Helper teacher of magic girls' school

Subsequently, in the labyrinth, the promised one living 'Minotaur', with a large axe and waist roll, was not the same as those who earlier won the Skeleton Warrior (Skeleton Warrior), but the 'Black Wizards' won the bid.

This time at dawn, when they have created a dark labyrinth full of concern, they will place the winning bid 'Products' here.

When the Skeleton Warrior (Skeleton Warrior) and Minotaur bids are over, they are followed by one of the products entered this time, the problem...... no. One of the products under discussion is finally available.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for waiting. Come on, the next item is entry number 11, Virgin of Steel (Iron Maiden) Immortal Specifications (Undead Version)! In the first place, you know the Iron Virgin (Iron Maiden), a specialty of torture tools that tickle your hobby."

Berta laughs joyfully like a prank.

Hobbies of abuse...

Maybe she's a hobby, too.

"Pushing a frightening prisoner inside! Shut the door ruthlessly with a cold flick of your opponent's eyes! And a pitiful disconnected demon scream that sounds the moment it closes! Oh, no!

Suspiciously illuminated by a giant demon guide lamp, Berta gets bored with a trance look as she licks her lips with her long tongue.

The appearance made me feel luscious by the time I was unusual.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

And the visitors of the venue cried out, and some of them even drowned in covetousness.

"It's a bad taste..."

Amon, hearing Berta's words, muttered with a faceless look.

"Is it that much fun to have someone who can't resist? I feel delighted to defeat my mighty opponent from the front..."

Did you hear Ammon talking to himself like that, Berta throws a slight glance at Ammon?

"Ugh! Excuse me. So this product is so delicious that I, Berta, personally want it. Then let's go back to the explanation. This steel virgin immortality specification strengthens the iron virgin with more robust steel and curses (enchants) against physical magic, so any robust and powerful opponent..."

Thank you!

For a moment, the sound of someone swallowing spit echoed in the quiet venue.

"You'll never get away with it! And the sharp thorns planted inside relentlessly pierce the entire body of the target! In addition, this is where this product is excellent from!

Berta fists the desk in front of her Don! I slapped him.

"If you chant the curse the moment your opponent dies, you will be immortal (undead) loyal to you! Ho, ho, ho!

Berta's gaze with an awesome look is totally directed at Amon.

"Come on, how about that? This minimum bid is * starting from 5,000 gold coins. Please use 500 gold coins for up again. Now start bidding!

* 5,000 gold coins = about 50 million yen, right?

"5,000 gold coins!

Paddled loudly were the necromancers wrapped in a distinctive coat (robe) stained with white and white colour.

It would be an ideal product for them to use evil magic to conjure up the logic (proverb) of life and, as a result, follow a large number of immortals (undead).

Besides, they must have bought it and tried to make a large quantity of the same product as a prototype.

"Wait! 6,000 gold coins!

It was the demonic merchants who competed earlier during the Orihalcon bid who shouted and paddled.

"6,500 gold coins!

Further bids will come from Skeleton Warrior (Skeleton Warrior) and the Black Wizards who won the Minotaur.

"7,000 gold coins!

"8,000 gold coins!

"10,000 gold coins!

When there are many bidders and they are obsessed with the products listed, the bid price goes up immediately in this way.

"Ugh, Asmos. Aren't you going to ask Master Lundell for permission to bid?

Moral asks Asmodeus, who stares at him as if he were shining, under his pseudonym.

"Dear Moral, I'm not kidding! What fun it is to be an ugly immortal (undead) after purposefully skewering a beautiful woman." Flowers are beautiful, gentle, loving things. "

Unlike the way Amon sees it, Asmodeus also doesn't seem to be interested in the steel virgin (Iron Maiden) at all.

Out of excitement, calling Moral by his real name is troublesome...

It just seems that Mephistopheles disagrees among the remaining squire.

"When it comes to business alone, I can't say I'm not interested. You should make a lot of money reselling it."

Surely Mephistopheles is right.

With all these bidders, it can be said that there is a great demand.

Because the participating Demon merchants will be looking forward to it for resale purposes.

Among such squire, Lew was looking over the venue to try to capture the seller.

I don't think the successful bidder would care, but the seller of this product was more concerned.

Besides, there are only a few people who can make such products.

Fucking... he was there.

It hung a robust disguise on the magic wave (Aura), but it is still the seller's sex (Sasa).

With all this increase in bid prices, there was a slight fluctuation of joy.

"Again... na"

Lew whispered to Moral that he had found the seller of this product and who he was.

Meanwhile, a heated battle continued against the Steel Virgin (Iron Maiden) Immortal Specification (undead version).

I feel like I don't know the ceiling.

"13,000 gold coins!

"15,000 gold coins!

"17,000 gold coins!

But the disastrous wave of magic (aura) was emitting mightily from Berta that the settlement was going to be, and Lew accidentally laughed bitterly at the strength of that excess desire.

"Come on, we don't have enough for the price of this product yet! It's a rarely available delicacy!

"18,000 gold coins!

"19,000 gold coins!

As Berta thought, there is no stopping voices announcing bids.

But here the Necromancer fought to get out of glue.

"30,000 gold coins!

The Demon merchant, who heard the amount, sighed and clasped his shoulders.

It's a frightening look that you can't be dating.

At the same time, the 'Black Wizards' become silent.

Berta looks around the quiet venue.

"Come on, what's the bid!? Don't you have any more? Can I help you?

Guyne!

Set aside for a moment and yell at the same time as Berta hammers.

"Paddle number 98, Dear Daemon, bid on 30,000 gold coins!

Thus the Virgin of Steel (Iron Maiden) Immortal specs were won by a necromancer called Daemon.

There were people laughing at it.

He looks like an old man about 70 years old.

He wore a plain robe and sat in a discreet corner of the venue.

"That (...) is easy to replicate (copy) as long as you can understand the theory. If this keeps more and more immortals (undead), the land will also become more and more rotten as Thou thinks... Hihihi"

A mysterious man who laughs creepily with a squeaky voice.

But there were those who interrupted the evil whine.

"Ha, does that work? Nevillos."

"Hey, you..."

To my surprise, Nevillos' body as he tried to get up is tense and unable to speak.

The moment I found out it was the work of those who spoke from behind, a fear like no good pierced Nevillos' spine.