"The first night of this beautiful boy, the highest price wins!"

"Good! Agree! ”

"It's the fairest!"

After Aristophanes said the words of Heinier's first night, the courtyard of the small Roman brothel erupted like a volcano, and the men became excited at once.

"Aristophanes, right? You can't do that, you don't have the right to auction me! ”

Heinill's eyes were red with anger, his hands firmly grasped the two thin pillars of the cage, and he said angrily to the owner of the brothel.

"Child, you are a gift from the goddess Freya. Of course, I have the right to dispose of you as I please. With a cunning turn of his eyes, Aristophanes shifted the blame to God and succeeded in diverting Heineer's attention.

"Freya! It's all this woman'......," Heinier repeated viciously.

Isn't it because of some reason that she is dissatisfied! The previous rumors and insults were not enough, and now they are still kidnapping and trafficking in people. He knew that this woman was a femme fatale, his natural enemy, and she couldn't get along with him everywhere.

Now it's really hard for him, he's a god anyway, and he's reduced to being treated as a prostitute, uh...... No, the situation of the prostitute auction!

"Don't worry, kid. With your beauty, if you are a little smarter, I can guarantee that whoever buys you will be treated with kindness. Aristophanes looked kind, and then comforted Henill.

"I don't want any men, they're all beasts!" Heinir was already mad at this point and began to smash the cage.

"Good. I just love it! ”

"It's a personality, it's definitely cool to do!"

Someone shouted from below.

Do Nima! Hainir roared in his heart at the lewd rough men. If in his previous life, he still had a trace of respect for the masculine style that prevailed in ancient Greece and the ancient custom of adult men guiding young men, then at this time he has completely broken into slag!

"Alright, carry him to the stage of the brothel heavenly court." Aristophanes pointed to the golden birdcage and instructed the slaves standing behind him, and immediately several tall, dark-skinned slaves came and carried the golden birdcage outside with Henier.

The architectural style of this Roman brothel is very majestic, but also delicate and gorgeous. The courtyard is a two-storey marble building with an open air on the top and a shallow pool of clear water below.

The eaves are supported by towering Doric columns on all sides, and below are wide standing corridors with a wide marble stage leading to the central pool, and the square patio pool is tightly divided into four small pools by these bridges.

Heinir, along with the cage, was placed on a high raised stage beneath the Heavenly Court. This central location would have allowed people to have an unobstructed view of the beauties dancing on it, and it was natural to see the auction items clearly.

The surrounding area of the Heavenly Court was already crowded with water at this time, and even the second-floor balcony of the courtyard was full of people. It seems that the excitement of the Roman brothel must have spread, and it is estimated that the citizens of all the city of Rome have rushed here. Aristophanes smiled inwardly, and looked as if some of the senators of Congress had arrived.

Aristophanes also took to the stage, showing down the Heineer who was the lot, quieting the noisy crowd and exclaiming, "Now, let's all start bidding!" ”

A magical phrase lingered among the Doric colonnades of the Roman brothels, crashing into the hearts of the men who couldn't wait.

"I'll give 100 silver coins!"

A man was the first to stand up and shout the price, causing everyone to look at him with contempt, until the man looked at him and retreated with his neck curled. Such a beautiful boy can only start with gold coins!

"20 gold!"

"50 gold!"

"60 gold!"

The crowd began to increase the price in turn.

"I'll give you 100 gold coins!"

It was Lord Artit, who had just lost the bet, who spoke. Artet was already a handful of old people, and his hair and beard were gray, and at this moment he stood up tremblingly, wading into troubled waters like you and me, and also came to grab gimmicks with the young man who was light and strong, making everyone despised.

Even Heinir, who had calmed down and could only hang his head in the cage, couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he saw this person. He didn't dare to imagine that it would fall into the hands of such an old man...... In other words, is it okay to be so old? Being slept by such an old man, Heinir was terrified when he thought about it, he didn't want it......