Scar emitted a black fog and dissapeared. He was invisible for anyone who didn't concentrate in that specific spot. It was his latest spell that was called Night Mirage,a pompous name, but perfectly fitted for it's use. It was perfect for night, but during the day it made you stand out like a light bulb. The butler nodded with satisfaction. Magic wasn't as common as some people think and a full fledged tier one mage was even rarer. This spell actually held a bit of tier two to make it blend more in the suroundings.
'The one that the pavillion sent this time is quiet talented.'
The auction house was a huge bulding in the middle of the city and the other buldings seemed eclipsed by it. A cupole made out of glass reflected the moon light and Scar became melancolic at this similar sensation. Back when he was still a kid without a worry in the world everything seemed so easy. With his life changing for the worst with each year passing, the only stable thing that appeared each night was the moon. With it's cold, yet calming light, it gave him the impresion that all of his worries will dissapear.
Unfortunately, the moon here was fake. He snapped back to his senses and got a better look at Sira. Her black hair seemed to perfectly match her green eyes. She was about 13 years old, the same age as the current Scar, but an even more oppresive aura than the butler's was released by her. The only plausible reason for her to hold such a power was that the nobles had special ways to cultivate and amplify their power. Nobility was a very hard thing to obtain and only a handful of talented people succeeded. The model they used to build society in this god forsaken place was similar to the medieval era.
While Scar was still absorbed in his thoughts the small group that acomanied them entered the bulding. They walked in the direction of the main room where the public auction was held, but a sudden turn made Scar stumble. His dark cover flickered and the two bodyguard sneered. Scar payed them no mind and his mind started sppining at top gear. He hadn't taken into account the possibility that Sira would participate in an illegal auction. While he wandered the city in his ussual late night strolls he overheared an interesting rumor. He heard that the high status nobles were taking part in an illegal auction that had slaves, drugs and illegal cultivation tehniques. Even though the kingdom had a few laws, there were laws that made such thing illegal. This was only a facade, but it fooled the citizens. The ruler made it so only the high status people could acces it.
Sira was one of these people and Scar was uncounscious about the huge trouble that was waiting ahead of him. A man was waiting for them ahead on the abrupt stairway. The moment they approached him, his sharp gaze stopped right on Scar. It only lasted a second , but it felt like an eternity to Scar. He didn't even realize that he held his breath for a moment.
"I assume that you are Mr Andres's daughter. Here is your crest and robe. Please follow me."
The man spoke very fast and after he finished he handed to Sira an to the two bodyguard blak robes and a crest that represented a golden swallow. Scar found it quite funny that Sira's family crest was similar to his code name. The person that welcomed them here led them to a balcony.
After a short wait, a bright light shone. Scar almost grasped when he saw how big the place was. There were multiple balconies and the people stading in them were all wearing black robes and had crests. The stage was pitch black and deep red curtains were attached to it. When they opened a tall man dressed in a purple suit entered. Two blue eyes shined behind a white mask and a tremor went trough the poeple present. Scar realized that this man was the second most powerful person he met after his master, Lukart, but after hearing the explication everything made sense.
"How can the Patron be present. I heard that he went to the capital to the main auction."a voice was heard.
The Patron. A powerful existence that was renowed for sccesfully founding multiple auction houses. It was said that his wealth could rival that of one of the three Prime Ministers. This kind of man was the one that stood before them,hosting the auction.
There was bound to be a special tresure or artifact. Right after his appearance, he spoke with a booming voice.
"Welcome pillars of the first floor. As you might assume, this will be a special auction. The final items are very rare and one of them is even an Ascension Ticket. Now let's not spoil the fun. We will be starting with our ussual. I present you our new batch of slaves!"
In the middle of the uproar, Scar stood there ,in the shadows, with a dark expresion. Slaves, they went agaist everithing he learned until now.
The curtains lifted and ten naked bodies were revealed. They stood there, chained like dogs, without any means to defend themselves and defend their rights.
Scars monster core began pulsating with power and the balcony went several shades darker. Now the place where Scar was sitting was void of light like a black hole.