Tilea’s Worries

We're going into the auction venue again.

Now that I don't have an introduction to Slaver Sleg, I have to pay a participation fee.

It is two million gold each. If you don't have the luxury, you can live for a year. In common people, I can't get it out. It's just the Bourgeoisies in there.

Get Ol to pay for it and go inside.

It's the same heat inside.

Lovely old men, wansa nasty. The old men are bickering and relaxing. It wraps around luxury clothes, but its sexual roots are ugly.

The gold-lending Bozen also sits doggedly in a chair and looks as great as a king. Occasionally, a humble laugh touches Kang. I'm sure you're thinking about after winning that gray-haired girl.

But that's not wholesale by the inquisitors. I'm the girl, and Ol's gonna win the bid, to be exact!

View the venue's column clock. The auction is about to resume soon. More and more members of the auction have stopped their private language and watched the stage.

All right, here's the real deal. Retreat the mighty of Haiqian Mountain Thousand and control the auction.

I moved to table 64, my entry number, and sat in the chair I was installing.

The venue is filled with fewer than a hundred members. Inside are the good negotiators, the unthreaded on gold, the intimidators, the various villains.

I don't know how much Edim you're bringing, but if you get alarmed, they might strip you of your wrap and make you a bag. Sometimes even vampires shrug their feet if they are strong human opponents, as you can see in the battle against the devil. A flash of space will kill you.

"Ol, Edim, this is enemy territory. Keep your head down and we'll do it."

"Dear Tyrea, this is not an enemy land. Me, it's the garden of Division II!

Ol rides himself out of Edim's shoulder and says so.

Phew, this guy puts on such a strong line as he hurts his leg and keeps it busted by a girl middle school student. Even in certain places, like the Dark City, such as the slave trade, that attitude remains unchanged.

Ol, I can't believe I can say that much with your fighting power... I've respected that unfounded confidence already.

"Ol, I see this is your garden. So, are your legs okay now?

"Ha, I'm ashamed to finally breathe. We are currently repairing the interior of a rattled foot"

"Yes, it's being repaired. Then why don't you run for a while?"

"Gi, Your Will"

Sometimes, this guy can't escape on his own. I need Edim to take good care of me.

"Edim, I asked for an ol'."

"Ha, I'll take care of it. After hearing that Master Ortizio would be accompanied, I was prepared. Trying to hold some luggage, it doesn't interfere with the mission"

"Become!? Edim, you said I was your luggage!

"Right. Different?

"Ki, you!

Ol and Edim trying to have a combination fight on their buns.

You guys are clever imitations.

"Stop fighting."

"But Edim was so disrespectful and arrogant..."

"That line, I'll give it back exactly as it is"

"Both of you, just stop. Or can't you do me a favor?

"" Yes, no, not really. And I understand, Dear Tyrea ""

Two strangely dripping like this......

Damn, I'm considerate ahead. Now is not the time to fight. Even though it is important to be united.

Still, how long have these two been so close? It's like watching some cat and mouse cartoon. When I went on a ghost crusade, I felt like I was so intent on it.

Well, no. Now I get through the auction. That's what matters most.

"Ol, I think Edim's family told you, how much cash did you bring?

Five hundred sheets of platinum.

"O, five hundred!?"

"Also, I'm sorry. It's not enough, is it? Just add some extra money."

"No, fine. That's enough."

He's the same guy with a strange sense of money.

Five hundred sheets of platinum... about a billion gold. I was in a hurry then too, so I forgot to tell you how much I want you to bring.

A peek into the bag that Orr had put out of his nostalgia contained platinum coins jarring.

Yeah, really bring a billion gold. Shit.

Don't use it so much - no, wait. It's an auction, so I don't know what it is. Even if you don't use it, it won't hurt to have it with insurance about that.

All right, for now, the military funds are off.

Next thing you know, you have to take Ol's word on buying a slave and hiring him as a maid.

"Ol, don't you want a blah maid?

"Is it a maid? No, I'd rather have a combatant. My second division, even if it is, is forced to lose its fighting power. of the Demon King's Army prisoners, if possible."

Shit, even at a time like this, you're sick!

"Yeah, I've had enough fighters. Think carefully. You want a maid, don't you? It's up to me to want it. Tell me you want it!

I shake Ol's shoulder in disgust.

Hey, hey, if Ol doesn't shake my head vertically, this operation itself will be your grandfather.

"Ho, ho. Te, Dear Tyrea, I understand. I want a maid. So please forgive me. Ku, painful......"

"Oh, sorry, sorry. It's getting hot..."

Get your hands off the ol' right away.

I don't want to. Violence is strictly forbidden against feeble bodily olls. Instead of being a maid of honor, I was taking Ol to the underworld.

