The Most Satisfied Reincarnate

The maid dazed for a while before finally regaining consciousness and snapped.

"AH… sorry, young master. Wait a moment, I will call. "

Simultaneously, when the maid wanted to open the door, the door opened by itself, causing the maid to scream again. " Ah…"

Desmond turned around and saw 3 people coming to his room; one seemed to be a presenter in different clothes while the other 2 were bodyguards.

"We apologize for our impudence, young masters, but we want to deliver the goods you ordered."

The presenter looked uneasy, in a tone like he was rushed as if he was afraid of Desmond running away and irresponsibility.

"No problem, the maid will handle the payment," Desmond answered 

The maid, who had been standing at the door in shock, immediately came out. " Yes, young master, excuse me … " She went to leave Desmond with her superior for further discussion 

Desmond, who was sitting, just kept enjoying his wine while watching the three enter, carrying an iron cage containing elf.

"Not bad; looks like you worked hard to get it." Squinting his eyes, Desmond saw several wounds on the elf's wrists and neck. They were just like red circles, neither too severe nor obvious.

"Hehe ... hehe ... it's not hard, young master, we found her right in front of the border barrier." The presenter smiled as he ordered 2 other people to stand guard.

"Hooo." Hearing this makes Desmond became interested. Like taking trash on the street and then polishing it to increase the price? Interesting ... 

"How long will it take you to bring this 'item' to the capital city?"

Desmond was also curious about this. After all, the road to the capital will definitely take a long time, and he also heard of several cases that some wild animals sometimes disturb pedestrians.

"It's not that difficult, at least as long as our team from the auction moves, we can reach all corners of the northern kingdom," replied the presenter proudly and confidently, raising his head.

Desmond then stood up while carrying his wine glass, slowly approaching the cage. He lowered his head to clearly see the beautiful face of the elf in front of him. 

"Can I touch it?"

Without even glancing at the presenter, Desmond asked while inspecting all parts of the elf's body.

"Sorry, young master, before the contract was made, we couldn't let anyone from the other party touch it."

The presenter saw Desmond frowned and wanted to speak, but he interrupted him.

"It's also a guarantee that this elf is of the best quality; she's still a virgin too. Maybe the young master can do 'that' to her." The presenter replied quickly, afraid to offend Desmond. He also smiled at Desmond, who was currently looking at him suspiciously.

If you say that, why are there so many scars on his body? But another possibility is that this elf was trying to escape, which made the guards tie her up repeatedly? Desmond thought as he sat back down, waiting for his maid to arrive.

…

After waiting for a while, finally, there was a knock on the door.

"Excuse me, young master, it's me ..."

After the maid knocked on the door, she opened the door and saw the silence between her boss and the young master. 

The boss seemed nervous while the young master looked at the elf in front of him with a curious expression.

"This is the bag of your young master."

She dragged a money bag as big as an iron cage into the room after entering the room. 

Earlier, when the guard guarding the door to the VIP room saw this, he was taken aback, just as the boss was now looking shocked at the size of Desmond's pouch of gold.

" Wo .. w ..ri.ch," the presenter muttered and saw his maid slowly dragging the bag containing the gold coins assisted by the guard guarding the room.

While Desmond didn't focus on that, he still looked at the elf in front of him. Like a puppet, the elf neither blinking nor expression.

Interesting… this spell seems very strong.

He turned around and then looked at the presenter.

" Hey, what spells did you use to hypnotize her."

Feeling Desmond's gaze, the presenter who had been dreaming of his wealth became aware.

"Ah, actually, the spells we use are not strong; it's just that the elf are classified as ordinary people, so the basic hypnotization spell is enough," the presenter answered honestly.

He then remembered the most important thing. " Ah, sorry young master, whether young master has reached the realm 1 st, wizard? Otherwise, it would be a little difficult to control this slave, "said the presenter with worry.

"No problem."

Although Desmond has not reached the 1 st wizard, he's very confident in his ability. Besides, energy has reached the 2 nd wizard, so what should be in fear?

Hearing this, the presenter seemed relieved, and now he turned his gaze to the maid carrying the money bag.

"So how? "

"All of this is real, boss."

"Good." He looked back at Desmond, this time with a smile. " Has the young master made any contracts with another slave before?" the presenter asked, placing his hands under his stomach.

Slave? Contract? Could a Demon be? For the contract, I just signed with the guild.

Many conjectures simulated in Desmond's mind, and he finally reached a conclusion to say some 'normal' things.

"Contrac, eh? I've only done that once, and that's a contract with the guild. "

Hearing this, the presenter did not find it strange. After all, almost everyone is adventurous and then quits because of the job's difficulty.

" How about a contract with a slave, young master?" the presenter asked again, to be sure.

"Never."

"Nice, it will be easier."

Desmond saw the presenter pull out the same scroll Katrina had once pulled out, but this time there was no strange light enveloping them.

"Let's move to the nearest table."

The two of them then sat down at a small table that could only fit two people. After that, the presenter unrolled the scroll he was holding.

The scroll opened, showing information about the elf slaves. Starting from the name, race, and even body size! But he saw that the elf's name was blank and thought it might be because they didn't want to bother looking up information on his name?

"How about young master? Is it appropriate?"

The purpose of presenting this scroll was proof of the elf's possession; if the slave owners did not have this scroll, their slaves would be captured and returned to auction.

Before buying slaves, Desmond had also read some rules that should not be broken, such as giving up the status of this slave when he was still in the territory of the North Kingdom; this was said to prevent him from conspiring for the sake of humans.

"Good, so I just need to shed my blood, and this elf will be mine?"

The presenter smiled brightly at this. " Yes, young master, for the formality after the young master has paid in full, the auction will take care of everything from administration, rights, and property. "