Chapter 34.1: Vampire (4)

In a dark room.

A man was sitting behind a desk with his legs crossed and clenching his chair.

A massive body with one head larger than a normal person, and a muscular body that was about to explode. However, on the contrary, the surrounding atmosphere was gloomy and sharp.

Suha, who had just finished reporting, stood in the front, swallowing saliva and waiting for the other to respond.

"So···"

"Yes."

"An unknown young noble bought a vampire for a huge sum in Cubax. Is this the only thing you've found out?"

"···That's right."

"You're not even sure if he has anything to do with my brother's death…"

The man's voice drooped.

Suha felt like he wanted to close her eyes tightly. Because he knew it was the man's habit when he wasn't in a good mood.

Jack, the leader of Valkilov, that was the man's true identity.

Ahead of the organization's most important event, the auction, Jack was in a terrible mood.

His younger brother, John, was attacked and killed while escorting slaves to be auctioned to the city of Domihawk.

What made it even worse was that he didn't know who he should put this anger on.

The discovery was too late to track them down. He sent men to Cubax to check the circumstances behind the scenes, but what they found was only the report he just heard.

"Uhhh…."

Jack let out a shaky breath.

It had been a long time since he had such a hard time suppressing his anger.

John robbed money from time to time, touched slaves recklessly, and was hateful in many ways, but he was still the only blood relative Jack had in this world.

They had been together from the days when they were rolling on the street until they formed the Valkirov and raised them to become the number one organization in the Third Lord's territory.

He closed his eyes for a moment, suppressing the rising anger and emptiness again.

Soon, it was time for the auction to start. He would start a more detailed investigation after this.

Knock.

"Come in."

The knock rang, and an old elf cautiously opened the door and entered the room.

He was a member of the cadre in charge of those attending the auction.

Jack slowly opened his eyes and asked.

"What?"

"Someone whose identity was unknown attended the auction."

The attendees did wear masks, but that's just to cover each other's faces.

The organizer, Valkilov, was naturally aware of the identities of the attendees. They were the ones who gave the invitations in the first place, and most of the time, the attendees were mostly only those who regularly attended the auction.

Of course, sometimes there were attendees without information, and in that case, they paid a little more attention to them.

Normally, it was a report that he would pass on lightly, but Jack turned his attention to Suha, who had posted the report.

"You said John handed the invitation to the guy who bought the vampire."

"Yes, that's right."

"The escort knight attached to the young human man was said to be a woman. What do they look like?"

"The man had black hair, and the escort knight had white hair."

Jack turned his gaze back to the old man.

The old man nodded his head.

"Yes, it's the same. It was a human male with black hair and a human female with white hair."

"It's them."

Those who bought a vampire in Cubax, one that was about to be auctioned off.

Jack was silent for a moment, then slowly got up.

It was not known whether they had anything to do with his brother's death, but that seemed to be the only thing to look forward to right now.

***

As we went downstairs, the scenery unfolding was quite surprising.

Seats and podium. It looks like an auction house just as I had imagined, but it was because the space was bigger than I thought.

The inside of the auction house was dimly lit by glowstones embedded in the walls, and quite a few people were already sitting in the seats.

At the very back, there were also seats placed on the second floor railing, which at first glance looked like VIP seats.

Following the guidance of the person standing at the entrance, I took a seat and sat down with Asher.

What's this?

There was something like a numbered picket on the armrest of the chair, so I picked it up and looked at it. It's probably used when bidding at an auction.

I put down the picket and turned my gaze back to the podium.

Are the slaves coming from there?

The host would introduce the slaves, and the attendees would watch them like a beast in a cage, and if they like it, they bid.

Even if I had never experienced a place like this before, it was a scene that I had already drawn roughly.

I glanced back at Asher, who just clicked her tongue.

She definitely felt uncomfortable seeing all this.

By the way, when would it start?

More and more people started gathering, and the seats were already more than half full.

Some, like me, were sitting quietly waiting for the auction to start, while others were chatting with their companions, and I could hear their conversation through my super sensory.

"This time, there are a lot of high-quality products among the prisoners. They say we should look forward to it."

"Isn't it? I wish they had a child I like. I made a special leash to hang it on…."

It was a conversation that was disgusting to hear, so I immediately turned off my mind.

After a while, the curtains on the podium were lifted and a man in a suit with a mask appeared on stage with lights.

"Hello everyone, ladies and gentlemen who took part in the auction!"

It looked like the auction was about to start.