In the early morning of the second day after the Battle of Guqi City, the fleet in the port raised its anchors and sails, sailing out of the harbor one after another, slowly heading south.

Before coming, the combined fleet of Muxi and Froststone had 42 ships, including 7 three-masted Shane cargo ships, 17 two-masted Kraft ships, and 18 other small ships.

At the time of departure, the fleet had expanded to 70 ships, and the extra ones were all kinds of ships captured in the port of Gupi City.

In the Battle of Guqi City, the Froststone Alliance liberated about 7,000 slaves in the city, wiped out 350 enemy troops, and captured about 2,200 Ulster soldiers and civilians under the premise that they lost no more than 100 people. , Seized all kinds of property equivalent to 2.8 million gold coins.

In addition, the coalition forces also brought back some very special trophies-war beasts. This includes forty giant wolves, six two-headed strange birds, and two gas giant crocodiles.

With heavy smoke billowing, the burning ancient city is farther and farther in the eyes of everyone. The slaves who have regained their freedom and the clansmen of the barbarian tribe stood on the bow of the ship and shouted and shouted at the northern border. The most famous city of slave trade, venting years of old grievances and joy after victory.

Todd stood on the ship's side and watched all this quietly, without any emotion in his eyes.

When he turned his head, little Jerry, the deputy commander of the North Island Knights, appeared in front of him with a smiley face.

Everything was just like the San Sidlo Abbey a few years ago. The thin, tall, straightforward boy followed him step by step, silently following his footsteps.

Todd looked at the familiar, harmless face, smiled and said, "Let's go."

The faint cheers could still be heard in his ears, Todd did not stop, stepped into the bottom of the ship room, and saw Evie standing next to the cabin door.

The Valkyrie quietly wiped the sword, and said to Todd, "The man has already been brought."

Todd dropped the sentence "Wait here" towards Jerry behind him, then pushed the door straight open, and a beaten face appeared in front of him.

A dying plains man, tied to a wooden frame, was tortured by two barbaric torturers.

The torturer first poured a scoop of sea water into the victim's mouth, and then hit the opponent's abdomen with a heavy blow. The pale yellow water, accompanied by pale pink blood, spewed from the latter's mouth.

"Please... stop..."

Ignoring these people, Todd got a chair, sat down at the table, and looked at the books and notes seized by the tribe.

"On May 7, 891 white goods were loaded on the ship, including 230 men, 337 women, elderly people and children. 』

"72 people got sick during the voyage (handled); 24 people were normally damaged (including 16 women, 5 men and 3 children); 37 people were given gifts (list is in the appendix

"Market revenue: 735 people, 23,761 pieces of Zhejinxu. 』

"Note: Some goods are processed at a low price due to fineness problems, which are not included in the calculation. 』

Todd slowly closed the ledger, exhaling a heavy breath, his hands trembling slightly due to emotional fluctuations.

At this moment, the torturer was pulling up the other's hair and shouting loudly: "Tell us! Your identity!"

The victim opened his hematoma eyes, glanced at them, and said softly: "Fur merchant in the Principality of Fenton."

A heavy punch hit the opponent's chin directly.

Seeing several **** teeth rolling under his feet, Todd reached out his hand to pause the torture.

He walked up to the victim, first flipped over the palm of the other person, then looked down at his knees and feet.

"Fur merchant?" Todd found a chair and sat in front of the victim: "Before choosing a fake identity, think about it first."

"The crevices of your nails are all the marks left over after years of using ink. I ask you, why does a person who doesn't understand words and only deals with fur and coins, has been exposed to pen and ink for a long time?"

Todd's question caused the "fur merchant" to bow his head.

"You have thick calluses on your knees, but interestingly, there are no calluses on the soles of your feet. In other words, you often use kneeling positions, but you don't walk often." Todd said with a smile at the other party: "Come and tell me, is there a fur merchant in the world who usually kneels to talk business with others, and doesn't have to hurry around?"

"Fur Merchant"'s body began to tremble.

Todd stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the silver cross on the other's chest: "Christian? For you people, I have a hundred ways for you to tell the truth."

Using his hand to draw a square shape, Todd said to the person in front of him in a very gentle tone: "There is one of the simplest and most commonly used methods. We will use stone and cement to build a square of 70 centimeters, one hundred and thirty centimeters. See the tall, fully enclosed stone house. Make an opening at the top of the stone house, throw you in, and then close the opening."

