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The Player's POV

Chapter 78: Auction [2]

Author: chickenbreast09
updatedAt: 2025-09-21

CHAPTER 78: CHAPTER 78: AUCTION [2]

"Urgh, that’s dirty."

Hans pulled his sword out of the MC’s body, then threw his corpse on the ground like a bag of trash.

He didn’t even bother to glance at the person he had just killed.

At the same time, from the darkness, three more figures stepped out.

Alaric Valthor.

Kaede Shirayuki.

And Erza Dicathen.

"Looks like we’re done."

Kaede said, glancing around.

Indeed, in just a little over a day, Kael’s group had successfully taken over the entire Silver Tower.

By slaughtering all the guards here, as well as freeing all the slaves.

Now, all they had to do was walk out of the auction house, and be free.

In a way, this was indeed the easiest challenge for them.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

Alaric urged.

However, that was not the choice Kael wanted.

Contemplating, he glanced at the auction house, where most of the nobles were still chatting with each other, not noticing any abnormalities.

Then, a terrifyingly evil smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Hey, do you guys want to help make this world cleaner?"

***

More than 5 minutes had passed.

"Hey, you guys are taking too long!"

"How much longer are you going to make us wait? Our time is precious!"

"Continue the auction! Are you all crazy?"

And all the participants were starting to lose their patience.

Complaints rang out from every corner of the auction house.

"Silence."

However, all of them were immediately suppressed, returning to normal the moment that person’s majestic voice rang out.

Clack. Clack. Clack.

Slowly but steadily, Alaric slowly walked onto the stage.

The King exuded a terrifying pressure, causing anyone to not dare to disobey.

He glanced at the entire room, then opened his mouth when he confirmed that there were not too many abnormalities or dangers:

"Now, we will move on to the final part of today’s auction."

"..."

In just a moment, the entire auction house became deathly silent.

Everyone tried to digest the information they had just heard.

Then, they exploded.

"What nonsense are you talking about!?"

"We spent a lot of money and time to come here, and now you say this is the last part?"

"That’s right! It hasn’t even been 2 hours!"

They all felt frustrated.

"Silence."

But just like before, after The King’s solemn voice rang out, the auction house was once again engulfed in silence.

"I know you’re frustrated, but don’t worry."

"..."

"Because our last two items won’t disappoint you. On the contrary, you’ll feel lucky that you came here today."

The King turned in the direction he had just come from.

"Come out! You two slaves!"

Then, they appeared.

2 people.

The first one was Kaede Shirayuki.

The guildmaster of the Shadow Viper guild.

Kael’s master.

And the protagonist’s lover.

And the second one was a man with a handsome face, as if drawn by a genius artist.

He had emerald green eyes, which contained an indescribable sadness for some reason.

Along with his short burgundy hair, it made those eyes stand out even more.

That was Erza Dicathen.

The prince, and the next king of the Dicathen kingdom.

The moment the two of them stepped onto the stage, time, air, and reality seemed to freeze.

Everyone was stunned by that unreal beauty.

And then, before Alaric even had a chance to say the starting price, the nobles below had already started bidding:

"I’ll pay 1,000,000 dollars!"

"Sell them to me, even one! I’ll pay $2,500,000!"

"Sell me that girl! I’ll pay $4,000,000!"

"I want that man! He’s a true work of art! I’ll pay $6,000,000 for him!"

"Silence."

"..."

Once again, history repeated itself.

However, this time, all the bidders were trembling with excitement.

"Now, I’ll hold a special event. Or you could call it a privilege."

"Privilege?"

"You are allowed to approach, look at, and touch these two slaves for the next 2 minutes."

"Huh?"

Everyone was stunned.

"Time starts from this moment."

Normally, the nobles with their towering pride would never do that.

But right now, the two people standing on the stage were Kaede and Erza.

Their pride was now worthless.

"Me!"

"I’m going first!"

"Get out of the way, you bastards!"

Like a swarm of zombies, they started pushing each other to get closer.

2 minutes was too short a time.

***

"Ew... Disgusting."

Seeing those filthy bastards getting closer and closer, Kaede couldn’t help but feel nauseous.

"You’re doing a good job."

Besides, Alaric was trying his best to hold back his laughter.

"..."

Kaede felt embarrassed in front of the person she considered her opponent.

As well as embarrassed at being ordered around by her disciple.

"...Then, how long do I have to pretend?"

The guildmaster of the Shadow Viper guild was really worried.

That if someone really touched her, Hans who was hiding somewhere would rush out and kill that person instantly.

The King glanced down at the stage.

"3."

He started counting down."

"2."

Kaede and Erza also got into a fighting stance.

"1."

Crack!

They cracked their knuckles.

"0."

Thud!

The hand of the guildmaster of the Shadow Viper guild pierced through the chest of a fat noble.

Causing the eyes that were filled with lust just now to turn white.

Blood splattered everywhere.

The battle had begun.

"Argh!!!!! What the hell?!"

"Someone died!"

"That slave killed someone!"

As expected, the nobles started to panic.

They were just people who were good at making money and socializing, completely lacking in skills or experience in this field.

"Great!"

Erza curled her lips.

A sword appeared in his hand from nowhere.

Then, the prince charged towards the crowd.

Whoosh!

The sword seemed to have grown wings, drawing a beautiful crescent moon.

4 heads fell down.

But that was only the beginning.

"Wow wow wow! Wait for me!"

From behind the stage, Kael and Hans dashed forward.

Joining in the fun.

Meanwhile, Alaric just backed away as far as possible, watching this massacre.

The guildmaster of the Azure Crown guild had absolutely no intention of participating.

"Tsk. Childish."

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