A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 325: Auction House Attack (1)

Auction house in the infamous crime city of Feden.

We sold so many items here that there was literally nothing that wasn't sold.

Of course, there are slaves that an ordinary city auction house would not have been able to proudly upload.

I have collected and sold tonne of weeds that are commonly seen along the street, and I have also sold legendary weapons said to have been used by ancient warriors.

Neither the person who sold it nor the person who bought it knows if the legend is true.

Still, since both sides of the deal were satisfied, wouldn't that be the end of it?

Sell ??anything. Or I sold it.

It was Peden's auction house with such pride, but this time, even they were embarrassed.

Selling slave virgins.

This was their first time.

That's because it was much easier to just sell the slave itself rather than bother selling a virgin.

From a buyer's perspective, if you only wanted to buy a virgin, it was much cheaper and faster to go to Changgwan and buy it.

In most brothels, a separate list of virgin prostitutes was maintained in order to sell them at a premium.

Then, what about high-level slaves that can't be found in regular brothels?

An S-class slave like me.

This isn't easy either, S rank is not something you can easily get.

I got it in one go, but on the other hand, it also meant that unless you looked like a player character, that is, the main character of the world, it would be difficult to get an S-level rating based on appearance alone.

Bisil said that you can only get S level if you satisfy a huge number of criteria, including not only appearance, personality, and origin, but also elegance, character, ability, and sexual skills.

Justitia, who came from the premium of royal families, was only an A-level student before she was honed through various trainings.

And due to the nature of being a slave, most people lose their virginity before receiving the S rank.

Justitia, in appearance, personality, ability, origin... I saved it because I was confident that it would become S-class with a little bit of refinement, but it's hard to think that cases like Justitia would often happen.

Moreover, despite all these conditions, you have to stay in Peden.

Therefore, the auction house was quite nervous ahead of the rare and bizarre auction of the virgins of S-class slaves.

"You are this way! Come this way!"

The day to move from the warehouse to the auction house.

People from the warehouse and people from the auction house gathered together for the handover.

We, that is, Me and Justitia, changed our positions according to the words of someone who appeared to be an auction house employee while the Changgwan manager was handing over.

– Bah!

"Ouch!"

An auction house employee was hit in the back of the head by another employee. It sounded like it was quite painful.

"No, brother. Why?"

"I told you to call me senior here, not hyungnim."

"Ah. Yep. "Senior."

"Be careful what you say. "These people are precious people."

"Yes? "So, isn't that a slave?"

"There are classes of slaves too. Child. Does S class look like shit? "If they get hurt, even if you work all your life, you won't be able to repay them."

After listening to the words exchanged between the two, it seems like that is the case.

"Is this really true?"

"... I don't know either."

When I asked Justitia, she said she didn't know much about this princess either.

Well, there is no way even a princess would know the market price of an S-class slave.

Still, I know that it is treated with some respect.

Roughly... Is it treated like an ornament carefully placed in a noble house?

It's an object, you can sell it and use it however you want, but if a servant or slave breaks it, it feels like your life is over that day.

"Uh... Huh. Excuse me. "You two, please come this way."

I was informed on the other side that the story had ended, with a distinctly different tone of voice.

The expression on his face still showed emotions that were difficult to understand. Are you okay? Because I don't know either.

Still, it was comfortable because it was something I didn't need to understand.

The way they speak to us has changed, but our position has not changed.

All I had to do was follow what I was told.

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After the quality inspection process was over, I joined the manager again and stood there like a folding screen while talking about various things with the auction house.

After a long and boring day, Justitia and I were locked up somewhere in the auction house.

Three days until auction day. No, two days?

They say they will spend that period in this room.

It's not like I'm just killing time, but I said there are various procedures...

What's more important than that. This is not beyond the portal.

In other words, it's finally time to achieve the goal I infiltrated.

I looked around the room.

