Hiding on a tree, Goudan carefully peeked at the scene nearby through the dense foliage.
Some of the goods on the carriages were covered with thick sackcloth, making it impossible to see what was inside, but the other carriages were very obvious. In the place where the carriages should have been, there were a few empty cages.
It was a slave-catching party.
As the name suggested, it was a party to capture slaves.
Such a deformed organization would usually only appear among humans. Apart from humans and orcs, most other humanoid races didn't have the concept of slaves.
Although the Beastmen also had slaves, they would only enslave an enemy that they felt was worthy of their respect on the battlefield.
After all, unlike humans, the Beastmen lived in relatively barren lands and were not good at producing. Moreover, most of the Beastmen were reckless and straightforward, and could not do meticulous work. Therefore, the gods that they believed in were either the God of War or the God of Beasts. Almost no one would believe in the God of Harvest …
Because of this, the Beastmen had always been in a state of food shortage. One of the biggest sources of food for the Beastmen was to defeat their enemies on the battlefield and turn them into jerky. Without the Industrial Revolution, there was no shortage of labor. Naturally, the Beastmen would not think of ways to keep slaves like the humans. 33m.33xs
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To them, slaves were just a waste of their own tribe's food, and were not very useful at all.
Humans, however, were different. Even if they put aside manors and other situations where they needed manpower to cultivate the land, slaves were a form of wealth to most nobles in most countries, no different from livestock.
Some rare alien slaves were even used as symbols to flaunt their wealth and methods.
And the wood elves were the most precious of those so-called 'rare foreign slaves'.
From the perspective of human aesthetics, wood elves were immeasurably beautiful regardless of gender. Being one of the few humanoid races that could live in harmony with nature, the wood elves also had an indescribably ethereal presence.
Most of them had lived for over three thousand years, possessing innate gifts in magic, archery, art and other aspects that humans could never hope to match. If one could get their hands on one and train it well, it could be passed down as an heirloom …
Still, it had been a long time since humans caught real wood elves. It was said that the price of wood elves on the black market had skyrocketed to ten times their weight in Illum crystals.
Since they would appear in the Trinia Forests, it meant that their target was the wood elves who lived in the depths of the forests.
"Are these guys crazy?"
Eggface muttered softly.
Even as a child in a mountain village, he knew that the reason there were no real wood elves for sale in the slave market wasn't because people couldn't find them.
After all, legend had it that the wood elves only lived in those few vast forests. As long as they mobilized enough manpower and went all out, they would eventually find them.
But the problem was that most people wouldn't be able to defeat the wood elves even if they could find their residence …
Thanks to their long lifespan, the wood elves could learn various skills step by step, which was why every adult elf would become an accomplished mage, a sharpshooter with a hundred percent accuracy, or a great artist with superb taste and artistic taste.
In terms of combat power, every adult elf was equivalent to a bishop of a medium-sized church, or even stronger. After all, every adult elf was a powerful hunter with rich combat experience. Most of the bishops had powerful divine spells, but if they were not mentally prepared, they might not even be able to defeat some experienced knights.
That was why Eggface couldn't help feeling curious when he found out about the slave hunters. Who gave them the courage to come to the Trinia Forests to capture the wood elves?
Even as he posted about the situation, he warned Edward and the others not to act rashly.
After all, the slave hunters' behavior was too unusual. With their apparent ability, even a single adult elf could wipe them out two or three times over …
If they really wanted to attack the wood elves, they would have to mobilize an army of ten thousand armed men, as well as a full corps of mages and hymns to barely stand a chance. And that was only if they prayed that the elves didn't have advanced units such as the Listening Foresters, the Moon God Tree, or the Silver Dragons …
As a matter of fact, even if the humans did assemble such an army, the wood elves would have learned about the humans' situation through their connection to the forest, packing up and leaving, leaving the humans with an empty village of treehouses.
Many human scholars who studied the cultures of different races believed that if it weren't for the low reproductive ability of the Elves — a small tribe would only have one or two newborns every hundred years — as well as the fact that the Gods they believed in didn't like to fight, the Elves would have become the masters of this continent a long time ago, instead of the current situation where humans could occupy large areas of land and flaunt their strength.
Edward and the others had solemnly vowed that they would be careful and not act rashly, but Eggface knew very well that after becoming Players who wouldn't die for real, they would be jumping on the edge of death repeatedly. Their exuberant curiosity had now turned into overflowing motivation for action.
Even if Eggface warned them, it probably wouldn't work.
If an ordinary person saw a button that said 'Don't touch, you'll die if you press it', he would suppress his curiosity and not touch it. But once he became a Player, he would press the button with all his might to see what would happen even if others tried to stop him …
As expected, it didn't take long for Eggface to see a few familiar names floating in the air at the top of a shrub not far away.
Just as Gou Dan was about to join them and tell them some of the information that was unclear in the post, he thought of something and carefully stuck himself to a tree. Then, he activated the Emerald Heart he gained after changing class to Junglewalker, allowing his presence to become one with the environment around him. Even if someone was standing right in front of him, they would have a hard time noticing that he was hiding beside them.
Not long after he finished doing this, some figures that were well hidden, and only slightly inferior to Eggface, began to appear around the slave catching team.
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Chapter 185
The Slave Hunters
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