Merchants will do anything for profit.

"Are you leaving so soon?"

Dwight immediately became anxious; why did they leave so quickly?

That batch of Dream Beetroots won't arrive here for a few more days.

If Master Lou Le leaves, then this Dream Beetroot will be stuck with us.

He considered ways to delay: "Master Loule, in the world today, there are many forests, and it often takes ten days to half a month to travel between towns. It's too dangerous to travel alone. Moreover, food, clothing, and lodging are inconvenient. Why not wait until the caravans come and travel with them?"

"No, I prefer being alone."

Lou Le shook his head firmly, which made Dwight sigh with regret.

"Venerable Loule, have you prepared everything?"

Dwight asked helplessly.

"Hmm, more or less." Lou Le nodded. "However, we haven't bought any suitable horses yet."

Dwight then laughed: "Master Loule, horses are expensive and precious. If you're traveling for more than ten days, pulling so much cargo, even if the horses can eat grass, they still need to be fed. Otherwise, the wear and tear on the horses would be too great. If you're traveling alone, how much grain would you need to prepare? Besides, the wheat hasn't been harvested yet, and all we sell here is old grain."

"If something happens on the road, it'll be a huge problem."

Lou Le pretended not to understand and said in a melancholy tone, "That's really true."

"However, my desire for knowledge will not change. So I think it's better not to bring so much stuff. One person and one horse will suffice."

She stood up and said, "Master Dwight, you must have already dug out the cores of those tree people. I'm just taking them back with me, so there's no need for you to deliver them again."

"Venerable Loule, you are being too polite by saying that."

Dwight shook his head: "I'll have my apprentice deliver Mu Xin's matter to you."

"As for the horses, you don't need to worry about them."

"Oh?"

Lou Le looked at Dwight curiously, feigning confusion: "Is there any way to solve this? You?"

"certainly."

Dwight said, "We are mages, and first-ring mages have a spell called Summon Steed. Originally, this spell was a second-ring, or even third-ring, spell. But then, a knowledgeable spellweaver improved the spell."

"Combined with the spell to summon the undead, it was transformed into the summoning of a bone horse."

"Although the skeletal horse's body is fragile and all its combat abilities have been lost, it is extremely durable and does not need to be fed. It can travel day and night, and as long as it is not damaged, it can continue to exist. It only needs to be fed a corpse every seven days to maintain the skeletal horse's soul fire."

"If you need it, I can give this spell to you, Master Loule. However, I have a request."

"Master Dwight, you're too kind. You've helped me a lot these past few days. Even without this spell, I would still help you," Lou Le said slowly and deliberately.

Dwight said, "Master Loule, fair trade is the principle of our mages. I just want to ask you to stay in Ghostwood a little longer."

"Well, to be honest, I bought a whole truckload of Dream Beetroots because I wanted you to make them into magic potions. If you leave, I really don't know what I'll do."

He sighed, looking completely lost.

Lou Le then smiled and said, "If it's your request, I'll wait here for a while longer. I'll also buy a slave and study some magic."

Dwight then smiled and said, "Then I'll leave it to you."

He then instructed Farin to bring the scroll and remove the wooden core.

When Lou Le left, Fa Lin followed behind, carrying his things.

He behaved very humbly, keeping his head down like a true apprentice.

When Lou Le was almost home, she casually asked Farin, "When will the slave traders be here?"

"About two or three days, Master Loule."

Farin spoke respectfully.

"Oh? Can you guarantee the quality of his products? I don't want a slave dressed in rags." Lou Le shook his head.

"Of course it's guaranteed."

Farin, with his head down, said, "Slave traders generally have two types of slaves. One type is the lower-class slaves, usually farmers, warriors, and other laborers. These labor slaves are the most widely sold and are basically never hard to sell."

"After all, people are very poor now, and labor is the most important thing. Only with labor can wasteland be reclaimed, and only with land can everything else be achieved."

"Whether it's minor nobles, other wealthy farmers, or lower-class citizens, they will only buy these kinds of labor slaves."

"The other type is high-class slaves, mostly women."

"However, the market for these slaves is very narrow. They can only be sold to mages, professionals, or high-ranking nobles, and only those nobles who are delusional, extravagant, and dissolute."

"Because they have no value other than entertainment. Buying them would be a waste of food and money. Even if we need maids or something similar, we can just hire them directly."

"Therefore, slave traders might bring more than a hundred labor slaves each time, but only one or two high-class slaves."

"Because in order to recoup their costs, these high-end slaves are priced very, very high."

"These slaves were not worth this much. But the slave traders were very mercenary and used various methods to increase the value of these high-class slaves."

"For example, they might dress the slave up like a nobleman, or boast that the slave has the potential to become a mage."

"Furthermore, they sell concepts. When they capture slaves, they bring along female professionals. If they encounter someone attractive enough, they will send a female professional to capture them."

"After a successful capture, they would be locked in a specially made glass coffin. After that, even the slaves' rest, meals, bathing, and changing clothes would all be done by women. Normally, they would be locked in a small courtyard full of women. When it was time to sell them, they would be locked in the coffin again."

"Those slave traders claimed that the women had never been touched by men, that they were unmelted snowflakes. Then they would resell them for ten or twenty times the price."

Farin said with some helplessness, "They specifically provide high-end slaves to mages because mages are very rich."

"If Master Loule desires a slave, he need not worry about the quality of the slave. He only needs to worry about the price."

He said, "Those merchants dare not deceive the monks, because it is their good fortune to have fair exchanges with them. If they break the rules, the monks can justifiably kill them and then plunder their property."