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The slave auction is over.

The crowd of onlookers began to disperse.

On the side of the square.

The middle-aged bloated slave trader is carrying four mercenary bodyguards wearing leather armor and long swords around his waist, as well as the squatting and nervous slave girl Afra.

In front of a few people.

Morgan came out of the exquisite carriage beside him at this time, still holding a heavy money bag in his hand.

He threw the money bag directly to the greedy slave merchant who kept rubbing his hands and smiling in front of him.

The slave merchant took the heavy purse and immediately opened it. He saw the gold coins in it with the emblem of the three-headed dragon on one side. His eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but subconsciously murmured: "They are all gold dragon coins..."

Although the gold coins of the free trade city-states are not much different from the gold dragon coins of Westeros.

However, the fineness of the golden dragon coin is better than the fineness of the gold coin used by the free city states of Essos.

This is also the reason why Golden Dragon coins are more popular among merchants and vendors.

The middle-aged slave dealer deals with gold coins almost every day, so his way of counting money is far more slippery than ordinary people.

Just holding the money bag in his hand and weighing it several times.

Then he looked at Morgan with a brilliant smile and said: "The number is correct, the weight is full."

Morgan said, "I took that person away."

The bloated slave merchant nodded, but he seemed to think of something and immediately looked at Morgan with a smirk and said, "Hey, this girl hasn't been touched yet, she was still in the first night..."

"Enjoy..."

Hear the smirk of the slave owner.

Morgan was not surprised. The other party dared to bid for a huge amount of one hundred gold coins. This slave girl named Afra must be there in the first night.

Otherwise she is not worth the price.

This is almost a customary rule.

Morgan heard it in the crowd before.

Ignoring the slave owner, he looked at the slave girl who was standing next to the slave owner, with a rickety skinny body, a little messy blonde hair, and a nervous face and said, "Follow me."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the carriage.

The girl who heard the voice trembled, slowly raised her head and looked at the middle-aged bloated slave owner who was holding the purse in her hand and looking left and right, then raised her foot and walked towards Morgan.

"boarding..."

Morgan glanced at the nervous girl and said casually.

The girl then walked slowly to the side of the carriage, opened the door, and walked in.

Driving position.

Morgan pulled the rein in his hand, and the two horses shook their heads and snorted, then lifted their feet and walked forward.

Go back to the previously set tavern.

Morgan gave the two horses and carriage to the tavern attendant to take care of them.

This led the girl into the tavern.

"Grilled lamb chops, white mushroom soup, honey muffins, potato stew, apple pie..."

In front of the pub counter, Morgan watched the entire line of menus go past, and then asked the girl standing behind him.

Afraid, who had just raised her head slightly and looked around, saw Morgan look over, and immediately bowed her head nervously.

Seeing the girl like this, Morgan asked again, but looked at the bartender: "Two of the two I just ordered, plus another fruit salad..."

The bartender quickly walked to the kitchen with the menu.

Morgan turned his head and looked at the girl behind him again. Although the girl's face was still clean, her clothes were only the cheap old burlap clothes at the bottom, and her beautiful long blond hair was messy because it was not taken care of.

Morgan immediately turned his head to look at the other bartender at the bar and said: "Open another room next to my room, prepare hot water, and prepare suitable clothes for her. Shoes and fabrics should be medium, faster. .."

After some orders.

The bartender opened the room.

Morgan led the newly bought slave girl upstairs, followed by a tavern maid holding new clothes and shoes behind him.

The maid looks mediocre, but has a full chest and a very predictable figure.

Seems to see the relationship between Morgan and the thin girl.

The tavern maid twisted her hips and strode past the two of them to Morgan, deliberately showing off.

Most of these tavern maids are part-time prostitutes.

Morgan just glanced at this kind of vulgar fan and was not interested in watching it again.

Reach the door of the room for the girl.

The girl still bowed her head and said nothing.

Morgan didn't care, looking at the girl with a flat face, and said: "Take a shower, cut your hair short, then change your clothes and go down for dinner."

"Yes...Master..."

The slave girl Afrah finally spoke, but she still kept her head down, her tone still a little nervous.

Hear the word master.

Morgan frowned slightly: "I will call you an adult from now on."

"Yes..., my lord."

Aphra said immediately.

"Um..."

Morgan nodded, turned and walked towards the downstairs hall room.

Then Morgan's footsteps went away.

Afrah slowly raised her head.

The tavern maid opened the door skillfully, looking at the big steaming tub in the quite spacious room, and looking at the new clothes and shoes in her arms that were worth more than half of her salary.

