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And it's not a hate kind of gaze but more like an annoyed kind of look.

Maybe… She's feeling jealous? Jealous that another slave was getting my attention? There's no way that's the case right?

"And sold! Final bid at a hundred and twenty Creas to the lady over there! Congratulations on getting slave Jerta!" The announcer's voice interrupted my thoughts.

The slave made a bow and got off the stage before immediately walking towards a middle aged woman whom I assumed wa ...

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