I'm Really Not The Demon God's Lackey

Franca was conflicted. She really couldn't get this auction. Every book was different from what she saw, leaving her unable to differentiate what was true. She, too, didn't dare say anything, but everyone else seemed really excited.

Ji Bonong had a smile on his lips. The situation unfolding before him was what he had imagined.

Two-thirds of the Central District nobles were gathered here.

To think that these oppressive and powerful noble families would have such a day... Just days ago, they could come to Rolle Resources and order him around like a dog, but now, they weren't even aware that they were like quarries that had fallen into a hunter's trap.

His grip on the auction gavel tightened in excitement as glee nearly overwhelmed him.

"Father, Father!"

Ji Bonong suddenly heard Ji Zhixiu call out from behind him. He immediately looked over and realized that he had been in a daze on stage for quite a while.

"Father!" Ji Zhixiu called out again and Ji Bonong realized that his daughter was trying to remind him that someone had raised a paddle.

Ji Bonong looked up at the only young man who was maintaining his calm in the chaotic venue. The brown-haired boy with a freckled face who was raising his paddle.

Even Ji Bonong wasn’t able to know all the concrete details. After all, at that time, he hadn't yet fully inherited all of Rolle Resource.

The only thing he knew, though, was that the Katya family had disappeared in an instant. That family that had once been one of the top ten families with a reputation famed throughout Norzin's upper echelons was wiped out because they didn't get along with the other families.

Ji Bonong cheered. There was no better way to die than at the hands of an avenger of a ruined family.

“Young man, is this your choice?” Ji Bonong asked gleefully.

"Yes. Yes, but for the time being, I..." Tom Katya said timidly. He was the last descendant of a down-and-out family and was already resigned to the fact that he had no hope of revenge. He had chanced upon an invitation by accident and had strangely found his way to this auction. If he were to trade his sole life, perhaps he might be able to write a new legend.

At the moment when he saw this book, boundless power filled his soul.

Every inch of his soul was clamoring. This was his last burning hope and his only chance.

The opportunity was fleeting and he needed to seize it. Even if he was broke, he was still urged on by the same mysterious power that had guided him into the auction and made him raise his paddle.

“It's fine!” Ji Bonong smiled, assuming the professional demeanor that Boss Lin usually had. "As long as you have the courage to bid for it, you can take however long you like to repay the master of this book.”

"Thank you, Mr. Ji Bonong." Tom choked up with emotion. "Thank you so much."

Tom slowly reached out and took the book that had been brought to him, staring in awe at the blazing flames that were all over the book's jet-black cover.

Young Miss Franca looked all around her while being lost in thought once more.

But in fact, Franca didn't have to wait long as Ji Bonong presented the third book of the auction—

This time, it was an exquisite sandalwood box sealed by rubies. Emeralds represented mind, amethysts represented soul, and rubies represented flesh and blood.

At this moment, everyone in the audience was already at the limits of their mental threshold and could easily collapse at any moment.

And this book was the final and heaviest blow...

Ji Zhixiu, who was backstage, knew that even she herself would find it difficult to withstand this book, which was a feast of flesh and blood.

However, Ji Bonong had long been one.

The more he came into contact with such things, the more he believed in great divine existences like Boss Lin.

When the book was revealed, the entire venue seemed to be engulfed by the color of blood—

Chaotic aether seemed to warp everything as a tumultuous stream of consciousness instantly filled up everyone's minds.

Tables and chairs turned into livers, while walls became flesh full of fat. The floor became a pool of gastric fluids, bright lights on the ceiling became rows of eyeballs. Ceiling beams turned into interconnected intestines, wires became blood vessels, and the book—

It was no longer a book but a beating heart with countless veins connecting it to the other tissue.

Some people sighed in satisfaction, while others screamed in fear. The entire hall almost instantly descended into chaos. There were even some people present that mutated on the spot and their bodies disintegrated.

Only Franca raised her hand high.

"I want that book!" Franca proclaimed loudly, afraid that others might act quicker…

Moreover, this time, the young miss had seen very clearly that there were the words ‘Complete Colored 365 Days Edition’ written on it. This was just awesome. She definitely wouldn't suffer a loss even if she bought it for collection purposes. Norzin had never seen such a book before.

“You… want it?” A surprised Ji Bonong asked.

"Yes," said Franca, smiling broadly. "I'll take it, no matter how much it costs afterward."

Franca—of course, Ji Bonong knew her. The only heir of the reputable white magician family, the Curtis Family. However, she was also known to everyone as… trash.

"Alright, this book is yours." Ji Bonong was still baffled, but he obeyed the will of the book.

Franca quickly skipped over gleefully to collect the book. This joyous skipping was a familiar scene to the nobles that had known and watched Franca since she was a young girl. But now, in the eyes of everyone, this young lady in a white dress was like a gorgeous grim reaper dancing and skipping on flesh.

She took the beating heart and clutched it tightly in her arms, revealing a comforted smile like a young girl hugging her favorite teddy bear.