Different worlds of the last heaven and knights of the fist.

'Come on, it's good to see you tonight. Come on, ladies and gentlemen! Now we're throwing a party tonight!

Greetings amplified by Oracle, the divine chant of communication, echo a wide and dim venue.

The underground theater, that the place is somewhere in the city of Dealey.

It was an unusual sight.

All humans gathered in the venue uniformly look black in courtesy of both men and women. And a mask on his face, or black glasses. The host of the facilitator who echoed this greeting is also wearing a white mask.

"... eh"

Even if you see this unusual sight from the stage sleeve, it should be noted that Mia doesn't believe it.

There was such a dark world in the city of Dealey that I used to visit. And now that I'm in that darkness.

At the auction tonight, a few girls besides myself were put up for sale.

Mia just stares at the sight.

"Millions!

"A million and a half!

Presentation of Amount on Oracle, the Divine Chanting Art of Communications. A boiling venue every time you ride a large platform.

A disgusting man who doesn't even want to come near you competes for the girl off. The man drags the weeping girl with a humble laugh.

Some of the guests laughed thinly with Niyaniya when they saw it.

- It's crazy.

Y'all go down to the bottom of the underworld.

Such a wish was vain and the auction went well, finally becoming Mia's turn.

"- Then gentlemen. Tonight, this will be our last product! It's Mia, a pure country girl, fifteen years old!

They didn't call me by my full name.

I guess it's because I'm no longer Mia 'Ungraded'.

He is taken to the center of the bright stage by the black clothes he held back by the stage.

That's all the twitching happened from the guest seat.

I can also hear whistles, applause, and praise for Mia's appearance.

- Hmm. You surprised me because I'm so cute?

Putting up the utmost void. At least cry and secretly eat your teeth off.

'Mm-hmm, you're tiny and cute! But this Mia, that's not all. She is also a young lady who can look forward to her future as a chanter, Magee, with her powerful soul and heart, Prarna, inside. Well, the possibilities are endless. It's up to you what you do with this girl! So... it starts with a million escs!

The venue was enthusiastic, like cutting the weir "Seiki".

Soon the price will rise with one million two hundred and four hundred thousand.

But according to Dino's story, the forbidden hand of 'monopoly' had already almost determined who would buy Mia.

Sure, his name is Redrack. He's a famous mafia boss in this world, and I hear he's a man who's trying to exaggerate his strength and finances by 'making it look' like he raced Mia down for a high price.

'Proprietary' seems to mean the act of entering into a prior covenant between the slave organisation and the buyer who put it up for sale and, in fact, closing the deal for half of the amount offered.

For example, if Redrack wins Mia for two million, two million will be properly paid to Circular, but "Circular" will reimburse Redrack for half the amount later.

Originally, it is a greeting that is carried out to deepen mutual "trust", such as when the "purchase" is not in the original hands.

But it seems that Redrack frequently repeats this' monopoly '.

Sometimes they bring "exclusivity" to expensive products that do not match their original needs, and in a few cases they do not want to deal with it as a "circular".

By the way, the organisation that is partitioning the auction is neutral, so it is also possible to win the bid if you offer an amount in excess of the Redrack, but of course that is not easy.

I mean - you look enthusiastic, and what's happening here and now is just a farce.

Nonsense. Let's get this over with...

Even while Mia thinks that, eventually, there will be fewer and fewer competing voices -

"$2.9 million!

A wild voice echoed, putting him on Oracle, the divine chant of communications.

"Two hundred and ninety! I've come to 29,000,000! Lord Redrack, a veteran! I'm going to build up the price at my leisure without thinking about it -!

"Hey MC, don't call me a noble name. In this hidden social place, huh?

'Then Lord Redrack, at least don't hide your face!

The venue boils more and more for that exchange.

Redrack. That's the name of the man who races himself off.

Mia just got her name from Dino, too, and hasn't been informed in detail.

Reflectively, the girl sees more of the man who presented two and a half million.

"... Hih...!

My voice leaked unexpectedly.

