Chapitre 83: Amusing

"Young master… young master..." The maid whispered, nudging Desmond gently and pointing at his shoulder to wake him up. 

As the maid whispered urgently to wake Desmond, he slowly regained awareness, his gaze shifting to the platform where the auction was taking place. 

The sight of a guard swapping a sword for a cage containing elves captured his attention. He rested his chin on his hand, a mixture of curiosity and contemplation evident on his face.

"What's the price now?" Desmond inquired, his bright magenta eyes fixated on the unfolding scene, meticulously observing every movement and gauging the reactions around him.

Before the maid could respond, their conversation was interrupted by the commotion emanating from another VIP room. A voice resounded, accompanied by the loud shouting of other maids.