Alpha Talk

“Oh? Is it you, Lord Ajax.”

The Auctioneer greeted the Alpha as he leaves the gunshop with a frown on his face. The Alpha always had a frown on his face, but this time— it was a little bit worrisome.

“Is my sweet little Cataleia, inside?”

Ajax ignored his question and lit a cigar before turning his attention to him. In such a cold weather, a spark of cigarette was enough to warm you from the inside. “How much would you sell the human girl for, Auctioneer?”

“Interested in her?” the Auctioneer also took a cigar from his pockets and smiled at him. “May I?”

Ajax lit his cigar and they both leaned against the wall while focusing their gazes at the girl inside the gunshop who was curiously trying out different models of guns with the smithy.

“She is not for sale.” The Auctioneer broke it to him.

“Didn’t you refer her to the competition for the black auction?”

“Yes, I did.” He nods in agreement. “However, the girl does not see herself as a slave. You see, she is quite special in her ow