Chapter 5: The Auction

After a few minutes, Julianna returned, her eyes brimming with power. "Okay, make me some clothes to make sure I don't stand out at the auction." Liam said.

"You lazy- Alright..." Julianna said with a heavy sigh at the end. She outfitted Liam with clothing resembling what a low ranking noble would wear, then ensured its comfortability.

It is nothing too fancy, but it would help Liam at the auction. "You made sure to give me extra gold?" Liam asked. Julianna nodded. "Alright, let's go." Liam said as he exited the inn room.

Liam's outfit consists of a long coat reaching to his lower legs, some dress pants, a button-up, a vest, and some gloves. All of which are black with washed-out red accents.

As they exited the room, Liam looked back. "Also, make sure it never gets dirty, stained, etcetera, changing is a hassle." Liam said, then continued in the direction he was moving previously. Julianna sighed.

"You really are lazy..." She mumbled as she used her power to change her clothes into a one-piece dress of a fairly thin, though not overly thin fabric. The dress is a light brown color and has an iron necklace that holds it up. (Author's note: She also took off the collar and replaced it with the iron necklace, also, this makes her look less like a slave, more likely to be either a mistress {concubine} or servant.)

After a few minutes, they arrived at the auction center and walked towards the entrance. Once they reached the entrance, a man stopped them. "Password." He said. Julianna stepped forward.

"He who desires must buy." She said. The guard stepped to the side and allowed the two of them to enter. They entered into a grandiose building. The main room is quite large and has a chandelier hanging from the center of the ceiling.

There is a large open door straight ahead and stairs on both sides of the room leading up to what is likely a large ballroom. Julianna and Liam walked straight ahead and entered a room with many tables and chairs. Once they entered, they were guided to a table and sat down.

On the far side of the room, there is a large curtain blocking the stage where the 'merchandise' is showcased. The room already had a few groups sitting at other tables and the light were rather dim and appeared to be magical.

While waiting, Liam decided to finally take a look at his stats. Immediately text popped up. [Hello! I am your personal status assistant, Nerus.] The text read. After a moment, the text disappeared and a new text box appeared. [I will tell you the status of yourself and others, you can unlock upgrades and skills using a point system created entirely for you!] Nerus stated simply. [Lastly, there is a title system, however, you currently do not possess any titles. Titles can give boosts both small and large, though not all of them do.] Nerus finished.

'Interesting. So I take it this is from the whole overpowered part of my wish.' Liam made a seemingly accurate guess. After a few moments, the text box disappeared and his status appeared.

Liam Torrson

Race: Human?

