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.
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.
Two hours later, they returned to the inn to plan their next move.
"Master, I think we should aim to buy some Tigerkins as slaves," Cristopher?proposed. "They will certainly be helpful to us in battle."
"I bet you're only interested in those Tigerkin Girls, right?" Rianna sneered. "The look on your face as you gawked at them was really funny."
Cristopher's face turned beet red because he was unable to refute Rianna's words. There were a few Tigerkins who were quite beautiful, and if possible, he wanted them to become their helpers.
"Jubei, what is the fastest way to earn money?" Thirteen asked.
Since the Five Leaf Clover would be auctioned in two weeks, Thirteen wanted to see if he could bid for it. Also, he would like to buy a few slaves as well, which would increase the strength of their party.
Although they already had Brutus and Bruno, he believed that adding more fighters to their team would increase their chances of completing their mission.
Jubei didn't answer right away and pondered for a few minutes before facing the younger boy.
"There are three ways to earn money," Jubei replied. "The first method is to hunt monsters to sell their meat and monster parts. The second way is by gambling."
Originally, the High Orc wanted to say that there were only two ways to earn money, but after careful consideration, he had a feeling that the seven-year-old could clear the third option.
"The last way is through Slave Duels," Jubei stated. "There is a registration fee of 10 Silver per slave. Every win gives you thirty silver. Also, we can also place bets on the slaves that are going to fight. The lower the odds…"
"The higher the winnings," Thirteen finished what Jubei was going to say next.
"It is as you say, Young Master."
"Good. We will choose this option to make money."
Cristopher looked at Rianna with a solemn expression on his face.
"Your time to shine has come," Cristopher stated. "Win us a few battles, and we'll become rich!"
Rianna frowned, but she didn't have any problems with this arrangement.
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 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.