I Became a Professor at the Academy

7 – Auction House (2)

“The bidding process is the same as it has been every year, but since there are people attending for the first time today, it’s simple—”

“Not required.”

Claire’s voice echoed through the lounge.

The man’s hand trembled even more.

“uh… Yes. Then we will proceed immediately.”

Even so, the man never lost his smile.

He is a man with a strong work ethic.

The man in charge of the show moved out of the way to a corner of the stage, and shortly thereafter a well-dressed boy came onto the stage.

“You are 10 years old! He stabbed his father, who was violent every day, with a knife while he was asleep… … .”

The male was entrusted to the nursery school along with the age of the child. He also explained step by step the story of being chosen as a promising person to become an awakening person and coming to this position.

After all the introductions.

“The base price is 1500.”

The man’s words are over. Now, the humans present here can bid. But no one opened their mouth.

Claire stared at the stage with a dry face and slightly bowed toward me.

“Is there a doctor?”

“no.”

It was then.

-1600

“Yes. 1600 came out.”

-1700

-1800

-1850

bidding has begun.

Just raise your hand and call the price. It is a typical auction house with nothing special. But here. There is one special rule that exists only in the Underground Auction House.

Forces participating in the auction. Alternatively, the Awoken with the greatest personal strength can choose one item they want and purchase it at the starting price.

I don’t know why the rules were made. However, I do remember that the underground auction was held and that this rule was never violated.

what. That’s why they couldn’t open their mouths even though the bidding started.

“2200. don’t you have more? 2200. 2200. 2200. Yes. Prospect No. 1 was sold at 2200.”

The child was carried back down the stage by the hand of another employee who had risen above.

After the auction, it will be sent into the hands of the winning bidders along with the necessary documents.

After the boy went down, a girl came up, this time with curly hair, excessively dry hair, and even wearing a thin fabric that didn’t match the season.

“The starting price is 300.”

Unlike boys, the bidding started right away without any introduction.

-310

-330

Two humans jumped into the bid without even paying attention to Claire.

That’s right, the girl on stage right now was not a rising star, but a test subject, so Claire concluded that I couldn’t be interested.

I looked at the trembling child on the stage and called her to stand next to me.

“Claire.”

“Yes.”

Once again the lounge was enveloped in silence.

I didn’t care and continued.

“What are you thinking about?”

“I thought it was boring.”

“is it.”

“Yes.”

The conversation ends with that.

The man in charge of the process took a moment to notice, then resumed the auction.

The snarky girl went off the stage after winning the bid for 400, followed by other children coming up and bidding.

Children with special stories, like the boy who appeared for the first time, came up dressed up to look as good as possible to the people in attendance, and like the girl who came up second, they were just experimental subjects. The children, no more and no less, went up and down in shabby clothes.

‘It’s boring.’

My gaze watching the stage was no different from Claire’s.

Sympathy and compassion for children.

Anger and hatred towards those who treat children like objects.

I didn’t feel any of those colorful emotions.

I’m on stage. The gaze looking at this space was indifference itself. to surprise yourself.

‘It’s probably one of the changes that occurred while accepting the memories contained in the essence.’

It’s not bad.

If this is a change, I am willing to accept it.

Some people will say that they lack emotions and lack of humanity, and they will distance themselves from it and avoid it, but it doesn’t matter.

In order to achieve my purpose, I don’t have to look good to anyone, and even if I do, the target will never be a human being.

‘My role is always a guardian.’

A fence that provides and protects an environment in which a girl can grow and become independent.

Emotions are not needed on the fence.

I will decorate my body by piercing through the bugs that try to overcome without knowing the subject. Don’t even dare to think of going over again.

“It’s the 30th.”

The lights that illuminated the stage moved, and the blackout curtains below shook. It was time for a new child to come up.

Soon after, another child came up on the stage, grabbed by the staff who was busy running around the stage.

The child who came up to the stage was dressed in a scruffy outfit no different from the children selected as the other test subjects.

White hair that grew haphazardly and covered his eyes.

Slightly exposed, slightly dazed blue eyes.

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Ragged clothes.

lean arms and legs.

yes. It was a behavior no different from the other children.

By the way… … .

“I am 12 years old. Abandoned and raised since birth, there is no special story except for the slightly unusual appearance. It starts at 70—”

The man who was talking loudly on stage shut up.

