"Fifty gold for the bundle of laborers! Is there anyone who wishes to bid? Going once… Going twice… and… Sold!!" The auctioneer shouted while glancing at me with the eyes of a man who visibly wanted to swap places with Seraphiel so that he could begin kissing me instead. After all, I'd already gotten them 80 gold, with likely more than 70 of those being pure profit.
The host managed to depart his emotion-charged gaze from my person and clapped his hands together, drawing the audience's attention back to the stage. "And now, esteemed guests, we turn to a category that embodies elegance, refinement, and utility - our service slaves. Trained in the highest standards of domestic expertise, they represent the ideal addition to any discerning household."
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