A Demon's Journey

Even the top slaves that Finley was somewhat proud of were being rejected one by one.

Finally, they reached the location of the slave that had been mentioned by Tronte earlier.

He was a fair child, with dark hair and red eyes. Moreover, Azaroth could sense a faint sense of pride and arrogance from him.

"Hmph. You seem to have brought another one. You think he can handle me?" There was a cheeky look with a trace of arrogance on it.

He seemed to look down on Azaroth.

Azaroth was somewhat speechless as he felt that pride and arrogance from this guy 'Just how can he stay this prideful and arrogant when he has been captured and is being sold as a slave?'

Azaroth came to a conclusion of his own 'There really are all kinds of people out there. Even stupid ones like this.'

This time, Finley was somewhat helpless. No matter what techniques they used, they didn't affect this child at all so even the Silent Death Organization had no means to deal with this child.

Azaroth used his Mystic Eyes of Perception and analyzed this child.

When that child ahead of Azaroth saw those Mystic Eyes of Perception, he froze due to shock.

Meanwhile, Azaroth was also shocked. It was because of what he had seen with his Mystic Eyes of Perception!

Moreover, Azaroth had also kept note of this child's reactions and was surprised to see that this child recognized his Mystic Eyes of Perception.

'If he can even recognize my mystic eyes then he definitely possesses a high status in the Purgatory.'

"What's his price, Sir Finley?" Azaroth asked straightforwardly.

Finley had somewhat expected this question from Azaroth. However, he looked at Tronte with a troubled expression.

It was Tronte who sighed out and placed his hand over Azaroth's shoulder, "Bro, this servant hasn't been tamed yet. He might harm you. I think we should come and take him away at a later date."

Azaroth pushed away Tronte's hand and looked into his eyes before speaking, "You don't need to worry about his loyalty. I have my own way of taming my servants."

Evelyn muttered underneath her breath, "Just overreaching himself. You will come asking for my lord's help in half a day."

It was a good thing that Trotne didn't hear her words because a glare wouldn't be what he would do at this time.

Azaroth then turned towards Finley and asked him resolutely, "Name the price."

"7,000 Spirit Coins." Finley gave the price for this child.

"Will the Fire Kilin Crystals suffice?" Azaroth asked calmly.

"Yes, Sir. That would be most appreciated."

"Good." Azaroth then pulled out 1 Fire Kilin Crystals and handed them to Finley.

Finley carefully stored them in his storage pouch.

Finley was greatly excited but he hid it well.

"Do you need any more servants? Or perhaps weapons and other things? We deal in all sorts of things, sir." Finley spoke with a smiling face.

The earlier procedures for healing the injuries weren't needed for this child.

Azaroth asked Finley with a curious tone, "Actually, I am quite curious about this Elf as well. Can I see her?"

For some seconds, Finley hesitated. It was because this Elf's identity was quite special, known only to him and some other trusted few in the Silent Death Organization.

Each one was hiding this matter deep in themselves as they know that if this is revealed, they would all be in an ocean of trouble.

Finley was hesitating quite a bit and Tronte realized that his interference was required here.

"Sir Finley, you can rest assured that we won't harm that Elf. My friend here hasn't seen an elf and is merely curious about her." Tronte explained their intentions with a calm expression.

The manager was finally relieved as he received the assurance from Tronte.

"Please follow me, sir."

Azaroth and the group were led by Finley to an even lower floor.

And as soon as Azaroth stepped on that floor, he could sense the presence of that Elf Princess. The entire lower floor seemed to be filled with a great amount of Nature Energy.

Soon, they continued to move forwards and came across a metallic door.

Azaroth noticed three seals that were probably created by a grandmaster formation expert.

He could break these seals but he would require some time to analyze them.

Finley's back covered those three seals and after some time, the door opened on its own.

Azaroth, Tronte, and Evelyn soon took a look at the Elf Princess.

As Tronte had spoken earlier, this Elf Princess was truly the most beautiful woman he had seen.

It wasn't just her face, but her body could make some succubus cry in shame. This Elf Princess had large breasts that would probably not even fit in his palm. Azaroth couldn't gauge the curve of her ass since she was seated right now but he guessed it was probably quite good as well.

Her long blonde hair reached down to her knees while her emerald green eyes had an empty look as she stared looked at Azaroth and the group across the bars.

The Elf Princess had an empty look in her eyes as she stared at Azaroth and the group standing across the bars.

She couldn't help but regret the actions that had led to her capture.

If only she wasn't that rebellious and had listened to her mother, she wouldn't have left the Elf Kingdom and ventured into the human territory.

