The Lord is Addicted in Infrastructure

The crowd of onlookers dispersed under the knight's drive.

Nat Case said: "You have to know that the two gold coins are the lowest price I have given, but I bought him from the Guyner for fifteen gold coins."

"He used to be a brave knight commander, now he is definitely the most expensive slave."

On the Western Continent, slaves are the cheapest people, with prices ranging from seventy copper coins to five silver coins, and sometimes even food or things can be exchanged for slaves.

Picking slaves is like picking goods.

In addition to whether the slave is healthy and whether his limbs are healthy, the demanding ones also depend on the slave's appearance, knowledge, skills, and so on.

Xia Zuoyi: "Fifteen gold coins are really expensive, why is he worth this price?"

Nat Keith: "Before killing the lord's brother, he had already achieved enough feats and was about to become a baron."

Xia Zoe couldn't help but look at the man who was still kneeling on the ground.

The man lowered his eyes slightly, covered in blood, and did not respond at all to the content of the conversation between them. If it weren't for the chest still rising and falling slowly, it would be like a dead person without a sound.

Why did he kill before he was about to become a baron?

Nat Case snorted: "He is a rare slave."

Xia Zoe: "Then you want to kill him?"

"He rudely hit me!"

Nat Case raised his head proudly: "The dignity of a nobleman is not to be offended. I have more than fifteen gold coins on one strand of my hair."

"So do you usually pay with hair strands?"

Xia Zuoyi opened her mouth slightly, with an expression of "Wow-I learned" on her face.

He grabbed his hair and said, "I am the earl, and the strands of hair must be more valuable. I'll give you one, no need to look for it."

"..."

Seeing that he really wanted to pull a hair down.

Nat Case said hurriedly: "No... this is just an exaggerated metaphor, do you understand the metaphor?"

Xia Zoe blinked innocently and nodded, indicating that he understood.

He said: "Brother, the two gold coins are still a bit expensive. After all, he was injured on his body. What if he died because of poor treatment?"

"Be cheaper."

"...A gold coin, the lowest price."

"it is good."

Xia Zoe agreed simply and neatly.

Pay the money with one hand and the "goods" with the other.

After Xia Zuoyi left with the "goods".

Nat Case breathed a sigh of relief for no reason: "Finally sold out...Wait, why do I have to make this sale?!"

And is it still a loss-making business that allows him to drop the price again and again? !

He can obviously refuse!

After Xia Zoe returned to the temporary residence, he asked Udit to call for a doctor.

The doctor thought he was going to treat Lord Earl, but he didn’t expect him to treat a slave. He couldn’t help expressing his disgust and said: “Lord Earl, slaves’ lives are so cheap. Usually, let them fend for themselves. It is not worth wasting money in…"

Xia Zoe: "Shut up, I'll give the money, you just do."

Where is so much nonsense.

The doctor closed his mouth angrily and began to treat the wound.

He took out a flat iron tool and asked to burn coal in the basin.

Xia Zoe: "What do you want to do?"

Doctor: "Stop bleeding, Lord Earl, you can also prevent wound infections."

"..."

Sha Zoe somewhat overestimated the level of medical care on the Western Continent.

Just like before, if he didn't wake up from a high fever in time, he would definitely be treated by bleeding or craniotomy.

He remembered a report evaluating the backward Middle Ages—medicine regressed to primitive, doctors may kill more people than viruses, and they were a bunch of deadly butchers.

The original report was not exaggerated.

Xia Zuoyi had to instruct: "First clean up his wound with clean water... Is there any herbal medicine? Pain killer? None?! Gauze... Clean cloth is fine..."

He saw in the box brought by the doctor, there were useless bottles and jars, drill bits, hammers, knives... strange smelling spices, sulfur and so on.

He even saw a live, moving leech crawling around...

...

The doctor bandaged all the wounds on the man's body according to Xia Zoe's request, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Master Earl, do you need me to leave medicine?"

The medicine he was talking about was a muddy bottle of holy water after prayer.

"...No need, you can go now."

The doctor retired and left.

Xia Zuoyi looked at the man who had been silent since meeting him: "What's your name?"

"Fernandi Edward."

The man's voice was low and hoarse.

He doesn't seem to have much respect or awe for the nobility.

Even if Xia Zoe called a doctor to treat him, the expression on his face had not changed, and he lacked even the slightest gratitude.

He still had heavy shackles on his hands and feet. After the blood stains were cleaned, he showed a handsome and masculine face. The scar on his right cheek was drawn from the ear to the chin. It was about one finger long, adding a bit of fierceness.

Xia Zuoyi: "Can you tell me why you want to kill the lord's brother?"

Fernandi Edward: "You don't need to know."

Udit frowned: "Pay attention to your manner of speaking."

Although he didn't know what happened to Fernandi Edward, he would give up the promising knight commander position and even the baronial title to assassinate the nobles.

But he could not treat the Lord Earl who saved his life with indifference and disrespect.

Fernandi Edward only continued in a flat voice: "If you are angry, you can order someone to kill me."

Xia Zuoyi: "But I bought you with a gold coin. Can you return it to me first? Or after killing you, can the corpse pop out of the gold coin?"

Obviously neither.

Fernandi Edward became silent again.

Xia Zoe looked at him twice and said: "Udit is optimistic about him, don't let him die."

Udit: "Yes, Lord Earl."

After the attendant sent the signed territorial transition document, the gray Pal Mountain in the system interface was instantly lit up and turned into color, and the territorial data was updated.

Xia Zuoy did not leave in a hurry, and after another three or four days in the king's city, he set off slowly and returned to Wesas.

The wound on Fernandi Edward's body was almost crusted during this period, not to the point that it would split and bleed when he moved.

He followed behind the craftsmen, guarded by knights, and the shackles on his hands and feet had long been removed, making it easy to move.

On the way to rest in the mountains and forests.

Xia Zoe took a nap in the carriage with a small hiccup.

The knights and craftsmen were also full of food and drink, and each found a place to rest or gather in twos and threes to chat together.

After confirming that Xia Zoe was asleep, Judit walked to Fernandi Edward: "The original plan of the Earl is to leave the city immediately after the documents are issued."

"The reason why he stayed for another four days and walked so slowly on the road... I believe you won't be unable to feel why."

Fernandi Edward sat on the rock alone, raised his head and silently glanced at the direction of the carriage.

At first he was determined to die.

Whether it’s deliberately speaking outrageously to offend the noble Nat Keys, or wanting to let the wound worsen...

If it were not for suicide, the devil would take his soul away, and he would have given up his life.

"What does he want from me?" Fernandi Edward muttered.

Udit: "You have nothing now."

Fernandi Edward laughed at himself: "You are right, so I don't understand."

Udit took a deep look at him: "To Lord Earl, I only hope you can have a grateful heart."

After speaking, he turned and left.

After a long time.

Fernandi Edward sighed inaudibly: "The person I was grateful for...has made me betrayed..."