The maid put down her clothes, turned to look behind her, just walked into the room, dressed in the cheapest burlap clothes, and the girl who met and sighed and said, "Are you a slave?"

Afrah didn't speak, just looked at the big tub in the room in a daze.

The barmaid didn't care, and continued: "That lord is really kind to you..."

Isn't it? The separate room, and the new clothes and shoes that are not cheap.

This is far from the treatment of those slave girls who were put to bed by the new owner the same day as they were just bought back, and even some slave girls who couldn't wait to get to bed as soon as they took your home.

Besides, the guest Gang was tall and handsome.

The more I think about it.

All of a sudden.

This hot tavern maid actually envied the slave girl in front of her.

But Afrah still did not speak.

But when she raised her head.

The tavern maid who was about to leave immediately saw the appearance of the slave girl.

Looking at the other side's turquoise clear eyes for an instant.

The barmaid immediately understood why the girl in front of her was attracted by the handsome guest.

The maid closed the door in a complicated mood and left.

Afraid, who was left alone in the room, immediately had a smile that she hadn't had before.

Even the clear aquamarine eyes became a lot more agile.

When Afrah took off her clothes, her skinny but white glowing body stepped into the tub, feeling an unprecedented comfortable hug all over her body.

At this moment, she was extremely grateful that Lord JP Morgan had bought herself, instead of the other two greedy middle-aged men who were staring at her.

Thinking of this, the body seemed to return to the feeling of taking a bath at home before his father went bankrupt.

Afrah could not help whispering softly: "Thank you, Lord Morgan..."

downstairs.

Inside the tavern hall.

Morgan sat at a wine table by the window.

Pantos is the closest free trade city-state to Junlin City, the capital of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros across the sea.

Naturally, there is no need to say more about the prosperity of cities.

It's only in the afternoon at this time.

The spacious lobby of the tavern was almost full.

When the barmaid delivered all the food, the long dining table for two was already full.

Facing the fragrant food in front of him, Morgan immediately picked up the tableware with his index finger.

A sea journey for nearly a month.

The food provided on the boat is not terrible, but it is just the most common meal.

Morgan even has food hidden in the dimensional ring.

But most of them are jerky, while others are raw and require cooking.

But he is not a serious cook after all.

And Morgan had no intention of cooking on the boat.

This month, in the words of the dwarf, his mouth almost faded out of the bird.

Facing a table full of food at this time.

Morgan immediately started eating.

When the grilled lamb chops as the main course was eliminated by him in half.

A figure suddenly appeared at the table.

Morgan looked up and saw a tall blond girl in an off-white dress standing in front of him.

Despite his pale face and thin cheeks, his eyes with clear turquoise green look more beautiful.

Moreover, after the change, the girl whose face value has obviously risen a lot has a light and cold temperament on her body.

This led Morgan to believe what the slave dealer said before the auction that the girl was born a nobleman.

Only then did Aphra pluck up the courage to raise her head, and immediately lowered her head after being scrutinized by Morgan. She didn't know if it was nervous or shy.

"Sit down and eat..."

Morgan said flatly.

"Yes, my lord."

Afrah then sat down on the bench opposite Morgan and started to eat.

At first it seemed to care that the owner Morgan was on the opposite side.

Afrah eats very slowly and very gracefully.

But watching the owner concentrate on the food, he didn't pay attention to her at all.

Afrah then took a big mouthful of food.

Prior to this, although she could not be hungry, she definitely could not eat enough, otherwise she would not be thin enough to be out of shape.

Facing a table full of delicacies at this time.

Afraid didn't use Morgan's order this time, and immediately started eating boldly.

The sumptuous food in front of me.

Even she had a rare meal in her home before she broke her fortune.

At this time, Afrah understood better what the coquettish tavern maid said to her before: "You really met a good master this time."

After a while.

Morgan picked up the tall wooden wine glass on the table and drank all the beer in it.

Then he let out a long sigh of relief.

Seeing the opposite owner Morgan put down the tableware.

Afrah's eating speed immediately slowed down.

Perceiving such details, Morgan nodded secretly in his heart, this is a clever girl.

"What's your name?"

Taking out the oak pipe he brought from Middle-earth, Morgan asked while filling the tobacco.

"My lord, my name is Afra..."

"Oh, you should be born a nobleman, talk about it, what's going on..."

Morgan was smoking a cigarette and began to chat with his little slave.

It didn't take long.

Morgan knew that Afrah’s family was in debt and went bankrupt, and his father had no choice but to sell her to a slave trader he had dealt with, and then ran into himself.

