"Well, here it is..."
"That's more people in and out than I thought..."
Ataru, who had come near the slave shop, was a little surprised to see the store.
It seemed right that the Atals had been dressed, and there was a way in the high-format atmosphere that people who seemed to have money were thoughtfully looking to buy slaves.
"... well, I can't help thinking about it. Let's go in."
"Ha, ha!
Caro also rushes to follow it as Atal moves forward, even though he is about to be indulged in the atmosphere for a moment.
As originally planned, Balkias and Ifria are also accompanied.
"Sir, are you sure you want to be accompanied?
Of course, on both sides of the entrance stands employees in good suits in Gatai for security, where the Atals can be stopped once and for all.
"Oh, she and these guys are all my people. Is there a problem?
Atal, who considered it better to be prestigious, returned the question a little vigorously.
"No, just checking. But there is a bit of a caveat to convey. In the store, customers are carefully advised to guide us. However, in case it seems to bother other customers, please forgive me as I will do everything in my power"
Male employees of a slender race taller than Atal were smiling with Nico, but not laughing behind his eyes and pointing a sharp gaze at Atal.
"Well, I'll keep that in mind for the liver. So, can we come in?
"Of course it is. Enjoy your stay and the guide will speak up."
The employee who answered Atar's question respectfully bows his head and urges him to go back with a long hand.
"Oh, thank you"
"Oh, thank you. Thank you!
They thank their employees and go back, and Balkias and Ifria follow them without showing any interest in him.
Moving on, as I was told at the entrance, the guide's slaver calls out.
"Sir, are you sure you want to buy slaves today?
With a low back and polite tone, he was in a tuxedo and a dog beast with a low back.
It also looks worthwhile to look at the attire and standing behavior of the Atals.
"Oh, I wish I had a good slave."
I didn't mean to buy it, but it was based on the decision that if I had replied this way, the slave traders wouldn't be treated in an evil way either.
"Of course it is. Unlike others, we are a first-class product when it comes to assortment!
Caro reacts to the word "assorted products" for a moment.
She had lived as a slave all her life, from childhood until she met Atal, so she felt hard that slaves would be treated as objects.
"I'm sorry, can we talk about this on foot? Or do we need to hear an explanation here?
Noticing Caro's change, Atal rushes the slaver with a slightly grumpy voice in an attempt to change the story.
"Oh, excuse me for this. I'll show you."
The slaver, anxious to see if he was in a bad mood for Atal's sharp words, starts guiding him in a panic.
(Oh, thank you very much)
Caro thanked Atal with a small voice and Atal smiled back gently.
From there, the introduction of the products by the slave traders begins.
Each of the slaves is arranged in a beautiful room over the fence by selling point and gender, dressed in a simple piece of cloth.
A male slave of the Dragon Man's high combat ability. Scales cover the musculoskeletal, supple body.
Adorable young female slave of cat beast man. He twists his body to appeal to his cuteness and winks adorably from time to time.
A male slave with a rare rocky body, the Rock People. Quiet enough to look like just a rock when you're still.
Dwarf slaves. This one was for both men and women. She has hair that has a slightly smaller body than the people.
The slave trader forcefully tells the attals that the slaves in his shop are first-class, as he said at the beginning.
"How about that? Was there a slave you cared about so far?
"Um, yeah. How's Caro?
Atal, told by a slaver, talks straight to Caro.
Caro was so silent that Atal spoke out to avoid becoming unnatural.
"Right...... hmm I might want to see a rare slave. It was rare for a rock tribe like you just did, but isn't anyone cuter and rarer like this?
Not only is it uncommon but it's cute, I'll guess Caro as he twists there.
The reason I gave this condition was because I was thinking of drawing on the fairy story that is being caught.
"It's rare, it's cute, is it..."
So, the slave traders think about it.
I have been able to fulfill various orders of customers in the course of selling many slaves before.
I was circling his head wondering how I could hold up the hopes of the Atals.
"- May I have a moment? We'll check with the superiors."
"Oh, I'm fine. Let's sit on that bench and wait."
The slave traders went somewhere early enough to suppress the bright sales talks until then and make sure the Atals sat on a bench set up to allow guests to rest.
"Well, the schematics as far as I could see got to my head. And I also found out what a slave looks like. And then how do you react to Caro's camouflage earlier..."
"Ha, I hope you find..."
Instead, they are looking around and talking in a voice of such magnitude that they can't hear anything else.
It just looks like beautiful men and beautiful women indulge in slavery from the beginning.
Ifria and Balkias sat quietly at their feet to see if there were any suspicious signs.
It was a harvest to figure out what was going on inside, even to some extent, although there might be management space behind it and other storage space.
I'm still trying to give you the accuracy of the map in my head to the extent that I can make up for it otherwise imaginatively.
"Oh, thank you for waiting!
That being the case, an earlier slaver came back out of breath.