Chapter 81: Speechless...

-The next day-

Early morning, before the maids got up. Desmond went to his backyard, wanting to check the condition of the demon he kidnapped.

"I forget, the Demon is a living being ... and I bury and freeze him ..."

He saw that the ground from where he planted the coachman's corpse had grown a small plant. Meanwhile, he continued to swipe the ground with his feet to find where he stored the blood bags.

* clink *

His feet seemed to be touching a hard surface, and then he swipes that area and finds out that it was his ice.

Desmond then aimed his hand to the ice and chanted a spell.

A continuous fire shot out from his left hand, slowly melting the ice chunks that froze.

This process did not take long; after all the ice had melted, steam appeared surrounding Desmond's vision and body.

Even though the steam was hot, he could still endure it. Desmond then saw that the bag he had kept the demon was still safe and seemed motionless, and no blood came out.

Chanting another spell, the ground around him turned into life. A hand-formed and took the pouch.

Another hand-formed again, and this time they opened the contents of the bag, exposing the demon child.

"Well, at least alive, it would be a loss if he died rotting away."

Controlling his earth element and putting the bag back in, Desmond did the same thing again and froze the hole before covering it with the earth.

He looked around, and after feeling that no one was following or seeing him, Desmond returned to his room.

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-Day-

Desmond woke up and saw that the sun was already overhead.

"Ahhh, lately, I've become lazy to practice."

Even yesterday, after he finished his business with the Guild, instead of starting Desmond's training, he lay on the bed reading books about this world.

Besides, because he didn't train, Desmond felt that if he continued like this, he would never feel satisfied; this feeling got stronger, later on, making Desmond uneasy.

"It's bad if it continues."

He then told the system to set the alarm in his brain and forced him to wake up at a later date and exercise.

After confirming that the alarm was set, Desmond stood up, and this time he forced himself to practice.

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In the afternoon, it was only after practice that he felt a sense of satisfaction. The feeling that was stuck in him had disappeared now replaced with self-confidence.

After training, the shirtless Desmond headed to the second floor. During each of his rehearsals, he also saw several maids turn away after seeing him walk.

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Meanwhile, in the hallway on the 2nd floor, Desmond wanted to enter the bathroom but stopped his steps when he saw that a maid assigned to find the VIP room had returned to him.

"Young master…"

"How ? "

While talking, Desmond also put his clothes back on, hiding his muscles and a six-pack stomach. It has become a habit to take off his upper clothes every time he exercises.

He put his clothes back on because he felt uncomfortable at maids' glances.

This made the maid in front of him, who saw this blushed a little.

"I have done it, young master. Do you want me to call the horse-carriage now?"

Desmond thought about this for a moment.

"Nope, I'll take a shower first, then you call the horse carriage."

"Yes, young master."

Desmond did not enter right away, but he wanted to see the reaction to the orders he sent to his maids.

And sure enough, his maid walked straight out of the house as if she wanted to inform the guards about the orders he had given.

Seeing this as Desmond nodded, it useful to had a maid that helped him immensely in this condition.

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After exiting the bathroom and getting dressed, Desmond came out of the main door and saw the horse carriage and a couple guards escorting him. And also a pocket containing gold coins on the back of the horse carriage.

Desmond slowly descended the stairs, and the coachman opened the door for him.

After he got into the horse-drawn carriage, the carriage immediately started moving, and Desmond then heard his maids say goodbye.

"Stay safe and be careful, young master."

Desmond saw that the maid kept her head down until they were out of sight

"Good attitude ..."

Desmond's carriage slowly headed for the auction in the beautiful rays of the evening sun, which was to the east, near the barracks and the king's residence.

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Before reaching his destination, Desmond put on a fox mask that covered the top of his face.

Even though he knew that at the VIP auction, the client would be given a personal roam as well as a mirror that couldn't be seen from the outside, but Desmond still took precautions.

Before leaving, Desmond also received a ring from the maid in charge of ordering the room; she said that if he wanted to enter the VIP auction, the client had to use the ring that had been registered.

Desmond only had one hand, so immediately, he put the ring on any finger.

* rumble * rumble *

The horse's step sound was boisterous, but he then felt the sound fade before he finally saw that they had arrived at the auction.

"Please, young master."

The coachman had gotten off and opened the door for Desmond.

After Desmond came out, he saw the pouch containing gold coins lying beside him and the guards and coachmen of his horse carriage immediately leaving, leaving him behind.

Desmond speechless ...

WTF? Maybe because it's close to the barrack and the king's residence, they thought I'm safe?

No ... no ... this still doesn't make sense. Are my servants hypnotized by a spell?

"Hold, please put your hand on the rock."

But when Desmond was dazed, a guard came in front of him. Desmond saw the guard watching his ring and pointed him to put his hand on the stone beside the auction door.

Ah ... it doesn't matter anymore; I'll ask them later after the auction.

Doing what the guard asked, Desmond put in his left hand, and a hologram appeared.

{VIP}

Welcome, please wait for your guide…

Seeing this hologram, the guards immediately changed their behavior.

"Please, young master, wait here for a moment." Even the gestures and tone given were completely different from before.

The guard also took a chair for Desmond to sit down.

Not waiting long, a maid with glasses came towards Desmond.

"Hello, young master…"

The maid was very polite; she did not immediately look into Desmond's eyes but only turned around his clothes.

"Yes, that's me."

"Please follow me."

"Ah, before that, do something on my gold coin over there."

The maid stopped and turned around to look at the large pouch Desmond was pointing at.

"Yes, young master, we will take care of it, take it easy. Your gold coins will be safe in our hands." The maid smiled as she ordered the surrounding guards to handle it.

"Vey well ..."

After that, the maid led Desmond into a room. The room was very dark, with chairs overlooking the curtains and a few candles in the corner.

He also saw tables beside a bookshelf, complete with two chairs and a candle in the middle.

"Please wait a moment; the auction will start in five minutes. If the master needs something, just use the bell. "

Apart from the sofa in the middle, Desmond also saw a small table beside the couch. On the small table was a hand-sized bell.

"Ok."

[Written by DragonKnov || Published by Webnovel]