As the auction started, the loud voice of the host who had climbed the stage of the concert hall resounded in the hall.
[ladies and gentlemen!!! hello!!!]
Renee muttered, making a surprised face at the sound of the voice resounding in the room as well.
“You have a very loud voice. I don’t think he’s using any other device.”
It was Albrecht, who had come to his senses before he knew the answer.
“Baron Feldon, who presides over the annual public auction house.”
“yes? Are you noble?”
“It’s voluntary. He’s a very passionate person, so he doesn’t just leave this position.”
Albrecht’s eyes gleaming with longing as he answered.
“When the baron retires, I plan to take over.”
Renee read the deep aspiration conveyed in Albrecht’s voice and smiled awkwardly.
“Hey, what about the Knights… .”
“It’s not an event that happens once a year. It doesn’t affect my job.”
Albrecht continued to speak, dyeing his white cheeks red.
“I like this kind of passion, I like loud shouts, and I like to lead people in front of them.”
In a word, it’s good to be interested. It was telling a story like that.
Vera, who had listened to the story, understood the meaning of the words, and frowned and shed Albrecht.
There were so many things I wanted to say, but… , Did not do it.
This is because I thought I was not a human being to listen to.
In the middle of that, a strange atmosphere, which is vague to say anything, was circulating in the room.
[The first auction is right there! Right oh!!!]
Shouts that heightened the atmosphere filled the hall. The group’s eyes turned to the stage.
“Vera, what is coming out?”
“It’s a big iron fence. Ah, it’s an unexplored beast.”
As soon as he saw the cage, he realized what kind of thing it was, and when Vera gave an answer, Baron Feldon continued his explanation, as if he was right.
[Drake baby that I rescued from Dragon’s Canyon! This Drake is the first auction item!!!]
“Wow!”
Renee was startled by the word Drake and let out a word of concern.
“Wait, are you okay? Even if you put it up for auction.”
Speaking of Drake, isn’t it a giant beast that can exceed at least 7 meters when it becomes an adult? Worrying about whether it is okay to put such a beast on the auction house naturally comes to mind.
A little restless look.
It was Albrecht again this time who gave Renee the answer.
“It doesn’t matter, the only people who buy such things are tamers and the Dragon Knights, and their skills are enough to control a baby Drake.”
Even while he was explaining, his gaze was on Baron Felden, and the hand holding the pen was meticulously writing something down on the notebook he took out.
“When putting out an auction, take a break… , when introducing, make the end of the sentence as long as possible, loudly… .”
Renee felt a cold sweat running down his back at the crunching sound he heard from next to him and Albrecht’s continuous muttering.
‘Are you okay?’
Is it okay for the prince to be serious about this? Because that thought came to mind.
“Tae, do you know your father too?”
Does your brother know that you are doing this? Your brother didn’t say anything.
Albrecht tilted his head in response to such a question that he had unknowingly spit out.
“Well? Of course you don’t know. My brother always gives me words of support. Thank you for being a supporter.”
“Ugh… .”
A deep embarrassment appeared on Renee’s face.
“Well… , the brothers get along very well.”
What comes out is such a cliché after all.
While Renee’s face was starting to frown strangely in the strange feeling that he was worried about the future of the empire for no reason even though he was not a citizen, Albrecht, who understood it differently, smiled bitterly and added:
“Isn’t it natural, we’ve shared blood.”
The pen stopped. His gaze was on Drake, who was sleeping inside the cage.
“Isn’t it common to fight for the throne of an empire, some people think so, but I think it’s wrong.”
His eyes, which had been burning with passion, had suddenly changed to embracing the warmth of warmth.
“Isn’t it true brothers who give each other strength in each other’s positions? I’m good at swords, but not good at politics. On the other hand, my brother is the brightest than anyone else in the world, even though he may be weak. So, I think it is right for you to rule, and it is for me to stop those who are targeting you.”
“Five… .”
“Um, this is an embarrassing story.”
“no. I think it’s cool.”
Renee gave an answer with a thumbs up. Still, other thoughts were running through my mind.
‘It’s a nice word, but… .’
I didn’t mean to say that, but I think I misunderstood.
Renee remembered the thought of ‘should I correct my words’, but then gave up and kept her mouth shut.
Aren’t you sorry if Albrecht hardened after being stabbed again?
‘Oh yeah… .’
He’s a good-natured person, but why does he sigh when he talks like this?
Suddenly, Renee said, ‘This is why people’s usual behavior is important.’ I felt the natural truth that I had to say flashed through my mind.
*
After that, the auction continued with cheers.
A rare elixir that only comes from the northern tip, the ribs of the Death Knight that were brought directly from the cradle of the dead, and the live blood of a vampire airlifted from the Citadel of Black Night.
The things that I really want to know how they got that kind of thing keep popping up.
“How did the people who saved it do it?”
At Renee’s tired face, Vera nodded in response.
“I’m sure it’s curious, but I don’t think it’s good to know anything about it.”
It wasn’t just a word.
Isn’t it Vera, who in his previous life was in charge of the underground auction of the gutter, which was different from the public auction here. It means someone who knows better than anyone what the words of those who brought the mysterious objects from there were.
‘He must be dead or suffering from a curse.’
The cost of touching a mystery that was not allowed was never light.
Vera was convinced.
Knowing nothing else, those who brought the Death Knight’s ribs and the lifeblood of a vampire would not be safe.
