Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

The city was already overflowing with a lot of people.

There are eight slaves to be bought and sold, including me. Everybody, young. Eye-catching are two musculoskeletal men and a beautiful boy with idyllic beauty. And some cat beasts. He's got a pretty good body, so I guess this guy's good for battle, too. I was the only child.

My husband is talking to a city official. Apparently, they're setting my starting point.

"Start with 1000G. I don't mind lowering it without it. The clothes... stay put. Anyway, you can sell it. If you can't sell it... dispose of it."

... you're totally worthless, aren't you, me? Well, you usually buy kids who can't do anything, right? If it doesn't sell, dispose of it... this could finally suck.

Suddenly they took my arm. Ouch. Ouch! I get strained by cheats. You're a child, so treat me nicer!

When I realized, they were pulling me out on the stage.

"First, number one, man! Six! I'll start with 1000G!

All those noisy guest seats are surrounded by silence. Nobody's going to buy me.

Guest seats are well visible from the top of the stage. No one has eyes for me. That's right. You're not looking at me. Most of the guests are looking at the entrance where I came out. The interest has already shifted to slavery coming out after me. Others are either looking at the note at hand or talking to the next customer. You're not interested in me at all.

"So, at 900G?... 800G!... 700G!

The countdown begins. I'm sure my life will end when this price goes to zero. I was reincarnated before I knew what it was, and suddenly I fell into slavery. The last view I see is what slave city is...

Think about that with a blur and a look at the guest seats. That's when I got my eye on one old woman. Small, but an eye that makes you feel strong will. But she takes her eyes off me and starts talking to the guy next door, the gray-haired guy with the mustache.

"Okay, 500G! This will be the lowest price!... isn't anyone coming??

Totally, stuffed.

"May I? Okay, end number one!

They take my arm and get me off the stage. It's as violent as ever. I want to shake it off and run away, but he's taking my arm with a tremendous grip. At the earliest possible moment, we can't even seem to escape.

They are brought into the room rampantly. Me, you're gonna die here...

"This is what you will be looking for. Mrs. Birtherm."

The old lady in the guest seat was there.