7 Cycle

Chapter 

Jax hired new guards he looked a little angry maybe for spending some money for me new faces were welcome I approached them to talk to them, I felt much more accustomed to this world.

"Jax, where are we headed?" I looked at him and asked "A slave city" He replied depressed.

"A slave city?" I said confused "In a slave city as the name says there are slaves of all kinds children women young old people in the slave city the slaves work non-stop building mining or making weapons until someone buys them, or they die" Jax told me.

"In the human continent is where there are more cities unlike the other races where they have only one city in their entire territory and only criminals are sent although where there is not a single slave city or something allowed slavery is in the dwarf's realm" Jax concluded.

So a city of slaves can be considered a city? I don't know I don't know anything about this world the more I got used to it, the more I realized I knew nothing, so as we walked to the slave city I asked Jax to tell me things about this world.

As we walked, and he controlled the caravan he told me that there were five major cities located in different parts of the world and that we were currently in the territory of the metal, this city was mainly controlled by humans and the other 4 cities were controlled by other races. 

Although he told me that there was another great city, but its existence was denied by the other five nations, I asked him why that was so and Jax answered me.

 "In Caerleon everything is allowed slaves abuses kidnappings robberies in broad daylight but the only reason why Caerleon is still growing is because of its black market in the black market are all the resources of the five nations so you save a great trip, but it is quite dangerous there are large groups of bandits or a small group of raiders stronger but fewer, but their function is the same kill and steal the goods of any person" Jax explained.

Caerleon as Jax told me if I was ever going to Caerleon it was not going to be a quiet trip.

The days passed walking and chatting with the guards until we finally arrived in the city of slaves, Jax ordered the other guards to guard the caravan and I accompanied him.

There was a guard that controlled the people that entered or left, but Jax and I entered without going through the control, it seemed that Jax was known around here and even respected.

The first thing I saw when we entered was a guard beating a slave with a whip.

"Chas" The sound of a long whip hitting the already beaten skin of a weak slave repeated mercilessly towards the slave until the slave stood up, grabbed the block he dropped from his exhaustion and reloaded it.

The slave guard put away his whip and went to guard other slaves.