The Great Voyage Begins with the Celestial Dragons

"Are you in charge here?"

His voice rose slightly, deliberately so the other person could hear him clearly, and his tone unusually carried arrogance and contempt.

“Yes, Your Highness! I am Haver! The head of the Human Auction House on Island Number One!”

Haval was a tall, thin, middle-aged man with a shrewd face. As he spoke, he kowtowed to Luther again.

Judging from his skillful movements, this was clearly not the first time he had received a Celestial Dragon.

However, he could only receive a Celestial Dragon of such high rank as Luther a few times a year.

"Stand up and speak, introduce this place!"

"Good Le!"

At Luther's prompting, Haver stood up, walked obsequiously to Quinn's side, and pointed to the rainforest at the end of the street, saying:

"Your Highness, that is our human auction house. We heard you were coming today, so we specially prepared our first large-scale auction of the year, which will be held in about 3 hours."

There was no original plan for an auction at this time, but a Celestial Dragon happened to arrive unexpectedly, and it was Luther, the Celestial Dragon who had recently become famous.

Everyone knows that although the Celestial Dragons don't treat them like human beings, they really pay for things and are extremely willing to spend money, making them the world's number one customers.

In addition to their formidable status, the human auction houses are always well-stocked with inventory to prepare for the arrival of the Celestial Dragons.

Of course, if it were an ordinary Celestial Dragon, they would receive intelligence the moment they set off from the Holy Land and make preparations in advance.

Only Celestial Dragons of Luther's caliber, whose whereabouts are kept completely secret, require temporary rescheduling, which is why they need 3 hours to prepare.

After all, it takes some effort to find some local nobles to create an atmosphere.

"Then let's wait three hours, Gion. Tell us our plans."

Luther glanced at Gion beside him. He was only here to feast his eyes; the final selection would depend on Gion and Toki Amatsuki.

“I remember there were slave trading shops all around here,” Gion suddenly said.

"Yes, Lady Momousagi! However, these are mostly ordinary or unsold items, with only a small portion being high-quality goods that are still in the development stage."

Haval respectfully returned to Gion.

Luther's personal swordsman, Momousagi-Gion, is known to anyone with even a slight connection to the World Government; she is definitely a formidable character no less powerful than an Admiral.

"Take us to see it."

Gion nodded in satisfaction and gestured for Haval to lead the way.

"Alright! Your Highness Luther, Lady Momousagi, which type of goods do you want? I'll be happy to introduce them to you."

Haval gestured ahead, bent over, and followed Quinn, walking forward.

Let me introduce myself.

Upon hearing Gion's instructions, Haval perked up; this was one of his strengths.

"The outer shops are roughly divided into five types. The first type is the pirate shop, which mostly serves pirates with bounties in the millions to tens of millions and no special characteristics. The second type is the servant shop, which provides servants for nobles of all ranks, and they are all already trained. The third type is the multi-race shop, which mainly serves ordinary alien races and beasts. The fourth type is the multi-flower shop, which has all kinds of handsome men and beautiful women and also provides customized services, such as obtaining and training those you require. The fifth type is the boutique shop, which houses some of the rare items that failed to sell at auctions and those that are yet to be trained."

Throughout the entire article, Haval did not mention the issue of price.

Talking about money with the Celestial Dragons is an insult to them.

What he needs to do is to provide the best possible service.

"Second, fourth, and fifth category shops," Gion stated her target directly.

“Alright! The boutique is nearby, let’s go there first. There are many other shops, I’ll take Your Highness to the boutique’s VIP lounge, get the video den Den Mushi to screen a batch, and then bring the selected people to Your Highness for inspection.”

Haver quickened his pace, leading Quinn forward for several hundred meters until they arrived at a huge, modern building tens of meters high.

The building is marked with the word 'Human', and the outer perimeter of the first floor is made of transparent glass, with rooms spaced approximately three meters apart, turning the outer area into a series of small glass rooms that can be seen from the outside.

These small rooms contain all sorts of people and animals.

Each one was either imposing and extraordinary or beautiful and charming.

"Ok?"

As Luther passed by a small room, his gaze lingered for a moment on a blonde woman in a blue dress with a striking figure.

