Chapter 78 – Suspiciously Rich (4)

“Yum.”

Carla bites a grape without notice and puts it in my mouth.

It was a bit embarrassing, but surprisingly, no one cared about such a carla.

She just opened her mouth in amazement at the 100,000 gold I called for.

The first to come to his senses, the moderator opened his mouth with a dumbfounded voice.

“100,000 gold… Are you talking?”

“100,000 with all five together.”

When I shrugged her shoulders and gave her a confirmation once again, the entire auction house became noisy from this point on.

“Nonsense! How much money have you spent so far and more here? 100,000 gold for that too?!”

“Did you say total? Then it’s like 20,000 gold per person! Whose agent are you….”

“I thought he wasn’t interested in slaves because he didn’t even look at them, but I guess he just had high eyes on them. To buy a man more than that… Is it enough to just taste good? Yeah, I like it.”

What is the last man isn’t it like that?

As she stroked Karla sitting on her lap more stickyly, she appealed as much as possible that she didn’t like that.

… For some reason, Elisha’s expression was distorted with a sense of betrayal.

Nope. This is your future! Not the same message.

As she struggled to avert her gaze from Elisha, the moderator somehow managed to silence her commotion before opening her mouth.

“Hmmmm. Guest? Not that I doubt it, but… Isn’t 100,000 gold a lot of money? According to our auction house rules….”

“I know. You mean you can only pay with cash or something equivalent to it?”

“You’re right. Hoxy. If it’s okay with you, can you show me a little bit of your sincerity?”

Simply put, I’m asking you to prove that you really have the ability to live.

What… 100,000 gold was an amount that could only be raised by scraping together the assets of a family that would have been a duke or marquess.

There are only a limited number of people who can manage that kind of cash, and I don’t belong anywhere, so it’s natural to be suspicious.

It’s useless to worry.

She smiled and took out a pouch of platinum coins from her inventory.

Okay.

The highest denomination of currency with a value of 100 gold each.

It is a coin made of an alchemy alloy that is incomparably more precious than platinum paper or actual platinum.

It is a currency that can be said to be virtually impossible to counterfeit because it can only be made with all sorts of rare minerals and a high-ranking alchemist’s diligence.

A heavy bag containing 1,000 such platinum coins was floated by telekinesis and sent to the host.

“Oops, we can send an employee, but you sent it directly like this. Thank you for your kindness… Ugh?!”

The pocket he accepted with a trembling smile. As soon as the entrance was opened, the emcee was hardened by the brilliance of the brilliantly shining platinum coin.

He stirred the inside of his pocket with trembling hands and began to check the other coins.

If you can’t even recognize hard-to-counterfeit platinum coins, you won’t even see the host at Geff’s auction house.

Soon after, the host opened his mouth with a trembling voice.

“100,000 gold… Has confirmed. Is there anyone else you would like to call… ?”

“””…….”””

There could be

When everyone was looking at the slaves with expressions dripping with regret like a dog chasing chickens, the moderator nodded and opened his mouth.

“None. So, all the slaves from Sylvan’s Tower were sold for 100,000 gold….”

“For a moment!”

Someone hastily raised their hand and stopped the moderator.

Turning around, he was a familiar person.

The Marquis of Cyprus, who had called for 10,000 gold to buy Carla the other day, and would have easily won the bid if it hadn’t been for me.

This eunuch sadist opened his mouth with a disgruntled expression.

“I’ll ask you first, Mr. Moderator. Do you sell those slaves only in bundles?”

“No. Originally sold individually, that customer just said he would buy them all.”

“Then it sounds like 20,000 gold per person.”

“That would be the case if the bidder did not make detailed settings. What would you like, sir?”

The moderator looks at me with subtle expectations.

If I made someone expensive and someone cheap here, I would think that competition might break out again, aiming for cheap slaves.

Well, it’s obvious without seeing the slaves the Marquis of Cyprus has his eye on.

Elisha or the former owner of the Tower, Iris. It will be one of them.

Unless that eunuch sadist’s taste has changed.

Of course, I have no idea of ​​handing anyone over to the Marquis of Cyprus, not anyone else.

With a plaintive expression, he took out a handful of platinum coins from his inventory and showed them off to the moderator.

“I will not adjust the ratio. Instead, I will bid 10,000 gold more than that amount, no matter how much anyone asks.”

“Oh oh… ! They say yes. How much would you like to bid?”

“Ouch….”

Maybe it’s because he noticed that there was some kind of relationship between me now and the disguised me, from the way I was wearing Karla.

The Marquis of Cyprus, who was about to have the slave who had been marked twice, gnashed her teeth with a look of resentment, and then let out a deep sigh.

