Chapter 108 New dungeon, new adventure meaning new yanderes, right?

A blackboard filled with brilliant dots, some were smaller and other were bigger than the others.

The howls and cries of nocturnal creatures resounded in the dark forest.

In between of these noises and faint distant lights one could hear a hum sang by a feminine voice.

Seemingly harmless the woman continued her walk in the forest.

"Pat. Tap. Pat."

"Here's another gone."

*thud* *thud* *thud*

Three different sounds of something falling in the ground could be heard but the woman continued to walk and hum as if nothing happened in front of her.

She walked over a severed leg and listened carefully the cries of agony of the nearest demon but if one were to focus everything on one's own ears then they would be able to hear also a few dozens of similar cries. Whether their cries were from pain or pleasure the woman continued to happily hum and walk towards a dungeon.

She then stopped in front of a golden door and observed what was written on a corner of it.

[To those who side absolute evil, absolute good or absolute neutrality here they will be judged.Level 150-300]

[Court of alignment. A grade SSS dungeon. Everything you did from the past to the present will be judged. An evil one will be faced with a trial against a righteous world. A good one will be faced with a trial against an unjust world. A neutral one will be faced with a trial against a perfect world.]

[Do you wish to be judged?]

At that the woman only nodded.

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Without even giving me time to adjust myself from the teleportation I already received a notification from the dungeon.

[Commit evil as you are evil yourself, commit atrocities to earn 'evil points', the more evil an act is the more points one will receive. Whether you cooperate with other 'evil players' or act alone, your quest is to earn as many points as possible, kill or capture or convert 'good players' as many as possible and be able to buy everything within the dungeon and lastly the dungeon itself.]

[Your status has been temporarily rewritten. All skills, all titles and stats will be sealed and unable to function while your stats will reflect your status without a system ]

|Name:Yin Vin Race:Human Class:Class:Actress(special) Lv:none Strength:10 Dexterity:12 Defense:4 Magic:0 Charm:20 Skills:none Titles:none Alignment: Absolute evil Points:0]

[New function has been given: Shop.]

[Well then, new evil player I wish you good luck.]

Already knowing that this was going to happen I instead observed my surroundings.

"Hurry up!The clients are not going to wait!The more we waste time the more clients we lose!"

"Come on!Move your asses and put the tags on the slaves!The auction has already started!"

While surrounded by beautiful women, I could hear outside different wagons being opened and shrieks of girls and women and shouts from men rudely pushing them or scaring them.

Different from the outside the wagon I was put on was silent not because they were scared of their own fates but instead their expressions showed anything but confidence and pride, not only that I and the other women inside are wearing expensive and revealing clothes.

The kind of clothes that showed yet not showed the important places, in short ones that emphasize a woman's body, also each woman was dressed different from each other and none was similar to another,

For example I was wearing a complete set of clothes made of black leather with the addition of a pair of high heels.

As I was on my own thoughts the door of the wagon opened, greeting us a man that showed anything but the word shady.

"Ah, do not touch these ones. They are unique goods. Princesses, queens, fallen nobles, sorceresses, they are high quality slaves.What are you gawking at them? You are supposed to escort them not fuck them!Hurry up! The kings and queens of various kingdoms are here to buy one of them?" A man dressed in black shouted at his subordinates.

"Queens?Why would they be interested in women?" A subordinate near him joked.

"How the hell do I know!?Shut up and do your work!"

I was thrown in a situation so suddenly that I played along and happily did so.

As I was escorted by a guy and already put to be auctioned off I eavesdropped the masked men and women seated in front of me to get informations while I was being auctioned.

"Ehem, Ladies and gentlemen. We previously captured a priestess of Blood, women known to have blood that is sweeter and more intoxicating than honey and have effects such as granting longevity, healing injuries and rare diseases! But that woman only was tier-2 one!This one instead is a tier-0!Meaning their effects are way more stronger!This is an opportunity of a lifetime!"

"Let me give you a brief description of this particular slave and not of her blood, because we captured her just a day before the auction this little one is still untrained and careful to not be deceived by her harmless look as this one still has a rebellious spirit. In addition this one is still virgin!To those not interested in the benefits of owning her blood then they might be interested in 'training' her. We are starting with a thousand golds! Three thousands there? Oh!There's another one that is ten thousands!There's anothe-"

After a brief explanation which gave me some useful other than attracting more attention to me, I stood there in front of thousand of peoples shouting to own a single person.

Maybe with the addition of my uninterested behaviour I attracted someone since two particular masked women continued to bid at each other making the other bidders silent, whether it was from the price or the status of the women I don't know.

As if everything what happened was natural to me, I followed the guy who previously escorted me and with his instructions entered inside a carriage while I organized in my mind all the information that I gathered.

Firstly, it seems the dungeon itself gave me an history and with it a new identity. Second, that in this quest of sorts seems to be a race towards obtaining points but that is not my objective here. And third, it seems that the person who bought me is more interested in me rather than my blood.

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