Chapter 85: Lucky Star!

Desmond did not immediately agree to this contract after hearing it but instead checked once more. When he thought so, his gaze fell on the empty name column.

"Can I give her a name, and does that name affect her too?"

The presenter was a little surprised; he didn't expect Desmond to ask about this.

"It doesn't matter, young master, even if you give your name, this slave will only act and express herself according to your orders."

The presenter smiled as he glanced at Desmond's maid, telling her to open the iron cage.

* clank *

Hearing this, Desmond turned around and saw the metal cage open, but the elf inside was just staring silently forward, like puppets.

"Good, will this spell last forever?"

This time Desmond didn't stand up and approach the elf-like before but just sat still and focused on staring at the elf's gaze.

"No, it will only last one day, after which the young master will have to use his spell again."

The presenter explained slowly, hoping that his every word was understood by Desmond. However, many previous customers misunderstood the meaning of his words, which made them protest against him.

"I see."

After that, Desmond turned around. Glanced at the presenter who was in front of him as he stretched out his hand.

"Oh!"

At first, the presenter was confused by Desmond's behavior, but when Desmond's eyes repeatedly glanced at his hands, he immediately understood and took out the dagger in his pocket.

"This is a young master."

The presenter handed the dagger to Desmond while lowering his head, but he felt something was strange after a few seconds.

Raising his head, he saw Desmond looking at him with a frown. Not understanding what Desmond meant, he again saw Desmond shaking his body where his right hand should have been.

"Oh!"

The presenter rose from his seat and slowly held the knife while aiming it at Desmond's hand.

"Excuse me…"

He saw Desmond nod, and he scratched Desmond's wrist.

* pop *

Drops of blood spilled onto the scroll made the scroll glow, and the information inside changed.

The presenter who saw this became anxious; he had already returned to sit in front of Desmond while observing Desmond and the elf's reaction.

[Owner: Desmond]

At the same time, the elf who was in the iron cage made a movement. "Aah," the elf suddenly groaned before finally falling silent again.

"Success."

The presenter wiped the sweat off his forehead while shouting excitedly.

"Congratulations, young master ..." he glanced at the owner's name on the scroll. "Young Master Desmond, I hope you will complete your payment," he said awkwardly.

Meanwhile, Desmond, who was going through this process, didn't feel anything. Maybe because the slave is being hypnotized?

"Sure, I'll finish it now."

Desmond glanced at the maid, who was already beside the money bag and nodded. He thought it will take a long time as he looked at the number of gold coins to be counted.

But none of that was quite what he thought. The presenter muttered as if he was chanting a spell. Then several gold coins flew out by themself from the coin pouch.

After waiting for a while, all the gold coins that seemed to amount to the agreement were taken by the maid and given to the presenter.

"Done! Thank you for buying this slave. Would young master Desmond be driven home by our horse-drawn carriage? "

The presenter looked at Desmond, who seemed dumbfounded, his eyes not blinking, so the presenter had to wave his hand in front of his face.

"Ah…. Yes ... "

Seeing this, Desmond immediately realized, he did not expect that there was such an efficient technique in this world that made him forget the existence of the system to record it.

The presenter smiled at Desmond's answer.

"Well, before that, I will teach you how to hypnotize this elf."

The presenter then put his hand in his shirt pocket and took out a small book, and it seemed like he had already prepared the book beforehand because Desmond didn't just see one book in his pocket.

"This is a book containing material on how to activate the spell, young master."

The book's size was the same as a notebook from his old world; on the front page, there was only hypnotic spell writing along with a black background.

Desmond then took the book and flipped through all its pages. In just an instant, Desmond had opened all the pages, letting the system analyze the text.

"Okay, let's go."

After he finished, he put the book in his pocket and walked towards the exit, not caring about both the presenter astonished expressions and the elf.

"Yes, young master Desmond, we will prepare the carriage, and you will find the elf already there."

Before opening the door, Desmond stopped in his tracks. " Just call young master. " While saying, he pointed to the mask that was on his face.

"Ah ... I'm sorry ..."

After saying that, the presenter walked out of the room and headed for another room to prepare Desmond's needs.

While the maid who had accompanied Desmond was staring at the elf in front of her.

"You are my lucky star!"

She kissed the elf's forehead and slapped the elf's butt.

* spank *

"See you in the future, hehe ..."

After saying that, the maid ordered the guard to do his job, escorting the elf into the horse carriage.

The guard who had seen the maid's interaction with the slave became speechless.

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After Desmond exited the VIP room, he didn't immediately come out of the auction but looked at the other items on display like a museum. The difference was that the things here were garbage items that failed in the auction and could be bought directly.

While walking through the auction collection, many of the items he encountered were like a gray sword that was hung like a painting, but the outside was covered with glass, making the visitors only see but not touch.

At the very bottom of the sword, there is a silver-coated board that reads the sword's price and history.

Apart from the sword, Desmond also saw an unnamed spellbook for a reasonably low price, but its origin is unclear.

Hmm .... a lot too ...

While walking, the fat man who had previously challenged Desmond also happened to be in the same place.

"Dammit! Elf is extremely rare! Even if there are always people standing in my way! "

He was still annoyed by the man who managed to take the elf; he had long been craving the elf to be traded for auction. And this also wasn't the first time someone else had snatched an elf slave from his hands.

"The last time, elf only cost up to 2000! Increasingly up! If I had known beforehand, I might have borrowed money from Matson! "

While walking, he saw 'The person who annoyed him and also bought his elf' walked through the collection.

[Written by DragonKnov || Published by Webnovel]