Specific people required specific solutions.
If Saine had offered to buy Maya with money, then given the wealth Thomas had displayed, Saine might not have been able to sway him.
On the contrary, the demon potion Saine took out at the end was so unusually rare that, while its actual value might have been inferior to a living Demigod-level slave, it successfully moved Thomas.
"Hey, brother, where did you get the blood essence of a Steel-Melting Demon Lord?"
"As far as I know, demons like that aren't widely distributed around our Wizard Alliance, let alone one at the lord level." After the transaction was completed, the Demigod-level knight Thomas shed his earlier impatience. With a shamelessly ingratiating grin, he sidled up to Saine and asked in a familiar tone.
By then, Luna had changed clothes and rushed to the hot spring, where she rescued her grandmother.
The magical shackles Wizard Civilization had specially created for slave creatures were truly overbearing.
Even a Demigod-level Creature like Maya could be imprisoned by them, which showed the achievements Wizard Civilization had attained in the field of Magic Conductor crafting.
What was a Demigod-level Creature? Saine had once seen Level-4 lifeforms stuffed into cages and sold.
Facing Thomas's question, Saine chuckled and replied, "By chance, I once became acquainted with a group of demons."
"This blood essence was the product of a trade I made with those demons back then."
Anyone capable of associating with a lord-level demon was no ordinary person.
Not to mention that he had obtained the other party's blood essence.
Hearing Saine's answer, the expression on Thomas's face changed somewhat as he looked at him.
After obtaining Luna and Maya, the two female centaurs, from the auction site, Saine lost all interest in continuing to participate in the auction.