Age: 18

Level: 0

Occupation: NEET

Health: 12

Mana: 2

Stamina: 90

Strength: 7

Dexterity: 6

Intelligence: 8

Wisdom: 10

Charisma: 0

Agility: 6

Luck: .̸̷̷̷̶̴̶̶̶̵̷̴̸̷̶̵̵̷̵̴̶̵̷̶̸̶̴̸̵̷̴̸̷̷̶̶̸̵̵̵̸̴̷̶̶̷̸̷̶̸̵̶̸̶̸̵̸̷̴̸̴̵̷̵̵̵̷̴̴̵̴̶̷̴̶̷̷̵̵̸̶̷̵̶̶̸̷̷̸̵̴̷̸̷̴̵̵̸̴̴̵̶̵̵̵̸̷̷̴̶̷̵̷̸̷̶̸̷̸̴̶̷̸̸̴̵̴̶̶̶̵̶̷̶̷̶̸̸̸̸̵̸̸̵̵̴̴̴̸̵̵̸̸̵̴̷̷̷̶̵̷̷̸̷̸̵̶̸̸̸̸̸̷̷̴̷̴̷̶̵̷̶̷̴̷̸̸̷̴̵̴̸̴̷̸̴̸̸̷̷̴̷̷̵̴̸̸̵̶̷̸̸̶̷̷̵̶̴̸̸̵̴̶̷̶̸̵̶̶̶̵̴̷̵̷̵̵̸̴̴̸̸̴̶̴̵̷̴̴̷̶̶̸̶̴̸̴̷̷̶̵̶̵̸̶̶̷̷̷̸̶̸̶̶̸̸̴̸̸̷̴̶̸̵̶̷̸̵̷̵̴̷̵̴̵̵̷̶̴̷̷̷̨̨̧̛̗̗̣̝͍̻̟̬̬̤̩̥̰̫̱͎̟̾͂̐̿̏̈́̌̂̌̅̃̑̔͆̈̽̐̕͝͝'̸̸̷̷̸̴̴̴̵̸̷̶̵̷̵̸̸̵̷̴̸̵̷̶̷̸̸̵̵̶̵̷̴̶̴̷̸̷̷̵̷̷̵̴̸̷̵̵̵̴̷̶̶̵̵̴̸̵̵̴̵̷̴̸̸̶̸̴̴̶̸̶̷̶̵̴̵̶̴̷̴̵̷̵̸̸̴̸̵̷̵̴̷̷̷̴̶̶̴̴̶̴̶̸̸̷̷̴̴̷̵̶̵̸̵̵̵̴̸̷̵̶̷̶̶̵̷̸̷̴̸̵̷̵̷̵̵̵̸̷̶̷̶̶̷̵̵̸̸̶̷̶̷̴̷̷̸̸̸̸̵̶̵̵̵̸̶̵̶̵̴̵̴̵̸̷̷̵̴̵̷̴̴̸̵̵̷̶̵̶̵̴̶̸̵̶̵̵̴̵̶̷̶̶̸̶̴̶̸̷̴̴̶̶̴̶̴̷̵̴̵̶̸̸̸̵̸̷̷̷̷̶̴̸̵̵̴̵̸̷̴̸̸̶̷̴̸̴̴̴̷̶̷̴̸̸̸̶̵̷̷̷̸̶̸̸̷̸̷̸̶̷̵̶̶̸̴̸̶̶̶̴̸̴̴̶̷̶̶̷̶̷̸̵̷̴̵̷̴̵̸̶̵̶̵̸̸̵̵̷̸̴̶̵̴̶̷̴̷̷̴̷̶̵̵̸̶̵̸̶̸̴̴̴̷̷̴̵̶̵̵̷̸̶̷̵̸̵̸̵̶̡̡̥̮̯̻̱͎̰̖̟̰̣̺͎̝̬͉̠̠͑͌̔̈́͊̂͐̎͆̊̿̎̈́̀̂̀͂̈̆͗̊̀