Chapter 179 (1/2)

That night, Ruolin took all the slaves she bought back to the workshop behind the shop. After learning the identity of Dewey, the slave dealer also presented several young and beautiful female slaves to please the young Duke.

These aborigines from Nanyang seem to be very honest, but Ruolin still feels a little wrong. It's just that she can't make it clear for a moment what's wrong.

These slaves... Seem a little too obedient.

It's different from Dewey. Ruolin traveled on the mainland and met many slaves. The slaves were either rebellious savages, and only the whip could make them obedient. Or, those slaves who have been tamed, always numb, empty eyes, with a thin body to bear the heavy labor work, look sad, numb.

But this group of slaves... When the slavers delivered them to them, they should still be a group of ”living slaves”, but they were too obedient.

Twenty strong young men, the expression on their faces is not so much numb as surprising... Mechanical?

Yes, it's mechanical!

It seems that they simply obey their own orders, and there is no happiness or anger on their faces, nor the sadness after they become slaves, nor the loss of being plundered away from their homeland.

What makes Ruolin even more ridiculous is that for a moment, she seemed to feel a breath similar to... Soldiers on the 20 male slaves!

Yes, soldiers! Their actions are neat, quick and efficient. Even after being placed in the workshop. It seems that the servants who used to drive them away with a whip are all completely ornaments. These slaves consciously went into a big house where they lived, and ate their dinner in silence. Ruolin was a kind person, and the dinner she prepared for these slaves was pretty good.

However, these slaves are not happy or angry. After eating quietly, they go to rest silently... Moreover, when they are eating, they even know that they have to queue up!

The only one that didn't move. It's the young and the old of these slaves. Two guys sitting quietly on the ground, next to the natural strong young people brought them food. Even Ruolin secretly observed that only when the old man and the young man finished eating, the other slaves would dare to eat.

Ruolin, who has been observing in secret for a night, seems to catch a thread of thought. That night, she immediately went to see Duwei and told the young master what she found tonight.

Dewey was in his nightgown, and he was already in bed. But was called up by mad. Because Du Wei had given an order that if it was Jolin who asked to see him, he would tell himself at the first time at any time that his subordinates were not allowed to refuse his request.

At this moment, Dewey met Ruolin in his study. He sat on the chair in his nightgown, pondered for a while, and looked at the female knight in front of him: ”you mean, the old and the young. Seems to be the head of these slaves? ”

”It's not that simple.” Ruolin said slowly: ”I don't know how to describe it. The main reason is that this old man and a young man seem to have a kind of temperament. I can't describe what it is, but it's obvious that the old man, especially, seems to be used to the behavior of a superior person. This kind of temperament. It seems that I have only seen some of the great nobles in the imperial capital. Moreover, these slaves are very young and strong. The most important thing is that they are well-trained when they act. Moreover, I suspect that they have even received some training similar to that of soldiers. Although in our eyes, it is far worse than the soldiers in the Imperial Army... But it has a certain appearance. You know. They are aborigines! Originally just a group of barbarians like the indigenous tribes! I found this kind of temperament in this kind of person. Isn't that strange? ”

As soon as Dewey's eyes lit up, he went back to his bedroom and dressed. And let mad prepare horses, night and Ruolin rushed back to the shop behind the workshop.

Then, in a prepared empty house, Du Wei asked Ruolin to find the old and young slaves.

He wants to meet these two guys in person.

The rooms in the workshop were not big. Dewey sat in a chair and quietly observed the two guys in front of him.

Soon, he made a judgment. The old man didn't look easy to deal with, because there was no panic in his eyes, his lips were pursed, and his face was quiet. The boy was quite calm, but after all, he was still young. When he first came in, his eyes turned, revealing an imperceptible timidity, but he was clearly caught by Dewey.

”Say your name.” Dewey sat on the chair and said faintly. He looked into the old slave's eyes. ”I know you speak our language. The man who sold you to me has introduced you. You seem to be the smartest one in the group.”

”This card.” The old slave spewed out a short word: ”benka, it's my name.”

His mainland language is very good. Although his pronunciation is not clear, his meaning is very accurate.

”Your original identity.” Dewey smiles.

The old man was silent and did not answer.

”You have to understand one thing.” ”I don't care what identity you were in your place before, but now, here, your identity is my slave. Your life and all of you are mine! Do you understand? ”

The old man's face showed a trace of struggle, and then seemed helpless, whispered: ”I used to be a tribal priest.”

Dewey nodded.

His old man started his life by his military exploits in Nanyang, and he knew a little about the customs of Nanyang tribe. In those tribes in Nanyang, the status of sacrifice was even more noble than that of tribal chief.

”What about him, then?” Dewey took a look at the child beside him. ”Who is he?”

Old benka hesitated: ”he is the son of our tribal chief... Our tribe has been destroyed by your army, most of them have died, and the rest have been captured.”

Oh... The son of an extinct tribal chief?

Dewey laughed. ”So. The young slaves who are with you are all from one of your tribes? ”

”Yes.” Benka nodded: ”all of them. They all respect me and the chief's son. It's our tradition. ”

Well, that seems reasonable.

Dewey smiles. He stands up and says to benka, ”your answer is very good. But I need you to understand one thing. No matter how prominent your former status may be, you are my slaves now. ”

”I understand.” There was no resistance on his face. He seemed very obedient.

Dewey nodded: ”I am a kind man, I will not abuse you, and I will not treat you like animals. I'll make you full and warm. Even if you are obedient, I can allow you a little free time every night to pray for the gods you believe in. ”

”...” old benka looked up. Looking at Dewey in surprise.

How could this young boy understand our customs?

There are many islands in the vast waters of the Nanyang ocean. On different islands, there are many different tribes. The culture of these aborigines is similar, and their beliefs are totally different from those of the mainland. Dewey was once interested in this. When I was a child, I studied it quietly.