Chapter 217: Uxtan Slave Auction (1)

After my limbs were restrained and the slave trader moved onto Bella behind me, I let out a deep breath and sensed everything around me. 

Damn, that's a lot of slave traders. 

We were currently near a hole in a massive rocky wall that was twice the size of my kingdom's wall. It towered over us, and to make sure none of us would escape, about 30 men were gathered to escort us through the wall. 

"So that how it's gonna work, huh? Alright, let's see what fun I'll have," I mutter to myself. 

After everybody had their limbs tied up and could barely move without the chains pinching our skin, we made our way through the massive hole in the wall. 

It wasn't a grand entrance but more like an illegal entrance. You could even identify that with just a glance at the wall, which seemed to be broken by an explosive material. 

Clack Tup Clack Tup Clack Tup 

The sounds of our chains and footsteps mingled together as we walked through the dark entrance into a crowded alleyway filled with edgy and suspicious-looking humans. 

Yep, this place is where the dirty shit happens… well, that's perfect cause Bridget said something about the king getting involved with slave trading, so… 

"Hey, where does the king usually go?" I ask Bridget, who walked in front of me. 

She didn't respond and just gave me a hateful glare that clearly told me to shut up. 

CRACK 

Suddenly a whip hit the back of my neck, causing me to jump in shock as it came out of nowhere. 

"Shut up," A cold deep voice says from behind me. 

I snapped my head in the direction and just barely managed to get a glimpse of the tall, dark-skinned man who almost seemed like he could compete in strongman judging from his size. 

He had short, stubby black hair and a handsome face, but his massive muscles were the main attraction as any girl would probably fall for him. 

As soon as I saw the tall man, I got a whip to the face, which made my face crumple in anger as I didn't want him to ruin my face… 

I turned my head back around while showing just a slight reaction not to draw much attention. 

Bridget smirked slightly at my reaction as she instantly knew I was faking it but still laughed at how bad it was. 

"Hey, don't aim for the face. She's top-tier merchandise, and I already contacted the big man to reserve a meeting as this batch is pretty good," One of the original slave traders said. 

"She needs to know her place," The tall, dark-skinned man replies. 

"Then aim for somewhere else but don't whip too hard. We don't want any scars," 

"I know, I know, I already heard you," 

Big man? The king, maybe? 

As we continued to walk through the dark alleyway, many men walked up to the original slave trader who brought us here, trying to pitch an offer for some of us, but he immediately shot them down. 

The number of scowls and glares he got was hilarious as most of them were trying to buy me, my maids, and some of the more beautiful elves. 

I could barely hold in my laughter every time a man stormed off and glared at us… of course, I received a few whiplashes to the back because of it. 

Bridget was just confused about how I could take so many whips and still look all cheerful and confident. 

"Come on! Come on! Move it!" A man says as soon as he comes out the entrance of what seemed to be a massive theatre. 

He proceeded to whip the ground every time somebody stumbled over their chains, scaring some of the other slaves except for my maids, and Bridget who still had a powerful and serious aura. 

CRACK CRACK CRACK 

Some of the slave traders beat our feet with whips as we made our way into the grand theatre with a massive stage. 

This is probably so we don't even think of escaping... right? 

There were already a few high-quality human slaves up there who seemed completely broken. Their eye was like that of a dead fish and their heads hanged limply as if they had died standing up. 

"Yes, yes… Okay… Yes, sir," I hear the same slave trader who brought us here say, and when I turned my head, I saw him talking into what seemed to be a glowing stone. 

What the hell is that?

"Yes… Yes, sir, I will do it immediately," The man says before stashing the rock away in his pocket. 

Suddenly he pulled out a knife that he hung on his belt and made his way over to an elven slave who almost seemed to look down on him. 

SHING 

He cut the throat of the elf, causing everybody around me to drop their jaws in shock. Even the other slave traders ran up to him and began to question him, but with just a few words, he shut them up immediately. 

"This is the big bosses orders,"

The other slaves, who were only slightly frightened, began to fear him as he began to slice select elves before moving to the back of the line. 

I see… so that's why. 

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There was one thing all the slain slaves had in common... They weren't as beautiful as the rest. Don't get me wrong, they were still gorgeous, but I guess they didn't meet the standard the "Big Boss" wanted. 

After a few more minutes, there were only nine of us left. Two humans, me and my maids, and finally, three elves who were definitely more beautiful than me. 

"Okay, that should be it…." The man says, wiping the blood from his blade with a piece of black cloth. 

Soon, some onlookers carried out the corpses and washed the blood off the carpet floor as we made our way up the stage where the almost lifeless girls stood there. 

"Wanna escape now," I whisper to Bridget as soon as I saw the slave traders walk off the stage with their flimsy metal whips. 

Bridget shoots me one more glare before standing straight up and gathering information with her eyes. 

I see… so she is already gathering information… Maybe she is trying to find the slave traders who already knew her before being sold off? 

Suddenly a loud ringing sound resounded through the theatre, which made me slightly flinch in pain as I had godly senses on. 

And if I didn't have them on, then I wouldn't be able to see with my eyes closed. 

"Ladies and gentleman!" A loud voice says as if it was spoken through a microphone. 

The voice echoed through the room as soon as hundreds of men and women with animal masks flooded into the room, taking the closest seats. 

Some were even shoving each other out of the way, and brawls had erupted everywhere throughout the theatre. 

"5… 4… 3… 2… 1… Done!" 

As soon as the voice was done speaking, most people who couldn't get a seat got up, fixed their clothes, and walked out the exit. 

But some, on the other hand, stood their ground and still tried to fight with others who had obtained a seat. 

"Hey, all of you who are still fighting…." I hear the same voice from before, but matched with it was somebody floating down from the ceiling. 

He had long black hair which reached his waist and a charming face that looked like some of those Korean stars that I saw on television. His clothes were like Kumo's, baggy and long, fitting for a magician. 

『Status』

[Name: Lan]

[Race: Human]

[Status: Angry]

[Level: 382]

[HP: 500/500  MP: 500/500  SP: 300/300]

[Strength: 100]

[Defense: 100]

[Magic: 300]

[Speed: 100]

[Luck: 1]

[Charisma: 50]

[Skills: [Greater Magicians Body Enhancement] [Wind Magic] [Water Magic] [Fire Magic] [Earth Magic] [Greater Magicians Enhanced Senses] [Grand Seal] [Magic Barrier Creation: Tier 4] [Assimilation] [Medicine Production] [Poison Production] [Healing Magic] [Abyss Magic] [Levitation]

[Equipment: [Grand Mages Robes]

[Titles: [Hard Worker] [Heartless] 

…

Holy shit… It seems I've met you far earlier than anticipated. 

The man floated down with a smile that held back a menacing aura, causing a shiver to run down the spine of everybody present… except for me, of course. 

A slight smile appeared on my face as the magician floated above the seats. And with just a slight change in aura, everybody who tried to steal seats from other participants scampered out of the theatre with their tails between their legs. 

I could barely hold in the snicker that streaked across my face. 

"Okay, we will now hold the 999th Uxtan Grand Slave Auction!" Lan shouted into a glowing white stone which most likely was similar to a microphone. 

"As you can see, we already placed the bracelets on them so they can not escape, and their statues and titles have already been changed as well, so… Please enjoy yourselves and get yourself one of the highest quality slaves in the entire kingdom right here!" Lan shouts. 

Changed my status and title? 

"Wait, what the hell is this?" I mutter to myself as soon as I opened my status.

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