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Episode 187

Vaporization. The misfortune of the slave trader Lung Doge (3)

“By the way, Bamol. What are you going to pay me for? Will you protect me?”

“Yes, I will protect you. lest I beat you to death.”

“under! Kiki! oh i get it Bamol is fun.”

Ugh, the more I listened to it, the more unpleasant the tone was. It’s been a long time since I’ve met a person who wanted to beat me more than Igor.

Besides, Igor is stupid, but he is also kind. Rong Doge was a real villain who bought and sold slaves.

“Take me to the auction house. I need to go and see Omir right away.”

“Follow me!”

The location of the slave auction house was the holy ground of Lung Doge.

Lung Doge was surprisingly able to walk alone.

No, it was not appropriate to describe it as walking. He moved like a slug, dragging his hips all the way to the floor.

The sight was so disgusting that Yuma felt sick to his stomach.

Two half-naked swordmasters were riding on his shoulders. Lung constantly let out an unpleasant laugh and touched the women’s bodies here and there.

“Congratulations on seeing Azif’s real face!”

Rong shouted as they entered the dark auction house.

As soon as Lung entered the auction house, the auction housekeepers ran out and handed him a pipe. It was a pipe filled with Haseo-guk’s specialty opium.

“Are you going to smoke a barmoldo?”

“Take it away.”

Yuma lightly crushed the pipe Lung had given him and looked inside the dark auction house.

At the auction house, not even a handful of the lively energy felt in the above-ground city remained.

The atmosphere was so decadent that one wondered if this place could be the light of Ajif.

And it was very wide.

It seemed that the underground auction house would be much larger than the Lung’s Citadel revealed from the outside. This place was not just an auction house, but also a social gathering place for merchants who reached out to darkness.

Merchants from all over the East and West were sitting or standing in their seats, all wearing masks, selecting slaves.

All the slaves, male and female, had only the lower half of their body covered with a thin piece of cloth.

“Long “Why do you say that?”

“Even if you run a slave trader of this size in the East, no one will touch you?”

“Pahahaha! It’s natural. Even Bamol says he can’t hit me if he knows who’s behind me.”

Yuma swung his fist like a hammer and hit Lung’s forehead. The Sword Master escorts felt uncomfortable watching their master beating, but there was no other way.

Anyway, he was going to die soon.

“Then, when you don’t know, let’s do it to our heart’s content.”

“It hurts! If you keep hitting me…!”

“How can you not fix that beggar way of talking?”

“The way I speak has to do with the curse. I can’t help it.”

Lung clapped his hands and called one of his subordinates.

“Go find Omir.”

“All right! Rong Daein!”

Damn! Damn!

Suddenly, the sound of a whip hitting someone’s skin was heard. Lung’s subordinate, who was in charge of the slaves, began beating the slaves with a whip.

Despite the naked sound of a leather whip hitting the back, everyone in the auction house didn’t even look at it.

“Kahak!”

The male slave fell to the floor with a thumping scream.

Lung giggled as if it was very funny.

“Quaaaaaaagh!”

And another scream from the other side. It was a familiar voice.

As soon as Yuma identified the owner of the scream, he planted a heavy kick into Lung’s abdomen.

It was Omir. He was being led like a dog, covered in tears, runny nose and sweat.

Fortunately, he was not whipped, but it was not a very good look.

“Hey kid. Who wants to take me like that?”

“Ah! it hurts! The guests are watching too!”

“Oh my gosh! Baby!”

As our eyes met, Omir tried to shout Yuma’s name. However, Yuma gave him a slap on the face to prevent him from telling him his real name. Didn’t hit hard.

“You remember Omir Nabamol, right? There must be things I left on your ship.”

Nod.

As expected, Omir was a quick-witted person like a merchant.

That human seemed to be making a fuss, beating Lung, even in Azif’s light.

“What happened to Artifact and the rest of the personnel?”

“Ah, Daein Lung took the artifact. People…

“Hey Lung. I need to talk to Omir for a moment. And free Omir from slavery.”

Without listening to Lung’s answer, Yuma dragged Omir to a corner of the auction house.

Omir looked at the relationship between Lung and Yuma and shouted inwardly that he was alive.

“Huh! Miss Yuma!”

“Call me Bamol. I’m sorry I just hit you.”

“Bamol! Aigoo Bamol is so happy to see you! What a terrible wave…

“What happened? Hurry up and explain.”

“I couldn’t figure it out because I was too busy, but most of my colleagues lay on the wreckage of the ship that was bitten by the ancient wolf. I’m completely ruined… but black!”

“Don’t mess around. I’ll set you free, so don’t even dream of selling slaves in the future. Anyway, are you saying that there is a high probability that my comrades will be safe?”

“It seems so. Most of the crew on my trade ships survived. They were all brought here and enslaved… But

if they are alive, they can be found anywhere. Yuma did not express his joy and demanded further explanation from Omir.

“Tell me more about what happened then.”

“I was trying to catch the wreckage of the ship, and I came across Master Vali Nun’s bag. It was full of artifacts, and as soon as I came to land, Loong found me, saying that the transaction schedule was delayed, and like this… The

artifacts were all taken away by Loong. It was a natural result.

As Yuma was about to ask more, a loud voice came from the other side of the auction house.

“ladies and gentlemen! We will start the slave auction now!”

“Uh uh! Mr. Ba Bamol! excuse me…!”

“Why are you there?”

Yuma turned her head and looked towards the auction table.