̕͝͠͝ͅͅ/̸̵̴̸̶̷̶̷̸̴̵̶̴̵̷̴̶̶̵̵̴̸̴̵̸̶̶̶̷̸̴̸̵̷̶̵̴̷̵̴̷̸̵̸̵̷̴̵̵̶̸̷̴̶̷̸̸̶̶̷̸̶̷̵̴̶̵̷̷̶̶̵̷̵̷̸̷̴̸̵̸̸̸̴̸̷̷̷̷̸̵̷̴̶̵̴̷̶̴̶̴̸̷̸̴̶̴̸̷̶̸̷̸̴̴̴̵̸̶̸̴̷̶̵̸̵̷̷̶̸̴̵̵̷̵̵̶̵̸̸̶̸̴̷̶̸̴̷̵̷̶̶̵̸̸̷̸̵̴̸̴̴̸̷̸̷̸̶̷̷̴̶̸̵̵̷̴̵̶̷̵̸̶̵̵̴̷̵̶̵̶̸̶̵̴̴̴̸̸̵̵̸̴̵̴̴̵̸̶̴̶̴̴̴̷̷̶̶̷̵̵̵̷̴̶̶̷̶̵̶̶̵̶̶̴̸̶̶̶̸̴̶̸̷̸̸̶̸̷̵̷̴̴̶̴̴̴̶̵̶̡̡̜̗̱̱̯̠̹̞̭̠̺͎̞̟̜̳̜̘͍̑̈́̂̑̄̈́̍̏̀̇̂̆̿͠;̸̵̸̷̶̸̵̶̵̴̸̸̵̶̵̸̴̸̷̴̶̶̸̴̴̶̴̴̷̶̵̷̸̸̵̷̷̶̶̸̵̵̷̵̴̷̴̵̵̷̸̶̵̵̴̶̸̵̵̷̵̸̵̸̵̷̷̸̸̵̸̵̶̶̴̷̴̸̻̙̝͊̋͘͝͝͝/̸̵̴̸̶̷̶̷̸̴̵̶̴̵̷̴̶̶̵̵̴̸̴̵̸̶̶̶̷̸̴̸̵̷̶̵̴̷̵̴̷̸̵̸̵̷̴̵̵̶̸̷̴̶̷̸̸̶̶̷̸̶̷̵̴̶̵̷̷̶̶̵̷̵̷̸̷̴̸̵̸̸̸̴̸̷̷̷̷̸̵̷̴̶̵̴̷̶̴̶̴̸̷̸̴̶̴̸̷̶̸̷̸̴̴̴̵̸̶̸̴̷̶̵̸̵̷̷̶̸̴̵̵̷̵̵̶̵̸̸̶̸̴̷̶̸̴̷̵̷̶̶̵̸̸̷̸̵̴̸̴̴̸̷̸̷̸̶̷̷̴̶̸̵̵̷̴̵̶̷̵̸̶̵̵̴̷̵̶̵̶̸̶̵̴̴̴̸̸̵̵̸̴̵̴̴̵̸̶̴̶̴̴̴̷̷̶̶̷̵̵̵̷̴̶̶̷̶̵̶̶̵̶̶̴̸̶̶̶̸̴̶̸̷̸̸̶̸̷̵̷̴̴̶̴̴̴̶̵̶̡̡̜̗̱̱̯̠̹̞̭̠̺͎̞̟̜̳̜̘͍̑̈́̂̑̄̈́̍̏̀̇̂̆̿͠;̸̵̸̷̶̸̵̶̵̴̸̸̵̶̵̸̴̸̷̴̶̶̸̴̴̶̴̴̷̶̵̷̸̸̵̷̷̶̶̸̵̵̷̵̴̷̴̵̵̷̸̶̵̵̴̶̸̵̵̷̵̸̵̸̵̷̷̸̸̵̸̵̶̶̴̷̴̸̻̙̝͊̋͘͝͝͝;̶̸̷̴̵̵̴̵̵̷̷̷̶̸̶̵̶̷̷̵̶̵̷̸̶̸̶̷̴̵̵̶̷̵̷̷̶̴̷̸̶̷̶̷̷̸̴̵̷̴̸̵̶̶̶̷̶̷̷̷̶̷̶̶̵̵̴̴̴̵̴̸̸̶̵̷̵̷̸̵̴̵̴̷̴̸̶̴̶̷̴̸̵̵̵̴̵̴̴̶̶̸̸̴̴̵̴̵̷̴̶̷̸̸̸̴̴̶̷̵