
Noran accelerated his footsteps towards the second floor, the place where to take his order.
a short time later, he arrived at the auction leader's room.he now knew that the old man was named Xerel, one of the richest merchants in the Zugen empire.
although his strength was not comparable to the Draenei auction, merrka still had to be on the lookout.
moreover, they had a relationship with the working family, more precisely the emperor's younger brother.
"oh~ is a good sword, I'm surprised it sold so high" said Xerel.
he smiled looking at Noran, Noran did not look at his smile.This time, he could not wait anymore.
"can I take my order?" ask Noran.
"oh~ I understand." said Xerel.
he thought to young blood like Noran would be so excited in any case, including in terms of women.
a large leather pouch lay on the table, it was filled with gold coins. 170,000+ is inside.
Noran took out all his gold coins, forming a mountain of coins on the table.In fact, not a few fell from the table.
he knew if all the money was still lacking, he immediately took out the 5 super epic swords he had made.
"i think this will be enough" Noran said.
"oh~the other super epic sword?! young master is so great!" Xerel.
without a doubt, he could say this enough.In fact, he felt this should be more than a few thousand gold coins.
Xerel led her to where the elf girl was. With their strict supervision, it was certain that no one dared to forcibly enter.
"this belongs to you young master" said Xerel.
he smiled warmly, young blood was always excited.The iron cage was opened, the elf girl was then pulled out.
"young master, put your hands on the necklace. After that, this slave will be yours legally" Xerel said.
"being a slave legally?" noran.
"yes, legitimate slaves are usually bought from slave shops or auctions.young masters do not have to worry, because young masters will be protected by the imperial slave association." said Xerel.
slave association! this was the first time Noran had heard of it. It was the slave association that took care of the slave ownership in the empire.
in fact, they had an enforcer force to hunt down escaped slaves as well as people who had slaves without legal status.
'really a complicated kingdom.' Noran smiled faintly.
just like Xerel's instructions, he put his hand down and flowed mana into the necklace.Slowly, a blue light came out and enveloped his hand.
a strange mark appeared on the back of his hand, as well as the forehead of the elf princess. With this, he officially became her slave.
Noran immediately left the auction.he felt the situation this time would turn for the worse.
He left with the elf princess who followed him immediately, he went to his restaurant and entered through the back door.
"don't let anyone in" Noran said.
all the knights present nodded, from Noran's words they knew this was not a good situation.
soon, they became more alert to the surroundings. Xerel felt that this young man was not as simple as he looked.
he sent some experts to watch over Noran and follow him.
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in the room...
Noran noticed the girl's necklace and touched it. An information screen appeared before him.
[slave necklace
a necklace with ancient rune carvings was able to make anyone who wore it into a slave.
slave necklaces have extraordinary resilience, apart from individuals with a minimum level of 500, slave necklaces cannot be destroyed.]
"500 level?" Noran scrunched his forehead.
how many people are level 500 in the Rosvelt kingdom? they are less than 5 people.
also, how many people wanted to release their slaves willingly? it doesn't seem to exist.
the face of the elf princess grew cold, wary of every move Noran made. And now, the faces of the two were at a close distance.
the elf princess became nervous, looking at Noran's deep black eyes.he felt if those black eyes were to pierce through and examine every inch of his soul.
he felt that if lying in the presence of this person would be useless. After a while of observing it, Noran decided to try it.
how could he allow slavery? again, is it a girl?
"Aura Battle!"
Noran released his aura, making his strength increase rapidly.
"swordmanship!"
"One Handed Sword!"
his level increased rapidly, reaching level 500. With his great strength, Noran gripped the slave necklace with all his might.
crack's...
pyars..
kaling slaves were crushed by Noran's grasp, another notification was heard in Noran's head.
[ding! smash the slave necklace! fame +1!]
[ding! smash the slave necklace! you became a fugitive of the imperial slave association!]
Noran had not expected that destroying this necklace would raise his Fame status.
Noran looked at the shattered necklace on the floor, where did they get this many necklaces from?
he thought of two possibilities in his mind, the first possibility was that the Zugen empire was producing them. The second possibility, they had in large numbers out of nowhere the necklace was.
the elf princess felt surprised, the man before her smashed the slave necklace easily.Isn't this strange? he spent a lot of money to buy it.
"sit down." said Noran.
he told the girl to sit down, herself sitting in front of him. It seems like this girl is still wary of him until now.
Noran sighed, perhaps he would have done the same if he had been in his position.
"what's your name?" ask Noran.
although he knew the other party's name, if he mentioned it in full pasyi would scare the other party. moreover, if he said that he knew this elf girl was a princess, it might cause her to faint.
"i'm Sylfia." said Sylfia.
"I'm Noran." said Noran.
He chatted and continued to pay attention to the girl's expression, however he had a mission to rescue her.
during the talk, he realized that if Sylfia tried as much as possible to reduce the talking.as if, he did not allow Noran to extract information from her
"are you snow elves? aren't snow elves on the Busvil continent?" noran tqnya.
he wanted to see the reaction of the elf girl, the girl nodded in response to Noran's words. Snow elves were a sub race of the elf race, they lived on the cold continent of Busvil all year round.
"how did you get them?" ask Noran