Next morning.
At the end of breakfast, head to the slave trader with a quick guide to Geel.
Although the system was in place, some slaves grew up in less environmentally friendly places, so Arshna took the form of a voicemail. Initially he said selfishly that he would follow, but as soon as Geel eared something, he blued his face and went back to the room.
"Lord Atal, I got it. This is the slave shop."
The exterior is tidy, plainly decorated with signs with slave traders. Seeing people in the city and not seeing how they dislike this store stained me that yesterday's Geel story was a common one.
"Thanks. I'll try the rest on my own. Tell Grayne and Arshna they were thankful too."
"I understand. I'll see you when I get a chance."
After finishing his assignment, Geir returned to the Lords' Hall to give a deep salute to convey the words he had received.
"Well, I hope you have a good slave... it feels weird to be a good slave"
Atal, who has been dropping that back off for a while, walks into the store, whining about it.
"Hmm? Oh, you're a customer. Welcome, I'm a buzz who owns this store. We deal with slaves of all races, young and old, for all purposes!
I'm a big hungry, slightly shorter man wiping his sweat and calling out to my atal. The shopkeeper's man, who screwed up fast as he came to, looks like he's in pretty good business.
"Oh, I've never been to a store like this before, but can you explain the flow?
The man named Buzz talks as he values his atar. I guessed Atal, who kept from looking at that gaze, was probably a big money moving business for some of the slaves as well.
"Absolutely, we will first hear your request. It's like appearance, race, age, purpose, etc. Having heard that, I will introduce you to a slave who is suitable for your request on my part. As we know in several rooms by request, we will confirm the slaves there and consult with the price, condition, etc. if anyone likes them, and if the amount is satisfactory to the payment, it will take the form of a contract of slavery."
Buzz even said a line he would have explained many times before.
"Well...... you better look good, I don't know what the race is but other than people seem interesting. Because I was 20 years old or there... below that, please. The purpose is to accompany you on your journey. If I were to impose another condition, I'd prefer the one with a strong mouth."
As soon as Buzz notes Atal's terms, he goes out with the list. It seemed like several candidates were already on my mind.
"... I understand. Now let me show you quickly."
His guide, the first room he was taken into, was dressed in beautiful clothes, and there were well-dressed female slaves. Each of them in the cage is sitting in a chair, smiling and seeing about Atal. The race had many people, but some of them seemed to be beast-eared beastmen. At first glance it was like I could feel that I treated Atal differently from the slaves I had imagined.
"They are the sons of fallen aristocrats and things that look good. Rest assured that even when it comes to nobility, we plant it so that we can take care of ourselves around us"
Atal looks at the buzz in turn one by one as he listens to it, but they didn't have anything to pin on to send a glance somewhere.
"Um, are there others?
"Oh, I didn't mind this one. Then let's move on."
Buzz, who saw Atal, a young man, was trampled on that he would choose a well-dressed woman but was unexpected, so he leads her to the next room with an unexpected look.
"This one has a warrior type. On the right is the woman, and on the left is the man. Men like that can be a rare dragon clan."
Slaves of men who stand on their feet have sharp gaze and look like warriors or bandits. Women's slaves ranged from the big ones to the small but neat muscle ones.
Among them was the power of Buzz to tell that the Dragon Nation was also strong at a glance. I can tell that you're used to trying this out because you don't even have a particular care in your atal gaze.
"Hmm, it's not bad..."
Ataru still appeared to be pinned here. Because if you're a warrior, you thought some might not like the way you fight. I would definitely avoid doing so because it would be life-threatening to do so on the battlefield.
"If you're not here, you'll be in the next room... I don't really recommend this one"
The next room I was shown had a different atmosphere than the two previous rooms. Obviously, it's not hygienically good, because a lot of people looked at this one with a slightly thin, dirty environment with no strength.
"This one will be an incurable injury or curse at the time you come to us. Of course, we have meals and other things that are no different from those of other healthy people… this one, to be honest, is close to philanthropy"
Sometimes these people come around in relation to working with permission from the state, and they said it was desirable to accept them without saying no. Buzz didn't seem to really appreciate it commercially when it came to these people.
"Right..."
Listening to Buzz, we look in turn at those in the cage. Was it uncommon for a young man like Atal to come and see it so far, he seemed a little resistant to being seen?
"... what about this kid?
Atal points to the beast man in the deepest part and asks questions. She was frightened when she was named.
"Oh, she's an animal man's child, but she seems to have been a discarder, and she's been in a bad environment before. There's a burn on his face, he's got a missing ear, and he doesn't know what kind of beast he is... he might not last that long."
Atal felt intuitive that he should be this beast man. At the same time, he complained that there was something about the power of the eye that God had given him.
"How much?
"Huh?"
Buzz makes a dumb voice for abrupt atal questions. I didn't think I was going to choose this beast man's son, because he poked me in the eye.
"I want to buy this kid, how much?
Atal asking the question again, where Buzz finally understood the situation.
"This, are you buying this guy? You know, the price will be cheaper, but my ears and eyes are missing, and my right hand tendon is cut and I can't move..."
"Oh, so how much?
No matter how bad the conditions were arranged, Atar's idea of believing in the power of his own eyes remained unchanged.
"Well, that would be one gold coin, including the price of outdoor clothing."
This price of one gold coin was the lowest among slaves, and it was no exaggeration to say that the price of clothing accounted for many.
"Yasu! I bought it! Is this it?
All the gold I received from my lord was gold coins, so Atar, who was originally going to buy it, takes out the gold coins instantly.
"Yes, no, the price is fine with that, of course, but there are paperwork and other procedures, so please go to the office. Hey, get that kid ready."
Speaking to the servant man who was coming next to Buzz at some point, he unlocks the key and tries to take the run-down Beastman son. But the kid seemed to have difficulty moving as he talked, and he walked like a walker. The chosen beast man's child was taken with an anxious look such as not knowing how he had been chosen.
"When you're ready, we'll bring you to the office, so until then, we'll explain the administrative procedures and precautions. Right here."
It was a buzz that still seemed somewhat confusing now, but there was also joy that one person I cared about was going to be bought, and I hurried ahead to try to sign the contract before he changed his mind.