THE STORY OF HEROES AND DEMONS
Elf Slave

Of course almost everyone was surprised instead of playing, this one old man really did not give any chance for anyone to have a SS category demon beast soul stone that was half the size of a human body.

It's all because of one thing, which is to be made into a sculpture with a picture of his wife as a birthday gift.

Zen did not know what to say, if in the Hunter guild, the SS category demon beast soul stone price was only given a price of 1,300 to 1,600 gold coins, it also adjusted its size and quality.

And the soul stone that Zen auctioned, was not only large, but also had a gorgeous blend of colors between blue, red and yellow. So it is worthy of being a statue even though it will be considered someone else's loss.

How not, demon beast soul stones were usually used by them-they as a resource to strengthen magic energy, but this old man wanted to make it a sculpture sculpture.

"As usual you're always blindly wanting something, old man." The devil of the Gouna.

"Haha haha, I'm just lazy to compete, because at the end of the day I have to get it." Reply old man laughed out loud.

"If I want the stone, I will let you win." He doesn't want to talk at length.

"Thank you, thank you, sorry for the selfishness of this old man."

It seemed like this old man had such a big name that even all VIP guests were unwilling to compete.

But from another VIP spot, a voice was seething in the distance.

"3,100 gold coins...."

"3,150 gold coins...."

"3,200 coins...."

"This is amazing, it turns out the competition is not over and does not want to lose even though the price has tripled. Does anyone dare to go higher ?." The host is getting excited.

"There's a fool who wants to have it too old man, so what about you ?." The tattooed man's words felt mocking.

"They don't know who I am.4,000 gold coins." The old man no doubt raised the price with a flurry of hands on the table.

On the other hand Zen could only gawk, he did not expect the price he got to be far beyond his expectations.

"Old man are you sure you want to give me the price of 4,000 gold coins?, that's already too expensive." Zen said even though he did not refuse.

"Hahaha, don't you know who I am, young man ?." Said the old man proud of himself.

"No, who are you ?."

"I was...."

Before the old man spoke of his name, Gouna's demonic figure gave a warning to stop...."Hey old man you're too drunk, did you forget here we can't tell others their identity."

"Ah you're right, I forgot." The old man was still laughing out loud.

The host, had already started counting down since no one else dared to pay more than the last price belonged to the old man.

"Three... Two... One... Alright, SS-category demon beast soul stone sold at a price of 4,000 gold coins, congratulations to the master in VIP room 3."

The old man does not care about the price if he already wants an item, because indeed for the rich, they have a lot of money, sometimes do not know what to use for.

"I'll try to follow your idea, young man, hopefully my wife will be happy." Said relaxed.

Whereas the much happier here was Zen, he got a windfall, 4,000 gold coins, an incredible amount for him to have now.

This time the host took out the fourth item. Where it's an iron cage. Until the moment the cover was open, inside was a long-eared girl who was thin and weak.

"This time it's a slave, he's from the Elf race, of course you all know how valuable the Elves are, and we can get him to sell at auction." The host explained his description.

In the new world of Dios, Elves are rarely encountered, as they live and live in forests and are always away from civilization. Moreover, around the village of elves installed a series of limiting magic that would block anyone when they wanted to enter their territory.

It was certain that they got the elf boy because he had come out of the village barrier and met someone, until finally now he ended up as a slave.

"Alright gentlemen, for this little elf slave, we open the price of 1,200 gold coins."

There are a lot of people starting to raise their hands and give a price.

"1.210."

"1.230."

"1.300."

Zen felt uncomfortable if the elf was bought by the wrong person, even though he was not a hero or a benefactor, but seeing a weak boy tormented as a slave made him angry.

"1,500 gold coins." Zen held out a hand.

"Oh, you're interested in that little elf slave, young man, are you a child lover." Just so old man mocked Zen.

"Don't carelessly talk old man, I just can't see a weak girl like her having to get a savage master." Zen replied rejecting that assumption.

"For the size of man today you have a good nature."

"Thank you old man."

"Well, let me see how much money you have." He was delighted for Zen's courage.

Price competition continues, until now the nominal has reached 2,800 gold coins and has not stopped there.

"2.900."

"3,000 gold coins." Zen Reply.

Others are hard to give up at 2,500, while Zen and one man downstairs still show fierce competition.

But Zen also had his limits, where the money he had now left 3,400 gold coins, if even the man there still dared to propose a higher price, of course Zen could not do anything.

"Is anyone bidding at a price higher than 3,000 gold coins ?." The host is warming up.

"3,100 gold coins." Saut man in the bottom seat.

Zen was angry that he was still competing even though the price was above normal.

Of course Zen was aware that there was an oddity of the man's attitude in the lower seat, he put forward a price casually as if he was playing nominal games for more profit.

It is not prohibited although it can be a loss to others. But the risk was that he lost the highest price and had to pay more administrative money.

The only way is to dialogue, because Zen is currently the highest bidder at a nominal 3,000 gold coins.

"Master I'm sure you really want that skinny elf slave, so this is my last offer, over 3,200 gold coins, then I'll give up." Firmly Zen by speaking from the top of the balcony of the VIP room.

The man realized that this was the limit to the money he could get now.

"Well if no one wants to raise the price anymore, then....."

Until the hammer beat rang out, the man down there no longer dared to bid a price above 3,200 gold coins and now Zen got the little elf girl.

In the end, he lost most of the money he had.