Anyway, I got Ol's permission. Now I can save the girl.

"Dear Tyrea, will you then collect the women slaves who are here for the maids?

"A levy... O, Ol, maybe you're asking Edim to force you to abduct the girls?

"No, it's a story that can only be forced or anything, if I order my men to collect it. Anyway, this is my garden."

"Ol, enough talking about the garden. I'm serious!

"Wow, I get it. So you choose rough things. Right. Some things of this magnitude, Edim, will suffice."

"Naturally. Unlike someone else, I'm not a fool who can't move on a mission."

"Edim, who's that saying?

"Come on, who is it? You can't walk on your own, and you won't be in the Evil Gods anymore."

"Jeez, he's superior. I don't get your protection. I will complete Lord Tyrea's mission!

When Orr gets off Edim's back, he tries to make a special attack on the venue stage as he pulls his legs.

You're gonna die? An armed mercenary is guarding the venue. I can't even rampaw. You're so weak, you can barely walk now!

"Ol, it's a stop. Just sit down."

"But..."

"Sit down!

"Ha, ha"

Let Ol sit in a chair. I really can't keep an eye on this guy.

"You know, I don't really want to use hard means."

The hand, for once, was thinking.

The last resort if you fail to win the auction, force Edim to free them. But if you do that, you will pluck a fight into the Dark Emperor. I want to avoid that risk.

"So you're going to the auction, right?

"Yeah, I'll race it off with the money. Ol, I'm sorry, but I need more money."

"I'll take care of it"

Ol's confident smile......

Are you sure you're all right? Looking away earlier, he was on a special attack on the stage.

Uh-huh, I'm still anxious, but I just have to rely on Ol's financial strength.

And I couldn't really work out the operation, but the auction resumed.

MC rises to the stage.

"Come on, thank you for waiting. Auction resumes."

The old men in the venue boil in the MC's voice.

All right, we're gonna win the gray-haired girl at any rate.

"Here, good news for our customers. Additional slaves were listed for this break. Here's another chance for a customer who couldn't win a slave. They are all first-class products. Sorry for the rush, but before the main event, I'd like to introduce you first."

When MC said so, a strong, macho man was revealed chained.

See the girl tied to that chain.

Oh, he was introduced to me by the slaver Sleg.

Really? In the end, you were auctioned...

Yeah, my eyes are a vain, desperate face of the world. This girl is also the one I was going to ask Orr to save after the auction.

"Hey, Ol. Don't you want that girl?

"Dear Tyrea, I have no hegemony to see. I don't think the maids of a flourishing Evil Army will be served in such a frail person"

"Huh - you're not weak"

I have Ol's pully trembling legs.

"Heh heh!

Ol screaming with his legs on. I'm holding my legs down and groaning.

"You know, I don't want you to tell me you're frail, do you? This is what happens to you as soon as you run."

"Te, Dear Tyrea, but..."

"Well, Ol buys it, and the final decision is Ol. My opinion is only helpful."

"No, there is no annihilation either! Lord Tyrea's feedback is absolute. Right. Yes, let's definitely buy that girl."

He still choroins and does what I ask of him. I have a lot to say, but I got Ol's approval anyway. Now I can save that girl.

On stage, the MC was starting to explain to rap.

"Jesse, daughter of a fallen aristocrat, a beautiful girl of dim fortune sold to her gamble-loving father. Of course it's not used. If it's the first thing, there's a sense of discipline."

Spectators nodding their tongues at the MC's explanation. He's always a jerk. I'll definitely win you a bid.

"Gentlemen, are you ready? Let's start the auction with three million gold."

"350!

"Four hundred!

"Four hundred and thirty!

"500!

"Five hundred and forty!

"Five hundred and forty came out of the thirteenth gentleman. Come on. Isn't there anything else?

The audience will stand up their fingers as they hang up and proclaim. It's like a fish race. Annoying. Hard to hear voices.

Well, that's why you're standing up with your voice and your fingers. I'll make sure I don't miss it too.

Six hundred!

I use my hands and declare six million gold.

But......

"Oh, sixty million out of the lady number 64!

"Buh!? lol, 60 million! No, I didn't mean..."

"Come on, is there anybody else? Without you, lady number 64 will win the bid."

Hey, why, why? Isn't that six million gold?

"Dear Tyrea, apparently I digit up for putting my hands out"

"Huh!? But how do you describe 'Six'?"

"Probably determined by the order in which you put your fingers up"

"Edim, you're familiar."

"No, I don't know it in depth because I've heard a little bit about it at school too"

I get stunned by the allegations from Edim.

I did it from the beginning. I suddenly spent 60 million dollars in gold.

