"Welcome my young friend," Norris said with a smile. "Are you perhaps here to purchase slaves again?"
"Yes," Thirteen replied. "But, I want the special ones, and not the ones sold here."
"Oh dear, are you referring to the ones that I will send to the auction house a week from now?"
"Yes."
Norris rubbed his chin, as he looked at the snake that was coiled up around the boy's neck.
Seeing that the Domini Mortis had a satisfied look on her face, the Slave Master couldn't help but ask the boy a question.
"Can you tell me why you want to purchase those special slaves?" Norris inquired. "But, before that, let's go inside. This is not a good place to discuss these matters."
The middle-aged man made a gesture for Thirteen to follow him to his office in order to have a proper talk.
Thirteen nodded and followed behind him because he also didn't want to discuss these things in the open.
