Starting With an SSS-Rank Swordsmanship Talent-Chapter 281: Demonkin!

The auction proceeded with the audience feeling a mixture of emotions. Some felt nervous because of the barbarians' appearance, but others excitedly joined in on the fun.

Three more slaves followed after the girl from the Black Eagle Tribe was put up for bidding.

The next one after that was another barbarian, but this time, it was from another tribe.

It was a red-haired barbarian with a muscular physique. To prevent him from escaping, his limbs were tied with special chains.

As soon as he was revealed to the audience, everyone gasped in shock. This was because this barbarian was an Elite Knight!

"Despicable humans!" The red-haired barbarian shook with anger as he glared at the gathered crowd.

"If I break free from these chains, I will turn this place into a bloody mess! I will tear your limbs and crush your skulls! Argh!" The red-haired barbarian shook with pain. He gritted his teeth, refusing to bend, but even with his incredible willpower, he still succumbed to the power of subjugation.

Everyone was amazed by the barbarian warrior's resilience. It was also because of this that a wave of bidding followed.

"Three thousand gold coins going once! Are there still any bidders for this Elite Knight barbarian warrior?"

"I bid three thousand and twenty gold coins!"

"Three thousand and forty gold coins!"

While everyone was bidding for the barbarian, Henry and Fredrinn exchanged stern glances.

"I'm pretty sure that this guy is our main rescue target." The old warrior whispered.

Fredrinn nodded in agreement. They didn't have a picture of their target, but based on the description given by Franklin, the red-haired barbarian was a perfect match.

"We will proceed according to plan," Fredrinn remarked.

"Mn." The old warrior didn't object to this.

According to Franklin, this red-haired barbarian held significant status in his tribe so the group unanimously agreed to prioritize his safety.

The auction continued for another hour and within this timeframe, three more barbarians were put up for bidding.

At this moment, the host, Lala, introduced the final slave.

"Everyone, for our final product this year, I dare say that all the products combined aren't even worth half his total value."

There was a collective gasp from the crowd when she said those words. All the slaves auctioned so far were worth more than tens of thousands of gold coins. This means that this final product was worth at least a hundred thousand gold coins!

This amount of money wasn't small even for the aristocrats so everyone was curious to know what kind of slave would be revealed.

Looking at the expectant gazes of the audience, Lala smiled enchantingly. "Please bring the product on the stage!"

At her cue, four Knight-level warriors came in, carrying a metal cage covered in a veil.

The crowd watched in anticipation as the warriors brought the metal cage onto the stage.

"Unveil the product!" Lala nodded to the warriors.

One of the warriors grabbed the cloth and pulled it down hard, revealing the person within the cage.

It was a man who seemed to be in his thirties. He looked no different than a human. The only difference was that he had a pair of goat-like horns. His skin was also noticeably darker with a hint of purple.

"That is a demonkin!" Someone shouted in disbelief.

Demonkins were a race of demi-humans who lived in the harsh region beyond the Enchanted Woodlands. They were beings who possessed extreme power and overwhelming physical strength! The most shocking thing about them was that some of them could wield the power of Knights and beast soul warriors simultaneously!

"That is indeed a demonkin, but he is only a warrior. Too bad."

"Even so, demonkins are rare and they are perfect tools for combat. Not to mention that this one is a Transcendent Knight."

"Indeed. No wonder there was big hype about this year's auction. It turns out that the Crimson Tower had prepared something this special."

Everyone was excited. The region beyond the Enchanted Woodlands was said to be a no man's land. It was an unexplored territory. Getting this demonkin would provide them with information about this region and everyone was after this valuable information.

A fierce bidding war began after the demonkin was revealed.

"Ten thousand gold coins!"

"I bid eleven thousand gold coins!"

"My house will bid eleven thousand and five hundred gold coins for this demonkin!"

While everyone was bidding for the demonkin, Fredrinn and Henry had serious expressions on their faces.

"How did they capture a demonkin of this level?" The old warrior couldn't believe it.

Fredrinn shook his head, similarly baffled by the unexpected appearance of the demonkin.

"It must have taken them an army of dozens led by a Transcendent Knight." He guessed.

It was only a rough guess on his part, but even with an army of that size, they would still suffer heavy casualties against a Transcendent-level demonkin. That was how powerful these creatures were!

The bidding price had already shot up to tens of thousands of gold coins, but the audience didn't slow down in putting up their bid.

Henry furrowed his eyebrows as he observed this harbinger of death.

The demonkin's whole body was restrained, but even with many special chains restricting its body, the old warrior still felt a wave of fear.

These people are really playing with fire. If this demonkin could escape, this entire city would be engulfed in chaos and bloodshed!

Just thinking about it made Henry nervous.

"Is there any news from our reinforcements?" Fredrinn suddenly whispered.

Hearing this, Henry shook his head, looking incredibly solemn. "They still haven't sent me a word."

It would be difficult for their group alone to fend off all the forces involved.

A few days ago, after they received the information from the receptionist, they sent a letter to Alaric informing him about the situation. The latter responded immediately that he would send reinforcements led by William.

It had been a while since they exchanged letters, but there was still no word from William.

While the two were immersed in their thoughts, the bidding price for the demonkin had already surpassed a hundred thousand gold coins!

Many houses had already given up on the bid. Not everyone had the financial power to bring out this much money. The ones who were still bidding were the bigwigs of the northern and central regions.

"One hundred and twelve thousand gold coins going once!" Lala scanned the crowd, searching for another potential bidder with great anticipation.

This time, the audience quieted down. Those who had remained in the bidding war were hesitant to offer another bid.

"One hundred and twelve thousand gold coins going twice! Is there still anyone who would like to bid?"

Just as Lala was about to pound the gavel, a firm voice drifted over.

"I bid one hundred and fifteen thousand gold coins!"

The audience turned their gazes at the bidder, looking at him with surprise. The bidding value had already reached a certain threshold that even rich aristocratic houses would be unable to compete.

The one who offered the bid was an old man dressed in clean attire. He was only at the level of a Knight, but no one dared to belittle him for he held a significant status.

This old man was the representative sent by the Grand Duke!

Lala smiled seductively at the old man. "This gentleman offered one hundred and fifteen thousand gold coins for the demonkin! Is there anyone else who wants to offer a higher bid?"

"Going once!"

The audience was still silent. No one dared to offer a higher bid since it was tantamount to challenging the Grand Duke.

"One hundred and fifteen thousand gold coins going twice!"

With no one offering a higher bid, Lala pounded the gavel. "Sold! Congratulations to the gentleman for getting the demonkin!"

A wave of applause and cheers followed after the final bid was announced.

Lala ended the event with a small speech. She then sashayed down the stage while giving the audience her signature smile.

"It's almost time." Henry tapped Fredrinn while giving him a knowing look.

The latter nodded and stood up from his seat.

The guests who had won the bids were taken to the VIP room to receive their slaves.

Henry and the others didn't follow them to the VIP room. With all the guards around, going there would be no different than suicide so they all planned to wait for the targets to come out of the establishment.

They regrouped outside the building and discreetly headed to their ambush point, a two-story building that was directly in front of the road.

Just as they were in the middle of their preparations, a warrior urgently approached Henry.

"Sir, there is a letter from Sir William!" The warrior reported.

Hearing this, Henry stopped what he was doing and impatiently grabbed the letter from the warrior's hand.

Upon reading the letter, a smile gradually appeared on his face. "Perfect timing!"