for a long time, why not build a castle and move it out alone?" Jones suddenly murmured to himself.

This is a huge problem for ordinary blood clans and the goal to strive for. After all, building a castle or buying a castle is a lot of money. Maintaining a castle and supporting a large number of slaves requires a stable income. Jones has neither.

Of course, there is one advantage after staying in the Silver Moon Knights for a long time. They are not tall and have a long courage. At least Jones feels that it is not impossible.

Swayingly, Jones finally arrived at the agreed location, a hotel that was not luxurious.

The rough exterior walls look almost gone. Semi-circular windows are made of colorful glass, and under the fire, they feel melancholy. The place is very large and there are many "people".

In fact, there are basically no luxury hotels in the territory of the blood clan. After all, the blood clan has a strong concept of territory. The wealthy blood clan generally has its own territory, and they like to hide in their own homes. Even if there are guests, they are invited to their own homes. Those who come to such places are generally foreign merchants in the blood clan territory, or free people in the blood clan who do not have their own territory.

However, why did Adair invite himself to such a place, obviously so close to his home?

Thinking of it, Jones stepped into the hotel.

The first floor is the hall, filled with broken tables, and all kinds of races are everywhere, eating, yelling, and making noise. Food falls to the ground casually, and even a few mice run by.

There were four zombie soldiers guarding the entrance of the stairs upstairs, and no one was allowed to approach.

This is the hotel's own defense.

From afar, Jones had already seen the butler of the Adair family guarding the stairs. When he saw Jones, he quickly walked over. The pace was very fast, and he seemed to not want to stay in this place for a moment.

"Master Jones, my master is already upstairs. Let's go up."

Jones nodded.

Under the guidance of the butler, Jones stepped on the ladder and climbed up step by step.

After going up to the second floor, the whole environment seemed to change suddenly. The floor was covered with carpets, the walls were painted white, and there were even some decorations, which were not as smooth as the ones downstairs. Of course, the taste was still to be considered. It felt more like mixing some messy things together, and there was no style at all.

The guests who eat in the lobby on the second floor look at least the free people of the blood clan. Of course, there are also elf merchants. As for those races that are considered lowly, such as humans, goblins, and dwarves, there are none of them. Although there are actually many low-level racial merchants who are rich in Hilde.

"Master Jones, here."

Under the guidance of the butler, Jones continued to move up and finally arrived at the gate of a room on the fifth floor.

"Master Adale, Master Jones is here." The housekeeper knocked on the door lightly.

"Come in!" Adale's voice came from the room.

As soon as the door opened, before Jones could react, Adale had already hugged Jones: "Welcome! My dear brother! Come on, I will introduce a friend to you!"

As he said that, he pulled Jones in.

There was another person in the room.

She is wearing a blue dress, tall figure, short brown hair, and a handsome and thin face. From the outside, she should be an adult blood clan.

He smiled and saluted Jones: "Hello, Master Jones. My name is Adolf Cappadocia. I'm happy to meet you for the first time."

Cappadocia, this is a very old blood clan surname.

"Hello, I'm Jones." Jones was stunned for a moment, held up a smile, and replied unnaturally.

"Can we sit down first?" Adair said with a smile.

At Adale's greeting, both Jones and Adolf sat down.

This room is quite stylish, at least not as messy as the first floor, nor as random as the second floor. But if you want to talk about the characteristics, there is probably only that balcony. An open balcony almost the size of the room itself can overlook the entire Hilde. However, Adele obviously would not be interested in such a scenery, because the scenery in his castle is countless times better than here.

So, what is the reason for making an appointment here?

Jones's eyes were intentionally or unintentionally back and forth between Adale and Adolph.

"This is what I told you, I want to introduce it to your friends. He also wants to know you very much." Adair said with a smile while pouring tea: "In fact, I have known him for a short time. It is because of him that I know you."

"Because of him?" Jones looked at Adolf.

"Yes." Adolf spread his hands and said, "I heard that the adopted son of the Lich King is a blood clan, and he happened to tell me your name. He mentioned it casually when chatting with Master Adal. Unexpectedly, Master Adale checked and found that your father's territory was not far from here. Moreover, you just happened to be home. This is a wonderful coincidence."

