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The book in Dika's hand dropped to the floor with a thud. He thought Mengdie was joking and turned around quickly, slightly excited, exclaiming, "Really? Sweetheart, you really have no objections?!"
"Just buy it if you want, what's with all the chatter?" Mengdie found Dika's reaction strange. Usually, in business transactions, it's more common for people to be eager to sell. She hadn't seen many people get excited about someone willing to buy.
Dika was taken aback again. To prevent Mengdie from changing her mind, he immediately pulled out a document from under the desk and handed it to her.
"Since that's the case, sweetheart, please sign here."
Mengdie took the document, her brow furrowing awkwardly. But to keep up her role as Mengdie Pierre, she had to peruse the unintelligible document. Finally, she coughed—
"Um, I agree completely. But... I don't like writing. Can I use a stamp instead?" When she had worn the clothes of the young nobleman earlier, Mengdie had found a well-made seal in the sleeve's seam, engraved with a lifelike eagle and some unreadable text.
Dika was overjoyed! He eagerly sat beside Mengdie, passing her the ink pad.
"Of course! How about a price of 100,000 Sula?"
Anyone with a bit of common sense would immediately say the price was too low. But Mengdie didn't care. She took the seal, pressed it lightly into the ink, and with a "snap," a transaction agreement for the magic stone mine was established.
It was too easy! Dika never dreamed that the five-year-long battle for the mine would end so effortlessly! He held the agreement, still not believing his eyes. At this moment, Mengdie stood up to leave.
"I'm done here, please allow me to leave. Goodbye."
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Mengdie bowed, eager to leave this place.
"Wait! Sweetheart, actually... our business isn't finished yet." Dika, still in disbelief over the easy agreement, handed her another document, "Sweetheart, have you forgotten the Pierre family estate where you live? It's quite luxurious. But, as compensation for our military expenses, your family sold it to us..."
"No problem, I agree."
"Snap," another stamp was placed...
"Uh... there's also your livestock farm, farmland, and the rights to develop that forest..."
"Just sell them all to you."
"And... this document where your entire family swears to serve me forever as my servants..."
"Snap."
Mengdie stamped without even responding.
"Anything else?" Mengdie was anxious. If the necklace was auctioned off while she was here, it would be disastrous! In her hurry, she didn't care what her stamp meant or its significance.
Holding the many documents, Dika's lips curled into a satisfied, malicious smile. He jubilantly stored the documents in his safe, muttering a few spells over a magic stone, which turned to powder and adhered to the safe. Only then did his smile become truly content.
"Is that all? If so, please allow me to leave."
Mengdie stood up again, tidying her tangled hair from sitting too long, wanting to leave.
"Hehehe, sweetheart, you've already voluntarily become my 'female slave,' why leave?" Dika laughed, pouring a glass of wine, blocking Mengdie's path. Offering the wine to Mengdie, he continued, "Come, let's toast to our 'pleasant evening.' How about a drink? Look, here's a magic crystal card worth one million Sula, for you."
Words like "female slave" and "pleasant evening" were too culturally nuanced and complex for Mengdie to understand. But she was displeased with him blocking her way. To leave peacefully without trouble, she took the magic crystal card, shoving it into her pocket without looking, and pushed the wine glass away, saying sternly—
"Sorry, I have important matters to attend to and can't drink."
"Important matters?"
Dika's question reminded Mengdie to inquire. "Dika, do you know where the auction venue is? I... it's my first time in the royal city, and I'm not clear about its exact location."
Dika was taken aback, his lips curling into a playful smile. So, the little lady wanted to broaden her horizons, have some fun? Hehe, well, she already signed herself over to him. Accompanying his 'female slave' for entertainment and ensuring her complete submission was a master's glory!
Without hesitation, Dika agreed to lead Mengdie to the auction venue. In just a few minutes, they arrived at the royal city's auction venue. Along the way, Dika noticed Mengdie maintaining a certain distance from him, which irked him. But no matter, a little resistance would make the following events more interesting.
Dika seemed to be a man of high status. Passersby stopped to bow respectfully, which led Mengdie to guess his identity. However, without confirmation, she didn't jump to conclusions, as his identity was irrelevant to her goal.
"Here we are, this is the annual Silver Moon auction venue. Miss Mengdie, what are you interested in?"
Under Dika's guidance, a vast and majestic hall, almost the size of a football field, appeared before Mengdie. It was like a circular stage, with spectator seats surrounding the central auction area in a descending structure. Besides the entrance Mengdie used, there were many other exits, constantly bustling with people. The attire of those seated was extremely lavish, even the servants were splendidly dressed, highlighting the prestige of the guests.
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