Master Bentham and Master Thorin had something to discuss, so they made an appointment with Abel to pick up Master Bentham and bring him back to the castle in two hours. Abel, on the other hand, took the carriage to Edmond's Boutique Shop.
"I'm looking for Ms. Yvette." After entering Edmond's Boutique Shop, Abel didn't see Yvette, so he said to the waiter who greeted him.
Because Abel was directly brought to Harvest City by Master Bentham from the blacksmith shop, he was still wearing a gray cotton overalls. There were some traces of fire on the overalls, and with his young age, he looked like a commoner.
The waiter didn't discriminate against Abel because he saw him coming down from a carriage. No matter what identity he had, he couldn't afford to offend someone who came to the auction in a carriage. Therefore, the waiter politely asked Abel to sit in a chair in the reception hall and served him a cup of coffee. Then, he went upstairs to help find Yvette.
"Who are you? How can a commoner sit in our Edmond's Boutique Shop and drink coffee? " A sharp voice came. Abel looked around and hesitated for a moment before realizing that it was him. Abel was used to his identity in this world. Ever since he came to this world, no one had ever scolded him like this. He couldn't help but frown and look at the person who spoke. It was a skinny man in his thirties. He was wearing a black overalls that seemed to stick to his body. His whole body was bent like a prawn.
"Are you talking about me?" Abel asked very unhappily. His tone was naturally dignified.
"You're acting very well." The skinny man saw the blacksmith master medal on Abel's chest. At first glance, he saw that it was a blacksmith medal that he had never seen before. He couldn't help but laugh: "If you're wearing a blacksmith medal, why don't you find a better one? You brought a fake blacksmith here to cheat. Someone come and kick him out."
"Sir, please leave." Two guards came over and said to Abel.
"If Edmond's Boutique Shop doesn't give me an explanation today, I will apply for my rights to the aristocratic arbitration tribunal." Abel took out a white unicorn coat of arms from his clothes and showed it to the guards.
Seeing the coat of arms in Abel's hand, the two guards looked panicked and quickly stepped back. The skinny man's face was pale.
No one in this world dared to fake coat of arms because it was a crime to fake coat of arms. The coat of arms represented the identity of the aristocracy. Only aristocrats and their heirs had the right to use the family coat of arms.
The aristocratic arbitration tribunal was to to protect the rights of aristocrats. When the aristocrats's dignity was violated, they would step forward to defend their legitimate rights. This was a civilized way to's, but the practice of the aristocrats's, was very cruel.. Every time the court, someone who offended the aristocrats's Noble's would.
"What's going on?" Ivette walked briskly down the stairs and saw the scene in front of her. When the two guards saw her, their bodies shrank back a little.
Yvette looked around and saw Abel's clothes. She understood the situation and said apologetically, "Hello, I apologize on behalf of Edmond's Boutique Shop."
At this time, when Yvette's eyes swept over the medal on Abel's chest, her eyes suddenly froze. She asked with some disbelief, "You are Master Abel? The 36th blacksmith master in the continent who just passed the blacksmith master evaluation? "
"Ms. Yvette, I am Abel. I didn't expect Edmond's Boutique Shop to be so well-informed." Abel was amazed at the speed of news transmission. It was almost as fast as the speed of information transmission on Earth in his previous life.
"Master Abel, we just received news from the headquarters. You have passed the evaluation of the Blacksmith's Guild in Harvest City. The headquarters specifically asked our branch to pay attention to you." Yvette looked at the tall skinny man and said, "Our auction house will give you an explanation for the unfair treatment you have received."
Hearing these words, the tall skinny man was completely paralyzed on the ground. Yvette's words had already determined his fate. But for this, no one would care except for himself.
This time, Abel came to Edmond's boutique shop with his blacksmith master medal. He wanted to send his seven swords of a hundred skills and the deluxe version of the fire magic sword of a hundred skills to Edmond's boutique shop under one identity. This way, it would be easier for the auction house to promote these weapons to the highest value.
"Ms. Yvette, I have brought some of my own forged weapons. I would like to hand them over to your shop for auction."
Hearing Abel's words, Yvette's eyes lit up. This was a great opportunity. A new blacksmith master's work would be auctioned at Edmond's Boutique Shop, and she would be handling this matter. This kind of performance would be very helpful for her future promotion.
"Thank you for your trust in Edmond's Boutique Shop. We will use the highest standard auction to auction your work." Yvette said happily.
"There is only one condition. These weapons cannot be auctioned in Harvest City." Abel put forward a condition.
Yvette had some doubts at first, but then she understood. There was a new Harry's Weapon Shop in the city, and Abel's full name was Abel.
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Harry, that weapon shop was owned by Abel's family.
"Master Abel, no problem." Yvette didn't care where the auction was held. As long as this kind of thing was handled by her, she would get the credit.
Several guards of the auction house took down several weapons from Abel's carriage. Abel pointed to the seven swords of a hundred skills and said, "These are my practice weapons. They are all ordinary weapons of a hundred skills." He then pointed to the deluxe version of the fire magic sword of a hundred skills and said, "This weapon is a fire magic sword made with dwarven technology. After some decorations, I call it the deluxe version of the fire magic sword of a hundred skills."
"This is a magic weapon?" Of course, Yvette knew about magic weapons, but magic weapons were extremely rare and high-end weapons. Even the headquarters of Edmond's Boutique Shop rarely saw such weapons.
Yvette was curious and pulled out the sword from the scabbard. The sword was a bit too heavy for a lady like Yvette. Yvette held the sword with both hands and wanted to put it on the counter to take a closer look. Her action scared Abel. Abel hurriedly shouted, "Be careful!"
Ivette's hand slipped, and the fire magic sword fell from her hand to the ground. The moment the sword touched the ground, a red light flashed from the sword, and with a clang, the sword fell to the ground. The place where the sword touched the ground was already charred black, and the air was filled with the smell of fire.
Abel stepped forward to pick up the fire magic sword from the ground and put it back into the scabbard. Yvette was also shocked by the scene just now. If the sword was placed directly on the counter, a big hole would be burned on the counter. Thinking about it, Yvette couldn't help but pat her chest. If she burned the counter of the auction house, she was afraid that she would be blamed. She couldn't help but feel scared. The power of this magic sword was really terrible. If this sword hit someone, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Master Abel, I will charge you a commission of 2% of the total price for these weapons." In order to thank Abel for his reminder, Yvette directly reduced the commission to the lowest. 2% commission was already the most she could do.
"Ms. Yvette, thank you very much." When Abel came, he had already asked about the details of the auction at Edmond's Boutique Shop. He also knew about Yvette's good intentions.
Yvette went through the formalities for Abel. The seven swords of a hundred skills and the deluxe version of the fire magic sword of a hundred skills were left at Edmond's Boutique Shop.
Then Abel went to Harry's weapon shop and handed the two swords of a hundred skills to the manager. He didn't ask anything. The manager of the weapon shop was a business expert.
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