The Most Satisfied Reincarnate

Instantly the captain came to his senses and shouted.

"NOOOOOO, please forgive me, sir, I was wrong."

But his scream had absolutely no effect on the Presenter. Gradually the voice of the captain's shout slowly drifted away before finally it was no longer heard.

…

Meanwhile, the already free Desmond was looking at this with an astonished expression.

"Is young master all right?"

The Presenter approached Desmond with the smile he used when transacting with Desmond as if nothing had happened or nothing had changed.

"Ah, please not Mr. I've heard it all, " Desmond replied with a smile as he glanced at the distance, the guard who brought out the captain.

At first, Desmond wondered why everyone acted as if they were talking to adults even though he was just a child who was only 7 years old.

But Desmond then saw himself with a height of 150 cm and a body that is categorized as ideal for all men. No wonder so many misunderstood him; maybe if Desmond took off his mask, the people at this auction would still be polite to him.

"Does young master know the person over there?" The Presenter pointed to Gibson being cared for by a couple wizards. 

Seeing this, Desmond did not answer immediately. He glanced at Gibson with an indifferent look. "Hmm… how should I put it… he's a bully."

The Presenter was shocked; everyone knew who Gibson was. If the young master in front of him says this very bold thing, then he should have a higher reputation, thought the Presenter as he opened a book containing a list of important people.

Desmond was aware of the Presenter's actions; he saw the Presenter take out a book containing important information.

Desmond tried to peek at the book, but the Presenter immediately closed the book, making Desmond shocked, and accidentally took a step back.

This book is the same book that was held by Katrina. After knowing the complete information from Desmond, The Presenter smiled as he looked at Desmond.

"I see ..." the Presenter paused to clear his throat. " So let us handle the rest, the young master can wait for the horse carriage ahead. "

 "Thanks." Desmond nodded and walked toward the exit

Meanwhile, the Presenter who saw this were astonished by Desmond. When he saw the book and looked for information about Desmond, it said that Desmond was only 7 years old but what he saw now was very different.

How can a 7-year-old child have that mature character and also just look at his body? Even though he is wearing a mask, I can still see the face of the boy's maturity, thought the Presenter.

Even though he knew that the children would behave like adults before the age of 15 because of the magic effect that had been announced, but in Desmond's case, it might be considered 'too mature.'

Even if there were children who were the same age as Desmond, their height was not up to 150 at most, only around 120-130 cm. In contrast, they might just understand how to speak politely for their nature, not necessarily understand the business like Desmond.

"Interesting ... my choice to presenter the show was really right." The Presenter smiled broadly as he ordered his guards to clean the surrounding area.

…

At the same time, Desmond exited the auction building and was now gazing at the city night scene from a height.

The inner-city ground always higher than an outer city; what Desmond see now was a view of the outer city.

Desmond sighed, "The night kinda reminds me of where I still hunt demons for power. '' With a sigh, he added." If I know early consume demon might be harmful to my race, maybe…" he also glanced at the guards walking near the barracks.

"Until now, there hasn't been any news from mom and dad either." Desmond added, "Even the news from the border has not been heard."

* rumble * * rumble *

As he was pondering, a horse-drawn carriage sounded far away. Desmond looked up only to see two-horse carriage shadows approaching him.

Desmond was surprised.

Had the presenter ordered two-horse carts on purpose?

Meanwhile, the two-horse carriages looked like they were racing. The dust that they emitted made it not deterred the coachmen from continuing on.

"Hyaaa" 2x

The coachmen shouted simultaneously while whipping their horses. At the same time, they occasionally glanced at each other, revealing wandering eyes.

Because the two of them were using a breakneck speed, it made a lot of noise in every house they passed. There were even some people on the street cursing at them.

…

Desmond just waited silently until the two carriages arrived. When it's come, he saw one of the coachmen of the horse carriage was familiar.

EH? If my memory isn't wrong, isn't that the coachman from my family? But why did he suddenly come back?

Simultaneously, the two carriage doors opened, the first horse-drawn carriage showed an elf with a chain around his neck. In contrast, the second horse-drawn carriage revealed a couple guards going out and immediately guarding the surrounding. 

"Young master!" 2x

Instantly the horse coach ran towards Desmond and bent over him. The two coachmen were shocked; they did not think that their masters were the same person. 

Meanwhile, Desmond, who saw this, came to understand.

"I see ..." he nodded his head a few times as he approached the two coachmen. " Get up, first convey an apology to the presenter because "somehow" my family coachman also came to pick up. " Desmond said as he glanced at the coachman of the horse carriage.

The coachman was confused by Desmond's gaze; he didn't understand what Desmond meant because he was only carrying out the appropriate orders from Desmond's maid. 

"Yes, young master," the other coachman ordered by the Presenter, then headed for his carriage to pick up the elf. He also understood that there was a misunderstanding here.

After seeing that the coachman understood, Desmond turned his gaze to his family coachman. "And you, bring that elf into our carriage."

"Yes, young master!" His coachman also quickly understood after seeing the action of the other coachman.

The coachman called one of the guards to fetch the elf from the other horse carriage while the coachman opened the carriage door for Desmond to board.

Before Desmond entered, he was stopped by his coachman; he saw the coachman take a broom and clean the seat in the carriage.

"Done! Please, young master! "

Desmond nodded his head in praise and then got into the horse-drawn carriage.