Hayden stood on the stage, and despite wearing the same gray uniform as other slaves, he had different shackles.
It was the Crimson Shackle gleaming around his wrist and there were even two armored guards flanking him.
Unlike some other slaves, Hayden didn't seem listless or unsure where he was... He didn't bow and looked directly in the eyes of his potential buyers.
Nonetheless, he didn't seem dangerous.
As a matter of fact, he even seemed to be smiling as if he was happy to finally be sold and serve someone.
Needless to say, the nobles liked this type of attitude. If they wanted their sons or daughters to have loyal dogs, Subject 1 was definitely the best option.
'Good reaction…' Magister Jace thought as he looked at everyone's expression.
Then, after allowing the magicians to observe Hayden with their Magic Sense, Jace finally introduced the young man.
