A group of slaves, shackled with chains and ropes, stepped onto the land of the Red Tide Territory under the guidance of the slave merchant.
Their eyes were filled with unease, speculating on the fate awaiting them.
However, as they entered the territory, they were stunned.
Clean houses, orderly roads, and the smell of cooking smoke in the air...
This was completely different from the slave camps they had in mind.
No filthy, muddy tents, nor rotting food emitting a foul stench.
Even the soldiers guarding them did not show the usual disdain and contempt, merely maintaining order calmly.
They became even more fearful, because the more different things are, the more unsettling they become.
But this was only a preliminary impression, what truly shocked them were the words of the Lord on the second day at the square...
In the morning, the square in Red Tide Territory was packed with people.
One thousand five hundred newly arrived slaves were neatly gathered here.
