Chapter 96 Time To Get Filthy Rich [Part 1]

Chapter 96 Time To Get Filthy Rich [Part 1]

The Slave Market was bustling with people. To Thirteen's surprise, Humans were not the only race up for sale.

Trolls, Ogres, and even Tigerkins, which had been captured by the Barbarians in their raids, were also up for grabs. New novel chapters are published on

Although they weren't physically restricted by Slave Collars, there were Beast Tattoos that forced the Monsters to obey those who would purchase them.

These Tattoos would be planted on the foreheads of these monsters, and once their new owners had placed a drop of their blood on it, the monster would serve them for exactly five years.

Thirteen already knew about this because it was similar to his Rune Magic.

Unfortunately, only Advanced Rune Magic would allow him to enslave Monsters. However, Laplace Demon and The One limited the abilities he could use to Intermediate Rune Magic.

The Beast Tattoos also worked on Beastkins since they were part beasts.

With the tattoos, no matter how smart or ferocious the captured Tigerkins were, they would still be bound by the power of the Beast Tattoo, making them ideal slaves for the Barbarians.

Cristopher looked at the Tigerkin Ladies who were locked up in cages with great interest.

Since these Tigerkins had the faces of Humans and the ears and tails of tigers, they looked very exquisite

Thirteen believed that a certain minority on the planet called Earth would definitely love these girls, especially those who had a fetish for Monster Girls.

"How much are they?" Thirteen asked in a volume that only Jubei could hear.

"The Tigerkin girls fetch for 100 Silver Coins, while the men cost around 200 Silver Coins," Jubei replied. "The Trolls cost 150 Silver Coins, and the Ogres cost 300 Coins. As for the Human children, they cost 30 Silver Coins each."

When Thirteen looted the Orcs, he was only able to gain a total of 50 Silver Coins from them, which meant that he only had enough money to buy one human slave.

Their group checked all the slaves that were for sale, and just as they had expected, Rianna recognized some of those who had been placed on the Wagon that had managed to escape.

The other children also recognized Thirteen, Cristopher, and Rianna. However, after seeing that they were following a High Orc, they assumed that they had already been bought as slaves by it.

Although she didn't seem strong, she was actually trained in Martial Arts by her Grandfather, so she was confident that she could win if the disparity in strength wasn't that much.

"The one fighting in the Slave Duel will not be Rianna," Thirteen stated.

When Cristopher heard this, his face immediately became pale.

"Y-Young Master, are you saying that I will be the one who will do the fighting?" Cristopher stuttered. "Are you planning to bet on my opponent so that we can win money?"

The seven-year-old was quite amused by the chubby boy's misunderstanding. But, instead of correcting him, Thirteen only smiled evilly.

"That doesn't sound like a bad idea," Thirteen said. "All we need to do is bet on your opponent, and we will win."

Cristopher's face turned pale after confirming that his suspicion was correct. He immediately begged and wailed for his Young Master to reconsider, making Jubei scratch his head.

He knew that the younger boy was only teasing his Master, but seeing his Master act like this was quite embarrassing.

"Okay, calm down," Thirteen said as he pushed Cristopher's face away, which was now covered in tears and snot. "You will not be fighting either, so stop crying."

Rianna took a deep breath before clenching her fists in determination. Since this was the fastest way to earn money, she decided to give it everything she had.

"You're not fighting either," Thirteen said to the girl who was pumped up to fight.

"Eh?" Rianna blinked her eyes in confusion. "If not me, then who will fight?"

"Who else?" Thirteen asked in a teasing tone. "Of course, it will be none other than me."

The young lady looked at Thirteen in disbelief. Although she had seen him use bows and arrows, she didn't think that the younger boy would propose to fight in the Slave Duel instead of her.

Jubei, on the other hand, smiled faintly.

Although he hadn't seen Thirteen fight all-out, he believed that the seven-year-old had what it took to make them all filthy rich.