The day of the Auction had arrived.
Thirteen and Cristopher made their way towards the Auction House with the assistance of Norris.
Since he had ordered Jubei to accompany Rianna and her Hunting Party to the Houdini Desert, he needed a Guardian to follow him to the auction house, so that he would be allowed to enter.
Fortunately, Norris was planning to sell several of his slaves in the Auction House, so he was given a VIP room.
This was also one of the favors that the seven-year-old had asked the Slave Master when he met with him last time.
Norris agreed because he knew that Thirteen planned to bid for the Chad Skunk, which was one of the Monsters that the boy had chosen, alongside the Pocopoco, whom the boy named Vassago.
When they entered the VIP Room, the seven-year-old noticed that there was already someone inside it.
However, he wasn’t able to see what the person looked like because they were wearing a black hooded robe that covered their entire body, including their head.
“I’d like to introduce you to an acquaintance of mine, Zion,” Norris said. “Her name is Adira. She is a Shaman, so if you are in need of shamanic services, you can talk to her while she is still in the city.”
The woman named Adira nodded before taking off the hood that covered her head.
Thirteen’s eyes narrowed, while Cristopher’s eyes widened in shock.
‘A Drow,’ Thirteen thought. ‘Norris has interesting friends.’
“D-Drow!” Cristopher gasped in shock.
Unlike Thirteen, who generally had a good grasp of his emotions, the chubby boy took a step back and even hid behind the younger and smaller boy, who did his best to keep the corner of his lips from twitching.
An amused giggle escaped Adira’s lips as she walked towards the seven-year-old, who was looking at her with a calm expression on his face.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, little friends,” Adira said as she looked down at the two of them. “My name is Adira, and I’ll be staying in Gronar City for a month. I have heard many interesting things about you from my friend, Norris. It is an honor to finally meet you, Zion.”
“The honor is mine, Lady Adira,” Zion replied with a respectful bow. “This boy behind me is Cristopher. He is my direct subordinate.”
“Cristopher?” Adira eyed the chubby boy, who was peeking at her from behind Thirteen’s back. “I’ll try to remember him.”
Just like all Drow, Adira had long silver hair and jet-black skin.
Her eyes that were as red as rubies, were looking at him with great interest, as if she was looking at a very rare specimen.
It was not as sharp as the gazes of the Drow that Thirteen had met in the past, which made him assume that Adira might be one of the exiled people of her race.
Drows were very arrogant by nature.
They believed that they were superior to other races, and they were very narrow minded.
In short, you had a better chance of winning an argument with a rock, than winning an argument with a Drow.
“Come,” Adira made a gesture towards the couch. “Let us all sit and make ourselves comfortable while we wait for the Auction to start.”
Thirteen nodded. “Let’s go, Cristopher. Don’t worry, Lady Adira won’t bite you.”
“Oh! But I might,” Adira said in a teasing tone. “Your subordinate looks very plump and tasty. I bet he will taste delicious when roasted.”
“Buhiiiiii!” Cristopher almost peed his pants when the Drow extended her hands to lightly pinch his chubby cheeks.
One of the races that Wanderers had to be wary of the most were Drows.
Those who were unlucky enough to be sent to their Underground Cities, would find themselves experiencing a fate worse than that of Slaves.
Drows were known for their cruelty because it was their way of showing their supremacy to others.
Weakness was not an option for their race, so hurting others was a sign of a competent and powerful Drow.
Since they couldn’t always hurt their own people, anyone that is not of their race was fair game.
The chances of teenage Wanderers surviving in Drow Cities was lower compared to the Houdini Desert.
Those who were lucky enough to survive, would live for a few years before they were killed due to torture.
The truly lucky ones, who managed to gain the favor of their owners, would be able to live for a long time.
However, some spent their entire lifetimes living underground, never to see the surface world ever again.
“Lady Adira, please don’t tease Cristopher too much,” Thirteen said. “He gets scared easily.”
“Forgive me, little one,” Adira replied. “My teasing went too far. Well then, sit and make yourselves comfortable.”
Thirteen nodded and sat on the couch in the center of the room.
Cristopher hurriedly sat on his Young Master’s right side, while Adira, sat on the seven-year-old’s left side.
Norris, sat on the couch beside them, having it all for himself.
“I heard from Norris that you plan to bid for the Chad Skunk,” Adira said. “Aside from that stinky Monster, do you plan to bid on other items?”
“I do,” Thirteen answered. “But, I don’t think I’ll have enough funds to bid for it.”
“Oh? What are you planning to bid for aside from the Chad Skunk?’
“The Five Leaf Clover.”
Norris and Adira exchanged glances before a faint smile appeared on the Drow’s face.
“Excellent choice,” Adira commented. “Although it may not be as powerful as an elixir, it can certainly save someone who suffered from a serious injury. I’m sure that there will be a lot of people who will want to bid for it.”
“I know,” Thirteen replied. “If I don’t get it now, I’ll just find another way to get one.”
Adira eyed the black snake coiled around the boy’s neck with an appraising gaze.
Tiona was also paying close attention to the Drow and flicked her tongue in her direction repeatedly.
She knew who this Drow was because she was the one that handed her to Norris to be put on auction.
If not for the fact that Thirteen had managed to get Norris’ interest, which allowed him to look at the slaves that he wanted to auction, the Domini Mortis might have been one of the creatures that would be displayed in the Auction House today.
Adira asked Thirteen a lot of personal questions, and the boy answered those he could answer.
In exchange, he also asked Adira a lot of questions about the lands surrounding the Sumatran Kingdom, which the Drow also answered to the best of her abilities.