Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 914 - 915: Being Sold

"What the hell is going on?"

At this moment, Yumo, who was in an underground prison of an unknown castle at the border of the Church Nation, blinked her eyes in a daze.

Due to the dramatic nature of what had happened to her today and now, Yumo was at a loss for how to evaluate it for a moment.

Originally, she was just thinking about how to reasonably infiltrate the Church Nation at the edge of the suburban forest.

As a result, a team of riders suddenly appeared and inexplicably tied her up. Then they carried her like goods in their hands and inexplicably passed through the border checkpoint like this. There were no inspections at all. Did those people have some special relationship with the border defense troops?

Forget it, whatever the relationship was, it wasn’t important anymore. The point was that she had successfully entered the Church Nation.

However, now?

Looking at the bearded uncle coldly staring at her, Yumo, who was kneeling on the ground, frowned in confusion. At the same time, Yumo’s peripheral vision couldn’t help but glance to the side. Beside her were countless young girls just like her. And these girls all had one thing in common: snow-white skin and beautiful pupils like sapphire gems.

Obviously, they were all Anbite people, a rare race living in the far north, known as snow fairies.

Because they were rare, they had always been a hot commodity in the slave market in the past. Now, the far northern lands where the Anbite people lived were all under the jurisdiction of Night Wish City, and Night Wish City strictly prohibited slave trade. As a result, Anbite people were quite scarce in the slave market nowadays.

The rarer they were, the higher the price.

The girl slightly narrowed her eyes, and a trace of contempt flashed in her eyes.

For a moment, she seemed to understand why there were so many Anbite girls here, and why their eyes were so desperate.

Yumo was not a great philanthropist, and she didn’t bother to interfere in business activities between humans.

It’s just that since the purpose of those men in black was to secretly go to Night Wish City to capture Anbite people and bring them back to sell, why the hell did they capture her? Her current appearance was not that of an Anbite person…

Fortunately, the next moment, the bearded uncle with a fierce look in front of her took the initiative to "inform" Yumo of the result of the matter.

"Damn it! What kind of person did you capture?! Why did you bring back such a village woman?!"

Glancing at another black-robed man behind him, the bearded uncle angrily questioned.

"Didn’t I tell you to capture that star-eyed girl? How did you capture her servant and bring her back?! Are you stupid?!"

The angry questioning instantly resounded throughout the dungeon, directly drowning out the sobbing sounds of the girls.

"S-sorry, big brother!"

The man named "Mad" timidly opened his mouth to explain:

"A-at that time, the situation was urgent. W-we were being chased and killed by people from Night Wish City. T-then, seeing that this woman was also wearing a black robe, w-we didn’t think too much and directly captured her."

"Damn it!! Useless! Even if they’re all wearing black robes, isn’t there a big difference in figure?! This village woman is much skinnier than that star-eyed girl! Can’t you use your brain a little?!"

The bearded man was very annoyed and kept knocking on Mad’s head, continuously issuing reprimands.

Listening to the two men’s quarrel, Yumo roughly guessed the ins and outs of the matter. She... was mistakenly captured... Their target was Yue, not herself, this village girl.

Realizing that her disguise had not been exposed, Yumo couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.

But thinking about the words exchanged between the two bandits, Yumo inexplicably felt a sense of displeasure.

And just as Yumo’s expression became increasingly gloomy, the dungeon door suddenly opened.

Under the escort of several white-robed church knights, a fat man wearing luxurious clothes slowly stepped into this filthy and damp dungeon.

"Bishop Gaslin?!"

Seeing the man who entered, the bearded man’s face greatly changed. He hurriedly stopped reprimanding his subordinate and respectfully looked at the bishop named Gaslin.

"Welcome, Bishop Gaslin!"

With the bearded man’s words, the other black-robed men also immediately took off their hoods and lowered their heads tremblingly. Undoubtedly, this Bishop Gaslin was their true boss.

"How are the goods this time?"

Without paying attention to the greetings of the men in black, Gaslin walked straight to the girls and started inspecting the trembling girls one by one with his outstretched hand. After touching the delicate skin of the girls, a smile full of lust and obscenity couldn’t help but overflow on Gaslin’s old face, causing the girls to shudder.

Seeing this, the bearded man kicked Mad away and came to Gaslin’s side in a flattering manner:

"Lord Bishop, these are all top-quality goods. We risked being caught and captured them from the far northern villages!"

