111 Thirteen’s Angry Birb [Part 1]

"Welcome my young friend," Norris said with a smile. "Are you perhaps here to purchase slaves again?"

"Yes," Thirteen replied. "But, I want the special ones, and not the ones sold here."

"Oh dear, are you referring to the ones that I will send to the auction house a week from now?"

"Yes."

Norris rubbed his chin, as he looked at the snake that was coiled up around the boy's neck. 

Seeing that the Domini Mortis had a satisfied look on her face, the Slave Master couldn't help but ask the boy a question.

"Can you tell me why you want to purchase those special slaves?" Norris inquired. "But, before that, let's go inside. This is not a good place to discuss these matters."

The middle-aged man made a gesture for Thirteen to follow him to his office in order to have a proper talk.

Thirteen nodded and followed behind him because he also didn't want to discuss these things in the open.