Similar to what he had previously guessed.

These girls born in small noble families will be so miserably slaves, most of them are the cause of major changes in the family.

After some chat.

Morgan knew a lot about Afrah in front of him.

Afrah also learned about the situation of some of the masters.

For example, she knew that the master was going to Slave Bay next.

She knew Slave Bay, but even if she had never traveled far, she knew that Slave Bay was far away from here.

And when the owner Morgan asked if she could drive a horse.

Even if Afrah could not, she agreed: "No, but I can learn."

After the meal is over.

Morgan took Aphra back to the second floor.

Since he opened another room for Afra, it means that he has no plans to let Afra accompany him to sleep tonight.

One is that Afrah is still young.

Although the age of thirteen is not young, she is a big girl.

Just like Sansa Stark, who is far away in King's Landing City, is also thirteen years old, and is already engaged to Prince Joffrey.

But the main reason why Morgan didn't move Afraid was because the opponent was too thin now.

He is not anxious.

Have patience to wait for Afrah to take care of her body, and train and teach her by the way.

He was not satisfied to let Afraid just make a simple vase by his side.

The night passed quickly.

Early the next morning.

The sky was just getting bright.

Morgan woke up on time.

When he finishes washing and goes out.

Afrah was already standing in front of her room in the gray and white dress that she had bought temporarily in the tavern yesterday.

Morgan took Afraid downstairs.

When I arrived at the bar, I checked out, and by the way received the dry food, alcohol, and a large amount of charcoal that he asked the pub to prepare and buy yesterday.

The journey to Astapo in Slave Bay is expected to be nearly three months away.

He hasn't forgotten to continue to incubate the eggs during the journey.

When everything is ready.

Morgan drove toward the street in a fully loaded carriage.

The golden light cluster in the eastern sky just raised its head, and showered the first ray of sunlight on the Essos continent.

Even early in the morning.

The main street of Pantos is still crowded and very lively.

There are too many people on the street.

Morgan didn't let Afra, who was sitting in the same stance seat, start learning to drive.

After temporarily purchasing some things on the busy streets on both sides.

Morgan posed a carriage straight down the street, heading for the next stop, "Northern Free Trade Federation".

It just arrived at noon.

Morgan took Afraid out of the gate of Pantos city-state and headed towards the vast wilderness road.

The road becomes spacious and the field of vision becomes extremely wide.

Morgan then handed the rein to Aphra next to him.

Prior to this, he had already talked a lot about the skills and methods of driving a carriage with Afra.

Afraid took the reins fearlessly.

Begin to use the method the owner Morgan gave to himself to drive.

It didn't take long.

When the two horses in front of the car started to move flexibly with their hands.

Afraid, suffocating in her heart, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The host treats her very well and very well.

Naturally, she cannot be disappointed by the master.

Teached his little slave girl Afrah to drive.

Morgan then eased a lot.

Chatting, dozing off, drinking, thinking about the future...Afraid's company is more beside him.

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He has already decided that he will not walk alone in the future.

When the light group in the western sky slopes westward, it hides into the horizon.

The sky gradually dimmed.

The vast wilderness grassland, under a lonely tree.

A carriage was parked under the tree.

There are fires flickering around.

When Morgan and Afrah finished their dinner.

The sky was completely dark.

Morgan and Afrah immediately began to place charcoal arrays in a wilderness not far from the carriage.

Afra's future destiny will be closely linked to herself.

Morgan didn't intend to hide from the other party about the dragon egg.

Although Afrah did not ask.

She does what Morgan asks her to do.

After some arrangement of the two.

An egg hatching hotbed that is larger and denser than in the basement of Junlin City is ready.

Morgan immediately took off his clothes, held the black dragon egg in his arms, and sat on the only clearing in the center of the charcoal formation.

When Morgan issued the order seriously.

Afraid tremblingly held up the fired wood while igniting the oil-stained charcoal.

The fire drowned Morgan in an instant.

Standing next to the burning campfire, Aphra looked at the raging fire with extremely worried expression, and tears gradually flickered in her eyes.

Burn the center of the big array.

Feeling the incomparable scorching flames and heat waves scorching his body.

Morgan closed his eyes and sat in the middle of the flame, pressing his heart and feeling the dragon egg in his arms quietly.

Time slowly passed.

When the flames begin to diminish.

When Aphra with tears in her eyes stood beside the huge campfire, her expression was extremely anxious.

Morgan, sitting in the center of the flame circle, suddenly felt a wave of fluctuations in the dragon egg in his arms.

A trace of life-like fluctuations!