"In that airtight, dark cabin, you cannot lie down to sleep, nor stand up and move. There, you will lose control of time and control of vision. Your hearing and senses. , Will become extremely sensitive, even the sound of falling dust can draw those uncontrollable fears and nightmares from the depths of your heart, and erode your soul a little bit..."

Todd's words were like a rusty saw, slowly cutting the nerves of those present, and even the **** torturers among the barbarians shivered unconsciously.

"Do you think this is over? No, this is just the beginning. On the third day in the stone house, we will send you two things." Todd flicked the cross on the opponent's chest: " A dagger and a pot of human blood."

"There will be two paths before you. One, commit suicide with a dagger, and according to the doctrine, you will fall into **** forever; two, drink human blood, linger, and become an unclean one that the Holy Spirit despise." (Christ According to the doctrine, suicide is murder. It is a serious sin against God’s creation and will enter **** after death; blood symbolizes the salvation of Christ, and those who eat blood are regarded as unclean existences and will be cast aside by believers forever.)

"Father is here! I say! I'm willing to say everything!" The "fur merchant" whose psychological defenses had completely collapsed, raised his bloodstained head, and cried out, "I am Felicchild, the Holy See. The deacon of the hub!"

"The center of the Holy See?" Todd asked, "Which church department do you belong to?"

"No, no! We do not belong to a single administrative branch of the church, we are directly under the orders of Pope Alexander!"

"The Pope? Then this fleet of slaves also belongs to the Pope?"

"It is nominally a charity organized by the knights of the Holy See, specifically to rescue believers from religious persecution or refugees who apply for asylum."

"Charity?!" Todd snorted coldly, "How did you deal with the wealth of the slave trade?"

"The money will be incorporated into the vault of the Holy See in the form of donations or indulgences."

Todd said in a contemptuous tone: "It's not so much the vault of the Holy See, it's better to enter some people's pockets."

After a pause, he asked Felicchild again: "How long has the church been in the slave trade business?"

The latter swallowed: "I didn’t know the previous one, but it has been more than a year since I took over this matter. I heard that the original destination of the fleet was the Southern Empire. Later, it was because of the Abbasid Empire and Ayou The war between the cloth empires had to change the slave trade land to the ancient city."

Todd heard this and suddenly remembered something: "I ask you, where did the slaves you transport come from?"

"There are wars between the parish kingdoms. When the victors deal with the prisoners, the Holy See will first come out to rescue these prisoners, and then send them to the cargo ship in the form of charitable relief~lightnovelpub.net~ and finally sell these people to In the southern empire or the northern countries."

Some uncertain worries in Todd's heart were fading from time to time, and he continued to ask: "Where did your latest batch of slaves come from?"

Felicchild hesitated for a while, and finally whispered: "Holy Acropolis..."

The angry Todd gritted his teeth, grabbed the opponent's collar, and lifted it into the air: "Let me guess, there are currently three forces in the Holy Acropolis. One is the royalist who defends the king, and the other is the liberal who fights for independence. There is another church faction who is willing to be a running dog. So, you collude with the **** of that church faction and sell the people of the Holy Acropolis as livestock?!"

Felicchild hung in the air, thumping his hands and feet, shouting that I don't know, but a suspicious panic flashed in his eyes.

Todd looked at the expression on the other's face, frowned, let go of his hands, and let Felicchild fall to the ground.

"Some things, it seems that you can't tell the truth..." Todd's right hand evolved into a tyrant form, and the sharp iron claw became a sharp long needle, which pierced Felicchild's forehead: "Very good. Anyway, I have lost patience. Instead of waiting for you to tell me one by one, let me open your mind and find out what you know by yourself!"

The terrifying and cruel scene in front of him caused the barbarian torturers to kneel down one after another. They looked in horror at Felicchild, who was pierced into the head by a sharp needle, his eyes turned pale, his whole body twitched, and the corners of his mouth were salivating.

A few seconds later, he unconsciously said in his mouth: "The man behind the slave trade with the church is the leader of the liberal sect of the Holy Acropolis, the eldest son of the King of the Holy Guard, His Royal Highness Sinclair."

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