"Aurianna, please refrain from bullying Kisho," Gumura pleaded.

"Chi chi," Aurianna chuckled with a mischievous grin.

"What are you laughing at?" Kisho asked, his brow was borrowed as he was a bit irritated by her antics.

"Enough bickering. Help me with this, please," Aurianna requested once more.

"Fine!"

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Finally, the day of the auction arrived.

Aurianna sat quietly, her expression calm as an invisible mist spread around her room.

Suddenly, six men burst into her room, holding chains and a beautiful dark red dress.

"Well, let's go. The auction is about to start," the man ordered, and Aurianna got off her bed and walked up to them. Her calm expression not changing.

"Wear this," he said, handing her the dress.

Aurianna sized up the dress and grimaced. It revealed one's chest area and the majority of their legs, which didn't sit well with her. "Why should I wear such an ugly dress?" Aurianna sneered, her displeasure evident on her face.

"Because this is the one they recommended for you to wear," the man replied bluntly, his patience wearing thin.

"This filth?!" Aurianna pointed out. The dress was nothing that a child should be wearing.

"Just wear it!" the man commanded.

"No, I won't wear it unless you bring me a more modest dress!" Aurianna declared.

"You—a mere slave—telling me what to do," the man gritted his teeth, but for some strange reason, he couldn't get too angry at her.

"Well, I'll just kill myself and burn my entire body alive. If you try to turn me into a living puppet, my body would automatically kill itself," Aurianna threatened.

"You're bluffing!"

"Try me."

"You…"

The man finally relented, his voice tight with frustration, "Fine, give her a new dress. Make sure it's presentable, something that catches the gaze of our customers," the man ordered his subordinates behind him, and they hurriedly searched through their space rings for clothing.

"Sir, we've found one!" one of the subordinates claimed and handed his boss a beautiful, modest red dress. It was then handed to Aurianna and she nodded in approval.

"Now, get dressed!" The man ordered as he and the other men stood by the door, which was wide open.

"Are you going to stand there?" Aurianna asked with a frown.

"Why should I care about the opinion of a mere slave?" he said with a mocking smile. "Get dressed already; my patience is thin!" he yelled.

'Filth, disgusting,' Aurianna thought as she noticed his lecherous eyes.

"Leave!" she stated coldly.

"Who are you to tell me what to do?" the man asked as he got closer to her.

"I said leave," Aurianna stated once more, looking up at him.

"As you wish," the man responded with a dazed expression as he walked out of the door, confusing his subordinates.

"Can't you see me leaving? You just leave as well!" he yelled at his subordinates, who hurriedly left the room with nervous expressions.

"You have ten minutes to get ready!" The man ordered before he closed the door.

"I'll make sure he ends up dead," Aurianna said coldly as she put on the dress.

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"Move faster!" The man's voice sliced through the air, rough and rude, as he tugged at Aurianna's chains with unnecessary force.

"You have to be more gentle. I could get hurt, you know?" Aurianna rebuked him, her frown deepening with each harsh tug.

"I'm so sorry. I'll be more gentle. I can even carry you if you want?" The man's sudden suggestion caught Aurianna off guard, but she knew why he acted this way. Because of her charm skill. Her eyes narrowing skeptically at the unexpected offer.

"I refuse. I'd rather walk," Aurianna insisted, her tone firm as she continued to walk forward.

After what felt like an eternity of uncomfortable silence broken only by the rhythmic clinking of chains, Aurianna finally found herself backstage at the auction room, the heavy red curtains shielding what was behind from prying eyes.

The backstage area buzzed with frenetic energy as workers hurried to prepare the myriad of items and beings slated for auction. Aurianna's gaze swept over the diverse group of slaves, noting the presence of even rare slaves that were chained up and had looked of despair and fear estched into their faces.

"Here you go, Aenge," the man said, passing Aurianna's chains to a woman who approached with a polite smile plastered on her face.

"Thank you. I'll make sure that she's placed in her respective cage," Aenge replied, her smile faltering slightly as her gaze flicked over Aurianna, betraying a hint of jealousy.

Aurianna couldn't help but chuckle softly at the woman's thinly veiled envy, a familiar sight to her.

Without any delay, Aurianna was ushered towards a large cage, Aenge's grip on her chains tight and unforgiving.

"Get into the cage!" Aenge ordered, her voice cold as she shoved Aurianna forward.

Unfazed, Aurianna complied calmly, her movements deliberate as she settled in the cage.

