chapter 6

South of the royal capital of the Kingdom of Harnigalbat and through a huge forest, you will find Solly, a small town where the adventurers of the south gather.

An adventurer is akin to what is known as a millionaire. However, with the rapid increase in the number of demons, the demand is high, and sometimes you can get rich.

More and more of them gather together only to hear the grating words “I have a dream”. Nowadays, a guild has been established and has become an organizational entity. I was told by a mercenary directly under the king’s capital to explain……

It had been about two and a half months since we had been summoned in the basement of the royal castle.

By now, my classmates are probably going back and forth between dungeons while training at the royal castle.

I, on the other hand, am a lone adventurer.

I passed through the busy shopping district as if flowing and entered the back streets. The black cloak that I wear has been given the effect of reducing visibility, so it is unlikely that I will be seen by anyone I know. The matter is that there’s hardly anyone I can call an acquaintance.

Down the stairs to the basement in the middle of the narrow path. I went to the back and opened a small door, revealing a large hall. There were several chairs laid out and sparsely populated.

Some are fully clothed in armor, while others are wearing shirts and shorts as if to say they are here for a walk.

I sat down in a chair near the entrance. There was a squeaking sound, but no one paid any attention to me.

They …… only care about one thing, and that’s the people gathered in this meeting place, including me.

A merchant comes in through another door and stands in front of his customers.

“Thank you for your patience. We will now begin the auction.”

There’s only one thing we care about.

What kind of sl*ves we buy.

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Five slaves were brought in this time. The first was from a trading company in the west.

The merchant presided and the sl*ve auction began.

The man who was brought in was solidly built. He was dressed in clothes that looked like they had just been cut and had a collar attached that was large enough to cover his neck.

The man standing in front of the participants was empty-eyed and made no movement at first, but when the moderator next to him gave him an earful, he bowed his head.

“This man is a former adventurer who has fallen into sl*very due to the murder of three men.”

The words “former adventurer” and “murder” followed, causing the participants to straighten their postures as their chairs creaked. I was one of them.

A picture is worth a thousand words. Let me give you a peek at the status with the ability “Eyes of the Otherworld”.