Chapter 111

Chapter 111

111th Episode: Black Street Lyla stood like a statue on the stage set up in the center of the banquet hall. Her black hair was let down, and she was adorned with precious metals and jewelry, but she wore nothing else on her body. Therefore, under the bright lights of the banquet hall, her body was exposed without an inch of cover. “Looking at her like this, she’s still young.” “Isn’t that what makes it even better?” The club members enjoyed drinks and food, scanning her body with their eyes and commenting on it. Their conversation was closer to discussing the quality of an object than a person, but Lyla could feel their lustful gazes piercing her skin. There were about twenty club members in the banquet hall. Even if the participation rate was low, the club’s size allowed for such a number to gather. Muren, after confirming that most of their gazes were directed at Lyla, slowly opened his mouth. “Before we begin the auction, I would like to thank the distinguished guests who have visited. I am honored that you have taken the time to gather here like this….” Muren bowed politely, starting his speech in accordance with the etiquette of the Kilkard Kingdom. Even members of the underworld had to observe etiquette when dealing with nobles. That was why even among the ignorant members of the underworld, there was a need for those with refinement. “…Thus, today’s event has been prepared to provide a little rest and entertainment to the artists who constantly agonize over the world of noble art.” The club members showed various reactions to Muren’s words. Some nodded as if it were natural, some watched it indifferently. Some wore bitter smiles, and some frowned. However, Muren ignored all of their reactions and continued speaking. “As you all know, this girl also appeared in ‘The Monster’s Bride,’ which received the best reviews last time. To pay more attention to the refined tastes of the members, our ‘Stage’ has acquired this special slave with great difficulty.” Of course, Muren’s words were not true. Lyla was not a slave, and she had even walked in on her own two feet. However, as with most things, the truth was not very important. Especially in this case. People’s attention was focused on the girl in front of them rather than Muren’s words. “Originally, she would have stayed here and continued to help with your artistic activities in the future, but at the request of those gathered here today, we will specially put her up for auction.” Muren smiled bitterly to himself as he spoke. If he were to coldly judge Sartun’s interests, it would have been better to keep Lyla at the Stage. Sartun’s ‘performance’ business could be taken away at any time, but it would be a different story if Lyla was there. People were enthusiastic about plays and stories. Lyla was a woman who could elevate a simple show into a play, and her ability to even enjoy sex with monsters could be a way to solidify Sartun’s exclusive business. Moreover, if he had to make excuses, he could have persuaded the nobles. By appealing to her uniqueness and saying a few words about how she would continue to dedicate herself to the works of others, he could have easily changed the members’ minds. If he used their greed, it would have been easy to divide their opinions. However, for some reason, Rotuan had allowed Lyla’s sale. It wasn’t just allowed, he had even strongly urged her to be sold off. Muren, who didn’t know the details, couldn’t understand him, but Rotuan, who was already suffering from mental anguish because of Lyla, didn’t want to miss the opportunity to remove the thorn in his side. “Now, please come out one by one and check the merchandise.” Muren said that and glanced at Lyla. The black-haired girl was looking at the club members with a vague look in her eyes, as if she didn’t know what she was thinking. A bitter taste lingered in his mouth. Even if she had given her permission, she was not a slave. Moreover, Muren himself had even shared a body with her. He couldn’t have been happy about having such a girl mate with monsters and sold to others. If he could, he wanted to let her escape. However, he couldn’t do that. He didn’t have the power to do so. // “Haa…?”

-Squish, creak.