In the midst of contemplation, the live blood of a vampire was traded for a huge sum of 3,000 gold, and a book displayed in a glass box appeared on the stage.
[The next thing to introduce! everyone! Do you believe in ancient secrets?! Have you ever heard of the mysteries of objects?! If you have not heard of such a story, you will have a very precious experience today!!!]
Pop the glass box with your palm! A shout that makes a beat. As the audience responded to it, Baron Felden continued to speak in a louder voice than before.
[Exactly this! Grimore with the whispers of an extinct dream horse!!! This order is this item!!! The starting price of the auction is 2,000 gold! Now, who’s going to bid?!]
“Oh, I guess that’s what the professor was talking about.”
“Yes, I think so.”
Vera continued his thoughts as he looked up at Grimore on stage.
‘The whispers of the dreamer.’
A primitive and mysterious species that several generations have already been destroyed in an earlier era. It was in the midst of evoking curiosity about the book that contained their knowledge.
“The academy kept things like that.”
“Certainly, the professor had a reason to go around the VIP seats and negotiate.”
Collectors are looking for objects related to extinct primitive species, so the urgent attitude began to be understood late.
“Did the negotiation go well?”
“Well, wouldn’t it be hard to do?”
While the chatter continued, the auction price continued to soar.
It started with 2,000, then went up to 3,000, then to 5,000, and the amount was gradually increasing like that.
[Ahhh! 183 times! work!!! I called ten thousand gold aaaaaah!!!]
The price doubled at once.
“Are you a professor?”
Albrecht answered the question he posed with the thought that if he was trying to eat like that, it would be him.
“Perhaps it will. As long as the academy draws in money, the professor will not run out of money.”
“But can I just use it like that?”
“I don’t care, it’s not my money. I’m guessing that’s what you’re thinking.”
An awkward, intermittent laugh escaped Albrecht’s mouth.
Renee smiled as if in trouble at Albrecht’s appearance and rubbed his fingertips for nothing.
“You’re crazy.”
“right. little… , um, a lot.”
[Only work has arrived!!! No more?! Then we count!!! oh! buy! three! this! Work! successful bid! The whispers of the dreamer were sold for a whopping ten thousand gold ahah!!!]
shouts follow. Applause like thunder erupts.
Albrecht’s body began to tremble with the heat of the auction house.
Rene muttered, startled by the sign, slithering in the direction of Vera.
“Hey, how long are you going to do the auction?”
“… I know there are about 10 more things in the back.”
“Uh… .”
I was thinking of either letting Albrecht go or just leaving now.
What should I do?
While worries were in full swing, the next item came up on the stage.
[This item!!! A dagger that was unearthed from the ruins of the westernmost canyon! Use unknown! Bad condition! However, everyone here knows it! Real treasures are sandwiched between these old things!!! So, we’re looking for brave contestants who want to test their luck! Starting price is 200 gold! Anyone have a bid?]
The long explanation resounding, and to summarize, it was ‘I don’t know what it is, but it might be a good thing, so buy it!’
Renee asked Vera with a laugh at the explanation that followed in a loud voice.
“Would you like to buy it?”
“… .”
There was no answer returned. Renee’s head tilted.
“Vera?”
When he asked, tapping his hand on the shoulder, Vera, who was shaken up, finally answered.
“… Yes.”
As he spoke, Vera’s gaze continued to be on the stage.
It wasn’t because I knew that stuff. There’s no way he doesn’t know of such an old dagger.
There is only one reason why Vera’s eyes are locked on the stage right now.
‘This… .’
Vera’s hand stroked his chest.
The energy inside was reacting to that dagger.
Vera frowned and remembered what this energy inside him was.
A warm and refreshing spirit. Compared to its large presence, its size is the size of a single seed, a mysterious energy.
A few months ago, after taking the fruit of Aedrin, it was the very energy that had settled inside.
It was now reacting to that dagger.
Vera cleared the embarrassment that had arisen, and stared piercingly at the dagger.
‘why… .’
Wasn’t it the energy of Adrin, who had not responded to any stimuli the whole time? Why is that energy reacting to such an unknown object now?
Anxiety came to mind, and Vera made one choice in the midst of it.
Vera’s hand stretched forward.
A palm pressed the bell on the table.
‘Once you have it.’
I don’t know what that dagger is, but if it reacts with Aidrin’s energy, it’s probably not a normal thing.
“Oh, are you bidding?”
“Yeah, I’m pretty confident in my luck.”
Vera answered Renee’s words, and wrote the numbers with his fingertips in the blank of the magic circle floating around the bell.
[iced coffee!!! 500 Gold! No. 1 bid for 500 gold!!! No more?!]
Since he didn’t have any more money than this, he would have to give it to someone if he bid, but Vera knew that no one in this position would bid for this dagger.
‘number 1.’
It was the number of the VIP seat where I was sitting.
And it was the seat number of the Imperial Prince.
Professor Miller and Albrecht, and Prince and Maximilian know that they are here, not the Prince.
It means that no human being is willing to spend money in competition with the Crown Prince for something for the sake of fun, other than an object with a fixed value.
Vera waited patiently.
[Five! buy! three! this! Work! successful bid! The dagger in the ruins was sold for 500 gold!!!]
“Oh, congratulations.”
Vera nodded roughly at Albrecht’s words, leaned back against the back of the sofa and exhaled.
A sullen laugh escaped from his mouth.
‘Oh yeah… .’
So the power was good.