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The mountain range located between the eastern border of the Rosargues Empire and the border of the Kingdom of Ransell is a small mountain range called Moyek.

Located in the middle of a vast forest in the middle of a mountain range is a small town.

Its name is Snake Town.

It's just that more people prefer to call him the base camp of the Serpent Mercenary Regiment.

Most of the inhabitants of this five-square-kilometer town are new and old members of the Snake Ring Mercenary Group and their families, just like a normal town. There are inns, taverns, grocery stores, blacksmiths, and other shops necessary for human life.

However, when it comes to Snake Town, many people above the Big 6 will immediately think of one word, slave.

As a mercenary group whose main industry is to capture and trade slaves, the Snake Mercenary Group is completely in a state of rats crossing the street and everyone shouting and beating them in the whole Big 6.

But among some nobles, slave traders, rich people who like all tastes, the Serpent Mercenary Group is a boon for them.

And it is these people who feed all the members of the entire Snake Ring Mercenary Group, as well as their families, and it is they who make the current Snake Town so prosperous.

The sun was shining high in the clear blue sky, with only a small white cloud drifting by.

It was a very comfortable weather, and both the sun and the cool wind gave people a pleasant feeling.

In these weather, the weekly slave auction in Snake Town is underway.

Seifer, deputy head of the Snake Snake Mercenary Regiment and deputy mayor of Snake Town.

He was sitting in his office, squinting at the auction below, but there seemed to be a small wooden stick the size of a fingernail on his right eyelid.

It's not a decoration for Self or something that is put on the eyelids for some purpose.

It's a homegrown way in his hometown to stop his eyelids from jumping.

In his hometown, there is a saying that 'the left eye jumps wealth and the right eye jumps disaster', and he has been jumping in his right eye since he got up in the morning, and even if he put a small wooden stick, he still can't stop his right eye from jumping.

"Nothing so far."

Seifer asked the steward beside him, and this was his twenty-sixth inquiry since today's auction.

"Yes, they are all very successful at the moment, except for the orc who is very smooth."

Self nodded.

Although receiving such an answer made him breathe a sigh of relief, as an old mercenary who had experienced life and death countless times, Seifer always felt that something would happen today.

In the past, there were some outsiders in the Snake Town, but it had never been so uneasy for him since the morning as it had been today.

"You personally have that orc killed, and then call a few more brothers to guard here."

"Yes."

After the steward agreed, he respectfully withdrew from the office.

After the steward went out, Seifer took out a strange weapon from his bosom, the pale blade of the weapon emitted a faint light, it was a weapon that resembled a trident, but it was only the length of a dagger, so to speak, a fork, but at the grip there was a sharp blade that snaked out.

This is Seifer's weapon, a weapon that accidentally emerged from the belly of a powerful demonic beast, and has been with him for more than ten years now, and with the power of this weapon, it has also made him stand in his current position.

"I hope I don't need you today"

Looking at the weapon in his hand, Seifer muttered to himself.

"Huh?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Seifer couldn't help but look at the auction scene downstairs, and his eyes were locked on an elf boy who was being auctioned.

He is a very good-looking boy, and has extremely rare black eyes, which is a particularly rare commodity for those rich nobles who have a penchant for boys, so the moment he brought this boy under his hands, he decided to put this elf boy at today's auction.

And just as he expected, the moment the elf boy appeared, the whole room boiled, and the other slaves who appeared with the boy were much more pale, obviously there might be a bad auction, but Seifer didn't care about it at all, because those people were just foils for the elf boy.

Regardless of that strange fetish, everyone has begun to speculate on the price, and a small number of people have decided to buy it anyway.

This effect is what Seifer wants, just

"The kid is yawning?"

Seifer has been through too many slave sales and auctions, but he has never seen a slave stand on the auction table with such leisurely optimism.

It's as if the next thing has nothing to do with him, and he's just here to visit.

Wrong!

Not at all!

No one can put on such a face at such a time, unless they are absolutely confident that they will not be sold or know that they can leave in peace

Thinking of this, Seifer stood up suddenly.

"Someone!"

Hearing the summons, the subordinates who were outside immediately walked in.

"That elf, where did you catch it?"

This subordinate is Seifer's personal guard, so he will follow Seifer all day long, and at this time, he just glanced at the elf on the auction table, and said: "My lord, that elf was caught by Neil in the Ransel Kingdom three days ago, as for what it is, Neil They didn't say at the time. ”

"Call Neil and them for me right now."

Naturally, Seifer knew what his men were saying, and he was there at the time, but at this time he regretted very much why he didn't ask clearly.

While he waited anxiously, Seifer never took his eyes off the elf boy on the auction table.

The boy seemed to be aware of Syver's gaze, but he just smiled at him, and had no other interest, still looking lazy.

At this time, the boy yawned again, then moved his lips, apparently muttered to himself, and then sat down directly.

Such a bold act immediately aroused the displeasure of the auctioneer.

And this move made Saifer's heart beat even more.

However, in the next moment, Seifer's face was startled, and his eyes moved to the sky outside the window.

Not only him, but all the people in the town of Snake Town, no matter what their status is, everyone looked at the sky.

This was true of the auctioneers who had intended to be insulted, as were the wealthy buyers, and so were the slave guards at the back of the auction house.

Except, that elf boy.

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