episode_0082

While Siron and Siriel were spending intimate(?) time, there was a child being bullied in the mansion’s dance hall.

Wedge-

Lucia Prien.

From dawn to sunset. The red-haired girl was dripping with sweat and was wielding a sword that had now been nicknamed ‘Heukcheol’.

“What? Do you think I’m being ostracized?”

“…I’ve never said that before?”

Siron’s faithful servant, Encia, looked at Lucia and shrugged.

“It’s just that it looks a bit like that. Or perhaps. While the master and Lady Siriel were playing around, I swung my sword… I will become stronger while others are having fun? Is that so?”

“What is he talking about again…”

Lucia stopped swinging her sword and opened her axe-eye towards Encia.

Encia. Although she doesn’t know her exact race yet, Lucia knows she is a demon. Also an extremely strong demon.

However, Lucia’s attitude toward Encia was a little loose. Because of his deep-seated distrust of demons, he didn’t do anything to completely relax in front of her, but he was able to at least treat her in a non-fearful manner.

“Why do you need a reason to swing your sword? I just do it without thinking.”

“……Really?”

“Why. What.”

“A, don’t lie. There’s so much regret on his face.”

“Do you have any ill feelings towards me?”

Lucia put the black iron on her shoulder and approached Encia. Then, he quickly grabbed the lemonade she was holding and drank it.

“Hmm…”

Encia narrowed her eyes and looked at the red-haired girl.

Although she couldn’t clearly express whether she should call it boldness or rude behavior, Encia could not feel fear in that behavior. One thing is clear: Lucia was not afraid of Encia, who could kill her over and over again with just a wave of her hand.

Tskcha-

Not “.”

Encia dusted off her skirt and stretched. She looked like she was relaxing as if she had done something great, but all she did today was watch a ten-year-old girl swing a sword all day.

“…ugh.”

Lucia sighed and lifted her sword.

Squinted eyes, smiling mouth. Lucia, seeing Encia’s reaction, felt like she had somehow become the object of her teasing.

I want to feed honey chestnuts to that mischievous demon. But I was too weak now to do that.

‘The reasons to become stronger are increasing day by day…’

After Encia entered the annex, Lucia took a breather and circulated the mana throughout her body.

‘As expected… Is it because I gained practical experience? I’ll reach my goal faster than I think.’

The mana spreading through the blood path from the dantian has doubled compared to just a few weeks ago, and it has become easier to handle.

This is a speed that can never be achieved by immersing yourself in a training ground and swinging a sword. As expected, one actual fight with the readiness to die was more effective than swinging the sword 10,000 times.

‘It seems like following Shiron wasn’t in vain.’

Lucia shook her sweat-soaked hair and smiled proudly.

*

As a VVIP seat at an auction that handles all kinds of valuables, Siron received excellent service from the auction house staff.

The chair, embroidered with black velvet and golden thread, had a massage function that I didn’t know how it operated. A woman wearing a dress that showed off her cleavage massaged Siron’s feet with perfumed oil.

It’s fun for the eyes and comfortable for the body.

“It will turn…”

However, despite the luxury he never imagined he would enjoy in his previous life, Siron’s expression remained frowning.

“Is there anything that makes you feel uncomfortable? We will correct it soon.”

Because it’s an inconvenient part. It was the presence of the terrorist I had glimpsed a moment ago.

People wearing similar clothes were standing guard around a thin man wearing oriental clothes.

However, simply because he wore oriental clothing did not mean that Siron was immediately assumed to be a terrorist. The Big Dipper symbol engraved on their necks made it easy to predict their identities.

[Liberator of Sileia]

The organization to which [Yoru, the Fighter of Sileia] would later belong, was a very troublesome group of people who committed terrorism throughout the empire, demanding the liberation of the people who had been persecuted for 500 years and the promised land.

‘Inconvenience? You’re stating the obvious. You said it was a VVIP seat? But is it okay for security to be this lax?’

Siron looked at the woman at his feet with a shit-chewing expression.

“Can I ask you one thing?”

“Yes. As much as you want.”

“Doesn’t this auction house do ID verification or anything like that?”

Strangely enough, this auction house did not stop Siron in any way even when he came in with a group of armed men wearing armor.

I wondered what would happen if a fight broke out during the bidding competition, but since I didn’t know the inside circumstances of those who didn’t appear in the game, it was natural that the fact that I was under the same roof with terrorists gnawed at Siron’s stomach.

“If. If I have strange feelings and turn this place upside down, how will you respond?”

