Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

The cold winter marked the end of the season with warm winds.

I am coming with Pallis to the Imperial City today. Over the past few months, Pallis and I have often taken an imperial stroll on holidays. The reason is to make shopping and pallis remember to cook. I have taken Pallis to a store where I have so far found it delicious to eat and make her remember the flavor.

Pallis is showing off to the human form in my junction, but it was hard at first. Anyway, all I can say is "gummy." Naturally I get it, but not the others. I've always been the interpreter, but lately, I've finally been able to speak humanities.

The humanities teacher was a gong, and the way he taught it well, coupled with Pallis' enthusiasm to study, mastered the humanities amazingly fast. Nowadays, he asks cooks over the counter how to make that dish, how to put knives in it, seasoning, and so on, and raises his cooking arm even more. People at the store often think of me as a gourmet girl who likes to cook, and in the meantime, the general at the street.

"Young lady, you can eat, but you're a little thin"

I've been told, and I've smiled bitterly. Gong said Pallis seems to be quite a pretty girl, but he is no small dragon and his body remains in the same slump shape. If she's such a beautiful girl, I'm also thinking about letting Gong teach her humanization.

I finish shopping within the Imperial City and throw more and more into infinite storage. When we go, we buy a lot of adults, so the people in the store treat us favourably to the percentages. In addition, ingredients and the like are becoming somewhat deeply bonded with the store's parent in order for Pallis and Gong to have artisanal level eyesight. I don't know because I'm talking about it quite professionally.

Shopping prolonged, past noon. I happen to have a hotel nearby that looks fancy, so I decide to dine in a restaurant there. Going down to an underground restaurant looks like a day off with raw hatred. But it's noisy inside. I thought I was definitely doing it at the party, so I met an unexpected person there. Oh, my God, Akima, the general of Yukon "Miraya".

"Oh Linos, long time no see! What the hell are you doing?

"Lady, it's been a long time. No, I've been thinking about having lunch, but it sounds like you're off. What did the general do here?

"You've made up your mind! It's a slave city!

This place, which is usually used as a restaurant, has become a slave city venue this time. Akima says she often faces such a slave city because of the store's rookie excavations. This time he also got a few diamond crude stones and came out for the procedure.

"It's over now, and all you have to do is be a criminal slave."

Criminal slaves... people who have sinned and fallen into slavery. Basically, a petty crime doesn't make you fall into slavery. It's about people who have committed felonies and have to live almost their entire lives as slaves. For the most part, men are often bought as mines and soldiers, while women are often bought as playwomen. However, the environment is often poor and harsh, and the probability of death within a decade exceeds 90%, he said. Let me tell you, he's in enough condition to extend his time to death a little.

"Basically, I don't have a Loc! But occasionally, some girls are syndicated to their parents' crimes and fall into criminal slavery. Because of this, take a look! Maybe there's a dig!

Akima is forced to take my arm and go inside the room.

It's dim in the room and on the other hand, it's pretty bright because the lights are on top of the stage. After a while, the MC man appears.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for waiting. Then we will begin the criminal slave trade. This is the last time the city will be here."

"Linos, if you have a good one, you shouldn't buy it! Raise that white bill and say what you want. Talk to the contents of your wallet and buy it."

Apparently, it's an auction method. Talking to Akima, there are some formidable men lined up on stage.

"Human Man - 25, Cat Beast Man - 19, Human Man - 18, Human Man as well - 18! We start with 5000G!

Moderators will shout out and introduce the product. White bills rise, "6000G!", "7000G! ♪ And my voice flies ♪ In some cases, only one slave was put together to be sold. If the person wishing to buy doesn't show up at the start value, the value goes down and down. The lowest bid price seems to be set at 1000G, and if the bill still didn't go up, the slave would have been unloaded from the stage. It brings back bad memories of me.

"What happens to slaves who were not awarded a bid?

"Mm-hmm. Sometimes it goes out to the next city, but most of the time it gets disposed of by the organizers."

I knew it. If Elsa hadn't won the bid, my life would be over by now. I thank Master Elsa in my heart now.

"Now it will be the last product. Sheep Beast Woman - 16 Years Old! Starting at 3000G"

A crusty, curly shaped tuna grows over my head. The hair is silver and has a natural perm like wool. If you look closely, your face is neat and you're a pretty girl. The line of the body is also visible because it is only hidden with a cloth the chest and hips. There's something like sheep's hair growing on both arms and feet, but breasts are big there, too, an even body. Beautiful enough to think that models can do it, too.

But the bills don't go up. It would seem fine for Akima to serve as a playgirl in the store, but Akima is just creasing between her eyebrows and there is no sign of raising the bill. Slaves on the stage lay face down because they couldn't stand the gaze of their guests. But the man who seemed to be holding back behind him is grabbing his head and forcing him to look up.

"Anyone? She is an authentic biological daughter. How about that? So, at 2500G?

The value keeps dropping. Ask Akima if she won't win the bid.

"That kid is beautiful, but you can't. That's what Atashi says. You can't buy that one!

With that in mind, I'll try to appraise my sheep daughter.

Mairias (Slave Sage - 16 years old) LV36

HP: 91

MP: 145

Alchemy LV3

Blacksmith LV3

Pharmacist LV3

MP Recovery LV2

Correctional LV3

Curse LV3

I'm embarrassed.

Curse LV3... abominable from the average person. Extremely abhorrent, especially from the good.

Self-indulgence... overall loss of skills.

Skillful! What is this sheep woman?? A wise man... I often end up with unexpected skill levels.

"We offer discounts from the seller side up to 500G! Don't you have one? Don't you have one?

I was raising bills by accident.

Several soldiers came in from behind, as if they had anticipated that.

"Disband this slave city! I forbid any future slave city in this imperial capital! Dismissed ASAP!!

... what the hell happens??