[The Flonkong Organization is 50% covered with poison mist.]

[Two Hundred Chaos and Holy Humans, along with twenty Arc Humans present. Three Grand Humans. There are also other races present—elves, beast men, demons, dragons, insectoids—all placed in separate rooms to avoid conflict.]

‘Fucking hell! Why are there such high-level people here? And it seems it's not just the human race that's rotten. This organization is crazier than I thought. My poison mist level is 6402, thanks to Gumura. I don't think it'll be easily noticed,’ Aurianna mused before her thoughts were interrupted by a voice.

"Today is going to be a great sales day," one woman exclaimed excitedly, her voice tinged with anticipation.

"Our boss's assistant is here to oversee the auction, so nothing can go wrong," another woman chimed in eagerly, her eyes alight with excitement as she gestured towards a figure through a gap in the curtains.

Curiosity piqued, Aurianna followed the direction of the woman's hand, her eyes narrowing in on a mysterious figure wearing in seductive dress, her face concealed behind an full face bear mask.

"So, this auctioneer isn't the main boss after all," Aurianna mused to herself, a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips.

'Poison mist, cover everything and start eliminating the weaker ones on the other side of the buildings. Avoid the boats,' Aurianna instructed as the poisonous mist enveloped the surroundings, infiltrating the lungs of everyone it touched.

Even the slaves, locked away in their cells, were not spared from the merciless air of the poison.

"Ack!" A slave in a cell coughed up blood, feeling sick and dizzy. Panic set in as he witnessed others succumbing to the same fate. The cough up blood and their nerves screamed as their grew bigger and exploded killing the slaves, who died with terrified expressions on their faces.

"Someone help! People are dying!" the slave yelled, but shock overcame him when he realized the guards who were supposed to watch them were all dead.

"They are all dead..." he mumbled in fear, collapsing to the ground and trembling.

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"What... the... hell is going on?" His voice trembled as he, too, vomited a large amount of blood, succumbing to the deadly mist within the confines of his cell.

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"Welcome, esteemed ladies and gentlemen, to this splendid evening!" the announcer's voice boomed through the grand hall, his tone filled with excitement. "What a magnificent turnout we have tonight! It's truly a rare occasion for us to witness such a full house!"

The audience erupted into applause, the sound echoing off the ornate walls.

"Thank you all for gracing us with your presence, distinguished ladies and gentlemen, hailing from various corners of the world and from different races as well," the announcer continued, offering a gracious bow of respect before casting his gaze across the assembled seated crowd.

"Today, in our auction, the promised top ten products would be presented to you all today for you all our dear customers. Additional items will be revealed once the top ten have been sold. We understand you all prefer to keep your identity a secret as well as to skip pleasantries, so let's begin the auction immediately!" His voice reverberated throughout the room, igniting a round of enthusiastic applause before he continued.

"But before we proceed, allow me to reassure you of your safety," the announcer declared, his voice confident. "Under the vigilant supervision of our esteemed manager—a Grand Human who's highly skilled—your security is assured. Regardless of race or status, you can rest assured that your well-being is our utmost priority."

"Now, without further ado, let us unveil the first treasure of the evening!" the announcer exclaimed, his voice carrying a note of excitement as he gestured towards the stage, where a team of beautiful assistants stood poised, ready to unveil the first item up for auction.

"Behold, the Blooming Blood Bouquet!" he announced, his voice ringing out. "Do not be deceived by its delicate name, for this exquisite arrow and bow collection hails from the depths of a Vampire's inheritance grounds. It is capable of penetrating the defenses of even the most formidable Arc Human, leaving behind a trail of crimson poison roses on their body as well as inducing a bleeding effect."

As the curtains drew back, revealing the gleaming weaponry adorned with intricate rose motifs, a hush fell over the audience, captivated by the beauty of the item on display.

"Let the bidding commence at a modest 40 thousand gold coins!" the announcer declared, as the he awaited bids from the attendees.

The room erupted into a flurry of activity as bids were called out. Voices and hands being raised till no more were raised.

"Sold to the esteemed bidder for 60 thousand gold coins!" the announcer proclaimed.

"Please retrieve your weapon and finalize the purchase after the auction concludes."

"Next up for bid is the Death Lantern. This sinister artifact possesses the ability to drain the souls of adversaries, empowering its wielder with their essence!" The announcer's voice rang out as attendants ushered in a foreboding lantern, its eerie green flame casting an ominous glow. Fashioned in the likeness of a skull with menacing horns, spectral visages danced around its form.

