Sylvester Archipelago

- 350 thousand. Not a single coin less, - the slave trader replied calmly.

- Please extend my greetings to your successor, or to that simpleton who agrees to pay that much for her. - Sarael said with feigned politeness before turning his back on the slave trader and slowly walking away.
What else could he do? What can I do? And although he wanted to free the elf from this place, he didn't have the necessary funds. He was considering some "illegal" method, but he had doubts every time he remembered his previous experience dealing with the local slave trader.