"What's that?" Yorko stared at the glowing object in amazement, completely ignoring the dazzling light. "Is it also sold in the exhibition?"
"It has many names, such as Sun Stone, Light Crystal... But we prefer to call it Magic Stone, because we heard that it comes from the demons' lair," No. 76 explained in a low voice. "Black Money has auctioned this kind of thing before, and the final price is between 2,000 and 3,000 Golden Dragon. It's not only expensive, but also very rare. It's not available in every exhibition. At least, there's no Magic Stone on the auction list tonight." She paused and asked, "Sir, is this your first time here?"
"Uh... sort of." He touched his nose guiltily. "If a single Magic Stone is worth so much, does it mean that the Magic Stone used to illuminate the stage is worth more than 10,000 Golden Dragon?" "That's too extravagant!"
The guide seemed to sense his uneasiness, so she took the initiative to approach him and whispered in his ear like a lover, "It's nothing, sir. Every guest who attends the underground exhibition for the first time will be shocked by the Magic Stone. This is also a way for Black Money to show off their ability."
"You're also one of their means, aren't you?" Yorko might not be as knowledgeable as those great noble families, but he was quite adept at treating women. Coupled with the guide's gentle and considerate tone, he effectively calmed down his emotions. He took the opportunity to put his arm around the woman's waist and pulled her into his arms.
"Only if I can get your approval."
"I've already approved of you. After the exhibition..."
"I'll still be at your service, sir." She nodded gently.
Yorko began to like this place a little.
He moved his eyes to the stage. Two rounds of bidding had passed, but he did not even pay attention to what was being sold. The crowd around him did not respond well either, so it was obvious that it was not a good thing.
This was similar to the exhibition that Denise had taken him to. The first few rounds were usually just appetizers, and the middle and later rounds were the main points.
According to Otto's judgment, the witch's ranking this time shouldn't be too low. It should be around seven or eight hundred gold royals. After all, for these businessmen, pure beauty was no longer of much interest to them. What they needed was excitement and novelty.
It was not until the first living person was pushed onto the stage that there was a slight noise in the crowd.
It was a woman. She looked ordinary, and apart from her good complexion, there was nothing special about her.
In addition, Yorko noticed that unlike the slave market, where the goods for sale were usually stripped naked, she was wrapped tightly from head to toe. She wore a gorgeous robe that only the nobles could afford. She was dressed like a lady from a rich family.
"What kind of trick is this?" He pinched No. 76's waist. "Disguising slaves as nobles can raise the auction price?"
"Not to disguise the slaves as nobles, but the slaves of nobles," the guide corrected him with a smile.
"Is there a difference between the two? Wait." Yorko suddenly widened his eyes. "What did you say?"
"She is a nobleman," No. 76 made a gesture to whisper, "not a distant relative or a branch, but a direct descendant of a big family, the legal heir."
"Sirs, do you see this young lady?" The host said loudly, "Avni Tanphocan, the daughter of the Earl from the Gravel Forest of the Kingdom of Wolfheart. Of course, since her father died in the war with the church, according to the law, she is the new Earl of Gravel Forest! The Tanphocan family can be traced back to 300 years ago, and they are also quite famous in the Kingdom of Wolfheart. However, compared to the family history, I believe that the incident of the emerald stone 20 years ago is more memorable. Now is a good opportunity to repay the Tanphocan family! The lowest price is 300 Golden Dragon. Interested parties, please bid! "
"Three hundred and ten!" someone immediately shouted.
"350 Golden Dragon!"
"I bid 400!"
"You... are crazy!" Looking at the rising price, Yorko said in disbelief, "Selling real nobles as slaves? No matter in which country, this is an unforgivable felony! "
There was an unwritten rule among the nobles that the continuation of the bloodline was more important than anything else, and anyone who hindered it was the common enemy of the nobles. Therefore, it became a tacit rule to pay ransom after losing the war. Even if they temporarily lost power, as long as the bloodline could continue, they could rise again at any time, especially the royal nobles, which had not changed for hundreds of years.
This exhibition was a blatant challenge to the entire noble class.
"As long as it's not publicized," No. 76 spread out her hands and said, "people won't blame 'Black Money' for the extinction of the nobles. After all, it was the church that caused all this."
"What will happen to these nobles in the end? You said they will repay... right? "
The guide could not help but burst into laughter. "At that time, the Tanphocan family maliciously lowered the price of the emerald stone, which made many gem merchants suffer. Of course, the repayment will be... cruel. But from the beginning, they are destined to never see the light of day again, and they are no different from witches. "
The next few bidders were all nobles from the Kingdom of Everwinter and the Kingdom of Wolfheart. There were both men and women, and the male servants were older and more popular.
Compared to the heirs, the merchant women probably preferred the real nobles with rich experience.
Yorko finally understood what Otto meant by "inconvenient to see the light of day", and the reason why the audit was so strict. Perhaps, in addition to wealth and family background, the intention to buy was also very important. In other words, the people who could be brought in by "Black Money" were all potential buyers, and they were all in the same boat.
In the tenth round of bidding, Yorko's target of this trip finally appeared.
He had to admit that even though she was tightly bound, her appearance was still better than that of the noble women in the previous rounds. Her long brown hair was scattered messily on her shoulders, and her coarse linen clothes were somewhat thin in this season. Several whip marks could be seen on her bare hands and feet. Obviously, she had suffered a lot after being caught. Although she looked a little haggard, her beautiful facial features and lively temperament could not be concealed.
"A refugee witch from the Kingdom of Wolfheart. She doesn't have a name, and her ability is to use the power of the devil to heal herself! Thank you for your report. This kind of opportunity is rare. Think about it, there are many ways to play with a witch who can continuously recover her body! If you think raising a witch is troublesome, "Black Money" can also do it for you! The lowest price is 500 Golden Dragon. Interested parties, please bid! "The host shouted.
"510!"
"560!"
"600 Golden Dragon!"
Yorko did not immediately bid. He knew that only when the price was close to stabilizing would the number he shouted have the final effect.
However, something unexpected happened. The final price of 800 Golden Dragon that Otto had predicted was quickly exceeded. Soon, the bidding broke through the 1,000 mark, and there was no sign of it stopping.
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