Ugly. Too ugly, fat little man, there he is.

As the MC said, I'm not hiding my face with masks or black glasses. That's right. If self-expression in this setting is the aim, there is no way to hide the identity.

Is there untrained hair on the verge of extinction, an all-back brunette who is forced to stroke and mend it? Each area, such as small eyes, large nose and thick lips, is completely uneven. The sloppily enlarged face and neck were no longer distinguishable and made the body feel unbalanced as if the neck was directly on it. Due to the dim venue, "Kosara" is even more special, its appearance looks ugly.

Even Mia's eyes saw it like a grudge demon crawling out of the darkness of the underworld.

(No... no, to that guy... absolutely no...!

Even while the girl trembles in despair, the voices that have become neglected by Maba and others raise the price.

Three and a half million.

On the big platform, the venue boiled. The applause rolls up.

Only when the auction was a complete one-hit.

Redrack sat in the front row seat in the right corner from Mia on stage and on the left side of the opposite pole...... a man in the back seat. He looked like a young man with dark hair, wearing black glasses, not a mask.

The two compete and raise the price.

With that, the visitors to the venue also increased their fever, but this competition also seemed empty to Mia's eyes, beyond the decision that Redrack would win.

Sure, if you make it look like you've competed so flashly to drop it, it should be impeccable as a selling name.

"$3.8 million."

The voice of a young man wearing black glasses echoes.

So Mia turned her face reflexively toward Redrack - strangely, she noticed.

Redrack has an abominable look on his face, distorting its ugly face even more.

……

For a moment, I thought that was a performance, too.

No, you're not.

If you want to compete off and exaggerate your powers, you won't look like that.

"Ku... three hundred and ninety!

A face-distorted Redrack offers a price so he can roar.

Applause that happens all the time. The guests face the young man they are competing with. I'm hoping for a big one.

Mia also turns her face naturally to a young man with black glasses.

- There.

The man took off his glasses to see what he thought.

"- -, ahhh..."

Mia doesn't think, she holds her mouth with both hands.

Why? Why not?

"-... eh"

The words, they don't answer.

A voice aboard the correspondence - a young man in black - Arichi Shield told him softly.

"Four million."

A whirlpool of applause and cheer wraps around the venue.

"Four million at last! Ha, Mia is adorable for sure, but what's wrong with this price for a civilian country girl? Hey!? Mia at the time, she's opening her eyes to see something incredible! No, what glasses are you taking off and wearing, kid!

The MC gets all excited.

But that thing didn't get into Mia's ear anymore.

"... Ri...,"

I have no words.

He's here. He's here.

Yes, there is no illegality in this auction for human trafficking.

If you force yourself to bring Mia back, you could be more guilty of drift protection. Thus, it could turn the backward society itself and the country against its enemies as well.

- So there you are.

As a guest, he is there, dressed in black courtesy clothes.

To take a dignified auction and take the method of competing off Mia.

A world of darkness where gold moves in millions. Inevitably, drift protection could not have participated.

However, there is a large sum of money, five million escu, gained in the case of Farvnar and his assassins.

A stream guard noticed Mia's gaze gave her a subtle thumb up.

"...,... ugh"

Without patience, tears conveyed Mia's cheeks.

"Four hundred twenty!

Redrak absurds his voice so as to sever between them like that.

"Four hundred and fifty."

The venue is enthusiastic about straightaway protection without hesitation.

No. No, Lugo.

I'm glad, but... that's a lot of money for me... for years to play and live, right? That...

The reward goes on with the squeaking mia.

Five hundred.

Finally, it doesn't even show a moment of stray.

Lifeguard threw down all his own property.

- It's like a grunt.

Crossing the boundaries of incandescence and enthusiasm, the treading shoe sounds and cheers of the gathered guests roared into the venue.

"Oops... I rode five million. Ahhh! What!? What makes him do that? Is Mia that type? Tonight, hell no. Crazy boy descended. Aaah!

