Chapter 157 Master-Servant Contract

"This elf girl is only over a hundred years old. According to human age, she is in her prime. I hope you don't miss it. s⃞ h⃞ u⃞ x⃞ .⃞ c⃞ o⃞ m⃞" The host was still introducing hard.

The lifespan of an elf is generally about a thousand years, and it may be longer if it is of higher elf blood.

The elf girl seemed not to understand the language here, but she knew what was happening and what was waiting for her. Her eyes were full of tears and despair.

This pitiful look only made the people below more interested.

When Herage saw this elf girl, he suddenly sat upright.

He had a very special feeling, which came from the instinctive induction of blood brought by the Great Dark Sky.

In Herage's perception, this elf girl's bloodline is very powerful, almost second only to the bloodline of the ancestor of the God of Thunder.

"How could an ordinary elf have such strong bloodline power?" Herage thought, "Unless she is not an ordinary elf."

"Gentlemen and ladies, the starting price for this elf girl is one thousand magic stones, and each increase in price shall not be less than two hundred magic stones." The host called out the price.

This price is considered very high in the slave trade. The host has been touting it for so long just to pave the way for the final price.

"A thousand magic stones to buy a slave? It's too expensive."

As expected by the host, someone below actually complained that the price was too high.

The host glanced at the person who was speaking, a third-class wizard apprentice, and said, "Why is this price so expensive? An elf of such high quality is still in perfect condition, and it comes from the elf plane. This price is not expensive at all. Buy it. Those who can afford it won’t find it too expensive, and those who find it too expensive won’t buy it.”

"Twelve hundred magic stones!" Someone soon offered the price.

Herague was considering whether to take a picture. Judging from the reaction of the Great Dark Sky, this elf girl had a very strong bloodline and would definitely be very useful to him.

But now he only has 2,300 magic stones, and he doesn't know if they are enough.

While he was thinking, the price had reached 1,800 magic stones.

When the price reaches this point, there is basically no further price increase.

After all, this is just an elf slave, and it's not like these wizards have never seen him before.

There is no difference except that it looks prettier. There is no need to spend so much money.

"So, eighteen hundred magic stones for the first time!" The host started shouting when he saw that the price did not continue to rise.

"Eighteen hundred magic stones for the second time!"

"Two thousand magic stones!" Herage's voice penetrated from Box 6.

People on the first floor raised their heads one after another and saw the price for box No. 6 again.

Brak turned his head in surprise: "I didn't expect you to be interested in this, too, you are still young, hehe."

Herage knew that he had misunderstood, but it was difficult to explain.

As soon as the price of two thousand magic stones was announced, no one had any thoughts of following the price.

"Two thousand magic stones buy an elf slave. People in the Church family really don't regard money as money."

"It's exactly what the host said, those who can afford it don't care about the price, and those who care about the price won't buy it."

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There was a lot of discussion in the auditorium. In the eyes of most people, buying a slave for two thousand magic stones was incomprehensible. They could only lament that the Church family members were rich and willful.

The host observed for a while and then said: "So, it seems that no one will continue to bid, two thousand magic stones for the first time!"

"Two thousand magic stones for the second time!"

"Two thousand magic stones for the third time!"

"Deal! Congratulations to the gentleman from Box 6 for taking this beautiful elf girl!"

As the host finished speaking, tonight's auction house came to a perfect end.

Soon, the auction officials brought the elf girl to box number six.

After the elf girl came in, she was a little scared and did not dare to move forward when she saw Brak and Herague.

The person who brought her here was a female wizard who looked to be in her thirties. She pulled the iron chain on her hand, and the elf girl was forced to follow.

The wizard said: "Hello, Mr. Brak, Mr. Herague, this is the elf girl you bought. I can complete the master-servant contract for you later."

Brak smiled, pointed at Herage and said, "Herage bought it."

"These are two thousand magic stones." Herage took out two thousand magic stones from the space ring and piled a hill on the ground.

The wizard quickly scanned them with magic power, then put away the magic stones and took out a piece of parchment.

There are many words written on the parchment, as well as some strange runes, and the entire parchment exudes magic fluctuations.

The wizard held the parchment and said: "This is a master-servant contract. Mr. Herrag, please drop a drop of blood on this place."

Herage glanced at the parchment, and instead of dripping blood, he looked at Brak.

Brak understood what he meant and said, "Ms. Pom, can you let me see this contract?"

"Of course, Mr. Brack." Pom handed the parchment to Brack.

Brak looked at it carefully and said to Herage: "There is no problem, just take a look."

Herague took it: "Shenlan, are there any hidden problems in scanning this contract?"

"Under detection..."

"After testing, the contract was a master-servant contract and no problems were found."

Deep Blue also gave a reply, and Herague himself checked it several times and read it several times.

Seeing this scene, Pom's mouth twitched and he thought to himself: "This Mr. Herage is really careful. It's just a very common master-servant contract."

Herague has been particularly careful about these things since the contract in Moonlight Grove.

After the inspection found nothing wrong, Herage felt relieved and poured a drop of his own blood into the owner's column of the master-servant contract.

Then, Pom took the elf girl's finger and made a cut on her fingertip with a dagger. The bright red blood dripped into the master-servant contract.

Her blood looks a little different from ordinary people's blood. In addition to being bright red, her blood also has some light in it.

The parchment immediately emitted a light red light, and then automatically shattered into a pile of light spots, entering the bodies of Herage and the elf girl.

"After the master-servant contract is signed, the servant cannot disobey any of the master's orders. The master can trigger the contract restrictions at any time, and the servant will die immediately after being triggered. When the master dies, the servant will also die..."

Pang Mu began to talk about some precautions in the master-servant contract, which were all unilaterally beneficial to the master, and the servant was a complete slave.

When a slave is in the presence of his master, any order must be carried out.

Even if the slave is unwilling in his heart, under the mandatory constraints of the contract, the slave's body will automatically act according to the master's orders.