Once inside the large auction house, Kael went straight to the reception desk to pay for his participation.
In this world, auctions were not open to the public. Each seat had a price. To participate, it was necessary to pay an entry fee; only then did one obtain the right to compete, to buy.
Those who did not pay were mere observers who could only gaze at the luxury from afar. For them, the auction was not a market, but a theater.
They saw rare materials, relics, and even living beings paraded before them: elves, dwarves, beastmen, and even humans of altered lineage. In this place, the difference between merchandise and person was as thin as the edge of a blade.
His current status... was no different from that of a slave. Perhaps even worse.
