Return of the Iron-blood Sword Hound Chapter 35

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Episode 35 Auction House Flower (1)

night. Outskirts of Underdog City.

For some reason, high-end wagons gather in groups in an empty lot where no one usually comes.

A black tent covered the entire large clearing.

Masked aristocrats and wealthy men entered the barracks arrogantly.

Today is the day of the slave auction. Of course, it is a slave auction that has not been officially reported to the Baskervilles.

That is why the slaves exhibited here are undeclared products.

Originally, there were many people who could not be traded as slaves.

For example, a savage who lost his hometown, a nobleman in a distant province, or a commoner who was suddenly kidnapped one day.

They are beings who have been chained and trained with hawks or drugs and have completely broken their will to run away or report them.

Or it was a product that will be like that in the future.

“Welcome, welcome. Welcome to tonight’s ‘freak show’! Yes, come, welcome.”

A clown dressed as a clown welcomes visitors.

Before long, a middle-aged man walked in front of the clown.

A middle-aged man with a long goatee and somewhat sloppy appearance kept looking around to see what was so unsettling.

The clown checked the middle-aged man’s pass.

“Mmmmmmm. Chihuahua Mont Blanc. Oh, so you come from the Montblanc family? The handwriting of this stylish signature is Montblanc’s exclusive patent that no one can imitate. … … oh?”

The clown caught a middle-aged Chihuahua named Mont Blanc while trying to let him through.

The Chihuahua is visibly upset.

The clown said with his eyes narrowed at him.

“Looking at the purpose of the visit written on the certificate, you didn’t come to buy slaves… … It says you came to sell it?”

“ah. exactly. I’m here to sell you.”

“What about things for sale?”

“Yes? I, I tied it up behind you for a while. There is only one anyway. He’s a young guy, so he doesn’t take up much space.”

Then the clown smiled and bowed his head again.

“okay. Montblanc people are always good customers who buy slaves in large quantities. This time, they said they were selling, so I asked because I was worried that the people I bought last time might not like it and are selling it.”

Chihuahua wiped the cold sweat with a handkerchief and nodded.

“That is not true. I am always satisfied with the quality of the slaves bought here.”

“Yes? you’re right. We sell only selected slaves. It’s because they kidnap savage women who have lost their families and hometowns, commoners, and aristocratic young girls from faraway provinces without even realizing it, and tame them harshly. He is obedient in everything and cannot dream of running away or rebelling. Quality is guaranteed.”

The clown bowed politely once again to the Chihuahua.

“Welcome to the Freak Show.”

* * *

There was a strange tension running through the auction house.

Under a thick layer of hookah and tobacco smoke, masked men and women sit around the center stage.

All the rich people who move the underdog underground economy have gathered here.

A lady wearing a butterfly mask licks her lips at a barbaric male slave on stage, and a gentleman wearing a bat mask licks her lips at a male slave from a mercenary on stage.

The things that came up on the stage in the auction house had no distinct masses.

Items such as old pots, famous artworks, and sharp treasured swords were uploaded, rare animals and monsters, and people branded as slaves were also uploaded.

But for the rich people gathered here, that sort of distinction is fine.

Because they usually treat things, animals, and people as the same thing.

The distinguished guests wearing masks were talking amongst themselves while covering their mouths with fans.

“I hear it’s fashionable in the imperial capital these days to capture and display bizarre-looking slaves?”

“I am not very interested in such trends. A slave is just as long as he is pretty and handsome.”

“If you are a slave, shouldn’t you be good at work or good at fighting?”

“Hahaha, I was attracted to the tragic past of slaves. That’s why I prefer people from fallen nobles or kidnapped nobles.”

“Whatever. I hope there are many slaves who can be used today.”

People’s attention was mostly towards slaves.

An emcee dressed as a clown stands on stage and shouts at the top of her voice.

“yes! This sword and shield are clearly relics of an ancient civilization! 30 million gold is out! Any more!? yes Then the bid was successful! Applause to the man in the snake mask over there who will take this lucky weapon! Come on, it’s the next listing! everyone! Look at this beautiful jewel-encrusted crown! It must have been written by the king of a kingdom that was destroyed somewhere in the history books… … .”

at that time.

The eyes of the spectators, who were only focused on the slaves, suddenly rushed towards one place.

The item for sale this time was not a person, but nevertheless it was enough to focus all the attention in the hall for a moment.

A black water buffalo covered in black muscles.

Huge horns, a massive body, and three red eyeballs glisten.

<Hell buffalo ‘Murcielago’>

Hazard level: A

Size: 3m

Discovery Location: Red and Black Mountains Part 2 Ridge

-A type of cow that lives in the ‘Yu-gye(油界)’, a place deep in hell.

It is said to have nineteen hearts and will not stop charging until all of them stop.

It was a gigantic monster that inhabited Red and Black Mountains.

However, the reason why no one runs away even though this monster appeared on the stage is simple.

Because this Murcielago was dead.

the moderator exclaimed.