̸̸̷̸̷̷̷̶̵̵̸̴̷̶̷̵̵̶̶̶̵̸̴̸̵̷̴̴̸̶̵̷̶̷̵̸̴̷̷̷̷̴̷̶̵̷̶̷̷̷̷̴̵̸̶̸̶̵̵̵̶̴̷̴̶̵̶̷̴̸̸̸̵̷̴̶̴̶̷̵̸̸̵̴̵̴̴̴̸̸̶̴̵̶̵̶̵̸̸̸̸̶̶̴̶̸̸̵̶̴̸̵̷̷̷̴̶̶̵̸̴̵̵̷̴̶̴̴̷̷̶̴̵̶̷̵̷̶̸̵̷̷̵̵̴̵̵̸̵̸̴̵̵̸̶̶̶̷̵̶̶̷̴̷̶̸̶̷̸̵̶̶̷̴̷̴̶̸̵̴̸̸̶̴̴̸̴̸̶̺̖͓̤̗̙͖͍͓̫̪̱̘̭͚͉̙͚͉̬̙̖̫͚̾͋̌̎͑͗̍͌̋̒͐̈́̿̓̀̈́͑͘.̸̷̷̷̶̴̶̶̶̵̷̴̸̷̶̵̵̷̵̴̶̵̷̶̸̶̴̸̵̷̴̸̷̷̶̶̸̵̵̵̸̴̷̶̶̷̸̷̶̸̵̶̸̶̸̵̸̷̴̸̴̵̷̵̵̵̷̴̴̵̴̶̷̴̶̷̷̵̵̸̶̷̵̶̶̸̷̷̸̵̴̷̸̷̴̵̵̸̴̴̵̶̵̵̵̸̷̷̴̶̷̵̷̸̷̶̸̷̸̴̶̷̸̸̴̵̴̶̶̶̵̶̷̶̷̶̸̸̸̸̵̸̸̵̵̴̴̴̸̵̵̸̸̵̴̷̷̷̶̵̷̷̸̷̸̵̶̸̸̸̸̸̷̷̴̷̴̷̶̵̷̶̷̴̷̸̸̷̴̵̴̸̴̷̸̴̸̸̷̷̴̷̷̵̴̸̸̵̶̷̸̸̶̷̷̵̶̴̸̸̵̴̶̷̶̸̵̶̶̶̵̴̷̵̷̵̵̸̴̴̸̸̴̶̴̵̷̴̴̷̶̶̸̶̴̸̴̷̷̶̵̶̵̸̶̶̷̷̷̸̶̸̶̶̸̸̴̸̸̷̴̶̸̵̶̷̸̵̷̵̴̷̵̴̵̵̷̶̴̷̷̷̨̨̧̛̗̗̣̝͍̻̟̬̬̤̩̥̰̫̱͎̟̾͂̐̿̏̈́̌̂̌̅̃̑̔͆̈̽̐̕͝͝/̸̵̴̸̶̷̶̷̸̴̵̶̴̵̷̴̶̶̵̵̴̸̴̵̸̶̶̶̷̸̴̸̵̷̶̵̴̷̵̴̷̸̵̸̵̷̴̵̵̶̸̷̴̶̷̸̸̶̶̷̸̶̷̵̴̶̵̷̷̶̶̵̷̵̷̸̷̴̸̵̸̸̸̴̸̷̷̷̷̸̵̷̴̶̵̴̷̶̴̶̴̸̷̸̴̶̴̸̷̶̸̷̸̴̴̴̵̸̶̸̴̷̶̵̸̵̷̷̶̸̴̵̵̷̵̵̶̵̸̸̶̸̴̷̶̸̴̷̵̷̶̶̵̸̸̷̸̵̴̸̴̴̸̷̸̷̸̶̷̷̴̶̸̵̵̷̴̵̶̷̵̸̶̵̵̴̷̵̶̵̶̸̶̵̴̴̴̸̸̵̵̸̴̵̴̴̵̸̶̴̶̴̴̴̷̷̶̶̷̵̵̵̷̴̶̶̷̶̵̶̶̵̶̶̴̸̶̶̶̸̴̶̸̷̸̸̶̸̷̵̷̴̴̶̴̴̴̶̵̶̡̡̜̗̱̱̯̠̹̞̭̠̺͎̞̟̜̳̜̘͍̑̈́̂̑̄̈́̍̏̀̇̂̆̿͠ [ERROR: CANNOT LOAD]

