THE REBIRTH OF A GENIUS. CREATOR/DESTROYER

Chapter 258. Insures

Sam and his group attend the auction house and when he arrives at the place, the Marshall whom he saw during the war advances and guides him to a special parlour.

"thank you. You don't have to trouble yourself anymore." Sam politely thanked him and sat down. After a few seconds, an officer came and said.

"Mr Sam. The head of the Auction Hall wants to meet with you because there is an urgent matter. If you don't mind, can you visit?"

The waiter asked carefully. Sam frowned and looked at the officer carefully. He knew no one in this empire, except the emperor and the two Marshalls. He did not even interact with the other generals and commanders.

So he was stunned when asked to visit the head of the auction house, but he still decided to pay a visit. Because he knew that he could escape if he wanted to.

"My friends are coming too. Is it okay?" ask Sam.

"It would be our honor." The servant answered and led the way. The four of them walked out of the room and within two minutes they were taken backstage, where the auction items were stored.

Most of the auction items were weapons, weapon sets, treasures, etc that they had gathered in Orion. Besides, there are some war slaves.

Judging from their clothes, all of them before were nobles. Sam and his friends looked at them curiously as they walked towards the deeper part of the auction house.

They entered another room, which was somewhat isolated, and inside were some people sitting with their cultivation sealed. They were cultivators of the newborn stage of the Orion empire.

They were nobles and generals, who fought in wars.

They looked at Sam and shook their heads. Sam looked at them and especially to some familiar faces.

Then a woman walked towards him from outside all of a sudden.

He turned around and saw a grown woman. He was about 175 centimeters tall. For a very tall woman. But Sam's growth spurt hasn't stopped. But judging from his growth, he could at most grow another eight to nine centimeters.

Women, despite being tall, have bodies of great proportions. He had the right proportion of gold with the right indentation. Her hair is long and thick. It was braided and even then, the braid was high enough to reach his butt.

He walked towards her with a smile and extended his hand towards Sam.

"I'm Nayana. I am the head of the auction house. It was I who invited you here. Sorry, for this, because I'm the one who should have visited you. But there is someone here among the war slaves who says that you can guarantee him for bail. That's why I had to ask you to come here."

Sam watched it from head to toe. She is truly a unique beauty. He somewhat reminded her of the client she had protected in her previous life.

"I don't remember having a close relationship to vouch for someone. May I know who that person is?" ask Sam.

He pointed to the corner and said with a smile.

"He was there. Please follow me."

Sam followed and saw a very familiar face. Duke the south star. Duke Carton is here.

Carton squatted on the floor with his head bowed, he looked so distressed that he didn't even notice that Sam had arrived.

When he realizes that he saw someone standing in front of him, he sees Sam and he immediately gains strength.

"Sam. Sam's. Please save me. I don't want to be a slave. Please, save me. I didn't do anything to you, did I? I even stopped the notice that you were painted as *******. Please save me, Sam. At least, because of your friendship with Nicholas. Please save me.

I don't want you and Nicholas to be enemies because of me. Untie me. I'm gonna live a normal life. I don't need a job or welfare. Just leave me alone.

If I become a slave, my son will definitely chase after you, then I will also lose him. Please for her, save me."

He didn't even give them a chance to talk and started pressing. Sam looked at her and thought hard. What Carton said was right. If he were to become a slave, he would definitely be the target of Nicholas' anger and the next was none other than Nicholas' death.

Nicholas and he have a strange friendship together. They have no conflict of interest in either politics or wealth. The only thing they were interested in was the battle of nothing else. He didn't want to ruin the relationship.

Sam looked at Nayana and Nayana said.

"There are two ways, one is to bid him and another for the emperor's direct approval for bail." Sam had little patience to go to the emperor and he disliked asking for help.

"I'll bid for you later and set you free. You can decide what you want to do later." Carton let out a sigh of relief and thanked him repeatedly.

Sam walked back followed by his friends while staring at everyone.

"Where are Marshall's six swords?" ask Sam to Nayana.

"Oh, they were redeemed by the emperor himself. Do you want me to pass that message to him?"

"No need."

Sam walked out and they began to return to their rooms, but as they crossed the weaker war slaves, they heard shouts.

"Are you happy now?" It was the voice of a woman, filled with sadness and anger. Sam and his friends stopped in their tracks and turned around.

He saw a young woman running in front of a group of slaves and pointing at him while shouting.

"You. Because of you, we became slaves. You are the reason all this happened. Are you even a human? Why did you let us suffer like this? Just because of you, a kingdom was destroyed, my father and brother were destroyed and died. My mother and I became slaves. I hope you are satisfied with this result."

None other than Princess Natalie. He was also sealed, but now that the auction was about to begin, he was allowed to make a move.

Sam looked at the former princess whose face was covered in tears, he walked towards her and said in a cold tone.

"Say something to me. What will happen, if you enter the dragon's nest and pull its tail?" His voice was ice-cold and threatening and he subconsciously answered as if it was part of the natural order.

"I.. The dragon will kill the man."

"So, what about the people waiting for him at the entrance of the cave?" He continued.

"M. They too will die."

"Now, you know the answer. I'm like that dragon. Do you think I have enough time and patience to deal with small fries like your father and you? Your father brought this on himself and you suffered because you were his daughter and they suffered because they were his people.

Blame the man who pulled his tail and disturbed my sleep."

At the end of his sentence, his voice became extremely cold, and killing intent shot out from his words.

At this moment, another female voice came from behind.

"Mr Sam. Please forgive him for his impulsive attitude."

He turned around to see a blonde woman staring at him. He was wearing a red robe and his face looked tired.

He looked at Sam and said.

"We know that we have no right to blame you. He only said it because of his revenge. If I were in your place and with your abilities, I would do the same. I totally get it. But please forgive him. I'm I'm begging on his behalf." He finished his sentence and bowed to her

At this moment another young man, who looked the same as this blonde-haired girl came forward and made her stand up.

"Felicia. Why are you pleading on his behalf? It's a good thing that the father and son are dead. Don't tell me you forgot how many atrocities they committed. The entire Orion imperial family was sinned by their heinous deeds which they committed.

It's only a matter of time, that they'll end up like this. Our lives as slaves are better than living under them."

He turned to Sam and said.

"In fact, I have to thank you for what you did." He bowed slightly and took a step back with his sister.

Sam only looked at him once more and left the place with his friends. He sat back in his room and waited for the auction to begin.