With eyes that had lost hope in everything in the world, she followed Repenhardt.
Repenhardt and his party immediately left the Elvenheim auction house. They ran out in such a hurry, as if they were being chased, that Silan grumbled as to why they were in such a hurry.
As soon as I left the auction house and went out onto the street, I came to my senses. Leffenhardt took a breath.
“Whoa… … .”
Although he didn’t show it, he was actually very angry the moment he saw Siris. The moment she saw her wounded and bleeding, the blood rose to the tips of her hair and there was nothing in her eyes. In fact, she even momentarily moved her fist about 10 centimeters. If he had moved just 30 centimeters more, the slaver would have been left headless. The years he lived were not in vain, and he managed to regain his composure, otherwise he would have caused a massacre.
Still, after going outside and getting some cold air, my head cleared up considerably. He looked back at Siris. Because she was brought in so hastily, she was covered in blood and dressed in shabby clothes.
“Cilan, please give me a healing spell.”
“I’m already doing it.”
Cilan responded bluntly. Siris, who was healed in an instant, looked much more at ease. Still, her body was trembling slightly. She looked puzzled for a moment, then gave Reppenhardt a look of regret.
‘Oh, you must be feeling cold now.’
It is said that elves are in harmony with nature and do not know heat or cold, but that was only when they lived as fairies in the forest and mastered elemental arts. Siris, who lived as a slave, did not yet have such skills.
Reppenhardt immediately took off his coat.
“It must be cold. “I’m sorry, just put this on for now.”
Siris laughed inwardly. She was so moved by her master that he handed over the clothes he used to wear to his slave, so should she tremble with emotion and refuse? I clearly know what to expect, but I have no intention of satisfying that feeling.
I will behave like a slave. But I will not live as a slave even in my heart. With that promise, she reached out her hand and took her coat and put it on. Like a slave, she did as she was told.
‘I think I’m losing my form in this cold. Where can I keep showing up?’
But somehow, wearing only a simple woolen top, the burly new owner did not show any signs of being cold. Although it is so cold that the river water is frozen, the cold wind is felt without hesitation as if it were a spring breeze. Looking at his expression, he seemed to be just happy that Siris was no longer cold.
‘Is it really not cold?’
To call it pretentious, there really aren’t any goosebumps on my skin. Siris stuck out her tongue slightly. Repenhardt said, walking ahead.
“Let’s go buy some clothes first.”
The three walked towards the commercial street. As the cold wind blows, my steps naturally become faster. In fact, Cilan and Siris walked faster due to the cold, while Reppenhardt just walked as usual. Because of the difference in leg length, the walking speed of the three became similar.
As he walked, Reppenhardt suddenly asked.
“Hey, you don’t have a name yet, right?”
“yes.”
It was returned three times and I received my name once, but I had already erased it from my memory.
“Um, there… … “How about the name Siris?”
“My name is Siris. All right.”
Siris nodded bluntly. Her face looked so unpleasant that Reppenhardt secretly noticed it.
“are you okay? Do you like it?”
“… … ?”
Siris looked at Reppenhardt with an expression of incomprehension. What does it matter if a slave likes a name or not? If you don’t listen, are you going to at least change it?
“My name is Siris. “I remembered.”
Reppenhardt was nervous at her still cold attitude. Did you mean that you like it? Ah, whether in the past life or the present life, it is still difficult to understand a woman’s heart!
Anyway, there wasn’t much opposition, so he gave her the same name as in ‘Past Life’.
“Then you are Siris Valencia from now on.”
In her previous life, she was very moved at this moment. She said there was no such thing as a master in the world who gave castles to his slaves. But now Siris had a sour face.
“Slaves don’t need sex. “Is this your master’s castle?”
“No, it’s the last name you should have.”
“… … ?”
I don’t know what this means again. Curiosity arose for a moment, but Siris immediately erased the doubt. Anyway, this guy is sure to return it a few days later, all irritated. He has no reason to pay attention to a human being who doesn’t matter.
Reppenhardt spoke softly, pointing to himself and Cilan.
“I’m Leppenhardt. “This is Cilan, and he is a priest of Philanense.”
“All right.”
Siris nodded with a dull expression.
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Lacus, the owner of the Elvenheim auction house, was doing the most enjoyable part of his day.
It was a matter of counting the gold coins in the safe. Although the investment costs for the elven slave business were enormous, the profits gained were also enormous. It may be hard to start, but once you get on track, you’ll never fail.
‘Unless all the men in the world become eunuchs or saints.’
Lacus, who became the 14th successor to become the owner of the auction house in a 300-year tradition, was happy in life. I heard that the ancestors who founded the auction house in the beginning had to endure hardships, but he inherited the business with ease and did not have to endure any hardships.
No matter how great the teachings are spread in each denomination, men in the world will never become saints. Therefore, his business will prosper forever!
It was the time when Lacus was excited. One of the servants announced the arrival of a distinguished guest. The moment he heard his name, he was so shocked that he stopped counting the gold coins and ran outside.
In the reception room, a fat young man in flashy clothes was already waiting for him with a frown. Lacus hung his head hungrily.
“Oh my, Mr. Terrik. welcome.”
Now was not the time to be counting gold coins, as he was the heir to the Duchy’s second-highest grand prize society, the Rolfein Chamber of Commerce, and the biggest customer of the Elvenheim auction house.
Terik’s expression relaxed at Lacus’ polite greeting.
“How have you been, Lacus?”
“It seems like it’s been three months since I last saw you. “Are you doing well these days?”
“It’s a little annoying because there’s a new company called Taoban, but there’s no problem.”