Thick fingers invaded the girl’s vulva, roughly rummaging through her flesh. The girl, unable to even refuse the act of roughly scraping the flesh inside, let out a plaintive moan. The club members, under the guise of ‘checking,’ pinched the girl’s pink nipples, stretched her clitoris, and inserted their fingers between the crevices, teasing her. Each time, Lyla twisted her body and moaned, swaying as if she would fall, dripping fluids from between her legs. As her left ankle was not in good condition, each of the club members’ actions was a great burden to her. Not all of the club members participated in teasing her, but more than half of them enjoyed Lyla’s body under the guise of checking the quality of the merchandise. At the same time, they naturally uttered obscene words, saying that her breasts were small, the curves of her hips were passable, and the tightness below was loose. “Haa, haa….” It had only been a few hours since she had been violently violated by the troll, but due to the actions of these members, Lyla’s body began to heat up again. The girl’s cheeks flushed red, and her white skin gradually turned pink. “Heh heh, to be horny in this situation…” “Indeed, she’s a bitch from birth.” Looking at the girl’s erect nipples, the club members spat out contemptuous words mixed with lewd desires. And in that decadently heated atmosphere, Lyla’s auction began. “The starting price is 40,000 Lads.” 40,000 Lads was enough to buy a decent horse. It was an excessive amount for a toy to be used a few times and thrown away, but the members did not show any signs of dissatisfaction. For them, 40,000 Lads was that kind of money. Such an amount that they could throw away as much as they wanted for fun entertainment. Was that why? The members raised their hands without hesitation, and the girl’s price rose endlessly in proportion to that. “70,000 Lads.” “80,000 Lads.” Occasionally, some people deliberately called out high prices to defeat their competitors who were enjoying the entertainment. As that process was repeated, the members who had been enjoying the entertainment for fun gradually dropped out. “Yes, it’s up to 80,000 Lads. Is there anyone else who wants to participate?” No sooner had Muren finished speaking than someone raised their hand again. “It’s up to 85,000 Lads.” If it exceeded 80,000 Lads, it had already exceeded the value of one person. Due to the characteristics of the surrounding countries, human slaves were relatively scarce in the Kilkard Kingdom. Therefore, the registration process was also complicated, but most of the club members had the ability to avoid such legal disputes. “The current price is 85,000 Lads. Is there anyone who wants to call out more?” Even so, if the price exceeded 80,000 Lads, it was a matter that had to be considered a little more from there. It wasn’t that the price was burdensome, but it was a waste of money to play with it a few times and throw it away. Therefore, all those who didn’t really need the girl declared their withdrawal. In that way, the auction was gradually heading towards a three-way battle. “120,000 Lads.” In the midst of that, someone opened his mouth as if declaring it calmly. 120,000 Lads was an amount that could buy a decent thoroughbred horse, so it was a waste of money for a girl to be used and thrown away as a mere sex slave. Naturally, the members’ gazes turned to the one who had called it out. It was an old man with clear traces of time on his face revealed under the mask. One of the three people still remaining in the auction smiled softly at him. “Duke Seymar, you seem to be very interested in that slave. Even though you’ve come here after a long time.” Even if they were wearing masks, they knew each other’s identities as long as they were members of the club and their names were written on the list. Among them, the old man called Duke Seymar was a member of the club and a sponsor who had paid a lot of money, but he was not a very active person. “I might be entering the tomb soon anyway, so I shouldn’t have any regrets before I die. I have plenty of money…” Duke Seymar’s words were nothing less than a declaration of war. For an old man who had more money than time, gold was not of great value. As Duke Seymar’s words fell, one of the remaining three people raised both hands and shook his head. “Oh, well, I can’t help it. It’s a pity, but I’ll withdraw.” As the man wearing a crow-shaped mask withdrew, there were only two participants left in the auction. The last remaining man, wearing a mask that symbolized a wolf, seemed to be contemplating for a moment before opening his mouth slightly. “…200,000 Lads.” Raising the stakes at once was a way of announcing his ambition. However, he had no choice but to close his mouth at Duke Seymar’s declaration that followed. “400,000 Lads.” The price rose more than twice as much in an instant. The eyes of the banquet hall were focused on the two people, not the girl. Receiving the attention of the club members, the man with the wolf mask made a small groan. According to the kingdom’s auction law, if he gave up here, Duke Seymar would be able to obtain the girl for 200,000 Lads, which was the second-highest price. If he didn’t want that, he could call out more than 400,000 Lads, but…. “…I can’t help it. I’ll withdraw too. I hope you have a good time.” It was not a noble’s manner to call out the price of an item that he would not buy. Moreover, he could not believe the old man’s words. It was not true that Duke Seymar’s death was near, and there was a possibility that he was simply playing a nasty trick to raise the price of the item. It was a pity, but it would be wise to withdraw from here. The man with the wolf mask thought so and bowed slightly to Duke Seymar. // After the auction, I was back in the dressing room. I thought I should go to the owner who bought me right away, but Muren said that I would be nicely packaged and sent out like a souvenir around the end of the party. Of course, the pretty packaging here meant that I would be dressed and sent out with a few bracelets, not put in a box. Thanks to that, I was able to escape from being displayed naked and enjoy the blessings of being a civilized person. Apart from that, the auction was quite shocking. “My price is 200,000 Lads….” As for me, I couldn’t help but pay attention to the fact that my value was 200,000 Lads rather than the fact that so many people had touched, commented on, and teased me. Considering that 1 Lad is about 1,000 won, it’s about 200 million won. The price of goods in the Kilkard Kingdom fluctuates a lot and is arbitrary, so I can’t jump to conclusions, and it’s not a modern society with highly developed technology, so it’s actually worth more than that, but if I simply convert it, that’s about it. Of course, my value wouldn’t be 200,000 Lads unless it was a special situation like now. It doesn’t make sense that a sex slave who will be used for a few years and then get tired of is so expensive. Still, it’s amazing. Muren smiled bitterly as he looked at me, who was admiring him, and muttered. “To think it would be Duke Seymar, I don’t know if it’s good luck or bad luck.” “What kind of person is he?” “I don’t know. He’s someone who hardly ever participates in performances. That’s why I don’t know.” The answer is so simple. I’m going to run away anyway, so I don’t really care what kind of person he is. I hope he’s not a noble. It might be annoying if he mobilizes his private soldiers. “….You will really be sold off when the party is over. Are you confident that you can escape?”

Muren was assuming that I would escape. Of course, I should escape as he said, but the fact that the person who actually conducted the auction was saying that was a little funny. “Well, I honestly don’t know.” If my body was in good condition, it would have been a piece of cake, but with my ankle twisted because of the troll, I wasn’t so sure. I could probably beat most knights in this condition, but I doubted whether the knights in the underground plaza would be just ‘most’ knights. But it didn’t seem impossible. The question was whether to escape near Karaldeen or wait for my ankle to heal slowly and then escape. It would be better to escape from a place a little further away. It would be a bit difficult if that old man was from Karaldeen, but in that case, I would have to solve it with improvisation somehow. As I made up my mind and sat in the dressing room, I heard a knock from outside the door.

-Knock knock.

At the sound, Muren and I turned our heads towards the door of the dressing room, almost simultaneously.