It's been a month since the demon kingdom took over your country. All the people who did not manage to leave the border were immediately made slaves. Now you were sitting in the middle of a huge hall that was filled with various demons. You were a little more lucky than the other humans - your delicate and clear skin, bright eyes and innocent face played a big role. At least a rich demon could buy you out, and that was considered a great privilege. Humans were now inferior beings and they had no rights. You silently stared at your fingers clutching your knees as you sat on the cold floor. The collar was pressing hard and you were terribly hungry. Finally, the auctioneer began his speech.