That one glance was immediately captured by Haval:

"Your Highness, this woman is named Stella. She possesses an exceptional singing voice and is a top-notch songstress we have nurtured since childhood. Now she is yours; consider it a gift from our human auction house. We sincerely apologize for making you wait three hours for the auction!"

Haval spoke with unusual sincerity, and then gave a wink to the man in black at the door.

The guard in black quickly ran inside and, within seconds, grabbed Stella by the black collar around her neck and dragged her out.

"As expected of His Highness's discerning eye."

Gion carefully examined Stella, chuckled, and gently extended her finger, from which a beam of blood-red light shot out.

She disliked their actions. Stella clearly had no intention of resisting, yet they were so eager to take advantage of what they had already given to Luther. Damn it!

Stab it!

The two men in black who were holding Stella by chains had bloody holes between their eyebrows and fell to the ground.

Haval didn't even glance at his fallen subordinate, maintaining his respectful demeanor.

He had been wondering if something was missing when serving the Celestial Dragons this time, until his two subordinates collapsed, and then he realized…

That's right, that's what a Celestial Dragon should be like, just the way it is!

"Come over here yourself!"

Gion's deep voice rang out, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Looking into Stella's bright eyes, she seemed to understand why Luther's gaze lingered on her.

She has a graceful figure and outstanding looks, but that's not particularly special.

However, it is extremely rare to be able to maintain one's original mind and not become numb or obsequious after being in a slave shop for ten or twenty years!

"Yes!"

Stella smiled, as if she had known her fate all along, and walked confidently to Gion:

"Are you my future master?"

"It wasn't me, it was him!"

Gion pointed to Luther beside her, a slight smile playing on her lips:

"From now on, address him as Your Highness. If you don't do your job properly, I'll kill you!"

"Of course!"

Stella maintained her smile and respectfully bowed to Luther.

"Your Highness!"

"interesting..."

Luther said something softly, gave Stella a meaningful look, and then calmly looked away.

The "funny" part he was referring to wasn't that Gion played the "bad cop" role, making it easier for him to control the slaves.

Instead, he saw a glimmer of hope in Stella's eyes.

From one inescapable cage to another unknown one, one can still maintain a decent mood.

As expected of someone who left a mark on the future...

Chapter 128 Can Money Buy Everything?

"Wait a moment!!!"

Just as Luther and the others were leading Stella into the boutique, a desperate shout came from behind.

The group turned around and saw a green-haired young man looking at Stella and Luther with a panicked expression.

"Get out of the way, don't ruin His Highness's enjoyment!"

Haval looked disgusted at the poor appearance of the visitor.

"Stella! Don't go with them..."

Before he could finish speaking, several men in black stepped forward and punched him twice, causing him to fall to his knees and spit out a mouthful of bitter water.

Nevertheless, he still gazed at Stella with a look of infatuation.

"Tesoro, I was lying to you from the very beginning."

Stella looked at the young man on the ground, her smile still on her face, but it carried a hint of contempt and mockery.

"You can't possibly afford me, and I won't leave with you. Forget about it, go!"

"No! I've already earned enough money; I can buy you right now!"

Tezzolo, his face contorted in pain, even pleading, clung to Haval's leg, his eyes filled with supplication.

"Manager Haval, I have the money. I can buy Stella. Please give me a chance!"

"Get out of the way!"

Haval kicked Tezzolo away, slapped his trouser leg hard, and his disgust deepened.

"With the little money you have, you can't afford anything."

As he spoke, he drew the gun from his waist.

Enough time has been wasted already; if this continues, he'll die here.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, Luther's voice stopped him.

"Wait a moment."

Luther looked down at the young man with great interest; this was yet another figure who would stir up trouble in the future.

Gild Tesoro, the Golden Emperor, is the richest man in the world 20 years from now, a golden emperor who uses money to dominate the dark world.

However, he had no interest in recruiting such a person.

On the contrary, he remembered that this person had some connection with his cousin, and the Golden Fruit he consumed came from his cousin who had been expelled from the family.

He was actually looking forward to seeing if the two of them together, with his constant provocation, would bring him more fun.