“Bid… I will give up.”

“All right. Then, we announce that the last item of the day has been auctioned for 100,000 gold.”

Earth! Earth! Earth!

The cheerful sound of a wooden mallet signaled the end of the auction.

***

The manager, whom I had seen while buying Karla, bowed her in a very polite manner.

“Thanks for the good deal.”

“I’m going crazy too. I’m afraid the flying flies might stick to me, so could you lend me a wagon?”

“For VIPs, that much is possible. We can even escort you to your destination if needed.”

“Oh, I have an escort, so don’t worry. It is enough if you prepare secretly so that you can avoid annoying gazes.”

“Understand. I’ll prepare it right away. Anything else you need? Since the amount is the amount, it is possible to provide some kind of service.”

“There is no other. To put it bluntly, I want to receive the goods quickly… ?”

Haha! There are so many successful bidders, it seems like it takes time to check and pack. Still, it’s time to come out… Five. It just came out over there.”

The manager looked behind me and nodded her head.

There, I could see the five elves entering through the door of the small waiting room, and the staff carrying the rest of the trifles I had bought.

I simply checked things, engraved my magic on the slave inscription, and went through the process of recognizing the owner before standing up.

“It is neat. Then let’s go.”

“Thank you again for visiting our auction house. I’ve already told the lower ones, so follow that attendant out the back door and the carriage will come out.”

“Good.”

As I was about to leave the waiting room with all my stuff in my inventory, the manager who had opened the door to see me off instead opened his mouth cautiously.

“I don’t dare to ask about the customer’s circumstances, but… What the hell are you doing with so many elves? If you don’t mind, could you teach me?”

“…….”

I opened the door and stared at the manager.

He looked very apologetic, but seemed unable to contain his curiosity.

Passion to learn if there is value in the elf set that he does not know is slightly in his eyes.

It doesn’t fit the age of looking at old age beyond middle age, but considering the position, you can see a sufficiently convincing mindset.

… Normally, I would have been in moderation.

Even if the manager of the Geff Auction House looked at it like this, there was nothing strange about the way he came out of H&A.

But why did he recall the words he had said before Karla came?

He said that if the cult of calmness was behind the downfall of the Sylvan Tower, he would definitely stop by the auction house to check on his work until the very end.

Why do you ask such a question when the door is half open and a few attendants enter, not when you are with Karla and me?

They were the ones who planted Sejak not only in the imperial family of the Levantine Empire, but also in the Confederacy of Good Gods.

Could such an infested cult of silence leave the Geff Auction House, which is said to be the best auction house on the continent?

Even if the manager is not a member of the church, what is the possibility that she is in a state of collusion with the church?

Can we be absolutely relieved that there are no problems with the game?

Short time. A sense of crisis close to instinct rang the alarm.

Of course, all of this could be an illusion.

… But there’s nothing wrong with being careful.

He raised the corners of his mouth as naturally as possible without showing anything.

“Hmm… It’s a trade secret, but in hindsight, it’s okay that Geff Auction House knows.”

“Oh oh… ! I was so curious that I was going to stay up all night for a few days… Thank you!”

After covering it with words that seemed to be loose, I rolled my head as much as I could to find a plausible reason.

And.

“You know that children of slaves are equally slaves, right?”

“Of course. Unless they are pardoned on a special occasion, they are slaves from generation to generation.”

“Then, the elves who copulate with the elves here must also be slaves.”

“…… !”

The manager opened his eyes wide as if he realized something only then.

“Elves have a long lifespan. However, the gestation period is not significantly different from humans, and the growth rate is similar. … And if you’re lucky, you might be able to pick a high elf.”

After looking at Elisha and Iris and licking his lips, the manager nodded in admiration.

“… You are thinking of making a ranch.”

“It’s roughly like that.”

Great. Would this be complete garbage?

It’s a lie that will be exposed after a few years anyway, but if the hand of the seething calm touches here, those few years will be really useful.

Shrugging his shoulders, he asked the manager.

“How about it. Did you get an answer?”

“Of course. Your business probably goes through us. At that time, it must be asking for convenience.”

“The story works.”

“We are a family that will do anything to make money. Whatever it is, you should definitely do it. But….”

“But?”

“There are several people who have had similar thoughts.”

“…….”

No. Is this a real attempt? An elf ranch?

Crazy fantasy slavery.

“All of the previous attempts have failed, but since the customers are different in size from the start, maybe you will succeed.”

Having said that, the manager politely bowed his head again.

“I look forward to seeing you again.”

It was a very awkward goodbye.

“You Yandel… ! How do you… How could you do this to me! Only you… You can’t do this to me!”

Oh. I made Elisha cry!