"We'll begin the bidding at 30,000 gold!" declared the announcer.

"A bid of 30,001 gold from Mister Crow," he continued, scanning the crowd for anyone else who was interested.

“30,500 gold!" A voice rang out from the back of the room.

"31,000 gold!" countered another Mr crow, his voice cold.

“35,000 gold!" Yelled Mrs. Cat as she looked at the man with a crow mask with a pompous grin.

“Let's not do this Mrs. Cat. I really need this item,” Pleaded Mr crow.

"Oh, really, Mister Crow?"

"Yes," Mr. Crow nodded, his voice hoarse.

"Fine then, but when I bid for something, don't bid against me!" she said before continuing to fan herself with her hand fan.

"I'm grateful," he politely said with a bow.

Finding none, a resigned exhale escaped him, acknowledging the lack of competing bids, leaving him disappointed that he couldn't sell the item for a higher price.

"Going once, going twice, sold to Mister Crow!" proclaimed the announcer. "Kindly collect your purchase and settle payment at the close of the auction."

"Now, onto the Cannibalistic Sword!" announced the auctioneer as a burly figure entered with a blade bearing a bestial maw that snarled menacingly. "This weapon has strong destructive capabilities and the unique ability to absorb and evolve through devouring other weapons. Formerly wielded by a renowned berserker, it's a rare find indeed."

"Commencing bidding at 30,000 gold!"

"Next, we have the Lure Stinger. A rapier-like weapon used by cavalry users. An Arc Succubus once wielded this weapon and went on a rampage when all her lovers were killed in a power struggle. So she went on a killing rampage, soaking her weapon with the blood of her enemies."

Like that, the announcer continued to yell out items and display them one after the other once they were sold.

"Next, we have the Rotten Blade!"

"Next, if you weren't a fan of the Rotten Blade, you'll love the Tranquil Blade!"

"We would like to introduce you to the Thunder House!"

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"Lastly, and the best product that we promised three days ago. A beautiful girl that can cause empires to go to war for her beauty. A girl so enchanting that her voice is enough to make anyone fall for her. Skin so pale and white that it glimmers under the sun like crystals. Her hair is white and well, and is extremely soft and silky. Her eyes sometimes change shade from white to blue, but that's what makes her absolutely unique!" the announcer yelled with an excited voice.

"I present to you, the beautiful human doll Aurianna, a former princess whom we've managed to kidnap. A living angelic doll!" He yelled as a large cage was easily carried by one man and brought to the stage where Aurianna was displayed, and gasps escaped from the lips of the crowd.

“An angel??”

"She's adorable!" squealed a woman.

"Cuter than the rumors and paintings," a man acknowledged with a nod.

"I want to buy her!"

As Aurianna heard their voices and noticed the lecherous looks in some of those people's eyes, she couldn't help but think as scratched her arm, her nails dug into her skin through her dress and she pulled her flesh off till it bled. ‘Disgusting, disgusting. I can't wait to kill them all!’ she thought as she bit her lips.

‘Aurianna, wait, it's not time yet,’ Eva warned, and Aurianna gritted her teeth.

"Now, the bid shall start from 1 million gold coins. For a beauty like her, she's expensive!" the announcer yelled with a proud smile, and everyone in the room was not fazed by her price.

"That's a reasonable price. I'm willing to buy her," stated a stout man with a fox mask.

"Oh, come on, old fox. I want to bid 3 million gold coins. It's rare to find a doll like her, so she deserves a good owner!" exclaimed a woman in a peacock mask, her excitement palpable.

"Letting a brute like you buy her is stupidity. Someone with her body type could probably withstand some potions I'm in the process of creating," Mr. Crow remarked, a sly grin playing on his lips.

"I'll offer 5 million gold coins. I have a collection of adorable outfits waiting for her. Once I have her, I'll dispose of the other children," declared a burly man with a rabbit mask.

"How boring, father. I want her to be my new slave. You promised me that you'd get her for me!" complained a young boy in a lion mask, his father sporting a tiger mask.

"Of course, my dear. I'll bid 7 million gold coins," the father responded, raising his card confidently.

"I'll bid 20 million gold coins. She certainly doesn't lack in body shape. If I groom her well, and she'll be a perfect sex slave," calmly said a man wearing an ant mask.

