Chapter 607: Auction and Assistance

*Snap! *

A bright beam of light shone down upon the stage.

Inside a large display case wrapped in reinforced glass on the polished, ornate brown wooden floor, two girls with terrified expressions were plainly visible.

The young girls looked almost identical.

Delicate and beautiful, their skin was snowy white and luminous, seeming to cast a phantom glow beneath the light.

A pair of long, proudly upturned ears drew the eye at once.

Their figures, features, and proportions were a perfect showcase of nature's uncanny craftsmanship.

Two elves!

It was only a pity that they both looked rather young; beneath their white dresses their figures were slightly slender.

But what drew even more attention was that on the backs of the twin elves curled a pair of white wings, utterly holy and pure.

"Ooooh—"

The dim area below the stage was divided into private booths by screens; every person inside was dressed in splendid, dignified finery, every inch the gentleman.

They all wore masks over their faces, so their features could not be seen.

Perhaps they were all high officials and nobles from some country or another.

When they fixed their eyes on the beautiful elven sisters beneath the light, they burst into surprised murmurs of excitement.

*Crack! *

A crisp strike of the gavel.

The gorgeous woman at the lectern on stage struck the wooden mallet in her hand, quietly waiting for the audience to fall silent.

Her smile was seductive, striking just the right balance between allure and refinement.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today's seventh lot, as you can see — twin sisters of mixed winged-human and elven blood! They possess the perfect beauty of elves while also bearing the winged-humans' luminous skin and holy wings!

Starting price! Twenty thousand Jin Along! Each bid increase, the usual rule — no less than two thousand Jin Along per raise.

By the way, the young misses are both virgins, but they have been carefully trained by the Campbell family's chief tamer, Lady Seli. Once given a certain command, they'll come wagging their little hips to find their master."

Before she had even finished speaking.

Someone in the audience below was already displeased.

A man in a neat black formal suit and top hat gave two snorts of dissatisfied laughter.

This gentleman was clearly no small fellow — even the ivory-white carved mask couldn't contain his entire face.

A fair, delicate dog-person beside him pouring water was startled, and accidentally spilled water onto the table.

The man irritably kicked him aside and cursed at the hostess on stage:

"Mixed winged-human and elf blood? Don't tell me you're fobbing us off with another batch of 【Bio-Weaving】 fakes. Auctioning is fine, but what if after the fact a mage proves they weren't naturally born?"

The hostess kept her smile and nodded: "Every lot in this auction house supports mage appraisal — if it's fake, we refund, please rest assured."

"Hmph, you'd better be. I'll bid 30,000. My household happens to be short a pair of spittoons, and these two will just barely do. No one is to compete with me."

*Boom! *

Before he had even finished speaking.

The side door of the auction house was suddenly smashed open.

A man wearing a dragonfly mask, the lower half of his face deathly pale and drenched in sweat, clutched the wrist where his right palm was missing — though the bleeding had clearly already been staunched by magic.

"Mr. Dragonfly?"

The gorgeous hostess recognized this core member of the Campbell family.

The dragonfly-masked man paid her no attention at all, addressing the distinguished guests below the stage.

"Apologies, everyone! Today's proceedings have encountered a small accident. The auction is temporarily suspended. Please rest assured — all of today's bidding information will be preserved. Hostess, please first escort the distinguished guests out of the premises."

The crowd immediately panicked.

This clearly looked like something had gone wrong. They were all people of status and reputation, precious and delicate — they could not afford such an accident or exposure.

They couldn't spare a thought for the auction's lots, and hurried out under the hostess's guidance with cries of alarm.

Before long.

The auction hall was empty.

The dragonfly-masked man kept a cold face, drew a deep breath, and put on a respectful expression.

He looked toward the Grand Commander Kat and the Cardinal Archbishop David, who were waiting at the side door not far away.

"Your Eminence, Commander Kat, please come this way. I'll fetch that 'item' for you."

Rod stared at the report Tally had sent through the 【Far Whisper Chain】, falling into a long silence.

The halfling Ari, the enemy he and Tally had faced together a year ago.

Was he Lily's brother?

What a coincidence.

When Rod heard Tally's final words — that Ari had cut off his own parents' heads in order to join the Yige Sect — he too felt a touch of melancholy.

【Tally: Does Tally find a chance to tie up the little runt and let Master give her a good thrashing? As the saying goes, one good roll in the hay wipes out all grudges — once enslaved, you don't have to worry about her turning on us.】

That little succubus brain of hers — who knew what it was thinking about day in and day out.

【Rod: What are you saying? Don't go off half-cocked. Go comfort her.】

【Tally: Hmph~ Tally doesn't want to comfort some girl. Tally's affection is only for Master, and the only one Tally will comfort with her body is Master!】

Rod let out a threatening hum.

Tally instantly backed down, hung up the transmission, saying she was going to transform into Rod's appearance to comfort her.

He couldn't be bothered to manage this troublesome creature.

They were too close to the estate — they had probably already entered the estate's sphere of influence.

Fortunately, most of the ones I ran into were just fodder, though there were a great many of them — dealing with them all will probably take some time.

Rod stood on the hillside and looked into the distance.

Good lord, that estate was at least ten-plus kilometers away.

From his conversation with Rosalia, he learned that the Yige Sect had made contact with the Campbell family over a certain item.

From the sound of it, that item seemed quite important, so the priority for sabotage was even higher.

Might as well just fly straight in.

"Before that, Rosalia."

Walking along the road toward the bustling estate, a gust of wind blew past, sending grass clippings fluttering.

Rod suddenly stopped walking, his expression serious: "I need your help — to deal with that ninth-tier."

Rosalia was taken aback for a moment, and that cold-white, ravishing face grew solemn as well.

"Please go ahead. No matter what it is, I will assist."

"You must have seen that the opponent's domain failed to break through my defense right away, yet pierced my heart from the inside, yes?"

"Yes, but afterward his domain seemed to lose its control."

Rod said in surprise: "Sharp eye, huh."

The Tooth Fairy Young Lady smiled with quiet grace: "I won't hide it from you, Rod — not long ago I also mastered a domain related to the moon, usable only in limited fashion during the daytime."

The color on her face suddenly turned a little unnatural, and her voice grew smaller and smaller.

All because the night she had mastered that domain was the very night she had been ambushed and gravely wounded by an invading dark elf.

That night.

She had entered the 【Moth Chrysalis】 state to preserve her life, and afterward was saved by Rod.

The scene — and the taste and texture — of being force-fed five or six bottles of essence still lingered in her mind.

And then there was Rod, that bastard, patting her bottom and telling her to call him daddy — and she really had called out several times, acting coquettish and kissing him.

Pure black history.

Rosalia took a deep breath and forced down the memories surging up in her mind.

She put on an expression of calm composure once more, her phoenix eyes with slightly upturned corners unchanged in color.

Rod deliberated for a moment.

"Mm, his domain lost control because another of my spiritual arts activated. This spiritual art can corrode the power of a domain, but… how should I put it, it needs… sigh…"

Seeing him hemming and hawing, Rosalia couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

"Just tell me — whatever I can do to kill that man, I'll definitely help you."

"Actually… it's just that, actually, that spiritual art is an extension of my 【Charm Fluid】. It can give my essence the effect of corroding domains… I need a girl to help me out."

"…"

The Tooth Fairy's lashes trembled, and her body went rigid.

The memories she had forcibly suppressed instantly burst their dam, and that slippery sensation and strange taste flooded her mind in an instant.

(End of chapter)