143 The Late Late Show (2/2)

That price immediately rose to double in mere seconds. Then tripled and quadrupled in the short amount of time it took for me to feel sick in the stomach.

Behind me, I could feel Luca vibrating with anger, and I was very glad for once that he didn't have his broadsword within arm's reach.

Aura, thank the heavens, seemed just as mortified as I felt. That might have been the only reason why I didn't lose my cool. At the very least, the one fairy that mattered wasn't a monster like the rest of them.

Well, that was a bit unfair as Kallista hadn't even shown a bit of interest in the girl too. So I guess that there were at least two good fairies in that auction.

The sale of the girl went as high as a thousand leprechauns, which from my recollection was all I had stored in my bank.

Her new owner was none other than the Lord of Stars who, in my humble opinion, had too many females around him already.

I felt bad for her. I really did, and I could even imagine Ashley or Arah in her shoes. But in their case, I would have given my leg and an arm to save them, just like I would for Ty.

At least it was a human who won her—a pervert, no doubt, but definitely better than the alternative. From what I understand about fairies and their habits in bed, there were a lot of fetishes, and not all of them were good for whoever ended up on the receiving end.

The auction continued, and just like the blonde girl, all of them were human, all of them were despicably showed off like prized breeds in a dog show, only without the treats.

There were so many of them being auctioned off, but a few would forever be etched into my mind. There were the twins, two boys much younger than Luca who'd been sold to a rather sadistic looking hobgoblin woman I would have nicknamed as the hag. She'd won them for twice the price of the blonde girl.

Lord Rah of the Sunspire Dominion bought himself four new slaves of varying ages, ethnicities and sexes. I wondered why he needed so many until Kallista told me that he was into orgies.

That really dampened Luca's spirits. Mine was a little less fragile, but my hands had balled themselves into fists.

Kairon had won four slaves himself. All of them athletic-looking humans who he no doubt planned to use as indentured soldiers similar to how Luca was.

Each sale Kairon won required me asking Shanks to hold Luca back whenever he moved in the direction of the balcony to our right.

After noticing that he'd spent nearly six thousand Leprechaun on his purchases, I had to ask Aura if the guy was spending the Trickster's money, but she responded with, \”Kairon is one of the wealthiest fairies in the central region… all the Leprechauns he's spent tonight are nothing more than a glass of wine from an otherwise full barrel.\”

Weirdly enough, neither Ardeen nor his companion bid for any of the slaves. That meant they were only here for one thing, Ty.

Eventually, after more slaves were sold off to the shadiest fairies I'd ever seen in the Fayne, the big unveiling of the auction's main attraction had finally arrived, and Roselle certainly did his best to make things seem festive.

Ty was brought in amid a cascade of magical fireworks and beautiful half-naked fairy usherettes.

My friend was naked too except for the iron collar they'd wrapped around his neck. It had been attached to a chain that was carried by one of the showgirls.

My blood boiled, and it took all I had not to jump from my seat and rush down to the stage to wring Roselle's neck and save my friend.

It probably helped that both Aura and Kallista had hands-on pressing on my shoulders.

As part of the act, Roselle took out the whip hidden in the folds of his robes and used it to strike Ty on his arms and legs, all the while screaming at Ty to, \”Show off your great power, chosen one! Show these fairies the might of the devourer! The magic of our doom!\”

Ty screamed and screamed until he couldn't scream anymore. With a weeping face, Ty raised his hand forward and the whole room shook like the world was ending.