In the end, no one raised their hands after that and won Jesse.

"O, ol, I'm sorry. I think I put on a lot of extra digits..."

"Ha, no problem"

No problem...... Probably, but that girl, I think she could have won the bid for around 10 million gold. I gave it six times more.

And yet you don't feel anything?

Ol, seriously, I'm going bankrupt with all my property contributions for me. Yeah, I have to weigh myself in on this, too. Let's not borrow money from Orr anymore. Ol will be ruined.

Well, I'm helping people this time, so I'll have my eyes closed just this time.

"Next, Dragon Man Daiso. That arm is tough, a great man for war mercenaries. What do you say, good muscles? A user-friendly soldier."

"Dear Tyrea, I don't know about the Demons, but they seem to have a lot of power. I like that face. What do you say?

"Well, that's a good face. I'm sure you'll live strong when you're a slave."

"Now let's win the bid, to the slaves of my Second Division -"

"What are you talking about? We need to take care of the money."

"Wow, I get it"

Yeah, the guy's fine. You don't have to release me. I'm sure you'll live strong. If you were an unreasonable husband, you'd chew it up with those proud fangs, I'm sure.

Then, a few male slaves went on, but they all went through. Ol wanted to buy some, though.

"Next, Rita the Werewolf Man. He is only a beast man and has power, while also showing his adorable appearance. You can use it as an escort, or you can hurt me. This is, of course, the first thing that preserved purity!

Now it's Rita, the Beast Daughter. I think she was originally a beautiful girl full of energy. And yet I'm not mad. Naturally. You're a slave now, aren't you? Yeah, I want to help this girl, too.

"Hey, Ol, that girl, okay?

"Ha, I understand"

Ol nodding like a pub dog.

Now compete carefully to make no mistake.

Results…….

He won the bid for Rita, the beast daughter, for fifteen million gold.

I gained momentum, and at that rate my village daughter Cammy, plus my cat daughter Rose, won the bid.

Shit, I could get through when I was a man slave, but women are tough. I'm going to win the girls endlessly.

Let's not do this anymore!

The gray-haired girl's bid is still withheld. We have to keep the funds warm.

But the MC will introduce you to the next beautiful girl. Everyone of them has circumstances that they can't talk about without tears. I can't abandon you very much.

I asked Ol for me as if I were one bad girl with clothes and jewelry after another. In contrast, Ol accepts with a smiley face without any hesitation.

Well, you've surpassed the vessel of a prettywomenman.

Because that's it...

Fallen aristocratic daughter Jesse, 60 million gold.

Wolf Beast Daughter Rita 15 Million Gold

Village girl, Cammy, eight million gold.

Cat Daughter Rose Thirty Million Gold

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In the end, I bought all the female slaves I've ever been out of.

The cost involved is well over "billions".

This is an area that already contributes more to religion than to the ol' guy or his mistress.

I thought I was a patriarch! I'm worried about Ol's future.

Hmm!? My peripheral gaze hurts. It's getting a lot of attention. Some of them are still staring at the momentum of killing.

Right! The new auctioneer who suddenly showed up won one slave girl after another. I think I bought a lot of them too.

This is likely to get attacked after the auction. I'm really glad you called Edim. I couldn't make it home safely without an escort.

And two of the guys who were letting themselves kill approached me. One wears flashy clothes with a fat heartbeat, bad taste. The other is Gali, who looks nervous.

"You, number 64, have been winning a pom-pom bid since earlier, but I'm sure you can really pay for it!

"That's right. If you're lying about winning the bid for Jesse I was after, I don't know."

The two of them came to complain.

"Do you want to kill me?

Edim has quickly set up a noisy language.

"Well, wait. That's a last resort. We have to talk about this first."

"Kill me, huh? You want me to know who we are!

Mm!? This is not a discussion?

The two who stuck around are still trying to pull out their swords.

Hey, don't. If you pull that out, seriously, it's war. I'm not stopping Edim, so you're the ones who get hit in a flash.

"Quiet, quiet, please. I will not tolerate a rambling mess at the auction venue!

That's what the MC man says to hasten the mercenaries. These are the soldiers hired by the face guard who keeps this district. Everyone looks like a thousand strong men.

The pair, complaining about how those strong mercenaries were, blued their faces and pulled back awesome.

"I'm afraid you understand. This auction is managed by the Dark Emperor, the leading event in the Evil district. Please be free of coarse phases."

You're out. All the "Dark Emperor" mafias flicker their existence. The effect is immense. Instantly restored silence.

"Pfft. The Dark Emperor..."

Edim laughs.

I agree. I laughed a little at that naming. But he's horrible. Let's be discreet here. I don't know where the Dark Emperor's hands are lurking.