"Is that?" Jones smiled symbolically.

"I have to thank you Adolf. I met my brother Jones because of you. He is now a member of my fraternity." As he said, Adale turned his face to look at Jones: "I mentioned this to Adolf yesterday. He was particularly interested and wanted to know you. So, I invited you here. Actually, I don't like the fraternity programs very much. After all... what's the point? I just echoed with other blood clans, they all liked it. And I actually prefer to drink tea, drink wine, chat, and meet some new friends. For example, friends who are capable and connected like Adolf. You don't count, Jones, you are my brother."

Jones could only smile awkwardly. To be honest, he didn't like Adair repeatedly referring to the word "brother", although Jones did join his fraternity. At least in Jones' eyes, their relationship was not that good.

Before Jones could speak, Adale added: "Adolf and I met at a slave auction. He is a blood clan from the north and has always lived in the human world."

"Gustav Empire?" Jones asked casually.

"Yes." Adolf nodded and said with a smile: "My family has always lived in the Gustav Empire, disguised as humans. So, I don't actually come here often."

"Capadocia is an ancient surname. We always thought that this family was extinct, but we didn't expect it to be hidden in the human world. If he hadn't taken out the medal of the Capadocia family and knew one of my uncles, I would have almost thought he was a liar."

"If we hadn't fallen in love with the same slave, we wouldn't have known each other."

"Then should we thank that slave?"

"It makes sense. You should do this, after all, that slave was eventually bought by you."

As he said that, the two of them laughed.

Jones listened quietly from the side.

It was a different party, but it was still so boring for Jones. Of course, this was just boring.

Adale is a very good person who speaks beautiful words. No matter what he says, he always brings "my brothers Jones". As for Adale, he is a very polite and friendly person. No matter what Adale says, Adale can always accept it respectfully. The two chatted with each other very happily.

In contrast, Jones seemed a little out of place, couldn't get into the conversation, and didn't know what to say.

For some reason, Jones always felt that Adolf's eyes were staring at him intentionally or unintentionally.

Halfway through the conversation, Adolf suddenly changed the subject and asked, "After that being said, Jones, how did you become the adopted son of the Lich King? I have always been very curious about this. Why does the Lich... have adopted sons, and why did he choose a blood clan as his adopted son?"

As he said, Adolf frowned and stared at Jones.

Jones smiled awkwardly: "Because... he defeated me."

"Can you become his adopted son if you are defeated by the Lich King?" Adair joked: "Will he have many adopted sons?"

"Of course not, just... by chance. By the way, I became his adopted son." Jones smiled awkwardly again.

Adair quickly smoothed out: "It seems that this is a little secret between him and his adoptive father, so we should not ask."

The atmosphere was a little cold.

Another unpleasant party.

When he left, Adolf enthusiastically said that he would choose a day to visit Jones's house, and Jones agreed casually. After all, it didn't matter.

"I always think he did it, not because of coincidence." Jones muttered to himself as he flew, "Forget it, no matter how he is. Just think about how to build a castle. I suddenly became interested in owning my own castle. But first of all, I have to have money... How do I have to make money? A castle costs at least 100,000 gold coins, right? My father must not count on him. He doesn't have 100,000 gold coins. Adair... I don't want to find him. Maybe I should sell Guya, after all, she is worth 30,000 gold coins."

When Jones said this, he was shocked and quickly shook his head and threw the idea out.

"There is a bit too many 100,000 gold coins. But... wait, maybe I can borrow money from someone! Find Kamila! She must have it! Then I will pay her back! Buy some more slaves like dwarf craftsmen. Anyway, it is quite easy for the blood clan to make money. As long as I save a little, I can pay it back soon. Write a letter to her first. If it is not enough, you can find Bob, Elin, and Carey. I found that I know quite a lot of rich people, except Gray, they are basically rich. Well... I have to prepare to exchange it, otherwise it will be too wasteful to ship 100,000 gold coins to come over. Then try to find a cheaper castle. Anyway, I think it's not much better to live anywhere. Well, that's it!"

Cheering, Jones flew back all the way, even flapping his wings much faster.
Chapter completed!