“W-what?” Goghfrey said under his breath, surprised at this himself.

The auctioneer was both delighted and confused to hear this, “We have a challenger here it seems! To cut off a Lord, what a ballsy gentleman!” The auctioneer said with excitement but then noticed Goghfrey staring at him like he wanted to kill him.

The auctioneer quickly fixed the smile on his face with a professional expression as he exclaimed: “Ahem… are there any more bids?”

The crowd’s reaction to Hanzo’s bid was immense. Everyone was perplexed, but also entertained as hell.

“Hahaha! He actually cut off a lord!”

“Who the hell is that guy? Halon?”

“This is crazy… I hope that guy lives to tell the tale.”

Hanzo looked at Noa, the two making eye contact. And then, Hanzo smiled, causing Noa to break out into a laughing cry.

‘Hanzo…’ She thought, ‘What are you doing.’ She continued breaking down. ‘I can’t accept this… you will only get punished! Please…’ Noa was going through immense mental torture right now, understanding that her friends were digging themselves deeper into their own graves only for her.

Hanzo stared at Goghfrey.

The Lord stayed silent for a moment, the entire crowd amazed at his hesitation.

To make him of all lords hesitate was insane to even imagine.

His paddle raised again, “100,000 Gold.”

Jaws dropped to the floor…

Shock was the only way to describe this theater right now.

Hanzo’s eyes widened as his paddle slowly lowered.

Goghfrey turned to witness this, a large grin stretching across his face.

“Geeehehehee!” His chuckle slowly turned into a full-blown laugh. “Did you think I would ever lose a bid? Were you under the impression that you had me thinking about it? I am Lord Goghfrey of Rock Saelfine, not a runt like you who has any competition!”

His voice echoed through the hall.

Noa’s face lowered, facing the ground as tears dripped from her eyes and plopped on the floor.

Hanzo closed his eyes, taking in a big breath as the entire crowd stared at him.

He exhaled, opening his eyes and looking at Malon.

He quietly spoke so that no one but Malon could hear him:

“All Lords in this empire are assigned a Supreme Guard who rank no lower than Imperial Military Commanders in terms of strength. However, that Supreme Guard isn’t here right now… he probably isn’t anywhere in our 20 mile radius.”

Malon furrowed his eyebrows, instantly understanding what Hanzo was trying to tell him.

As the crowd stared at them with anticipation and confusion, both Hanzo and Malon rose from their seats.

Both of them stood there with shadowed expressions for a few seconds… before lunging toward opposite directions and sprinting down the rows.

Everyone was thrown off. Goghfrey clenched his fist, “Guards! Arrest them immediately!”

A group of full knights stormed into the theater from the stop entrance, but Hanzo and Malon leaped onto the stage far before they could do anything.

Noa’s face was still pointed toward the ground. Malon and Hanzo rushed toward her from both sides, their hand extended.

“NOT ON MY WATCH!” Goghfrey exclaimed, placing his hands on his face as an immense beam of Aura exploded out from it and blasted onto the stage.

Hanzo was hit first, but before it could do much damage he was forced to jump off of the stage to avoid it.

Next was Malon, who took a heavy blow to the left arm but was thankfully unharmed due to his shield.

Goghfrey’s Aura beam disappeared as he stepped forward, “I am not a Lord for no reason! Do not underestimate my blood, heathens!”

At that moment, the guards had caught up and surrounded both Hanzo and Malon who were quickly pushed together in the center of the floor before the stage.

Over 20 guards were on all sides with spears and swords pointed at them. Goghfrey sat back in his chair, “Kill them…” He said with wide eyes.

Hanzo sucked his top teeth, “Tsk… we still have a chance.” He said to Malon. The two were back to back.

“Yeah… these guards aren’t too powerful.” Malon replied, “We can deal with them.”

“But don’t make any mistakes. The Supreme Guard has already begun his journey here.”

“W-what!?” Malon was perplexed to hear this.

“He won’t take long… we can’t afford to mess up. Compared to a Supreme Guard, even I am like a bug.”

Malon gulped, preparing himself, “Well… we have no choice do we?”

“Nope…”

The guards lunged in to attack at that moment.

Hanzo pulled his bowstring back, unleashing his blue arrow first before exploding it with a red arrow.

The impact sent several guards slamming into the walls, multiple limbs exploded right off.

Just as a few guards were immobilized, however, dozens more began pouring into the theater from above.

“We just need a single frame of time where we are free to go and save Noa.” Hanzo exclaimed, Malon nodding as the two continued fighting off the guards.

As this happened, many bystanders began to exit the premises.

***

Tyr arrived at the auction house.

He got off of the Rudra, sending him into the Infinite Domain as he rushed toward the entrance.

Spen remained on the roof upon Tyr’s orders, looking with determination at the young man.

As Tyr arrived at the entrance, hundreds of people were suddenly storming out.

“W-what the hell is this!?” He confusedly exclaimed, “Move! All of you move!” He attempted to push his way through but there were far too many people to make it quick.

“Get lost kid! There’s a fight breaking out in there!”

“Goghfreys inside, you won’t be able to buy shit anyways!”

Random people shouted as they brushed past him.

Finally, a random hand grabbed Tyr’s clothing above his chest.

“Huh?” He exclaimed, looking down at a feminine hand with a pure white complexion grabbing his shirt.

Out of nowhere, Tyr felt an immense force push him into the air and several dozen feet away.

He was powerless to do anything as he was almost flown across the sky–a young lady holding onto him–and slammed on top of a random roof.

He was taken aback with shock, and then finally took into account the randomly young lady who was sitting on his stomach right now.

His eyes widened, unable to help but be mesmerized by her beauty for a split second.

She looked familiar as well. Her eyes were a pristine azure color, and her hair was smooth, a long white-silver color to it.

“You… from the scammer at Drance…” Tyr said under his breath.

“Get off of me, woman! I need to get inside!” Tyr pushed the girl to the side, quickly standing up.

“W-wait!” The girl said before he left.

“What do you want!? I don’t have time for your shit!”

“No… you will fail without this.” She said, raising her palm.

Tyr turned, noticing a small pill in her hand. He raised an eyebrow.

“What? What are you saying?”

“You want to save Noa, right?”

“How the hell do you know all of that?”

She ignored his question: “I came here… to free all of those slaves, not just Noa.”

“H-huh!? You still haven’t answered my question!”

“Oh… right… let’s just say that I can… see things that will happen before they actually do.”

Tyr paused for a second, “Bulllshit! Your story doesn’t check out whatsoever! If you wanted to free all of those slaves, why were you rushing out of the hall when I arrived!?”

The gorgeous silver-haired girl didn’t hesitate to reply: “Because I saw something different… I saw you.”

Tyr remained silent, a confused look on his face.

“With you here, I need not do my job. But that’s only possible if you take this. Please… trust me.”

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