Yuki's Auction Heats Up
The day of Yuki's auction at the auction house had arrived. Ahead of the scheduled time, Namgung Seojun and Lee Guho reached the venue. Before entering, Seojun reminded Guho once more.
"Like I said earlier, I'm the one bidding today. You stay out of it completely."
He had extracted a firm promise from Guho before leaving the inn that morning: Seojun would handle the auction to secure Yuki, under the condition that he participated himself. With Guho likely to blow close to the 500-gold upper limit if he got involved, Seojun had decided to step in personally to minimize the cost.
"Got it, hyungnim. Like I said, I'm putting my faith in you."
Guho nodded, trusting Seojun completely. The two paid the entry fee and stepped inside, heading straight to the main auction hall where the primary bidding took place. They claimed a table near the front of the stage.
A waiter approached, offering welcome drinks and a brief explanation.
"First time at the auction house?"
Seojun nodded, and the waiter handed over a pamphlet.
"We've got a total of 30 slaves lined up for today's auction. The pamphlet has brief info on each one, including their status windows and key details."
The pamphlet summarized the slaves up for bid that day—status windows, relevant traits, and more.
"Before bidding starts, the auctioneer will give a rundown on each slave. When the auction kicks off and you want to bid on something, just raise your table sign."
"You can only bid the exact amount called by the auctioneer. For example, if they ask, '40 gold?' you have to bid exactly 40."
"They raise the bid by 1 gold up to 20, then 5-gold increments after that, and 10-gold jumps once it hits 50."
"There's about a 5-minute break between lots."
With the explanation done, the waiter pointed to the bell on the table.
"For anything else or questions, ring the bell. But please don't call us urgently during the auction—we might not be able to respond right away."
The waiter finished up, and Seojun pulled 5 silvers from his pouch as a tip. The waiter's face lit up as he pocketed the coins.
"Thank you! I'll make sure Table 12 gets the VIP treatment."
The waiter departed with a smile. As soon as he was gone, Guho dove into the pamphlet. Spotting Yuki's entry, his anger flared.
"Whoa... they've even got her three sizes listed. Nude photos too? 'Useful in combat and sexually promising'? Holy shit."
Seojun reined in the increasingly excited Guho.
"Calm down. I told you—no getting worked up. And absolutely no jumping in during the bidding."
"Yeah, yeah, I got it. Wait, what? 'Minimal sexual experience'?? They put that in here too??"
Guho was still buzzing, but Seojun didn't hold high hopes for his self-control.
As the start time neared, every table in the slave auction hall filled up. The auctioneer took the stage up front.
"Welcome, esteemed guests, to the Golden Auction House once again!"
Clap clap clap clap.
The crowd applauded the auctioneer's greeting, and the event kicked off.
"This is our main auction at the Golden Auction House, featuring 30 rare slaves of all kinds. From unbeatable value picks to alluring sex slaves and combat powerhouses ready to shine—we've got variety for days."
It was a main auction packed with premium slaves regardless of type. Yuki was slotted at No. 26, a late number signaling her high value.
With the intro wrapped, attendants brought out the first slave and the introductions began.
"We'll start light for lot one: a second-class slave, a quarter-elf with standout looks."
The quarter-elf slave on stage wore a cloak, which an attendant removed to reveal a skimpy outfit barely covering her vital spots, showcasing her body.
"Born to a human and half-elf mother—no standout traits, but damn, the face and figure are top-tier."
The men's breathing grew heavier at her beauty. To hype the crowd, the auction house always opened with stunning female sex slaves.
"Bidding starts at 20 gold for this second-class quarter-elf!"
Men raised their signs in a frenzy. What began at 20 gold quickly surpassed 50, and Seojun observed the electric atmosphere.
Guho's gonna lose it when Yuki comes out.
The moment Yuki hit the stage, Guho would get swept up in the vibe—it was inevitable. But Seojun wasn't worried.
It's not like telling him to stay calm makes it happen.
The upside? Guho's excitement was still within Seojun's calculated range.
"The alluring beastkin female goes to Table 39 for 45 gold."
"Rare-class archer with solid DPS—Table 1 takes her for 65 gold."
"This sexy porter woman is yours, Table 26, for 35 gold."
"Rare-class dual warrior to the gentleman at Table 33 for 45 gold!"
"Unique skill shieldbearer—a steal at 120 gold to Table 4."
Clap clap clap.
Applause followed each sale as slaves changed hands. The mood in the hall grew hotter with every lot.
Guho's posture shifted as the auction progressed. When Yuki's turn arrived, he clenched his fists, fighting to stay composed.
It was Yuki's moment. An attendant led her onto the stage.
"Next up: a pamphlet favorite. Holy shieldbearer who heals and buffs, with a killer body—Yuki!"
The attendant stripped off her cloak, unleashing cheers.
"Oh, nice!"
"Face, figure—perfection."
"Holy warrior? Versatile as hell."
Yuki's face was fully made up as prime merchandise, her nude form armed with weapon and shield—a setup to highlight her combat utility alongside her assets.
Guho burned inside at the sight but held back, waiting.
"As you can see, prime merchandise. A holy shieldbearer babe who heals and buffs? Second-class, so sexually versatile too. Massive tits, tight pussy—top-tier in every way."
Greed lit the men's eyes. A hot healer/buffer sex slave was priceless.
"......"
Yuki shivered under their lustful stares, locking eyes with Guho below stage, silently begging for rescue.
At his table, Guho met her gaze, barely containing his inner fire.
To pump her price, the auctioneer kept talking.
"Her class is holy shieldbearer. Solid basic combat skills..."
He hammered her combat prowess, and the crowd listened intently given her class. But his pitch crumbled during Q&A.
"Let's see her swing a sword."
"Of course."
At Seojun's question, the auctioneer had Yuki wield her shortsword. She swung it clumsily.
"......"
The adventurers saw it instantly—she couldn't handle a blade. Yuki was a pure shieldbearer. Even in Seojun's party, she'd only used her shield. Had they asked for that, she'd have looked competent. But sword? Zero skill.
Seojun had exposed her flaw to tank her value.
The auctioneer, flustered after pushing her combat angle, pivoted fast.
"Note the 'holy' in her class—healing and buffs, obviously."
Yuki demoed her heal and buff skills. But her combat rep was already halved. Her value lay in tanking plus support; now she registered as just a healer/buffer to the bidders.
"Plus, she'll excel sexually."
The auctioneer leaned on her body as a last resort. Pretty face, huge breasts, toned figure—it buoyed her price enough.
"Take a closer look!"
He detailed her stats: breast size, waist, hips, then had her bend over to expose pussy and ass.
"Pussy and ass look good, right? Not a total virgin, but fresh since she's new to the tower."
As a second-class slave, every inch of Yuki was appraised like goods. Without Guho's save, she dreaded her grim future.
Explanation done, the auctioneer opened bidding.
"Holy shieldbearer Yuki! Starting at 80 gold!"
A sign shot up immediately.
"Table 22 at 80 gold! 80 gold! 90 gold?"
Another followed.
"Table 8, 90 gold! 100 gold?"
"Table 22, 100 gold! 110 gold?"
"Table 19, 110 gold! Heating up fast—straight to 120 gold."
"Table 3, 120 gold!"
"Table 22 counters at 130 gold! They really want her!"
Yuki's price climbed. But Seojun held his sign, watching the others bid.
"Hyungnim? Why aren't you bidding?"
Guho asked, but Seojun just gave a faint smile.
In his mind, Yuki's real auction hadn't even begun.