At the auction stand, naked slaves with their hands and feet bound with chains stood in a row. The magic light was shining brightly only in that part so that the slaves could be seen clearly, so it was easy to identify their appearance.

And, of all the slaves, it was Ballenan Phovian, a pretty boy with blue hair who stood out the most.

The mouth was gagged. Red bruises were all over her small and delicate body, as if she had been beaten.

“Oh shit!”

In an instant, intense anger erupted.

Yuma turned her head to where Lung was. It was to tell him to get rid of him immediately and release Vali Nun.

But Lung was not where he had just been standing.

“This piglet…

Ten aura spheres emitting bright light began to wrap around Yuma’s body in anger. I will destroy this slave auction today!

“iced coffee-! Before proceeding with the slave auction… Ugh!”

Gwagwagwang!

Two aura spheres from Yuma landed on the auction table. The front of the auction table collapsed, and Lung’s subordinate, who was moderating, fell to the floor.

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

“Aagh!”

Surprised by the sudden explosion, merchants let out shrill screams. Thanks to the merchants who were confused, the inside of the auction house quickly became a mess.

“Get out of the way, you bastards!”

Yuma immediately tried to approach Barlinan using his speedboat, but was unable to do so.

‘what!’

It was because at that moment, he felt that something sharp and unknown was aiming at him.

Yuma pulled out Ascalon and took a defensive stance, searching for the source of the ominous sensation.

Even by Yuma’s standards, he is quite talented. No, even if you fight properly, you won’t get a win rate of more than 70%.

It was the level of unmanned that was aiming at him.

Yuma aroused his senses and wrapped an aura around Ascalon.

“her!”

Why is that child here? Yuma gritted his teeth and glared at the man.

In the current situation where he had to save Ballinan, not a single man would be able to afford it, but even Lung’s sword master escorts were attached to him.

“I got it right! got hit a lot!

That guy is a very bad guy!

Kill me quickly! He just ruined my auction! It’s a son of a bitch! They say the damage is serious!”

While Yuma and the man glared at each other, Lung cursed at Yuma in a pig-like voice from the side. “See you again.”

The man swung his greatsword around and said. In the meantime, merchants who had gathered to buy slaves hurriedly left the auction house.

The officials whipped and threatened the slaves to keep them from escaping in the commotion.

“I know. It’s not enough after the rose society, so now you’re going to wipe the back of the East Slave Shop?”

He was Haseo’s first sword, Cherkin.

Cherkin grinned and took an offensive stance.

“I didn’t know that you were the one whining at this pig to be killed. I like it very much.”

“It’s a pig! Talk too hard!

Kill that bastard quickly! Tear off his snout and bring it to me!”

baek!

Cherkin struck Loong in the head with the hilt of his greatsword. Lung rolled over and landed on the wall on the other side of the auction house.

Geelong, who was fit for his size, jumped up with a squawking sound and pointed his finger at Cherkin and Yuma.

However, as if Yuma and Cherkin didn’t care about Lung anymore, they were on edge looking for a gap in each other.

“I will definitely tell your king about this! Cherkin! It can’t be like this! Are you going to hit me too!”

“Shut up pig. It gets in the way of a fight.”

“Ha, well worth a look. To think that a bastard named Haseo First Sword was playing around with the command of a big chunk of broth dripping.

Didn’t you say something about your honor last time with your hard head, not your warrior’s heart?”

“I am carrying out Your Highness’ orders, but I have nothing to say about honor with you.”

“Anyway, self-justification is the strongest in the world. What are you doing? If you’re not going to mess with it, just like back then, lower your tail and get lost.”

Whoa!

This time Cherkin struck first. The greatsword distorted the space and fell in a straight line toward Yuma.

Yuma did not retreat and responded to Cherkin’s attack by raising Ascalon.

The ground the two of them were standing on sank slightly, and a shockwave was created.

‘Damn it, I have to save Ballinan.’

It wasn’t that he didn’t think that Lung had set a trap, but he didn’t know that Cherkin would. There was no way to know why Cherkin was with Loong.

It was not an opponent that could not be beaten if it was a one-on-one in a relaxed situation, but Ballinan was a problem.

Glancing at it, the officials were leading the slaves on the auction table and were about to disappear.

“Do you think it’s okay to look away in front of me!”

Cherkin’s greatsword twisted in a strange direction and fell towards Yuma again.

Yuma swung Ascalon in an oblique line, knocked out the greatsword, and then tried to counterattack by spinning a circle.

However, Lung’s escorts drew their swords between Cherkin and Yuma.

Looking at their individual strength, they were not at the level of interfering in Yuma and Cherkin’s fight, but they seemed to have come together for a long time.

Yuma slammed Ascalon into the ground and caused an aura explosion that sent the escorts away. Then he activated Sword Eye and shot Aura Blair De at Lung.

“Chit!”

Realizing Yuma’s intentions, Cherkin ducked behind him to protect Lung.

In the meantime, Yuma approached Ballinan and cut off the chains binding his hands and feet.

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9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword

9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword

9클래스 소드 마스터 : 검의 구도자, 9th Class Sword Master: Sword Seeker, Return of the Ninth-Class Swordmaster: the Seeker of the Sword
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Status: Ongoing Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
At the end of the “War of Trust,” that was fought to protect humanity against the forces of “corruption,” Karil MacGavern, a Sword Saint, faces the betrayal of his close friend and emperor, Oliven. Having ultimately killed the emperor, Karil travels back in time to set things right. Now, armed with the power he couldn’t obtain in his previous life, both a sword and magic. He stands at the crossroads of two paths, determined to change the future. [MTL]

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