Chapter: Chapter 211: Karari’s Banquet
Chapter 211: Karari’s Banquet (7)
The new Baron, naturally, was “Nobody Does Human Things” using a disguise potion.
There was no need for the knights to disguise themselves; no one would bother remembering the faces of the knights under a baron. After all, these subordinate knights were constantly changing.
The players dismounted before arriving at the auction house. They were not good at horseback riding, and if the auction house staff saw them in such an embarrassed state, it would inevitably arouse unnecessary suspicion.
“Your Excellency, please present your identification.”
As soon as they reached the entrance of the auction house, the players were stopped by two fierce-looking strong men.
Baron “Quainite” was very calm and directly took out a badge from his chest pocket to show the two doormen.
“Oh! So it’s Baron Quainite, sir. Please come in.”
Upon seeing the family crest carved with an Obsidian Snowflake, the menacing and ferocious expressions on the faces of the two auction house doormen instantly disappeared, replaced by flattery and fawning. The speed at which their expressions changed was comparable to Sichuan opera’s face-changing.
The players couldn’t help but sigh, realizing that whether in the real world or a game world, it wasn’t easy to make a living without some special skills.
“Can my subordinate knights enter with me?”
“Of course, no problem,” the doorman said, bowing his head.
“You are a noble guest. We will prepare the best private room for you, and exquisite food will be provided inside. If you need anything, we can also find some female slaves for your entertainment. Everything is free.”
Hearing this, “Nobody Does Human Things” clicked his tongue. The identity of Baron Quainite was likely not as simple as he imagined, but there was no way he could ask these two doormen about such matters, as it would reveal his cover immediately. He just silently noted this detail, nodded placidly with his eyes, and walked into the auction house with his “knights.”
It turned out that people in the Western fantasy world were not inferior to modern society in terms of construction. The entire auction house was a sunken, nest-like structure. The auction stage was in the center of the building, surrounded by dense seating. There was only a 3-meter-wide walkway for transporting auction items. These seats were for ordinary guests. “Quainite” and his “knights” were different; they were led by alluring female attendants to a separate private room above the nest-like building.
From here, they could overlook the entire auction hall. In the center of the private room was a large light and shadow stone.
“Sir, this is your exclusive room. We will have someone clean it every day. What would you like to eat? I’ll go prepare it for you.”
“Of course, if you need any other services, you can also find me~” The female attendant lifted the hem of her skirt and winked at “Nobody Does Human Things,” but this wink was destined to be futile. At this moment, “Nobody Does Human Things” was only focused on completing his mission.
“Please prepare some snacks for us, and some fruit juice. No alcohol is needed. We need to ride back after the auction.”
“We’ll call you if we need any other services.”
The female attendant looked at Baron “Quainite” strangely. It was the first time a distinguished guest at the auction house had ordered snacks and fruit juice. Usually, these nobles who enjoyed life would indulge in the unique “beauty feast” at the auction house, order a pile of expensive wines, and would never say they needed to ride back afterward. However, the female attendant said nothing. She just needed to obey orders, perhaps Baron Quainite’s taste was lighter today.
After the female attendant left, “Nobody Does Human Things” plopped down onto the leather seat. This seemed to trigger a mechanism, and the light and shadow stone lit up with a white light.
[Noble Son of the North Wind, welcome to the Karari Royal Capital Auction House. We wish you a pleasant time at the auction and hope you get the goods you like.]
A sweet female voice echoed from the light and shadow stone and then fell silent. The stone displayed the scene of the auction stage. The auction had not yet begun. The auction stage was empty. However, this unique “high-definition big screen” still made “Nobody Does Human Things” and the other players slightly stunned.
“Son of the North Wind, huh?”
“It seems I’ll need to find an opportunity to ask Tiger about the origin of this Son of the North Wind later.” “Nobody Does Human Things” smacked his lips. There was still some time before the auction began. They just needed to wait here in the private room while enjoying their food.
…
Meanwhile, deep underground in Karari. Most of the players, led by “Yan, the handsomest,” were frantically digging tunnels. Initially, when they were digging on the ground, they were more restrained, using greatswords and axes to dig day by day. Once they reached a depth of ten meters underground and dug out a right-angled passage, their actions finally became more unrestrained.
“Flame Burst, prepare!”
With the mission as a guise, “Yan, the handsomest” had temporarily gained command of the Star Mage Regiment. Following his order, hundreds of Flame Burst fireballs floated behind him, ready to be launched at any moment. These Flame Burst fireballs, conjured by Star Magus, were more powerful, and the flames flowing on them were pale blue.
“Release them one by one, slowly, don’t rush!”
Flame Burst after Flame Burst was launched into the tunnel. The shockwaves from the explosions helped the players clear the path faster. There was a pause every ten Flame Bursts. The players needed to correct the direction of the tunnel and reinforce the already blasted tunnels, otherwise, they would easily be buried alive.
It was unclear how long it had been. According to the map, they had already reached the center of Karari. From here, the auction was to the west, and the gladiatorial arena was to the left. They needed to dig another tunnel for each of these.
“Any news from ‘Nobody Does Human Things’?” “Yan, the handsomest” asked while seriously revising the route.
“It is said that they have already infiltrated the auction house. It is now 6 PM, and the auction is about to begin. The gladiatorial arena will only have activities tomorrow.”
A player flipped through the early information sent in the team channel and reported word by word:
“However, according to the intelligence sent back by ‘Nobody Does Human Things,’ although the gladiatorial arena will only feature female slaves battling monsters tomorrow, female slaves will be tortured and injected with drugs tonight.”
“Things are happening tonight?” “Yan, the handsomest” turned his dragon face in confusion and looked at the player beside him.
“Yes,” the player explained with a frown. “The owner of the gladiatorial arena must ensure that these female slaves have a certain ability to resist, but they are completely unable to defeat the monsters. The dosage of the drug injection and the degree of torture will be adjusted according to the monsters they will face. For example, if a female slave is to face a Goblin tomorrow, she will be tortured to a point where she can barely fight a Goblin.”
“This way, the battle will be very exciting.”
“When the female slave finds a glimmer of hope, she will likely fight with all her might for it, instead of standing still and waiting to die. Such gladiatorial combat lacks viewership.”
“However, the outcome will undoubtedly be contrary to their wishes. She will be torn to shreds by the brutal monster. If she encounters a humanoid monster, she may also suffer humiliation before death.”