It was a pretty nice room. In terms of an inn, it is not a luxury inn, but it is a room that can accommodate 4 people in a decent inn.

It is said to be a room for high-class slaves who occasionally appear at auction houses. Of course, they could not have imagined that the product would not be slaves but only slave girls.

There were sturdy iron bars on the windows, and iron bars replaced the doors on the door, so you could clearly see inside and out, but this was good enough.

Once you hide behind furniture, an invisible blind spot may appear.

But this is not important, I was looking for something.

"What are you looking for?"

"It's a magic tool for surveillance. I was wondering if it was here too."

"Ah. That's okay. "It's not here."

"Then that's a good thing... Justitia, how do you know that?"

"I felt it after spending several months with Madogu."

That's what I felt.

It struck me once again that Justitia was unable to use her magic because of her slave necklace, and that she was a better wizard than Flora.

Anyway, it's good that there are no magic tools for surveillance.

She took out her transmitter that she had put in her inventory.

"Uh? Where did you get it from now? Is it by any chance an ability?"

"Ah... Yes. That's right."

In fact, inventory is more of a perk as a player than an ability. The performance is also better than what I have.

But there was no reason to bother discussing the differences.

"How amazing. Then what did you bring out now?"

"This is a transmitter. If you press this, your location will be sent and Flora will come to the rescue."

"You're the youngest? Is it okay..."

Justitia worried about Flora first even though she was the one who was captured.

The Flora she remembers is an innocent princess who doesn't know anything about the world.

"Are you okay. Flora has also grown a lot."

"I guess so, right? Still, I'm still worried. Ah. Our Flora..."

I pressed the transmitter while listening to Justitia's worried voice.

This must have conveyed our location.

All that's left is to wait.

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– Stinging!!!

The weasel's hideout.

The magic tool linked to the transmitter worked with a sound like a cicada crying.

"The signal has arrived!"

While they were busy preparing to enter the auction house, Asil, who found it first, shouted loudly and called the weasel.

"These coordinates..."

"Why? Is there a problem?"

"No. However, it's in a more corner than I thought. "I need to increase the amount a little more."

"Geh. "More than now?"

"Not that much. I'll have to make 30%, no, 50% more just in case. Don't worry. There will be no shortage of materials."

"No, what I'm worried about is not the ingredients, but my physical strength."

The weasel returned to where he was working without listening to Asil's complaints.

Asil also grumbled, but since there was no other way, he calmly followed the weasel.

A great heat was rising in the workshop.

It was to boil the liquid bubbling in the cauldron in the center.

"A handful of penne berries, three Larju's claws, half a bottle of Red Slime's slime..."

In front of the cauldron, Flora was reading the recipe in her hand and adding the ingredients one by one.

What was happening here was alchemy.

Neither Flora nor Asil had any knowledge of alchemy, but surprisingly, the weasel knew how to do it.

"It's not a very difficult recipe. It's a simple recipe where you just add the ingredients."

"I have no idea what is what."

It is said that complex recipes require a certain amount of magic power to be injected every few seconds and ingredients to be added over a period of several seconds.

Asil promised that she would not show any interest in alchemy.

"So? Isn't it time to tell them? What are you making?"

"Ah. "Didn't I tell you?"

"At all. First, I was told to move my hands first because I was busy."

"What I'm making now... Yes. When used, it is a tool that spreads shock waves, flames, and shells widely around the surrounding area due to the great pressure generated inside."

"Uh... "What?"

"To put it simply, it is a bomb."

Tuk.

A bomb, a tool that had just been made, fell from Asil's hand.

"Well. You have to be careful. It's dangerous."

"Ah. Well, thank you. No, that..."

Asil was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak properly.

"... Then, is this all?"

"Explosives, gunpowder, whatever. That's what they are called."

Asil looked at what he was making a moment ago and what he had made.

There were so many bombs that they were made to fill up an entire warehouse and the remaining ones were piled up outside.