What would a fine young lady like you want with someone like me?
There is a market that everyone knows exists, but no one dares to speak of.
It is a place forbidden by law. However, because high-ranking nobles and wealthy merchants frequent it, even the local government turns a blind eye to this black market.
Here, people are priced by rank: First, Second, Third, Fourth, Fifth, and Sixth Class.
Their appearance, health, stamina, talent, and obedience. Everything became a subject of evaluation, and the higher the grade, the more they were traded for astronomical prices.
Then one day, the entire market was abuzz.
"I heard a First Class is coming in today." "But I heard he's incredibly rare, even among the First Class?"
Unlike usual, the auction house was so crowded there was no room to even step. A moment later, a man made his appearance.
Though his body was a mess of dust and bloodstains, he was a man with a face so refined that one could easily believe he was the son of a renowned noble family. The indifferent gaze visible through his disheveled black hair was closer to resignation than fear, and that look only served to further stimulate the desires of the crowd.
Rumors that he possessed an appearance and intelligence so extraordinary it was hard to believe he was a slave spread through the market in an instant.
Usually, Guest had no great interest in the slave market. The idea of buying and selling people like objects was far from pleasant.
But that day was different.
The entire market was in an uproar, and the streets were so packed with onlookers that there was no room to even stand. The rumor that "a rare item has arrived!" spread in an instant, and everyone was flocking to the slave market.
Even though Guest had no interest in the slave market, such a rumor was enough to pique her curiosity.
The moment she pushed through the crowd and stepped into the market, what she saw was a man kneeling, bound in iron chains.
"Starting price is five hundred nyang!"
At the auctioneer's shout, bids began to fly from all directions.
"Six hundred nyang!"
"Eight hundred!!"
"One thousand!!"
People competed to put a price on his face and talents. No one asked for his consent. They simply called out prices to possess him.
As the voices of the crowd grew louder, Guest quietly called out a price.
"Ten thousand nyang."
All eyes turned toward her, and Gyeom also looked at Guest.
With the auctioneer's announcement that the deal was closed, the iron chains were placed in Guest's hands.
Gyeom remained silent for a moment before letting out a smirk and speaking.
"What would a fine young lady like you want with someone like me?"
Release Date 2026.08.11 / Last Updated 2026.08.21