Chapter 653 (1/2)

Chapter 653: An Unexpected Guest

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Damn it!

Yorko was not sure what had happened outside but it definitely would not be good.

“Is ‘Black Money’ not supposed to be a regular auction, organized by the powerful local businessmen except for the goods being illegal?” He cursed Otto for 10,000 times in his heart. “The auction price was first wrongly estimated and now someone is coming for me. I wouldn’t have agreed with him if I knew it would turn out like this.”

Yorko looked around and tried to find something to defend himself, but there were no weapons in the room except for some tools to torture the slave.

At this moment, someone pushed open the door and nipped in.

Yorko knelt on the ground without any hesitation and said, “Please spare my life! I’ll give you anything you want…”

However, the person did not stop but pounced towards him.

After he finished saying, he subconsciously held his head down and leaned to one side, hoping to dodge the attack.

“No, Annie!”

Amy shouted at the same time.

The cold wind that swept by his cheeks suddenly stopped along with Amy’s voice, Yorko tilted his head and noticed that it was a wooden stick, which looked like it was broken off from the chair.

He would probably immediately pass out if he was really beaten.

Then, he was pressed onto the bed from the back after he was grabbed by his shoulder and held up high by a big hand.

“Did he hurt you?” The voice sounded a bit hoarse and it was difficult to distinguish between men’s and women’s.

“He said… he’s here to help me get out of here.”

“You’ve been cheated again, Amy,” she said while shaking her head. Then, she twisted Yorko’s arms to his back and expertly tied them. “Saving a strange witch with 4,000 gold royals? It’s not a small amount of money. It’s a lifetime of savings even for your father.”

“Aye… Is, is that so?”

She was really the one who was bidding with Yorko as she knew the auction price so clearly. However, how could she recognize Yorko and follow them all the way to the room No. 76 when everywhere else was dark other than the bright displaying booth in the limestone cave?

Yorko knew that it was about his life and his persuasion this time would be for himself instead of his old friends or damn Otto.

“I didn’t lie to her! I’m the Ambassador of Graycastle, and saving the witch is the king’s order!”

“Ambassador of… Graycastle?”

Yorko knew that this approach worked when the hand that was holding him down from the back slightly shook.