Its gaze was on me.

Maybe it’s because I woke up.

For the first time, my body, which had been languorous, moved against my will.

I got out of my seat and headed to the stage, and went up.

Short, barely reaching my legs.

He bent his knees and bowed his back. gaze so much. I leveled my eyes.

My face is reflected in the blue eyes revealed through my long bangs.

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Really clear eyes And your eyes are dirty

She took off the coat she was wearing and put it around the child’s shoulder. Until then, the child had only looked up at me with blank eyes.

He carefully held the child in his arms. As if it had not been washed properly, various miscellaneous odors emanated from the child’s body. And it was light.

“Claire.”

“Yes.”

She, who had quietly followed her, rose to the stage.

“Let’s go back to the car first.”

“Yes. I’ll take care of miscellaneous things and follow suit.”

I walked past her and walked off the stage without answering.

And he hurriedly retook his steps.

To get out of here before my little patience runs out.

**

Exactly 5 minutes after the man leaves the lounge with the child.

Things that used to be someone’s arms and legs were rolling casually around the lounge, which had a neat and subtle atmosphere.

It wasn’t just there.

The entire building, artificially created to hold the auction, was filled with the sticky, fishy smell of blood.

“Let me live, live, live, live… … .”

Claire flicked the sword of light created with divine power and looked down at the middle-aged man who was sitting on the floor and trembling.

The manager of the nursery school that presented the girl who was left with the man in his arms.

The only living adult in this building now was a middle-aged man urinating in front of his eyes.

‘Shall I take him?’

The reactions and behaviors of boys toward girls were very special.

An act of embracing something very precious.

The person in front of me is the one who treated such a man’s precious things harshly.

Her troubles did not last long.

Tuuk.

No matter how or when it moved, the frightened middle-aged man’s head tumbled to the floor.

She doesn’t like to kill, but it’s not a priority over the will of the god she serves.

The sword of light in Claire’s hand was converted into divine power and permeated into her body and disappeared.

She manipulated the smart watch she wore on her wrist to write a word and send it to someone.

“Execution”

I lowered my wrist that I had been walking on and looked around the area dotted with red. And I recalled the memories of the previous day.

【That man is a disaster.】

Disaster.

【Can humans prevent disasters from nature? Just praying and waiting for the disaster to pass somehow by reducing the damage. It’s like that. The man is ours too. It is an unavoidable disaster even for humans.]

– Even if the gods gather their strength, how can it not be done?

【That’s why it’s called a disaster. It’s like a huge tsunami and typhoon can’t be prevented even if hundreds of millions of humans gather.]

-okay.

【Claire. I said. We are not omnipotent.]

A god who should be praised by his followers says he is not omnipotent.

【I enjoy this place. Claire is a bit boring, but I still love her. I get angry when my kids don’t listen, but I like that too. So I want to stay with you for a long time.]

Gods who are not omnipotent love their followers too much.

【Disasters are bound to happen someday. However, it can be delayed.]

something that will happen someday

However, it can be delayed.

【I don’t know what that man wants. Still, you’d hate to be seduced by those pesky bugs. So Claire.]

A god worthy of respect asks a beloved follower.

【Claire, please be careful not to get caught by the annoying bugs.】

-Yes.

The method Claire chose to keep the annoying bugs from being attracted to the man.

It was to catch all the eyes of the outside world.

Eliminate all who witnessed the man’s presence, including those who participated in the auction.

That’s not enough.

Move the knights dispatched to Korea to raid other auction houses.

The e-mail Claire sent was a signal to announce the start.

Soon enough, paladins and priests will be dispatched to protect the remaining children.

‘It’s going to be noisy for a while.’

However, I can assure you that no one will ask them the reason for this incident.

Yu Hee-shin is known to the public as the most gentle god. What would the public think if the followers of such a god raided an illegal facility?

Whatever the reason, the people who ran the auction house would think that something had crossed the line.

The organization that operated this facility would be in a similar dilemma. And they will review and review what they have been doing for a long time. In the end, I’ll send someone to my feet and bow my head.

The gentle god’s sudden wrath drives humans into fear without distinguishing between good and evil.

-Titling.

The light on the smart watch came on.

It was an email saying that paladins and priests had arrived to protect the children.

“then.”

After making sure that there was no blood on her clothes, she quietly walked outside.