
Everyone immediately scrambled to get Alafin, forgetting that Alafin was a slave belonging to the City Lord.
They all did so because it was as important as that talent and the sword soul raised by Alafin who was a symbol of power in this world.
“I'm sorry, I'm just a slave who doesn't deserve the attention of all of you, let alone I'm now trying to break free from this slave seal, so once again, I'm sorry, I'm sorry,” says Alafin.
Seeing Alafin's words and ambitions, the City Lord who was the original owner immediately took the initiative to speak in front of everyone who wanted the Alafin.
“Ekhem ... he is still mine, I will not give it to you guys for free, so I will hold an auction and offer it to all the power by buying it,” cried the City Lord.
“Hei City Lord, are you not too greedy by keeping him a slave and selling him?” ask some people who do not accept this.
“If you do not accept, then prepare so much money, I will only give it to the person with the highest bidder, it has become my decision!” the City Lord.
“Alafin come! From this second on, you are forbidden to get in touch with anyone until the auction begins,” call the City Lord.
“Do not think with your talent that just appeared it can release you from my slave seal, you understand I mean no?” asked the City Lord to issue an equivalent pressure to the Intermediate Warrior Realm.
“I understand, City Lord. Then I will go back to my room, see you all..” Alafin just passed by, he pretended well in front of everyone, including the City Lord who was very greedy and greedy.
“The auction will be held in one week, the lowest bid will be at 10,000 gold pieces so please prepare the money, see you again!” said the City Lord leaving everyone there.
“Already the Sect Elder, it is better that we immediately return to the sect and take a lot of money, even 1 million pieces of gold for such talent is still very good, moreover our sect is not short of money, even if we are not short of money,” said the other elders who came together.
“You are right, then let's hurry,” said the Elder.
Not only were the two sect elders interested, even everyone who was there also wanted Alafin as a slave or at least as their guard.
Because with only a small resource, they would get Alafin who was destined to become one of the strongest rulers in the future, of course this was a good investment.
***
The Alafin Room.
“Other times, if you want to do such a thing wait for my approval first System! Look now that there are already many people who know my strength and talent, that way I can no longer hide my strength!” angry Alafin.
[Impardize the System, Master. But indeed special Initial Gift Boxes must be paired immediately, because such Gift Boxes will no longer exist.]
“Hmm .. I see, now I have to determine one of the strongest groups that can support my strength and goal to defeat the Tyrannical Emperor Pharaoh in the future, which group should I choose?” worry Alafin.
“WHY NOT JOIN US ALONE?” ask someone who suddenly came in from the roof of the room.