The cold winter is over and we can feel the warm breeze.
Today I am here in the capital with Peris. For the past few months, I have been spending my holidays with Peris in the capital. The reason for this is for shopping and to help Peris learn how to cook. I take Peris to restaurants that I have enjoyed and let her learn their tastes.
I use my wards to make Peris look humanoid, but it was not easy at first. After all, he can only speak "gumomo". Naturally, I could understand it, but others could not. I was always the interpreter, but recently, I finally started to speak human language.
The teacher of the language is Gong, who is very good at teaching, and combined with Peris's eagerness to learn, he has mastered the language surprisingly fast. He now asks the cooks behind the counter how to prepare their dishes, how to put a knife in a knife, and what seasonings to use, further improving his culinary skills. She is often thought of as a girl who loves to cook and is a gourmand.
"Girl, it's fine to be a gourmand, but you need to lose so weight."
I laughed when he told that. According to Gon, Peris is quite a beautiful girl, but she is a small dragon, and her body is still as plump as ever. If she is such a beautiful girl, I am thinking of having Gon teach her humanization.
We finish our shopping in the capital, and throw more and more into the endless storage. The shopkeepers are friendly to us because we buy in large quantities. Also, since Peris and Gon have a craftsman's level of discernnt when it cos to ingredients, they are forming so kind of a close bond with the owner of the store. I don't know what they are talking about, but it's pretty technical.
The shopping trip drags on and it's past noon. There happens to be an upscale hotel nearby, so we decide to have dinner at its restaurant. I go downstairs to the basent restaurant, but unfortunately it seems to be closed today. However, it was noisy inside. I thought they were having a party, but then I t an unexpected person. It is Akima, the proprietress of the brothel "Milaya.
"Hey, Linos, it's been a while! What are you doing?
"It's been a while, ma'am. I ca here to have lunch, but it looks like you're closed. What are you doing here?
"Of course I am! It's a slave market!"
This place, which is usually used as a restaurant, is now the venue of a slave market. Akima often attends slave fairs like this one to find new employees for the restaurant. This ti, too, Akima got a few diamonds in the rough and went out for the formalities.
"Now that the big ones are done, all that's left are the criminal slaves.
Criminal slaves: People who have committed cris and fallen into slavery. Basically, minor cris do not make a person a slave. They are people who commit serious cris and have to live almost all their lives as slaves. Mostly, n are bought as miners or soldiers, and won are bought as prostitutes. However, the conditions are often harsh and harsh, and the probability of death within 10 years is over 90%. In other words, the ti of death sentence is slightly extended.
"Basically, there's no such thing as a loon! But sotis there are girls who sit on their parents' cris and fall into criminal slavery. Go ahead and take a look! Maybe there are so bargains to be had!"
Akima takes my arm and forces to go into the room.
The room was dimly lit, but on the other hand, the light on the stage was quite bright. After a while, the host man appears.
He says, "Ladies and gentlen, thank you for your patience. We will now begin the sale of criminal slaves. This is the last ti we will be in the city.
"Linos, if you find a good one, buy it! Raise that white tag and tell how much you want. You can buy it with what you have in your wallet."
Apparently, it's an auction system. As I was talking with Akima, a group of strong n were lined up on the stage.
"Human man, 25 years old, cat beast man, 19 years old, human man, 18 years old, also human man, 18 years old, we'll start with 5000G!
The host shouts loudly and introduces the goods. White tags are raised and shouts of "6000G! So slaves were offered for sale by several people at once, while others were offered only by one person. If no one was willing to buy them at the starting price, the price would go down and down. The minimum bid price seed to be set at 1000G, and if the bid did not go up, the slave was taken down from the stage. This brings back bad mories for .
"What happens to the slaves who didn't win the bidding?"
"Hmm. Sotis we put them up at the next fair, but most of the ti the organizers get rid of them.
I knew it. My life would have been over by now if I hadn't been successful in my bidding for Elsa. I thank Miss Elsa in my heart after all this ti.
"Now, this is the last item. I'll start with 3,000 g."
It has a horn in the shape of a curl on top of its head. Her hair is silver and naturally perd like wool. Upon closer inspection, one can see that she has a well-defined face and is quite a beautiful girl. Her chest and waist are covered with a cloth, so that the lines of her body are fully visible. Her arms and legs are covered with what looks like sheep's wool, but her breasts are also quite large and her body is well-proportioned. She is so beautiful that she could be a model.
However, the price is not high enough. It would not be a problem if Akima or soone like her offered her as a prostitute in her store, but she only wrinkles her brow and does not show any sign of raising the price. The slave on the stage, perhaps unable to bear the stares of the custors, falls on her face. However, a man who seems to be a mber of the audience behind him grabs him by the head and forces him to raise his face.
"Is there anyone here? She is a real live girl. What do you think? How about 2500G then?"
The price is going down and down. I asked Akima if he would be interested in bidding on it.
"She's beautiful, but she's no good. That's what my gut is telling . Don't buy that one!"
I appraise the sheep girl, wondering if that's how it's supposed to be.
ilius (Slave Sage, 16 years old) LV36
H!? : 91
M!? : 145
Alchemy LV3
Blacksmith LV3
Apothecary LV3
M!? Recovery LV2
Culture LV3
Curse LV3
self-effacent
Curse level 3: Abhorred by the general public. Especially, it is extrely detested by good people.
Self-talent - Skill is lowered overall.
Skill high! What's with the sheep girl? A wise man... The unexpectedly high skill level often makes exclaim.
"The seller is offering a discount of up to 500G! No? No, sir?"
I couldn't help but raise my bid.
As if in anticipation, a few soldiers ca in behind .
"Dissolve this slave market! All future slave markets are forbidden in the Imperial City! Dissolve it as soon as possible!!!!"
...What the hell is going on?
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