Liam analyzed what appeared on the box floating in front of him. 'Zero Charisma, and NEET occupation? Ouch.' He thought to himself as he continued reading down his stats. 'Hm? Why won't my luck value show?' He thought to himself as he closed and reopened the window. Unfortunately for him, it did not fix the error. 'Nerus.' He said

[Yes?] Nerus asked with a text box.

'Why won't it show the luck value?' Liam asked.

[It would appear that the value has been corrupted in some way, I am currently looking to solve the problem.] Nerus said. Liam poked Julianna. Julianna turned to face Liam.

"What?" She whispered.

"I just looked at my stats, why won't it show my luck?" He asked.

"I couldn't figure out the number, it kept changing constantly, but never below ten, I assumed the variable was corrupted, Nerus should be working to fix it." Julianna explained.

After hearing this, Liam decided to ignore the corrupted stat and focus on what he is able to read though he decided he would figure it out later. Liam thought about an 'abilities' page appearing and after a second, it appeared.

[Abilities] Nerus said at the top of the window.

Aphrodisiatouch: Level 2

Unknown: Level 0

Overpowered: Level 1 {Fucking greedy bastard} [Text inserted by Julianna 5h ago]

Instill Obedience: Level 2

Physical Uncare: Level 999 (Authors note: I couldn't think of a better name. Basically makes it to where he doesn't have to take care of his physical needs.)

Tradesmen: No Level Available

System: No Level Available

'Physical uncare, really? Also, what's this unknown?' Liam thought to himself. He grabbed Julianna's attention again. "What's the unknown ability?" He asked.

"Oh, right, I forgot to explain that. Basically, every human has one or more unknown skills, some of them are hidden. What I mean by hidden is not the name, but literally, you can't see them, not even the gods can. The only way to figure it out is to level it up to level one." She explained.

"Thanks." Liam said as he closed his previous window. He looked around and spotted a group that seemed somewhat interesting. They appear to be low ranking nobles and are having a conversation. Liam focused on the man who seemed to be leading the conversation and activated his system ability.

Within an instant, a status screen appeared in front of him detailing the man's stats.

Junaro Keimpamp

Race: Human

Age: 29

level: 4

Occupation: Baron

Health: 15

Mana: 6

Stamina: 2

Strength: 1

Dexterity: 4

Intelligence: 3

Wisdom: 2

Charisma: 3

Agility: 1

Luck: 2

'I will be using this as a baseline for lowborn nobles.' Liam thought to himself. Liam observed the table for a few more moments, then noticed a thin woman standing next to the man. She is wearing nothing more than an old dress that looks as if it's made of rags and has a collar around her neck. Liam pulled her stats and began to look through them.

Xyea

Race: Elf

Age: 70

Level: 11

Occupation: Slave Wizard

Health: 17

Mana: 93

Stamina: 0

Strength: 1

Dexterity: 5

Intelligence: 12

Wisdom: 3

Charisma: 1

Agility: 9

Luck: 1

'So she's a magic-user. An interesting choice to bring to a slave auction when you aren't selling them...' Liam thought to himself as he refocused to his own table. Liam yawned, then focused his attention on Julianna. "How long until it starts?" He asked.

"Another twenty-five minutes, be patient." Julianna said. Liam placed his arms on the table, then rested his head on the table to wait. After a while, the sounds of opening curtains filled the room, then various lights appeared on the stage showing a man standing in the center.

"Welcome, Ladies and Gentlemen, to our monthly slave auction! Today we have quite the merchandise." The man began his clearly rehearsed speech. "To start, we have this young lady her. She's an elf with high magic potential, age fourteen, recently caught, and untouched." The man announced as two men in armor brought a young girl on stage.

"I thought elves aged slower than humans." Liam said to Julianna.

"They mature at the same rate, but once they reach twenty, they begin to age much slower." Julianna explained. Liam looked at the girl as she shook in fear, worried that her new master would mistreat her.

"The starting price is 50 gold!" The auctioneer said loudly. Almost immediately someone raised their hand. "And now how about 55?" He asked as the price rose.

After about a second, another person rose their hand. "And how about 60?" The auctioneer continued to ask for higher prices.

'I could buy her, but do I have a need for a magically talented individual?' Liam asked himself. "hey, Julianna, tell me to buy her." Liam said.

"What? Why? Are you actually a pervert?" Julianna asked.

"Whatever you're thinking, purge it and do what I asked." Liam said.

"Ugh, fine, buy her." Julianna said reluctantly. Liam raised his hand, though, at that point, the price had risen to 85 gold.

"85, do I hear a 90?" The auctioneer asked. "Alright, going once!" He said. A hand raised. "90, do I hear a one hundred?" He asked. Liam raised his hand.

