According to the laws of Scandinavia, if a commoner offends an official with the title of earl or above, his legs will be chopped off.
Even though they knew that the girl in front of them was deliberately looking for trouble, as civilians, they had no right to protest.
All the power of speech was in the hands of the nobles and officials, and they couldn't even make a sound.
Once the nobles intend to make things difficult for them, then those living at the bottom of society will have no way out but death.
The nobles oppressed the common people, the common people oppressed the slaves, the corrupt system oppressed the corrupt people, and no one dared to resist.
The seller had already anticipated his own end, he would have his legs chopped off!
There was fear in his cloudy eyes. He kowtowed to the girl in a hurry, "My Lord Duke! My Lord Duke, I was wrong! Please don't cut my legs. I will apologize to you! Here, here... Yes! I have many slaves here, all of them are very beautiful! See if you like any of them! I will give them to you!"
The seller's voice was trembling and full of fear, and cold sweat kept sliding down his forehead and dripping onto the ground.
The girl chuckled, "Don't be nervous."
She glanced at the boy beside the iron cage and said, "I'm actually in a pretty good mood today."
"Just give me this boy in exchange for a pair of legs, how about that?"
This sentence is like a life-saving straw for the seller!
He nodded quickly, "Here you go! Thank you, Your Excellency the Duke, thank you!"
The girl stood up with satisfaction and slowly walked to the boy.
The boy was wearing a gray linen suit, and his skin was very white, a little unnaturally white, as if he had lived in a place without sunlight for many years. He had some scars on his body, and a new wound, the bleeding had not yet completely stopped.
"Hey, little kid, raise your head." The girl leaned down and looked at him quietly.
The young man did not move when he heard the girl's voice. He still lowered his head, and his murderous intent could not be concealed under his fine bangs.
Seeing that he didn't move, the girl raised her eyebrows slightly, but didn't care much and just reached out and lifted his chin.
A hand reached out, and the boy's first reaction was to bite it hard!
The sharp teeth pierced the skin, and the bloody smell immediately spread in the mouth!
"Your Excellency the Duke!" The attendant and the steward exclaimed, drawing their swords and ready to chop at the young man!
"Stop!" the girl shouted, stopping their movements.
The pain on the back of my hand was obvious. This kid's teeth were too sharp. He didn't look like a normal human being at all.
As the smell of blood filled his mouth, the boy suddenly felt something!
A certain throbbing of soul pulling made his heart pierce with pain!
The girl's hand had a faint fragrance, as if it was soaked in the scent of jasmine, and he unconsciously relaxed.
An Yeran took the opportunity to take his hand back.
Damn, he's really ruthless!
The servant quickly handed over the handkerchief. An Yeran simply wrapped it twice, then stood up and said to the servant next to him, "Take this kid with you and follow me back to the lord's castle."
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