The next morning, after six appraisals, I dragged my naughty body up and headed to the dining room.
My sister, who apparently was already up early there, was ready for breakfast.
"Ah, good morning. Brother."
"Yeah, good morning......"
Stick to the prepared bread with your sleeping eyes.
There were some Rhina sisters in the dining room, but when I looked at Ayna, she was carrying boiled eggs flat into her mouth, as if nothing had happened. I even have conversations with my sister about "this jam is delicious," "thank you, I boiled it with juice from another fruit in the toe's fruit," and even with Wagya.
It's a great thing that my familiar sister is unraveling, but I suspect that yesterday was a dream by accident.
When I shifted my gaze to Mr. Rhina, he was apparently not dreaming, as he was somehow distracted by an awkwardness and unnaturally turned diagonally to crunch the bread.
I sent my sister to school feeling a little awkward, and the three of us went to the slave market.
Taking over the boarding carriage and being guided by Mr. Rhina, the destination is outside the commercial district. It was a bit dim along the city walls.
Apparently there's an elf slave competition going on here every morning, but are elf slaves that much to supply?
Because of the long life span, I wonder if my husband will die and be resold?
Well, anyway, you'll see if you go.
Register for bidding at the entrance and pay 1000 Astres per person for a wooden plaque with numbers on it. They can put this up and scream the amount and bid. By the way, apart from the winning bid price, they're going to add half a million astr in collar cost per person (said to be per capita but definitely per capita).
It would also have been on Lynne's neck. By the way, if you take it off a dead slave and bring it in, they'll refund you 450,000 astols. Thinking about how to remove the collar that won't come off the key, it gets thinner.
The venue for the competition is like a small theatre, a mechanism for bidding on slaves who come out on stage in turn. They're going to have 11 people on the market today, but they're going to bump into the production instead of looking ahead of time or something.
Sitting in a guest seat for a while, my sister reaches out and grabs my hand. I guess I don't like the air somehow. There are a few customers besides us, and they're all crazy people.
By the way, I advised my sister to wait outside with Rhina, but she followed me by example. I think I need to do something about it, but I think the cause of this is on me, so it's hard to say.
After a while a man appeared on the sleeve of the stage and the competition began after a short greeting.
On stage, whip with one hand. A man with a chain in his other hand appears pulling a naked girl. They say the product number is the best.
The girl is about 12-3 years old, and her long ears have golden hair from an elf in this world. It was a feature of the same mountain elf as Lynne.
The girl has no scratches she has seen, she has beautiful white skin, and she is not extremely skinny. Rather, Lynne looked much worse when we first met.
I think about it so much that I realize it's like I'm making product rules, and I'm freaked out. I should have just seen girls naked around that age and been so upset that I couldn't face it properly...... Is it being hit by the air on the field?
... A little fat man who was nearby was hacked by a voice saying '500,000', and when he saw the stage, the MC man said 'Yes, it's a better buy at the Radgan mine', and the girl is pulled to the stage sleeve without screaming or resisting, without expression.
It was too pale and I didn't think it was a very people-selling crime scene.
A second similar child is brought in, and the same man buys it up.
The third slightly taller kid seems to have managed to buy it by a farm guy.
Pale, the deal goes on mechanically at a pace of about a minute per person. There will be no competition at the price, and everyone will be bid for 1 million Astras including the collar cost, feeling like the winner of the one who spoke up first.
Does it feel like I should buy the next one without any sense of competing because it's all the same?
When I finally had a little room to spare and looked around, I saw my sister with a blue face and her spicy moisturizing eyes and Rhina watching the stage without even trying to hide her grumpy look.
Yeah, I'm here, too. I have to serve my purpose.
My appraisal ability is exhausted when I use it six times, so I can use it practically five times. I want to keep it just in case, so I can only use it four times. Try activating the appraisal on the fourth girl.
No. 4236 Elf, one year old Skill: None Status: Normal Status: Slave
... what?
While it solidifies to surprise, the girl is bid by the man in the mine.
I think it was a mistake and activate the appraisal on the fifth person as well.
No. 4237 Elf, one year old Skill: None Status: Normal Status: Slave
There's just one more number at the name place, and the others are exactly the same. What is this? It's not an industrial product.
And more importantly, it's odd that I'm one year old. Every child looks around 12-3 years old. Even if the way the elves and the human years are different, there won't be a year old.
But when I appraised the sixth, the number just flew one with 4239, and the others were exactly the same.
I wonder if it's an abnormality of ability, and the fourth appraisal will be activated by a little fat guy nearby.
Gonau Human, 43. Skill: Accounting LV1 Status: Usual Status: Radgan Mine Manager
Yeah, it's normal. So, really, are all those elf girls a year old?
While I was thinking about it, the competition ended up moving on to the 11th. It seemed like four people from the mine, mainly small children, three children from the farm with relatively large bodies, and then two chambers of commerce somewhere and two slave traders who had no bid took over for 400,000.
"... Yoichi Hall. I've been kept quiet for a long time, are you sure?
"Oh yeah. Because it's like looking down today. Let's go home."
Take a seat by deceiving Mr. Rhina into his doubts.
He takes his sister's hand and makes her stand, still feeling ill and blue-faced, leaving the venue behind. This isn't a tension to go for dinner or shopping......
On my way home with my sister holding my hand, I spin my thoughts.
The truth is I was going to look for some buddies today tomorrow, rendezvous with Lynne and go back to the forest stronghold, and then be based in the forest all the time.
But I have to revisit my plans. First of all, I need to see Lynne and listen to her...
Eventually, I would spend the day at home and the next day I would go to the woods with Rhina...
6 December 418 Continental Calendar
0.001% progress towards continental reunification at the moment (based in the village of Lynne's hometown)
Asset holdings 15,199,9400 Ast (-4,000)
Subordinated Lynne: Elf's Bow Rhina: Adventurer