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Rosen was immediately interested.

According to the creation myth he heard, the undead are a race formed by the ashes of the remnants of burning flames, and the painting in front of him is also called Ember, I don't know if it has anything to do with the undead.

"Father Eredel painted a large number of paintings in a very different style, but mostly in a depressed mood, and he was placed under house arrest in a convent because of his defeat in the political struggle, which gave him time to leave many monumental masterpieces. ”

As a nobleman, Jerome naturally knew something about these things, and according to his words, this Father Eredel was still a celebrity.

While listening to Jerome's explanation, Lawson focused his attention, his perception was slightly extended, and although he was separated by a distance, he was still able to use the skill of [Identification], and he saw the description of the painting before the first person raised his card to bid.

【Ember】

[Normal]

[A painting depicting a strange scene.] 】

[Although it is said to be the work of Father Aredel, it is actually a fake of the name, and the real author is someone else.] 】

[The scene depicted may not be just a fantasy in the heart, but may be seen by someone with their own eyes.] 】

"Fakes?"

Rosen unconsciously whispered, causing Jerome to look at him.

"What do you say, how can this be a fake?"

Puzzled, Jerome looked at the painting again, and by this time its price had soared to a thousand gold coins, enough to buy a field on the edge of the kingdom to live in peace.

It's not that he doesn't think Lawson understands art, but President Levi is also a figure with a face in Istal, and he also has a study of antique paintings, so he will not bring out fakes to sell at this auction and ruin his reputation.

"No, the fake does not mean that the painting was counterfeited by someone else, in fact, it should be the painting called "Embers". ”

Rosen explained, adding confusion to Jerome's face.

"But it wasn't from Father Eredel, for some reason, it was created by someone else, and it was finally released in Father Eredel's name. ”

"How is this possible......"

Jerome subconsciously denied it, but soon fell back into thought.

"Legend has it that Father Eredel had a close friend, but no one had seen him in a robe for many years, and he often visited Father Eredel when he was in exile in the monastery.

"What happened to that friend?"

Rosen had a vague guess, so he asked.

"I don't know, there is no record in history, but the last time the two met was when Father Eiredel was seriously ill, after which the priest returned to the goddess, and the friend disappeared and never appeared again. ”

Pondering, Jerome replied, becoming skeptical.

"So, it's likely that person is someone who can't afford to maintain a friendly relationship with Father Aredel on the surface, could it be the mage of the Rainbow Tower?"

No, no, no, Rosen replied in his heart for Father Eledel.

If he was not mistaken, this friend was not human at all, but most likely an undead.

The undead and the priest, two people who seemed impossible to get together, turned out to develop friendships that transcended race and faction for various reasons, and after the death of their only friend, the undead also left human society and returned to their own residence.

Rosen had already figured out the whole story in his mind, and at this time, the price of the painting was finally fixed at 1,500 gold coins, which was five times higher than the reserve price.

Knock knock knock -

There was a knock at the door, and the butler reappeared.

"Guest, my host has invited you to the meeting. ”

He said in a humble voice.

Lawson and the others were about to stand up, but the butler raised his hand to stop them.

"My master has instructed that it is important that there should be no one else. ”

Jerome was stunned, then nodded and said to Rosen and Tia.

"Then you just wait here, it's okay, President Levi is cautious, that's normal. ”

Davos stood still, though, and Jerome looked at the drunken mercenary before speaking to the butler.

"This gentleman is a close confidant of mine, and we can go with him. ”

The butler looked up at Davos slightly, then nodded, and stepped back in Jerome's direction.

"Please. ”

The two left the room with the butler, while the auction continued on the other side.

This time the cargo was a sharp sword, which seemed to be blessed with magic, but it was not interesting to Lawson at all.

Tia had already prepared, and took out the sausage from her pocket to nibble.

"I don't feel right. ”

Rosen asked, the situation was so strange that even if what Jerome said was true, it still couldn't dispel Rosen's worries about the place.

"Even if something is wrong, do you think that someone here can do you a disadvantage?"

Tia looked like she didn't care about herself, and took a bite of a large piece of sausage and chewed it in her mouth.

"Not really. ”

Rosen had surveyed the setting a little when he entered the room, and it would have been easy for him to get out of it if it hadn't been accidental.

"Then don't worry, if there is really any accident, then solve it by violent means. ”

As if nothing had happened, Tia took another bite, swallowed the whole sausage, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and was about to eat the second one.

But the door was suddenly pushed open violently.

"Leave no mouth alive, kill!"

The man at the head was wearing a mask, and the sharp knife in his hand was glowing with cold light.

Then the arrows rained down, giving no respite at all.

Everything in the room, the sofas, the tables, the curtains were pierced and in shambles, while the auction outside the room was still going on as normal, as if the movement here could not be transmitted to the outside at all.

"Second round!"

The man ordered, and the second round of bolts was quickly loaded and ready to go.

But before that, a silver light had flashed.

It's Lawson.

The edge of his wolf knight's greatsword roared, and before the other could react, he slashed his head, blood splattering, staining the curtain even darker black.

"What !?"

The crossbowmen had apparently not expected the people in the room to survive such a terrible rain of arrows, and they had lost their commanders to shoot arrows immediately, and the sound of breaking through the air was incessant.

"Stupid mortals. ”

A young girl's voice came, and all the crossbow arrows were suddenly frozen in mid-air, as if the air was frozen in an instant, and it could no longer flow.

"It's magic!!"

The men retreated, but Tia didn't give them time to regret it.

"Die. ”

With a snap of his fingers, a burst of fire immediately ignited in the air, enveloping all the assassins and scorching them to death without even screaming.

But in the midst of the flames, a man rushed into the room with a long sword in his hand, and the awe-inspiring momentum swept across the bodies of Lawson and Tia, revealing a little chill.

His sword was quite fast, a little cold light came first, followed by a surging killing intent, and the aura of the peak of black iron was revealed, pointing directly at Tia's heart, it seemed that he wanted to rely on a sneak attack to preemptively strike.

"Naive. ”

It was Lawson who spoke, and as for the big sword in his hand, it had already been slashed out along with the words.