"Oh? Far northern villages? Then it seems they are all very pure Anbite people?"

"Yes, yes, that’s basically correct. Except for one village girl who was mistakenly captured by a subordinate, the others are all pure Anbite girls. They will definitely sell for a good price!"

"Hehe, not bad."

"Thank you for the praise, Lord Bishop~. This time, we took a big risk. More than a dozen brothers were lost on the way back. You, you see..."

"Don’t worry, you’ll be compensated, kid."

The bearded man and Gaslin inspected these frail and trembling Anbite girls with great interest. And Yumo just stayed in the corner like this, silently taking in the two men’s despicable exchanges.

So that’s how it is?

At this moment, a trace of realization flashed in Miss Yumo’s eyes.

She finally understood why this group of human traffickers could brazenly pass through the heavily guarded border fortress without security checks. It turned out they were in collusion with the nearby bishop. Even abducting people and planning to sell them to the capital? What a disgusting act. The Church Nation claimed to have abolished slavery, but who would have thought that there were still people secretly doing this?

Hmm, but thinking about it carefully, it seemed normal. The border fortress was too far from the capital. The central power of the Church Nation might not be able to interfere here.

Is it another plot of selling one’s own kind? How boring and clichéd.

Yumo muttered with disdain.

However, despite the disdain and disgust, Yumo had no intention of rescuing these girls.

The internal affairs of humans, let them deal with it themselves. Yumo was too lazy to interfere with anything. As long as it didn’t affect her children or disrupt the existing order, let them do whatever they wanted.

Besides, judging from the conversation between the bishop and the slave hunter, these captured girls were all to be sent to the black market in the capital of the Church Nation. How difficult it was to enter the Holy City - Vinati, the capital of the Church Nation, was unknown. Being directly sent to Vinati together with these girls seemed to be a good choice.

Since that was the case, I will just obediently go along, hehe.

Hmm, I’m really a genius.

With the rippling of smug emotions, the corners of Yumo’s mouth couldn’t help but curl up slightly.

While Yumo was happily constructing her infiltration plan in her mind, the bearded man and Bishop Gaslin had also gradually finished inspecting the girls one by one and were slowly walking towards Yumo.

Looking at Gaslin, who was carefully observing as if he was selecting, the bearded burly man curiously inquired:

"Lord Gaslin, are you going to choose a girl to take back and play with?"

"Is that not allowed?"

"Of course, of course it’s allowed. After all, these are all Lord Gaslin’s goods! You can play with them however you want."

The bearded man hurriedly shook his head and said with a flattering face.

"Why don’t you try this little loli? She just turned thirteen, so she must be tender and fresh. Or, look at this woman, her breasts are very well-developed. Fondling them must feel very comfortable..."

A bishop and a slave hunter discussed the matter of selecting the bishop’s new plaything. Hearing the content of their conversation, the Anbite girls in the room couldn’t help but become even more fearful. They curled up their bodies tremblingly, and many girls even shed tears of unease. The sobbing sounds faintly echoed throughout the dungeon.

Of course, to match the atmosphere, Yumo also pretended to sob and even forcibly squeezed out a few tears.

Yumo was well aware that this bishop intended to choose a girl as his mistress. But Yumo was not worried. Anyway, she had now transformed into an ordinary appearance. Compared to the Anbite girls beside her, she was just an ugly toad. She didn’t have to worry about being chosen by that stinky fat man at all.

As the saying goes, It’s none of my business, so I’ll just ignore it.

Yumo only hoped that the fat man could hurry up and finish choosing, and then send the rest of them, including herself, to the Holy City.

Haven’t you finished choosing yet? This fat man is really slow.

Yumo muttered to herself with some displeasure.

However, just as the girl was complaining, a scene that was almost beyond everyone’s expectations suddenly unfolded inside the dungeon. Under the puzzled gazes of the guards and slave traders, Gaslin’s potbellied body stopped in front of an ordinary village girl without any warning.

?Huh?

Feeling the stinky pig smell coming at her face, Yumo frowned and raised her head to look ahead in a daze.

Then, she saw Bishop Gaslin, who was excitedly lowering his head, and his gaze was unwaveringly falling on her. And a sentence filled with desire and excitement also entered Yumo’s ears, causing the girl’s expression to instantly darken.

"Hehe~, I’ll choose you then."

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