Sixth Hundred and Fiftieth Chapter Special Slaves

"What is that thing?" Yokou stared at the glowing object in astonishment, completely disregarding the dazzling light. "Is it also for sale at the exhibition?"

"It has many names, such as sunstone, light crystal... but we prefer to call it magic stone, because it is said to come from the devil's lair," Seventy-Six explained in a low voice. "In the past, 'Black Money' also auctioned off this kind of thing, and the transaction price was mostly between two and three thousand gold dragons. It is not only expensive but also very rare, and not every exhibition has it—at least there are no magic stones in the list of competitive products arranged for tonight." She paused. "Sir, is this your first time here?"

"Uh... sort of." He touched his nose with a slightly guilty expression. A single one is worth so much, wouldn't that mean the magic stones used for lighting on the stage are worth more than ten thousand gold dragons? This is too extravagant!

The guide seemed to see his unease and took the initiative to get closer, whispering in his ear like a "lover," "It's nothing, sir. Every guest attending the underground exhibition for the first time is shocked by the magic stones. This is also 'Black Money's' way of demonstrating its capabilities."

"You are also one of their means, right?" Yokou may not be as knowledgeable as those great aristocratic families, but he is still quite adept at dealing with women. Coupled with the guide's soft and considerate tone, which effectively alleviated his fluctuating emotions, he took the opportunity to put his arm around her waist and pull her into his arms.

"It only counts if I get your approval."

"I've already approved it. After the exhibition..."

"I will still be at your service, sir," she nodded gently.

Yokou was starting to like this place.

Turning his gaze to the stage, two rounds of auctioned items had passed. He didn't even notice what was being sold, and the surrounding crowd didn't react much either, obviously nothing good.

This was similar to the exhibition that Dennis had taken him to. The first few rounds were generally appetizers, and the highlights were in the mid-late stages.

According to Otto's judgment, the witch's ranking should not be too far back this time, and a transaction of about seven hundred gold dragons should be possible—after all, for these merchants, simple beauty no longer arouses much interest, they need stimulation and novelty.

It wasn't until the first living person was pushed onto the stage that a slight murmur arose in the crowd.

It was a woman, who looked ordinary, with almost nothing eye-catching except for her fair skin.

Moreover, Yokou noticed that unlike the slave market, which liked to strip the goods for sale bare, she was wrapped tightly from head to toe, and all in luxurious robes that only nobles could afford, dressed like a young lady.

"What's this trick?" He pinched Seventy-Six's waist. "Does dressing a slave as a noble raise the auction price?"

"It's not dressing a slave as a noble, but a noble slave," the guide corrected with a smile.

"Is there a difference between the two—wait," Yokou suddenly widened his eyes, "What did you say?"

"She is a noble herself," Seventy-Six made a shushing gesture, "Not a distant relative or a collateral branch, but a direct descendant of a large family, the legal heir."

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you see this young lady?" The host shouted loudly, "Afni Tanfoken, the daughter of the Earl of Brokenstone Forest Territory from the Wolfheart Kingdom—of course, since her father died unfortunately in the war with the Church, she is now the new Earl of Brokenstone Forest according to the law! The Tanfoken family can be traced back three hundred years and is quite famous in Wolfheart. But compared to the family history, I believe the Emerald Stone incident twenty years ago is more memorable for everyone. Now is a good opportunity to repay the Tanfoken family! The minimum price is three hundred gold dragons, please bid!"

"Three hundred and ten!" Someone shouted immediately.

"Three hundred and fifty gold dragons!"

"I bid four hundred!"

"You... are crazy!" Looking at the constantly rising price, Yokou said in disbelief, "Selling a real noble as a slave? This is an unforgivable crime in any country!"

There was an unwritten rule among nobles, that the continuation of bloodlines was above all else, and anyone who hindered it was a common enemy of the nobles. Therefore, paying ransom after defeat became the default rule—even if they temporarily lost power, as long as the bloodline could continue, there would always be a day to rise again, especially for the royal nobles, who had not changed for hundreds of years.

And this exhibition was simply openly opposing the entire aristocratic class.

"As long as it's not publicized," Seventy-Six spread her hands, "People won't blame 'Black Money' for the extinction of the nobles, after all, the Church caused all this."

"What will happen to these nobles in the end? The host said something about repaying... right?"

The guide couldn't help but chuckle, "At that time, the Tanfoken family maliciously lowered the price of emerald stones, causing many gem merchants to suffer a lot. This repayment will certainly be... relatively cruel. But from the beginning, they were destined not to have a chance to see the light of day again, no different from witches."

The next few auction items were nobles from the Eternal Winter and Wolfheart Kingdoms, both men and women, and the male nobles were older and more popular.

Probably because, compared to heirs, those merchant women preferred experienced heads of households.

Yokou finally understood what Otto meant by "not convenient to see the light," and he also understood why the review was so strict—probably, in addition to wealth and family background, having purchasing intentions was also a very important point. In other words, the people who could be brought in by "Black Money" were all potential buyers, and they were all sitting on the same boat.

By the tenth round of auctions, the target of Yokou's trip finally appeared.

It must be said that even though she was firmly bound, the appearance she showed steadily surpassed the noble women in the previous rounds. Her brown hair fell messily over her shoulders, and the rough linen clothes she wore were a bit thin for this season. Several whip marks could be seen on her exposed hands and feet, indicating that she had suffered a lot after being captured. Although she looked a little haggard, it still couldn't hide her beautiful features and lively temperament.

"A refugee witch from Wolfheart, no name, her ability is to use the power of demons to heal herself! Thanks to the enthusiastic citizens for reporting her, such opportunities are rare. Just think, how many ways can you play with a witch who can constantly revive her body! If you find breeding troublesome, 'Black Money' can also do it for you! The minimum price is five hundred gold dragons, please bid!" the host shouted.

"Five hundred and ten!"

"Five hundred and sixty!"

"Six hundred gold dragons!"

Yokou did not speak immediately. He knew that only when the price was close to stable would the number he called have a decisive effect.

However, an accident happened. The estimated price of seven hundred by Otto was quickly exceeded. Bidding voices rose one after another, and soon it broke through the thousand mark, and there was no sign of stopping.

Yokou felt sweat seeping into his palms.

Ermu said

Grandma's birthday, I have to go out for a party tonight, please take a leave, you don't have to wait for the 11 o'clock update.