"Seriously, why did you have me ask you?" Julianna asked.

"I told you I will tell you later." Liam said as he raised his hand again.

"130?" The auctioneer asked. It took nearly two seconds before the next person decided to jump in. "140?" The auctioneer asked as Liam raised his hand. "R-right, 150?" he asked. Everybody looked at each other, wondering who would compete with this individual who came out of nowhere, yet has such wealth.

"So much for not standing out." Julianna mumbled. A few seconds later, the slave was sold for the price of 1 platinum and 40 gold.

"I'll tell you now." Liam said. Julianna turned to face Liam and looked at him expectantly. "She was terrified. Plus, she's still a kid, no need to let her go through whatever her master would've done." Liam said.

"I somehow don't believe you." Julianna said with suspicion.

"You don't have to." Liam said as he looked at the next slave. A female dwarf age seventy, she has long brown hair and a child-like body. Experience in cleaning, though not anywhere else. Liam passed up this one.

"Next is a beastman, her last master passed away under suspicious circumstances and she was then sold. She is twenty years of age and is quite the beauty." The auctioneer said as a young woman was guided onto the stage.

Her hair is long and a vibrant red, her eyes look like a fire and her round facial features are rather complementary to her hair and eyes. Her breasts are rather small, though Liam assumes it's from malnutrition in this case. Scorn stems from her eyes as she glares at the crowd and a fiery hatred is felt throughout the room.

"She has skills in cleaning and cooking. As she is quite the untamed beauty, her starting price is ten gold." The auctioneer announced. Liam raised his hand.

"Fifty." He said.

"Do I hear fifty-five?" The auctioneer asked. Quickly, someone raised their hand. "Sixty?" He asked. Liam raised his hand.

"Seventy." He said.

"Do I hear Seventy-five?" The auctioneer asked. Nobody raised their hand. A man walked onto the stage and whispered into the auctioneer's ear. A look of shock appeared on his face as he nodded. After the man had finished, he walked backstage. "I have just been informed that we are to take an early intermission, as an apology, we have prepared a meal for everyone attending." The auctioneer announced. Everyone seemed surprised, aside from Liam who had never attended such an event.

"Hey, Julianna." Liam asked as light began to slowly fill the room.

"Yeah?" She asked.

"Do dwarves not mature at the same speed as humans?" Liam asked.

"Oh, that's right, you don't know... Well, you see, female dwarves in this world look like female children, most of the time they look anywhere between the ages of ten and thirteen, though there are some that look younger or older." Julianna explained.

"And the male dwarves?" Liam asked.

"The usual, just short, burly men. And, before you ask, yes, they mature at the same rate as humans." Julianna explained further.

"So, many dwarves are lolicons?" Liam asked.

"Yes, they would be considered as such." Julianna stated.

"I should probably learn the cultural norms of this world..." Liam mumbled to himself. After a few moments, a meal was brought to every table. Nothing overly fancy, just a steak with an unfamiliar sauce on it and some cooked vegetables.

Nothing too eventful occurred during the duration of the auction, though Liam did buy more slaves, primarily consisting of women, though a few skilled workers amongst the male candidates did intrigue him.

After the auction had concluded, he was handed a ticket and guided to the second floor where a large room with several desks was. There are several doors on both sides of the room as well. Liam walked up to one of the desks.

"Ticket please." The Receptionist asked. Liam handed him the ticket. "A big spender I see, your total comes out to eight platinum, sixty-nine gold, and thirty silver." The receptionist said. Liam handed him the money and the receptionist called over a man and instructed him to bring the slaves which were bought.

"We also deliver slaves directly to your residence for an extra fee, the amount paid will depend on the number of slaves and the security which is requested. Our basic security comes for free and for all of your slaves it would be ten gold. You will also be brought to your home by the delivery service, in the luxury of our carriages, of course." The receptionist said. Liam paid for the delivery service and told him where his estate is located.

Once the other man came back with the slaves, the receptionist told him about the delivery request and where the estate is located. Without anything else to do, Liam waited for them to prepare the slaves for transport, then left with the delivery service.