Here, she was trapped and was being kept as if she was a thing who would be sold to the customers appearing every now and then.

She was quite distressed about this situation earlier but had gotten used to it by now.

Tronte was tempted by her beauty and he didn't hide it one bit. Even Evelyn who was quite proud of her own beauty couldn't help but feel greatly inferior to the woman ahead of her.

The only one who still had that same emotionless look was Azaroth.

'Although thin, she does possess the Royal Bloodline of the Elves.'

Now that he had confirmed the identity of this elf, he was thinking of a plan to get her out of here. Also, he had to ensure that she would be willing to serve him.

Unlike the other servants, he couldn't use the same approach with her.

'I guess I will see how it goes. For now, I need to focus on bringing her out of this prison.'

His eyes flashed with purple color as he focused on the Elf Princess for some moments.

After he was finished, Azaroth turned to look at Finley and spoke, "Let's leave. I have sated my curiosity."

The fact that Azaroth was already done when it hadn't even been 10 minutes since he came in surprised Finley. He was the first person who was leaving so soon after seeing this Elf Princess.

Tronte looked a little reluctant to walk away as he kept staring at the Elf Princess. But unfortunately, Azaroth had already spoken and they had to leave now.

As they walked out of that room, Finley asked Azaroth with a curious expression, "What do you think about her, Sir Azaroth?"

"If her price is the same as what you told Mr. Zac then I only have one word to reply to that, Sir Finley. Overpriced."

Those words were expected by Finley but other than a bitter and forced smile on his face, he was helpless in this situation.

Tronte looked at Azaroth and wondered just what his friend was planning. Had he given up on the Elf Princess after seeing the security?

Azaroth and the group were slowly returning to the ground floor.

When they were on the 3rd basement floor, Azaroth sensed strange energy. It was quite familiar to him…

He also heard a metallic sound. It was the sound of metal striking a stone.

"Hmm? What is this sound?" Azaroth asked Finley curiously.

"It's nothing. It's just that an idiot has the habit of breaking the rocks in his cell and try to break out of here." Finley had a disdainful look on his face as he talked about this person.

"There is such a person, huh? Can I see him?" Azaroth casually asked as he wondered who this eccentric guy was.

He hadn't seen any servants on this floor as they had skipped the floors between the first basement floor and the fifth basement floor.

Finley didn't think much of it and nodded.

Soon enough, Finley led Azaroth in front of the cell where Azaroth saw a child of just 9 years old, striking the stone walls with a metallic rod.

The child appeared to be unusually ordinary with short black hair and brown eyes. His eyes didn't move away from the wall for even a single second.

There was an empty look in his eyes as he continued to strike the wall. At a glance, he appeared to be a robot.

Finley continued to stare at this slave with his eyes full of disdain. It was as if he wanted to say that no matter what this child did, he couldn't escape with this method.

Even Tronte and Evelyn didn't have any good impression of this kid.

The only one who was absolutely shocked here was Azaroth. Other than shock though, he was very excited as well.

'This child possesses the Enlightened Sword Heart?! Amazing! Amazing!'

Enlightened Sword Heart… This was a state for a Sword Cultivator who would be fully focused on the way of the sword.

His advancements in sword techniques or anything related to swords would be way quicker than even the greatest genius in the world.

The Enlightened Sword Heart didn't differentiate between any race. You just needed to possess enough comprehension and have an infatuation with the sword.

Also, this Enlightened Sword Heart was necessary for a man to become a Sword Venerable!

'If just in terms of their individual ability, this child's potential is greater than any I have ever seen.'

'He hasn't even begun his cultivation. It will be easy to manipulate him.'

Azaroth though couldn't show off his excitement on his face or else Finley would realize that this child wasn't trash but actually a treasure. A treasure whose value far surpassed the Elf Princess!

Azaroth cleared his throat and spoke nonchalantly, "Can I get this slave for the remaining Spirit Coins you owe me?"

"Does Sir Azaroth want this slave for that price?" Finley was also pretty excited.

He could throw out a trashy slave for nearly 1000 Spirit Coins. If this wasn't good business ability then what was?

Meanwhile, Azaroth was mentally dumbfounded as he thought 'I just bought a future Sword Venerable for 1000 Spirit Coins only? If those demon gods or the Demon Venerable know of it, they will probably think of it as a joke and laugh themselves to death.'

"We have a deal, Sir Finley," Azaroth spoke before shaking Finley's hand.

With this, the transaction was finished and both parties were happy.

Tronte didn't stop Azaroth from buying this child. Having an average servant was also alright in his mind.