Starting With an SSS-Rank Swordsmanship Talent-Chapter 280: Young Girl from the Black Eagle Tribe
"The first product for this event is the illegitimate daughter of Viscount…" Lala introduced the first slave to be auctioned.
It was a young girl who looked to be eleven or twelve. She looked terrified as the servants brought her onto the stage. She wanted to escape, but she knew that it was impossible with all the guards around.
She scanned the audience, searching for someone who could help her, but she saw no sympathy in their eyes. All she could see was the desire to own her and it made her even more afraid.
The young girl shivered as she listened to the people bidding for her.
"Two hundred gold coins going once!"
"Two hundred and five gold coins!"
"Two hundred and ten gold coins!"
Tears slid down the young girl's cheeks. She felt alone and helpless.
Aru, is this my fate? But… I don't want to become someone's plaything!
While she was praying for a miracle, the final bid for her was announced.
"Two hundred and twenty-five gold coins for this young girl! Sold!"
A wave of cheers and applause followed, but the excitement of the audience was like a death sentence to the young girl.
Seated in the audience's seat, Fredrinn could hardly control his fury as he watched this scene.
I'm sorry! I'm useless! I can't even help a young girl…
Fredrinn gritted his teeth, his aura almost leaking out.
Luckily, Henry was sitting next to him. The old warrior tapped his shoulder and said. "Just bear with it, Sir Fredrinn. I'm sure Lord Alaric and Lord Lucas will not turn a blind eye to this."
Hearing this, Fredrinn calmed his mind and quickly controlled his rampaging mana. He then looked at the old warrior and nodded. "Yes, sir."
Henry sighed in relief.
Good thing I suggested sitting next to him. Otherwise, we would have been exposed.
While they were exchanging glances, the next slave was introduced. This time, it wasn't an illegitimate child of the nobility, but the son of a commoner.
However, there was something special about this kid.
He possessed a soul mark- a sign that he had the talent to become a beast soul warrior!
Fierce bidding followed for the poor young boy.
Unlike the little girl from earlier who could only serve as a maid or a concubine, this boy had the potential to become a major pillar of a household.
Everyone competed to gain ownership of the young boy.
"Three hundred and fifty gold coins!"
"Three hundred and fifty-five gold coins!"
The nobles had deep pockets and they all felt that bidding for this future beast soul warrior was worth it. For these reasons, everyone unhesitatingly put up their bid.
That boy isn't even ten yet, but these people are already thinking of using him for their own benefit!
Beneath his mask, Fredrinn gritted his teeth.
Soon, the bidding for the boy concluded.
"One thousand and one hundred gold coins for the young boy! Sold!"
It was a steep price, but the final bidder didn't even feel a hint of regret.
"Everyone, our next product is a little bit special so you better prepare yourselves!" Lala smiled mysteriously as she signaled to the servants to reveal the next slave.
The servants brought a cage covered with a cloth onto the stage.
Everyone watched as the servants unveiled the slave inside the cage.
"Behold! Our third product is a young girl from the Black Eagle Tribe!"
The crowd was stunned when they saw the slave behind the veil. It was black-haired young girl who was about fourteen or fifteen years old. She had beautiful facial features, but the most shocking thing about her was the pair of black eagle-like wings on her back.
"It is actually a barbarian from the Black Eagle Tribe!"
"Indeed. Furthermore, her strength is already comparable to Knights which is almost impossible for someone her age!"
"The higher-ups of the Crimson Tower really made great efforts this time. To think that they would actually capture someone from the barbarian tribes…"
Many were hesitant to bid for the young girl, but there were still some who weren't afraid of the consequences.
"Five hundred gold coins! I want her!" Someone from the crowd shouted.
"Do you think that you are the only one who has money? Five hundred and twenty gold coins!" Another one shouted.
Despite the dangers of owning a barbarian slave, some people still raised their bids for the young girl.
"Filthy humans, you will pay for this! Once the members of my tribe are made aware of your- ahh!!!" The young barbarian girl couldn't continue as she was remotely electrocuted by the special chains on her neck and limbs.
These chains were crafted using mithril and they were also engraved with a strange ability called 'subjugate'. Whoever was wearing these chains could be punished by the one who held the controller.
No one cared about the young barbarian's complaints as they continued the bidding process.
Finally, after almost a quarter of an hour, the final bid was announced.
"Three thousand and six hundred seventy-five gold coins! Sold! Congratulations to the guest from…"
Fredrinn and the others exchanged glances.
"So they are indeed being auctioned illegally. These bastards!" Henry who was calm the entire time cursed under his breath.
"Sir Henry…" Fredrinn's trembling voice drifted into his ears.
The old warrior turned his head and saw Fredrinn shaking from anger.
"Calm down, Sir Fredrinn. Just wait a little bit more. Once the auction is over, we will start the rescue operation." He whispered to the agitated Elite Knight.
"I know, but I will not be lenient to those bastards!" Fredrinn muttered through gritted teeth.
Henry didn't say anything more. He was also furious and he shared the same sentiment with Fredrinn.
You are not the only one who plans to kill them, Sir Fredrinn.
The old warrior thought to himself.
Meanwhile, the next slave was already brought to the stage. With the appearance of a barbarian among the auctioned products, the atmosphere inside the venue became unusually cold.