"I bid 30 million gold coins. Come on, who wouldn't want a cute girl to brighten up their household every day!" laughed a robust man with a booming voice, wearing a boar mask.

"50 million gold coins. I don't mind her being an undead puppet. She's pretty strong for someone her age," said the woman with a cat mask.

"100 million gold coins. Hahaha! I want her to be a bodyguard for my family. So sorry, cat," loudly yelled a woman with a pig mask.

"You..." the woman in the cat mask seethed, tightening her grip on her fan.

"300 million gold coins," the man with a fox mask calmly said, surprising everyone and attracting their stares.

The whole room fell silent as no one could bid that much.

"She's a high-level light magic user who can heal and revive others. I'm buying her," he said with a smirk.

"Going once! Going twice! Sold!" the announcer proclaimed with a broad smile.

"Please come and claim her, Mr. Fox. Just deposit her payment to me," the announcer instructed, gesturing toward Aurianna and Mr. Fox immediately appeared before him in a flash.

"Here," Mr. Fox said, extending his space ring to touch the announcer's, swiftly transferring the funds.

"Hehehe, thank you so much for your purchase!" the announcer chimed, his excitement evident.

"Stand up and greet your new master," the announcer ordered, coldly staring at Aurianna.

"If you behave, I can consider treating you well," Mr. Fox said coldly as he stared at Aurianna and reached to touch her hair.

"I see," Aurianna coldly let out as she stared at him.

"Despite being a slave, you have such defiant eyes. Soon those eyes will disappear," he sneered with a cruel smile.

"Chi, chi, chi, filth like you all deserve to die!" Aurianna spat coldly and she swiftly landed a spinning kick into Mr. Fox’s gut, surprising him and sending him flying and crashing through several walls of the building.

“How dare you attack him?!” The announcer yelled as he withdrew a sword from his ring and pointed it at Aurianna's neck.

“A mere Chaos human like him dares to be so arrogant. How annoying. It's unfortunate that he's still alive,” Aurianna snorted, cracking her neck.

‘How could she notice his level? All our clients masks protect their identities as well as their level,’ the announcer wondered, staring at Aurianna with a wary gaze.

‘Also, why isn't the slave collar working?’ he suddenly realized. If a slave dared to attack their master, the collar would immediately punish them with excruciating pain. However, the announcer didn't know that the collar had no effect on Aurianna, and even the pain it would transmit wouldn't affect her much since she has felt worse.

“Guess what? I don't give a shit about who this bastard is. You all tried to buy me. Now you shall all pay with your lives,” Aurianna stated with an evil smile that sent shivers down the spines of everyone watching her.

“You're quite arrogant,” the announcer stated as he glared at her.

“Also, let me get rid of this. It's such a pain,” Aurianna whined as she shattered the slave collar on her neck with her hand.

“How could you take off the slave collar?” The announcer stammered, surprised that it was even possible. Once a slave collar was placed on someone, it controlled their mind as well as their body. Those with slave collars are unable to remove them. The mental strain it would place on the slave is too excruciating for anyone to bear. Furthermore, if a slave went too far, the collar would kill them.

“Prepare yourselves. I, Aurianna, will kill everyone in this damn building,” Aurianna threatened.

“Hahahaha. What is a little girl like you going to do?” The woman with the bear mask mockingly chuckled. “You could just break out of your restraints and you feel like that's an achievement?”

“What's more, your level?” The announcer asked, wanting to say something, but suddenly his expression turned to one of confusion.

“Wait,” he said. “Level 2557!?” He blurted out.

“Oh, you can see my level,” Aurianna chuckled as she intentionally revealed her level.

“I'm sure a few days ago your level was clearly around 400. Why is it 2000 now?” He wondered with a shocked expression, his words surprising everyone who was listening.

“You hid your damn level. But that won't make a difference!” He threatened, his sword getting closer to her throat.

“That's what you think,” Aurianna chuckled, summoning her revolver into her hand.

"Bang!" Aurianna said with a playful to tone as she squeezed the trigger of her revolver. Witnessing her intent, the woman with the bear mask attempted to intervene, conjuring water spirals in her hand and hurling them towards Aurianna like spears. However, Aurianna remained unaffected as the water spears passed harmlessly through her, as if it was to passing through a liquid.

Seeing the danger the woman clasped her hand and everyone around her were protected by balls of water. And in an instant, the entire building erupted into a fiery poison inferno, consuming everything in its path.