Entering the room opened by the small man, Mew saw multiple cells filled with people, ranging from good to bad states, mentally and physically. The smell assaulted his nose as the basement smelled like excrement and rot.
Looking in the holding cells, Mew could see multiple races ranging from the age of four to somewhere in the middle aged range.
Having a sudden interest in this place, Mew continued to follow the men as he continued to take note of the people in the cells, remembereing certain faces as well as what kind of aura's they had.
Being led towards a separated room, Mew was shown the greatest hospitality as tea and little dishes were placed in front of him.
"Have you seen something to your liking, dear customer?" The small man said, his hands wringing becoming a lot more sleek.
"I have." Mew said as he didn't touch any of the food. For some reason he had no appetite for the delicious looking food.
"I would like to pick them out myself." Mew continued as he stood up from his seat again and walked back towards the way they came.
"But of course. I will arrange for it immediately."
The small man rang a small bell as two bear like men came inside. Walking in front of the others, Mew pointed at every person who he deemed had a good aura. The people with grey or black aura's were left, as that mostly indicated they had done something horrible.
Like that, Mew ended up with more than half of the slaves. There were a lot of boys, girls and young women and men. The women were in a better state than the men, but Mew had gained a better understanding since arriving in this world, especially after having glanced once at the red light district.
The small man was ecstatic, but had a doubtfull look on his face.
"Is the customer certain he can afford this many slaves? They are quite expensive."
Without uttering another word, Mew placed bag after large bag on the table, filled with Valis. The small man could alsmost be seen drooling as he took in all the money in front of him. Taking a few bags back inside his space, Mew left the appropriate amount on the table.
The small man looked like he had eaten a fly as he tried to up the price a bit.
"Do not deceive me! Know when to accept." Mew said, as he became disgusted by the manner the small man was acting.
The small man recognised how he behaved as well as he accepted the amount verily quickly. He even added three more slave, ones from the more exotic range as they were young girls from the Renard, Werewolf and a dark elf. Accepting his gesture, Mew was about to leave when he saw one more slave he was interested in.
Mew had only caught a glance of the small boy, but his aura attracted Mew a lot as it was golden in color. It was very warm and amiable. Placing a large bag of money on the table, even more than an high quality slave would cost, Mew grabbed the young elven boy and took the other slaves with him outside, teleporting them immediately into his garden the second they stepped outside, leaving the small slave trader stupified as he had intended to ambush his customer and 'relief' him of his excess Valis.