“Oppa. What are you talking about? Are you going to turn this over? My father told me to come in safely and not get hurt…”

“No, I’m just saying that. What if all of this is in danger… I was asking with that in mind to confirm.”

Siron was a little embarrassed and smiled at Siriel. That moment. The woman who was massaging Siron’s feet began to laugh.

“Hehe. it’s okay. The powerlessness of the people here now. Because we confirmed in advance that our ‘Auction’ is at a level that can be handled.”

“…Are you saying that you have the confidence to deal with everyone here?”

Siron opened his eyes slightly wide and looked at the woman.

‘I said it back, but I’m a little upset because I’m being treated like shit.’

“Yes. Yes.”

The woman smiled softly and lowered her head.

“The details are a secret, but our auction house is probably… Confucius has a bodyguard that is hard to imagine.”

“…That’s really interesting.”

“So, please enjoy the auction with peace of mind.”

Soon, the surrounding light sources turned off all at once.

Pot-

Pot Pot Pot-

Only the lights on the stage in the distance were lit.

Only the panels handed out at the entrance twinkled like fireflies among the dark seats. The auction has begun.

-hello. I don’t know what to do with so many people participating in the auction today.

The masked host bowed on stage with a slightly humorous tone.

Then, the heavy sound of wheels rolling was heard and an iron cage appeared on the stage.

Inside the cage was a girl wearing a straw hat.

-She is the daughter of Count Daytal, who went bankrupt after a large-scale disaster struck their territory a year ago and left them in huge debt. It is rumored to have a vicious personality, so it will be fun to train it. Bidding will start at Sh100,000.

He was so confident in his power, but as expected, the product he presented from the beginning was exciting.

The appearance of the daughter of a ruined noble family.

It was clearly a pattern that appeared frequently in games.

The opportunity to save the girl and raise your prestige right away didn’t require any extra effort. As long as you had the money, it gave you a small reward and a chance to meet the Apostle.

‘I’ve accumulated a lot of penalty points, but I can’t die here.’

Siron shook his head and gave up saving the poor lady. There could have been sympathy, but unfortunately, it was not Siron who made the decision.

Siron looked at Siriel sitting next to him, wondering if he could.

“Ciriel. How is that kid? Aren’t you pitiful? He looks like he’s four or five years older than you…”

But Siron could not finish his sentence. Siriel glared at Siron.

“Oppa. Are you eyeing another girl now? Even though there is a decent lady next to me?”

“…Yes, I’m sorry. Let’s just pass it on.”

Siron closed his eyes and looked at the touch panel. There, you could see the bid window rising in real time.

As I looked at the graph going up gradually, it felt like I was looking at a stock window with no upper price limit.

-3.6 million shillings! This is the final winning bid!

The host shouted loudly, and a spectacular effect appeared on the touch panel.

3.6 million shillings. Even in Siron’s opinion, it was quite a large amount.

If he were to be able to manage such a large amount of money, he would definitely be in the VVIP seat here.

Siron was curious about who had won the bid for that girl. As I looked around, I saw a man wearing oriental clothes grinning and smiling.

He was the head of the liberation group.

‘My taste doesn’t match my appearance…’

Siron shook his head with a slightly sour expression. Well, I think that could be the case. It is foolish to define a person’s sexual preference based on their appearance. Isn’t it possible that such an innocent Saenim might also want to train a vicious daughter?

Just like that, products passed on stage one after another.

An elixir created by a famous alchemist.

A gem found in a desert dungeon.

A rare phantom species…

Since I came to the auction house to choose a gift for Siriel, I couldn’t return empty-handed, but Siriel wasn’t interested in any of the items.

“But, I don’t think my mother will allow me to have a pet, and the elixir is a gift from Lucia, and I’ve already had enough of it, right? For your information, I’m sick of jewelry.”

“I see.”

“If you ask me… I’m fine with buying what you want.”

After saying that, Siriel smiled sweetly while gently tickling the back of Siron’s hand.

He wondered where he had learned this hand habit, but soon Eldrina’s face appeared in Siron’s mind.

‘What on earth did you teach that kid?’

However, contrary to his true feelings, Siron was not embarrassed. I just smile slightly and nod my head.

“Thank you. Then I’ll look at it and decide.”

-You can look forward to this product. The estimated production year was 700 years ago! It’s a staff with a transcendence stone at the end!

The host made a lot of fuss and removed the cloth covering the item.

Then, a staff with a very familiar shape appeared to Siron.

Siron pressed the bid button as if fascinated.

A staff wrapped in a purple gem

It is a legendary grade item. It was Seira’s staff.