Not much excitement, the MC's tone is changing. Turning to the guest seat, Redrack had a painful look like a rotten fruit.

Competing at a seriously high price makes drift protection more noticeable without hesitation than Redrack, who wants to show off his finances as a regular.

Mia had already forgotten to wipe her tears and only stood up.

"... hih..., uhh..."

I don't have a voice. Finally, Liquid Protection has poured in all its wealth.

For your own good.

Already. I'm happy, I'm dead.

- There you go.

Dirty voices, like dragging such mia in, echo.

"Five hundred and fifty!

Mia turns her gaze to Redrak like she was bounced.

An ugly man with an impossible grin was staring at Mia with a look that made her even feel mad.

Again, an avid venue.

"Hih..."

Mia sees drift protection, as she asks for help.

But I knew.

No more.

The drift shelter has poured in five million escs, which are already all property. I can't raise the price any more.

For the first time, that evidence opened the door to drift protection, which had previously offered a price without hesitation.

Liquid protection offered five million dollars, but Redrack's five and fifty... in essence, to two and a half million, he loses.

(... Lugo, kun...)

"This is the bottom line of a regular. Ah! Five and a half million! Is this settled?!? '

Liquid protection exhales deeply.

What the hell is that jerk? You want Mia so bad, you lolicon bastard.

"What do you say? What do you say!? Crazy boy, can you still fight!?

What the hell is this MC? The characters are changing. Who's the crazy boy?

"Um. Just a question, okay?"

The voice of a stream protector on a comm spirits a tree in the venue.

"What the fuck!? The question in this phase is, oh, this uplifting good! Say it, Crazy Boy!

The host, who made a rough turn, pointed bisciently at the drift protection.

'Erm. Should I raise the price a little bit for something like this, after all?

'Ma, Theory is. But, well, if it's exciting, if you pay me right, that's fine! That's such a stance, we are. So what are you gonna do?

"I see. Oh, I got it."

'That's what I asked you, you're still going to go on, boy! Come on, how much!? I'm not surprised anymore! Come on, come on!

A stirring MC, a quiet venue.

The drift shield 'gets confirmation next door' and exhales several sighs. It's a sigh of relief.

And I told him.

"Bye, thousand."

The sound disappeared.

'Huh?'

MC listened back with a serious vegetarian voice as a facilitator.

Again, don't get me wrong, somewhere polite.

Speak magical words, to save Mia.

Ten Million

- Mia doesn't remember much from there. It's like, I want to dream.

A driftshield in black clothes, who naturally presented himself with an unlikely sum, comes down to the front of the stage.

"... Mia. I thought it was someone at first, that dress. I don't think it's been a long time. Let's go home."

Like nothing happened, a boy reaching out a little out of sight.

"... hiku..., lugo, kun... money, what are you gonna do... that, ten million, I don't know..."

"Hmm? No... my money is definitely the limit of five million."

Shh... and a black shadow lines up next to the drift guard.

He wraps up a dark dress, ties up his long hair, and wears black glasses, but Mia never missees them.

"Ah, ah... Belle... come on, what was it..."

"... hehe. Mia, what a face."

"Because... so..."

"I was sitting next to Lugo, by the way. Look, even if Lugo were to take part in the auction, he wouldn't be able to use Oracle, the divine chant of communications, would he? That's why I was amplifying next door."

Belgrette takes out the handkerchief and wipes Mia's tears.

"The other day, at the king's behold. If I said anything extra, Bell would have gotten a reward money, too. Same as me. 3.5 million."

"It is. Damn, Lugo..."

That's why, no matter how much Bellette you are, you can't pom as much as five million escu. The remaining one and a half million escu will be self-inflicted.

- I was an idiot.

Not even a little bit, drift protection. Belgrette. I suspected he'd given up on himself or something.

I'm not about to give up. He threw his fortune at me and came to help me.

"Ugh... Ugh..."

Belgrette embraced Mia as she stood on the bar.

Tears come out of the eyes of such a girl knight.

"Welcome back... Welcome back, Mia"