“ruler! This sale was secretly embezzled what the Baskerville knights had hunted! That rare, dangerous A-ranked monster! Skin, meat, bones, organs, nothing to throw away!”

The hell buffalo had nineteen wounds on its body.

It seems that he died only after all his hearts were destroyed.

The price of these corpses soon skyrocketed.

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“100 million gold!”

“120 million!”

“140 million!”

“190 million!”

“200 million!”

“250 million!”

Even though they are not human slaves, the entire auction house heats up.

The moderator who sold the carcass of a hell buffalo at a good price led the auction in earnest to see if the excitement was rising.

“ruler! From now on, it’s auction time for only humans and pseudo-humans!”

Before long, people of all kinds began to climb onto the stage.

A savage man with dead eyes as if he had given up on everything, an abducted aristocratic woman crying begging to be returned home, a commoner boy terrified as if he still had no idea where he was, a fallen nobleman screaming that he would rather be killed. ‘s daughter.

“1 million!”

“200 million!”

“250 million!”

“Get 7,000 more!”

“I wanted that bitch! No one can touch me!”

“You are laughing. Bring more money.”

The more they cry, scream, and give up, the more the madness of the people surrounding the stage grows thicker.

Right then.

The moderator, who was excited by the actively selling items, suddenly looks puzzled.

“… … uh? uh huh Are you putting this up for sale? Yes? Gee, really? Oh, I see. I’ll see if I can sell it.”

He stutters as if he has trouble communicating with the men behind the scenes.

yet. He straightens his expression and speaks again.

“ruler! The next listing is a little different than ever! A different charm! This product still has plenty of room for training!”

That means that even the slave traders are still out of control.

The emcee, who had finished packing, dragged the slave to the center of the stage.

Unlike in the past, this time the slave came up on stage while being locked in a cage with strong iron bars.

“Quaaaaagh!”

Goosebumps erupt in succession.

Inside the cage, a barbarian girl with a black face was running amok.

Would you be 17 now?

Silver hair interspersed with black hair, triangular pointed ears, and a black face that had been smeared with ashes, so it was originally a light brown color.

He was wearing a choker with thorns around his neck, and the animal skin that was draped like a garment was nothing more than a piece of rag.

His body, visible through the rags, was strong and slender, but he was covered in ashes, so his face was unrecognizable, and he was raging and growling so violently that no one raised a bid sign.

“!אני בת המלך. תקלל אותך. אני אהרוג אותך”

A language that doesn’t speak at all.

Moreover, the ladies were turning their heads with frowns because of the animal smell that had been wafting across the stage from earlier and the body odor as if they hadn’t washed for dozens of days.

“… … Oh, who buys this?”

Even the clown watching the society is talking to himself like this, so it’s like he’s done talking.

Still, he was in a position where he had to sell his own products, so he did his best to make a comment.

“Ego! ruler! It is said that slave traders have come to pick up things that have fallen in the depths of the jungle! Come on, don’t do that! Wouldn’t such ferocious slaves have a taste of being tamed again? Whether as a night attendant or as a gladiator! It’s time to prove your mastery of slavery! Let’s start with a bid of 5 million! ruler! start!”

… … .

But no one raises their hand.

Usually, there are people who will ask for the lowest bid price considering the moderator’s face and the atmosphere of the auction house, but… … There wasn’t even that this time.

“Eight! Then I’ll lower the minimum bid a bit! 3 million! Aren’t there three million!”

… … .

“Then it won’t even come out! 2 million! Let’s take 200! Again, you can’t even break even!”

… … .

“I get it, I get it! 1 million! Close your eyes and go 1 million! Take it and boil it, even for human meat! We only sell meat by weight!”

… … .

But in the end, no one raised a hand.

The moderator grumbled and gestured.

“it’s okay. this is not for sale I said, only post guaranteed products. no way! Get it off the stage quickly! From now on, you should use a wind catcher or something.”

Soon, slave traders came onto the stage and pulled down the barbarian girl’s cage.

Even in the midst of this, the girl had a major accident by biting off the fingers of the merchant who was holding the bar.

The atmosphere in the auction house became chaotic.

The organizers had to somehow control this atmosphere.

Is that why?

The moderator felt that it was time to bring out the special S-class item of the trumpet.

“ruler! fist! Ladies and Gentlemen, Jumo~Jade! Focus your attention from now on! If I judge subjectively, the best sale today is coming out right now!”

yet. A man appeared on the stage.

A boy with handcuffs on his wrists and heavy chains.

A youthful face that looked like a 15-year-old.

Even though the restraints must be heavy, the boy’s gait is unstoppable.

A faint admiration flowed from the audience at that confident and calm spirit.

Eventually, as the boy stands in the center of the stage, the torches above him illuminate the boy’s face all at once.

The boy’s appearance was revealed in a bright halo of light.

And the audience who saw it shut their mouths at once.

“… … oh.”

The expressions of all the noble ladies and some middle-aged men gathered here were becoming hazy.

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