"Edim, it's Shy, Shy"

I put a finger on my mouth and watch out.

"Ha. But the naming of the Dark Emperor, this is no more than an insult to Lord Tyrea. Aren't you allowed to see it as treason?

"E, Edim, what to say! Dear Tyrea, it's not, it's a misunderstanding. It's all around me, with the Dark Emperor."

"You guys, Sherlap!

Make Orr shut his mouth as he tries to talk about the "Dark Emperor".

Two illnesses in here! Anyway, "The Dark Emperor is one of my men, the garden! But you say," I won't let you. My mouth is a disaster. I have ears on the wall and eyes on my handicap.

My concern is that the MC will return to the stage and the auction will resume.

"That was a turbulent day. Come on, the auction is now the last dish. It's the main event of the day, the descendants of the Gulda tribe, the most beautiful girls of all time, today only."

When the MC said so in an exciting and chilling tone, a resilient man revealed himself chained.

Girl connected at the end of the chain......

Wow, I knew I could see it. What a beautiful girl. The audience also admires it.

"Heh heh, customers would have admired it unexpectedly. Look at that. The color of this hair, isn't it white and shiny everywhere? The skin is fine and the color of the eyes is beautiful and clear. Yes, I think you can see that all the parts are noble blood princesses. It would not be strange to dedicate it to the king of this country, Minister, if it were you. But I dared to present it as an eye-catching product for this auction."

The nasty MC's tongue, its realistic description, draws the audience in. This is going to catch the price.

"Now, let's start with the price of 20 million"

"Two thousand and five hundred!

"Three thousand!

"Four thousand!

"A hundred million!

Is Bozen here? When the other girls won the bid, they didn't put their main hips in, and they were pulling back lightly. That's for this main event, too.

He suddenly attacked me for "100 million".

"Come on, 100 million has been raised from the thirty-first gentleman. Is there anything else?

"200 million."

"Ooh!"

I call with two fingers up.

"Two hundred million! You guys must really be able to pay!

"Naturally, look!

Open the bag I got from Orr and show him luxurious platinum.

Goddamn audiences.

"Quiet, please be quiet. Not to mention, false declarations at auctions are punishable. It's not just a huge fine. Please note that you may also spend the rest of your life in a restaurant. We believe that no one among our customers commits such a risk. Well, let's get back to it. From 200 million, nothing else?

"Hey, 300 million."

"Unbeatable, 350,000"

"Come on, 400 million!

"Ooh!"

Another spectator. Looks like Bozen and I got a ride. Looks like all the other guests got off.

Bozen, no matter how hard you try. This one's richer than you, with Ol's young husband on it.

At present, the winning price is 400 million......

Raise it all at once and stab the stomach!

"500 million!

I call with five fingers up. That's Bozen, too, sounds flashy. Is his stature near the limit, too?

Hmm, then I might have heated up and done half a billion too much. Could I have carved it in 10 million units? You've used it so much, and the Dark Emperor, the torso, would be laughing.

"O, O, V..."

Bozen, I can't seem to call you. I guess the forehead around here is his limit.

All right, victory. Unexpectedly Gatspaws.

"Oh, I'm out! Billion in double pushes, today's highest record!

"Huh!? Why? I don't have any other calls."

"Dear Tyrea, extra pushing is possible even without other calls. In other words, Mr. Tyrea's behavior was twice the forehead."

Huh? Huh? Huh? Lies?

"Come on, isn't there anything else? You don't seem to. Then the award has been made to the lady number 64. Congratulations!

said he won the bid in billions of gold!

Whoa, whoa, I did it. Now I accidentally pushed twice as hard.

Billions...... In these days when prices are low, three generations lightly spent the amount they could play and live.

I just can't see Ol's face. I spent a billion dollars on it. Seriously, I did enough poka to have to be held by an ol' once or so.

Well, I won't let you hold me.

Anyway, let's get out here badly and apologize.

"Ah, Ol, Master Ol, heh ♪ I accidentally spent a billion dollars. can you pay?

"Dear Tyrea..."

"Yes, yes, what is it, Master Orr, say anything. I don't mind if you scold me for being stupid."

"Also, sorry! The funds I brought are not enough...... I will be back to get the funds as soon as possible. Let's go, Edim!

That's what Ol said, Edim busted me and left the venue behind.

Hehe, what do we do?

I was left alone at the venue. Ol, are you sure you can bring the funds? Exactly. If I was moving a lot of pom-pom money, my Ol' father would decide to stop it, too.

If that happens......

Come on, it's horrible.

If Orr doesn't come back like this, it's over. For plotting the Dark Emperor, I was put in a drum can and the bottom of the ocean is the guy!

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