CHAPTER 114: CHAPTER 114

With an hour to go before midnight, a beast woman dressed in a thin pastel blue dress that showed off her slender figure with ideal curves was presented on the auction stage.

The beast woman had short white hair at neck length, pure white skin, clear blue eyes, and two cat ears.

The demon woman announced excitedly:

Before you, one of the most beautiful women in the beast kingdom!

A pure woman with great magical potential!

She is of the white lion race!

Balac Sevec clenched his hands on the armrests of the chair in which he was sitting. The armrests were compressed by Balac Sevec’s strength, even though the chair was made of wood reinforced with high-ranking demonic spells.

"So it wasn’t just a human of noble birth who was to be auctioned off. They also dared to bring a woman from the sacred race of white lions. This is tantamount to inciting a war against the kingdom of the beastmen. My grandson was right, but this is worse than he thought," Balac concluded in his mind as he stared intently at the auction scene.

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10,000,000 gold coins at 2! Any higher bids?! exclaimed the demon woman in charge of the auction bids excitedly.

The beast woman trembled when she saw the demon with purple skin and gray spots, who had four arms, two of which were pincers and the other two had hands with four fingers. The obese demon wore a golden robe with white details, while drinking wine and looking at the beast woman with lust.

"15,000,000," exclaimed Fercan in a somber voice, following Balac’s orders.

"15,000,000, we have fifteen million, who will give more?" asked the blue- and green-haired demon woman.

"16,000,000," exclaimed the demon count Beltran Madgar, who wanted to take the beast woman away to carry out his famous perverse acts.

Now the bid rises to 16,000,000 gold coins, it is the climax of the great auction. Does anyone bid higher?!

The beast woman looked at Balac, who was in the private box, with a steady gaze. To her, Balac seemed less frightening than the horrible Count Beltran, who was staring at her with intense sexual and perverse desires without even trying to hide it.

16,000,000 gold coins at one! Any better offers?!...

-20,000,000—Fercan exclaimed.

Count Beltran snorted with rage and dared to glare at Balac with hatred, but he broke out in a cold sweat when Balac looked at him inquiringly.

Beltran immediately looked away again, and the demon announcing the auction exclaimed:

-Congratulations to General Balac Sevec, you have won an excellent product!

The auction audience applauded, Balac nodded and raised a crystal glass containing the golden alcoholic liquid that had been brought to him a few minutes earlier.

"He must fear not having money for the main objective," thought Balac, glancing sideways at Count Beltran.

-Go get the beast woman immediately. -Balac ordered Commander Fercan.

Fercan nodded and left the private box to go find the beast woman.

A few seconds later, the blue- and green-haired demon woman was replaced by an elegant young demon with sky-blue hair and two horns resembling sky-blue crystals on either side of his forehead. The young demon announced solemnly shortly thereafter:

The penultimate product of the night! It is a storage ring found in some ruins. No one knows what it contains, but it is known to contain something. But don’t worry, the ring is worth its weight in gold, with a storage capacity of 2,250,000 pounds. It surpasses most of today’s demonic storage rings! Everything has been certified by one of the members of the honorable republican council! Let’s begin!

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The demonic vehicle stopped in front of the entrance to the Danteriar Academy grounds.

"Wow, I never thought an academy would feel as welcoming as my own home," thought Mart as he stepped onto the grounds of the Academy where he had awakened months earlier.

Mart took Iristel’s hand, and Deniris followed them cautiously. As they walked toward the Academy facilities, Deria followed them as well, while Sitan and the driver had gone ahead to find a place to park the vehicle.

-Don’t worry, young master. I’m only here to deliver a message to Director Persec. -Deria told Mart.

Mart simply nodded calmly and resumed walking with the two women by his side.

"Damn you, who do you think you are with that calm expression? You ruin my reputation and opportunities, and now you think you’re some honorable demon just because you became a believer overnight," thought Deria, who veered off in another direction along the cobblestone paths of the Academy.

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"We’re here," thought Mart as he lay down on his bed. Iristel sat on the edge of his bed, kissed Mart on the mouth, and then said in a warm and cheerful tone:

-I’m going back to my room. I think someone is coming.

Iristel left shortly after saying goodbye to Mart.

The bedroom window opened and Selenia entered.

-You made it to fourth rank. -Mart said with some enthusiasm, turning in Selenia’s direction.

-Did something happen? -Selenia asked calmly as she sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Deniris, who was sitting in the desk chair with a shy look on her face.

-The conspiring demons. I ran into them on the way, so I decided to turn back and avoid taking any risks. -said Mart, looking at Selenia’s beautiful face.

-Did they attack you directly? -she asked.

-Yes, they did. But most of them are dead. It seems I can no longer avoid being their target. You must be careful. -Mart warned her in a more serious tone.

Selenia lay down next to Mart and rested her head on his chest.

-I’ll stay tonight. -she said.

-Okay. -Mart replied as he stroked Selenia’s hair with his left hand.

Mart looked at the palm of his left hand and saw some cuts.

"Things aren’t going to change, it seems," Mart thought, and looked at Selenia.

-I want to be different from all the demon women you date. -she said, looking intently at Mart, waiting for a response.

"No matter what species they are, women are complicated," thought Mart, and shortly after, he began to kiss Selenia as a drop of blood slid from the corner of his lips.