Abel didn't seem to be walking very fast, but every step he took was much bigger than a normal person, so he wasn't slow at all. He had been to Harvest City many times, so he had some understanding of this city. After turning a few corners, he saw Gary's potion shop. It was a large potion shop. At this time, the door of Gary's potion shop was closed. He wasn't sure if it was because it wasn't open today, or because the owner, Dale, wasn't around.
"Hey, you're in the wrong place." Suddenly, someone tapped on Abel's shoulder and said.
How can someone recognize me when I'm dressed like this? Abel turned around curiously and saw a person wearing the same robe as him standing behind him. He couldn't see the person's face.
"Kree's Auction House is this way. You're in the wrong place." Although he was wearing a robe, Abel could still feel the man's enthusiasm. He then continued, "Is this your first time attending an auction like this?"
"Yes!" Abel replied in a muffled voice. At that moment, Abel still didn't understand what was going on.
"I knew it. Newbies are always so timid. They always think that someone will recognize them and find out what they bought. In fact, this is just a normal auction. There's nothing special about it. Many of the things being auctioned are of unknown origin. Especially this time, I heard that there will be a very special maid being auctioned." The man in the robe nudged Abel with his shoulder and continued, "You know, it won't be a normal maid. I really want to see it sooner. Is it a dwarf maid or an orc maid? It's best if it's a fox maid! "
At this moment, Abel finally understood that this person was going to participate in the black auction of the Kree auction house. He looked at his own grey robe, and then looked at the other person who was wearing the same robe. A strange smile emerged from the corner of Abel's mouth. What a strange coincidence. No wonder this person thought that he was also a guest who was invited to the black auction.
Abel had been practicing and forging since he came to this world. It was rare for him to have a chance to attend a special event like this. It would be good for him to have a look.
"Thank you very much for your help. I'm very grateful!" Abel slightly bowed.
The man heard Abel's words and saw his bow. He quickly bowed back and said softly, "I didn't know you were a noble. I was too rude."
Abel was used to speaking politely to people he didn't know. The man in the robe seemed to be a noble as well. After seeing Abel's behavior, he immediately bowed back.
"It's very important for a noble to hide their identity. You're very good at hiding!" Abel said.
"Oh, my God, you are the most humorous gentleman I have ever seen," replied the man.
When the two arrived at the entrance of the Kerry Auction House, the door was only half open, indicating that it was closed. The attendant standing at the door saw the two's attire and stepped aside to let them in. During this time, the attendant didn't say a word, which was rare for him.
"Don't talk so much here. Maybe the person standing in front of you is someone you know." The man imparted his experience to Abel.
Abel gently nodded and walked into the hall on the second floor of the auction house. There were already dozens of people in robes gathered here. Most of them were waiting quietly, and very few of them were talking.
"Most of these people are crude merchants. These disgusting bastards can buy things here that they can't normally enjoy." The man said softly by Abel's side.
"Oh, my god. Aren't they afraid of the noble arbitration?" Abel could hear the jealousy in the man's voice. Merchants didn't have a high status, but they were rich. This made many nobles who didn't have a lot of money look down on them and envy them for their wealth.
"That's why there are these illegal auctions." The man explained.
"What's the background of this auction house? How can they operate an auction like this? "Abel was a little confused and couldn't help but ask.
"Who else in the Duchy of Carmel can do something like this? Other than the noble children of the royal family, who else would do something like this? "The man said sarcastically.
"This is probably the business of the seventh prince, Middleton George. It's right next to Gary's potion shop. How can there be such a coincidence?" Abel thought to himself.
"Good evening, everyone! Welcome to the Kree Auction House! " A skinny middle-aged man in a luxurious robe walked to the auction stage and said loudly, "I am the chief auctioneer of the Kree Auction House, Hope. Today, I will be the host of the auction!"
The people below didn't have much of a reaction. Only a few people clapped their hands gently to show their welcome.
Seeing that the guests below didn't have much interest, Hope knew how to arouse their interest. He waved his hand, and a waiter carried an auction item covered with red silk to the side of the auction stage.
Hope stretched out his hand and pulled the red silk away, revealing a Knight's Sword. Standing below, Abel felt that it was very familiar. If he wasn't mistaken, this Knight's Sword was his creation.
Sure enough, Hope said loudly, "The first auction item is a Knight's Sword. It was made by the pride of Harvest City, the legendary Master Abel, the noble Lord Abel himself. According to our auction house's understanding, there are no more than 10 Knight's Swords on the market."
Some people below began to talk. It seemed that Abel's Knight's Sword had attracted everyone's attention.
Hope saw the situation below and couldn't help but feel a burst of joy. He was the one who insisted that Master Abel's Knight's Sword be the first auction item to increase the popularity of the auction.
"Ever since Master Abel's magic weapon was valued at 50,000 gold coins by Sorin Oakenshield, Master Abel's Swords have become very difficult to find on the market. This Knight's Sword was specially brought over from Bakong City by our auction house for this auction," Hope said excitedly.
"The starting price is 1000 gold coins, and each increment is 100 gold coins. The bidding for this Knight's Sword made by Master Abel himself will now begin!"
Abel saw that it really was a Knight's Sword. Although it was only a Knight's Sword of Hundred Skills, it was only used by knights. Therefore, the buyer had to be a knight or a noble. It was very difficult for people with other identities to get their hands on a Knight's Sword.
"1000 gold coins!" A low voice sounded. Abel could tell that the person was using a fake voice.
"1100 gold coins!" Another person below the stage raised his left hand and shouted.
"1500 gold coins!"
"1800 gold coins!"
This price was almost twice the market price. Abel couldn't help but be shocked at how crazy these people were.
"Anyone want to go higher? This Knight's Sword was made by Master Abel with great care. Whether it's for collection or training the next Knight, this Knight's Sword is the best choice! "
Following Hope's tempting voice, after a few increments, the price of this Knight's Sword had soared to 2200 gold coins.
"2200 gold coins, is there anyone else who wants to raise the price?" Hope also thought that the price was about right, so he continued, "2200 gold coins going once."
"2200 gold coins going twice."
"2200 …"
Before Abel could finish, a voice came from beside him.
"2300 gold coins!"
Abel turned around and saw that it was the person who brought him in. Seeing Abel look at him, the man smiled and said, "How can I let Master Abel's Knight's Sword fall into the hands of these vulgar people? This is an insult to Master Abel."
"This guest has bid 2300 gold coins. 2300 gold coins going once."
"2300 gold coins going twice."
"2300 gold coins going thrice."
"Congratulations, guest. You have received this Knight's Sword personally made by Master Abel." Hope waved his hand and asked the waiter to bring the Knight's Sword to the man. The man took out his money bag, took out 23 100 gold coins, and handed them to the waiter.
"As expected of Master Abel's Sword!" The man held the Knight's Sword in his hand, pulled it out of the scabbard, and praised it.
Suddenly, Abel had a good impression of the man beside him. A man with such good taste couldn't be wrong. If there was a chance to get to know him, it would be good to make friends with him.
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