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Chapter 1: I Bought It Because It Was Cheap (1)

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Chapter 1: I Bought It Because It Was Cheap (1)

The cover was unfolded.

“Is there no more? She is the precious lady of the illustrious Lindelheit family of the Lindelheit School of Magic! And she’s a maiden at that!”

A man in a ridiculous mask exaggeratedly gestured towards the center of the stage.

There was a crude iron cage, suitable for containing a wild beast. However, what it contained was not an animal but a person.

Or should I say something that used to be a person?

Slaves didn’t have human rights, after all.

Perhaps sensing the grim stares surrounding her, the woman in the cage shrank back with a frightened expression.

Her platinum-colored hair sparkled under the lights, and her fair skin flushed red with humiliation.

The dress she wore barely covered her, but somehow, it didn’t feel vulgar.

If one could paint nobility, it would look like this.

Her delicate and precarious yet beautiful posture had a captivating charm, but...

One single element drastically changed the impression she gave.

It was her eyes.

Ruby-red pupils that shined even more beautifully than real rubies.

Her wet red eyes darted around like a frightened rabbit.

Just with that alone, she went from an untouchable work of art to something easily exploited.

It was a sight that provoked men’s instinctive desire for possession.

Entranced, the crowd began to raise their number plates enthusiastically.

“1,000 gold!”

“This side bids 1,500 gold!”

“Only that much? I bid 3,000 gold!”

The price soared to the sky.

And in response, the crowd’s desires became increasingly transparent.

However, unlike their boundless desires, their capital had limits.

“10,000 gold! We have 10,000 gold! I will confirm one last time! Is there no gentleman willing to ‘take care’ of this tender lady?”

Despite the host’s competitive urging, the audience couldn’t offer any more.

After all, 10,000 gold could be used to build a huge mansion in the middle of the capital city, and there would still be gold left over.

It was enough to buy an entire rural village or acquire a well-crafted mithril weapon.

Even with wicked intentions, it was an amount one would hesitate to spend recklessly.

“If there are no more bids while I count, we’ll conclude it here! One! Two!”

After confirming that no one else had stepped forward, I finally raised the number plate in front of me.

“Oh! Another participant! According to the rules, you must add at least a tenth of the current bid...”

“20,000 gold.”

“...Excuse me?”

“I said 20,000 gold. In cash, of course.”

The previously quiet auction house now buzzed with noise.

“20,000? Did someone just say 20,000?”

“Seems so. I thought I misheard.”

“Who in the world has that kind of money?”

Even for a top-quality item boasting both beauty and talent, people were flustered by the excessive amount.

And this included the potential buyer, Count Kipros, who had planned to buy her.

“Heh... heh...”

He could only alternately glance at his coin purse, the iron cage, and then me, unable to bid.

It seemed like a good outcome.

If he had bid after me, thinking he was humiliated, he might have sent an assassin for me. And that would have been problematic.

However, if someone else bids more than double the final amount, the story changes. Then, I simply had to acknowledge the difference in wealth and give up.

At least, that’s how it was in the game.

Ding!

Name: Yandel

Title: Lost Foreigner

Basic Abilities

Strength: 11

Endurance: 10

Agility: 12

Talent: 14

Magic: 18 (Sealed)

Traits

Infinite Mana (A) (Sealed)

Elemental Affinity (B)

Excellent Memory (B)

Clumsy Weapon Skills (E)

Mana Sensing Disability (S)

※Some stats and traits are sealed due to the trait 'Mana Sensing Disability.

Special experiences are required to remove or mitigate negative traits.

To anyone looking, the stats and traits scream ‘mage.’ In fact, I designed this alt character to be a mage.

However, I never expected to get Mana Sensing Disability as a random penalty when I first started.

Moreover, I found myself in the world of H&A several years earlier than the timeline in the original story.

I never sent a complaint to the game company, and H&A wasn’t particularly terrible or fantastic.

...I’ve been playing it for so long that I could be called a veteran, but there were plenty who had played it even more than me.

Anyway, without any forewarning, I went to sleep and woke up inside my alt character in the game.

Initially, I was shocked, so much so that I sat dumbfounded on the streets for about three days.

Well, hunger eventually snapped me out of it.

The silver lining was that, as the status window showed, I was inside the body of the character I had been playing.

It was unfortunate that it was my alt and not my main character, and that the random starting penalty was pretty bad... But at least all my extensive gameplay wasn’t in vain.

In H&A, there was an odd system where the gold earned was shared among all characters on the same account.

Why couldn’t they just make a shared account for storage instead? What was the point of sharing only gold?

I used to grumble about it during gameplay, but now I’m genuinely relieved that I at least have gold.

The world of H&A was set on the continent of Eurelia, which was fundamentally fantasy but with a blend of various technologies and commerce close to modern standards.

In other words, money talks here as well.

And unlike online games where the operator controls the amount of gold in circulation, H&A was a packaged game with only some multiplayer elements.

Late-game gold inflation was more or less inevitable, especially when the playtime could reach over 7,000 hours.

Imagine how much gold I had accumulated over that time.

Even the 20,000 gold I spent on Carla wasn’t that much to me.

But regardless, this place was a fantasy. Individual power mattered more here than it did on Earth.

As a mage who couldn’t use magic, the suffering was immense. The trait of Clumsy Weapon Skills was a desperate attempt to adjust to.

But that ends today.

With the mana breathing technique from the Lindelheit School of Magic, I should be able to cure my Mana Sensing Disability.

Looking at where Carla’s mana core should be, a satisfied smile automatically formed on my face.

Ah, look at that mana container. To handle that much mana, she must’ve mastered the mana breathing technique, too.

“Eeek!”

I wonder what she mistook my gaze for.

Startled, Carla instinctively covered her chest with both arms. Not that she could fully hide it, though.

Ah, come on. I won’t eat you.

Probably.




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