The mood in the trio was somewhat gloomy as they watched a slave auction commencing in the heart of the Trader's Market.
The slave trader's announcement in each bid, and the buyers' enthusiasm and lack of feelings toward the slaves, made the scene somewhat grotesque.
No killing or fighting was involved—at least it hadn't happened, but it was somehow more disturbing than the former.
"Is this what people refer to as the trade crown and not some depraved lives?" Mirelle flashed a disdainful expression.
Leonard said nothing. His eyes quietly swept over the lineup of men, women, and even children on display.
Previously, he didn't inspect much, but now he has decided to pay some more attention to it. This was something he had to face and not avoid if he sought to maintain his role as a merchant later on.