Taoban is a trading company that has recently gained prominence. Since they mainly specialized in grain, there were frequent minor disputes with Rollpain Company. Although there is basically nothing they do not handle, Rollpain Company’s main focus is grain and salt. Since their territories overlapped, these guys kept pushing spoons into his commercial area.
“So I was applying just the right amount of pressure.”
Lacus understood right away and burst into laughter, saying that it is customary to suppress things that bother you with money.
“Well, if you have the skills you have, wouldn’t you be able to do it well? haha.”
So the two briefly exchanged greetings. As the atmosphere slowly warmed up, Lacus returned to the main topic.
“You’ve come at the right time. I have a female elf that I have been raising with great care. “I was already planning to show it to you.”
But surprisingly, Terik shook his head.
“Ah, it’s okay this time. “There is something I want to buy separately.”
The fat young man frowned slightly and looked at Lacus.
“Why, I heard there is a Slayer that Beret returned not long ago?”
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Lacus understood right away. He was raised to be a Slayer at best, but he couldn’t help but notice that it was a huge failure that was returned three times. In the end, didn’t he sell it cheaply before he could even get his money’s worth? When I saw and heard that, I felt really sick.
“You mean number 148?”
“There is no way I would know the number you gave me, right? Anyway, that. “Please give me that.”
Terik pointed his finger as if to ask me to get a bottle of alcohol from the cupboard. Normally, he would have cheered, but… … .
“Oh, that’s it.”
Terik looked puzzled as he looked at Lacus.
“huh? Is there a problem?”
“Well, number 148 has already been sold.”
“Huh?”
“That one just sold, too. “It’s been less than an hour.”
Terik was taken aback. Originally, the Slayer was so expensive that it was not easily sold. Selling three in a year was considered a huge hit. Well, since elves have a very long expiration date(?), we can eventually sell them all.
‘But it’s already sold? ‘Is this something so complicated?’
“Could it be that Beret sensed my intentions and bought it again?”
“No, not Beret… … .”
Lacus shook his head.
“It was just a young man I had never seen before.”
“huh? “What is your name?”
“I do not know.”
“You don’t know? “Didn’t you sign when paying the draft?”
“Well, it’s all paid in cash.”
“Huh, you’re carrying enough money to buy a Slayer in cash?”
Even if he has a lot of money, he doesn’t carry around a few hundred gold coins in cash. In any case, all payments can be made with a draft from the highly trustworthy Rollpain Trading Company, so there is no reason to carry a heavy burden. The same goes for anyone who is wealthy enough to buy Slayer.
“The Slayer was so defective that I just passed it on for a low price. “I think that’s why.”
“Ugh… … .”
Judging by the fact that it was paid in cash, it seems that the wandering adventurer was lucky enough to hit the jackpot and achieve his dream. Perhaps they were swayed by the sound of it being cheap.
“Then, please tell me what that guy got up to.”
Terik thought he would have to buy the returned elf again. He originally intended to make fun of Beret, but when he heard that he had already been taken over by someone else, he became greedy. He was a Terry who could always have everything he wanted.
‘If you give me a moderate amount of money, I’ll be grateful and pass it on. ‘Is there anything in the world that money can’t do?’
Lacus hesitated for a moment at Terik’s request. It is the merchant’s law not to reveal the personal details of customers. If we are not careful, Elvenheim’s credibility may drop.
However, no matter how historic Elvenheim’s auction house is, it cannot compare to Rolpain Company.
‘Because I was like a newbie, I don’t think there will be any major problems.’
“It will be easy to find. “He was a very large young man.”
Lacus made up his mind and slowly described Leffenhardt’s appearance.
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Reppenhardt, who visited the largest and flashiest clothing store in Zeppelin, immediately scolded the owner and threatened him to bring everything Siris would wear, no matter how much money it would cost. The clothing store owner, who smelled the money, excitedly brought in various expensive women’s clothes.
“how is it? Is there anything you like?”
Leffenhardt asked her opinion. Of course, Siris just responded indifferently.
“Do as you wish, master.”
“No, you have to like it. Even if I like it… … .”
“Do as you wish, master.”
To Reppenhardt, who was embarrassed, Siris repeated the same words like a parrot. It seems like she wants to earn her gratitude by buying the enslaved woman some fancy clothes, but she is frankly laughable.
‘I guess you thought I’d be impressed if I bought you some expensive clothes, right?’
He didn’t think it strange at all that he would buy such expensive clothes for a slave. It was common to buy elf slaves and then dress them up in fancy clothes. The guys who first bought pretty elves, dressed them up like dolls, gave them eye candy, and then tried to take them off were the worst in the world.
Reppenhardt clicked his tongue at her icy attitude.
‘Well, there’s no way I’ll open my heart right away.’
To her, Siris is her lover whom she has loved for decades, but to her, he is a stranger whom she met for the first time today. It was natural to have that kind of attitude. Although I was disappointed, I could understand it.
‘It will get better with time.’
Anyway, I have to buy clothes. With a serious expression on his face, he began to choose various clothes himself.
‘What color did Siris like?’
Reppenhardt remembered her tastes from her past life and chose clothes one by one that she thought she would like. Even if a man is in a romantic relationship, it would be good if he only knew about the woman’s taste in clothes, such as her favorite colors, but he does not remember the details. That’s why I couldn’t remember her, so I even used an artificial lantern to trace her memory.
A real scene unfolded where a large man carefully appraised each and every piece of women’s clothing. Although the intention was good, it was a very perverted sight for others to see. Silan stayed far away because he was embarrassed.
“Oh, just pick roughly.”
What it looks like is that it looks like he is going to completely decorate the slave from head to toe to his own taste. Otherwise, why does it take so much time to choose each piece of clothing? If you’re buying clothes for your lover, you’re being sincere and considering your lover’s tastes (and that’s true), but the person you’re buying them for is an elf slave.
