Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

His hands were tied back, his joints were tightened by ropes. The two adult men carefully pressed the boy who was trying to struggle like a furious lion. Under too cautious suppression, Roland can only accept commodities like appreciating merchandise. When the cold fingers penetrate into the clothes, the exploration is very careful and disgusting to touch the smooth and tender skin unique to the child, and the favorite part is rubbed like pork. At that time, the blocked roar reached its highest point.

"Ooooooo!!!"

"Sensitive kittens-with good qualifications and looks, please check them later."

Enjoying the silent scolding and sorrow, the slave trader Thomas Sullivan twisted Roland like a child's prank, pulled his hand from the boy's clothes, and the followers on the edge handed handkerchiefs embroidered with poppies, The bearded slave merchant wiped his hands carefully, not even missing the nail gap.

The thieves despised the arrogant Albion in their hearts together. They touched the boy's body indifferently at the moment, and then wiped their hands on the shelf at the moment. The thieves in action were fed up.

As for the so-called inspection-it's really only pedophilia, or what the guy who breaks the following words likes to act, and showing a gentle look can't change the essence of decay.

"The goods are already experienced. Give me a price."

"80 Kronor."

"Come on, 150 kronor."

"Don't be too greedy, this is still an unusable chick. Unless you are 4 or 5 years old, 80 Kronor."

"Don't install garlic. Who doesn't know where you last shipped the goods, what is 150 kronor? The one who bought the imp is..."

"Shut up! Eric Red! If you think you're alive enough, find a small river and jump down. Otherwise someone will help you meet the Almighty Goddess, 95 Kronor! Don't get away if you want it!"

Sven's mask was pulled off in an instant, and Sullivan's stern tone was by no means pretentious. The right hand of the servants behind the slave merchant all put the sword handle on his waist. The metal that had left the scabbard slightly reflected the courageous cold light.

"Okay... 100 kronor."

Knowing what happened to the Albian gangster's torn face, Rhett swallowed and slurped his lips, shrugged his shoulders, and followed the slave trader's accountant with the just-stopped trembling legs to get the money to settle the bill.

"Maybe... it's time to change partners."

Convergence of cannibalistic expression. Sullivan's estimated eyes were thrown back on Roland, and his fat lips bent downcast.

"Forget it...this is 300 Kronor's finest goods, and Your Majesty will also be happy."

>Human faces full of stickiness and maliciousness and mockery are more lascivious than man-eating beasts who stick out their tongues, panting and drooling

The rough hand raised his chin again, forcing his face away. The playful eyes licked every inch of the face, and the man behind him pressed the body harder, and there were footsteps coming over here.

"I don't understand the benefits of playing boys, but the purpose of the requirement is to be a healthy boy. You can only say that you are out of luck. When you were born at this time, you were caught by the bald pig head."

The slaves used the Lapland language that Roland could understand, and the strange and pleasant content revealed that the boy was confused. The unreachable fields and information were heard by the boy who had lived an ordinary rich farm life. Too strange and distant.

In a society where information is blocked, there are very few people who can realize the terrible truth behind the strange and vague teasing.

[King Edward IV of Albion is a pervert who can hold a rolled sheet regardless of whether he is an adult or not. 】

In addition to the Albians who can’t talk about the matter and are unpretentious about the rumor, the Charlemagne, Lapland, Serres and even the Castilians who are keen on young white-skinned boys have shown this. Extremely contemptuous.

After all, even the noble Charlieman aristocrat and the Castilian fighter who likes [comrade] will not consider how to deal with the 4 and 5 year old boys in the peacetime, let alone use the boy to treat the hidden diseases. ——This kind of behavior that makes people feel sick from thought to action.

"You can teach if you don't understand the Albian language, you can learn if you don't know court etiquette, but if you don't cure the biting problem, it will be troublesome... oops. I almost forgot, Lundinium has a special treatment for this disease. Lord Dentist is here."

The teasing of playing with little animals unable to resist reveals Roland’s future and [use]. In the hot spring bath of the King’s Villa, the [young fish] who are gathered for the treatment of King Albion’s nonsense will be responsible. Dive into the water, suck, bite, caress the king's lower body... bear to serve the king's needs with his mouth and body. To prevent this process, boys who do not know how to speak and try to resist bite the king. Once in Albion, the professional toothpicker will carefully and completely remove the boys' teeth. The reason for the extraction is to prevent children with tooth replacements from growing teeth again.

"However, it is to serve His Majesty the King. If you can be pampered by hard work, even if you don't have an official identity, the life of [lover] will be very nourishing, compared to staying in this cold-dead country and worrying about robbers and orcs The life, life, and death in the palace must be more relaxed and comfortable. Such a beautiful face is very suitable for luxury. Please be happy and laugh."

In the laughter of irresponsibility and gloating, the fingers like chicken feet took off the belt, ready to wipe off Roland's pants in one breath-

"Sir Sullivan, Colt, who is in charge of the inspection, has dysentery and says he cannot come today."

The extremely accidental and extremely fortunate chime cut in from the side, the fingers that had caught the waist of the pants stopped, and the strong helpers looked at their boss.

"Is it great?"

The former sailor's beard twitched along with his cheek~www.readwn.com~ The poppy handkerchief covered his nose, and the cold words of the habitually sick person made the people tremble.

The men seeking life at sea are very clear that what is waiting for patients with infectious diseases is often not to know when they can be rushed to treatment, but to accommodate and relieve the tortured sea burial by the violent and beautiful sea. Everything before life was washed by the hands of the waves. It is the destiny of most sailors, and the sick are no exception.

"Please ask the husband to see it. It's not terrible. Colt is strong enough to take a break and heal."

"It's really troublesome...Forget it, the ship set sail after three days, and it's too late to go back to the country and do the inspection. Take him down with the dog first. They both like to bite and let them communicate with each other. Not bad."

The men dragged Roland away, and the trading floor without buyers and sellers was immediately filled by other traders. The slave market full of money and sin was far from idle to stop trading for a [commodity]. This place like a dungeon, Just to protect their own survival, everyone has tried their best.

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