Chapter 172: Primordial Fire
The box wasn't very big, as the waiter said, it could seat six people, and the six sofa chairs were placed side by side, and there was no room for even one more table, and Rowe sat at the very edge, next to Rin, Shirou, Luvia, and Dilte. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"The VIPs have arrived, let them start today's event." Deert said to the attendants behind him, and he didn't deliberately lower his voice, as if to let Rowe and them hear, probably showing off some kind of power.
"I see, this place is all controlled by your family, right?" Luvia smiled, Dilte's behavior was nothing more than to show them his strength, the purpose was to make them clear that Rome was the territory of his Dilt and Pengley families, and this was his home turf.
"It's just a part of the family business, and it's still a little bit small compared to the Edfield family's property." Throughout the day, Deirte maintained a humble attitude, but there was a kind of strength in his words.
"Where, Mr. Deert is too modest."
Two people wearing masks to talk to each other made Luo Wei feel numb in his heart, such a guy can really make people feel creepy, you have no idea what he's thinking, you have to bring up psychoanalysis all the time What he said, but many times you get just useless news.
Let's let Luvia and Deert, the two more talkative people, talk slowly, thinking so, Rowe turned his gaze downward.
The red curtain encloses a semi-circular venue, and Rowe really feels like he is in a theater, but for an auction, this format is not bad, after all, this kind of non-charitable and underground auction must have many valuable things, so there is nothing wrong with displaying these treasures on the stage as if they were valuable actors.
Not long after Deirte gave the order, the red curtain was pulled back, and the lights of the entire venue were dimmed, except for the dazzling stage lights on the stage, and the auction officially began.
The master of ceremonies is a man in a black suit with a peugeot figure, speaking like a man in his thirties, with a slight magnetism in his voice, it is the kind of voice that can fascinate thousands of girls, and he was chosen as the master of ceremonies for the auction, although he can not attract the attention of men as much as women, but Luo Wei counted the people below and understood the reason.
Most of the people here are rich women, which is actually easy to judge, and this conclusion can be drawn from their words and deeds.
And even in Luo Wei's box, the rich one is Luvia, although it seems that she is not very interested in men other than Shirou.
"Welcome to tonight's auction, I am the master of ceremonies, Famil of the Pengley family, and on behalf of the family, I would like to thank you for all your hard work." As he spoke, the master of ceremonies made a standard bow.
"Senior sister, why does a magician have something to do with the mafia?" Luo Wei asked Rin, who was sitting next to him, "Shouldn't magicians be passed down in the form of a family?" Although the mafia also has similar elements, it is completely different from the magician's heritage, how are the two compatible?
"Ah, you say this, who knows, all I know is that in the seventeenth century, there were many down-and-out magicians who left London and went to various parts of Europe to find life, and many of them joined the local mafia, and later because of the continuous struggle between the mafia, the combat effectiveness of magicians was also regarded as an important force, so slowly magicians merged with these mafia."
"Why leave London?" Luo Wei can't understand this very well, although he knows that there are magic families that do not belong to the management of the Magic Association, but that kind of existence is too rare, and with the support of the Magic Association, the family can develop better and faster, even if it is a down-and-out magic family, if you leave London, it will be contrary to this.
"New ideas, or trying to open up new paths or something, after all, not everyone can tolerate the solitary way of studying magicians, there will always be people who want to blend in with this world, but that is contrary to the essence of magic to remain mysterious, that's why this kind of thing happens."
"Lonely ways of studying?" Looking back on my experience of learning magic, except for the first few years before I opened the magic circuit, I learned it alone, and later in the clock tower, many people came to discuss and study together. Why is there such a thing as loneliness?
"Ah, I'm not saying, it was in the seventeenth century, and the reform of the clock tower only began in recent years, and in the past, teachers taught students individually, which is completely different from now." Rin, who saw the confusion in Luo Wei's eyes, added.
"Then what did you look like when you were studying in the Clock Tower?"
"Huh? We must have been at the beginning of the reform at that time, so we happened to become a disciple of the lecturer. ”
Luo Wei nodded, indicating that he understood.
On the other side, the auction will be carried out in an orderly manner, and a thousand strange and precious items will be pushed onto the stage one after another.
There are mysterious porcelains from the East, not to mention the exquisite workmanship, but also have a certain practicality; There are artifacts excavated from Egypt, and it is said to have the curse of the pharaohs, and those of you will be curious. There are even living fossils buried under the deep sea, and in short, there are a lot of strange things.
Of course, for magicians, this kind of ordinary artwork does not arouse their interest, and Luvia is talking to Dilt about topics that Rowe doesn't understand, while Shirou and Rin are a little bored.
There is only one purpose of this trip, that is, the holy relics left by the fifth emperor of the Roman Empire, and before that thing appeared, everything else was just a foil.
Time passed quickly, and there was a monitor on the stage with numbers written on it, and every time an item was auctioned, the number on it would decrease by one, and everyone knew that it represented the number of items left.
At first, the number was still a hundred, but as time passed, the number had now dropped to single digits, and Luo Wei also cheered up, and the holy relic that Deert said should be almost there.
When the penultimate item was auctioned off and the number became one, the master of ceremonies stepped onto the stage again, and the curtain was raised, and only a thin slit flowed out of the middle, so that everyone present could see the face of the master of ceremonies.
The real goodies are coming.
"So guys, I don't need to say more, the next thing is the last item, I'm sure those who come here often know that the decoration of the auction will change according to the finale item, so today's scene, did you guess what the last item of the day was?"
People who are more interested and lively will talk about some things that they don't have, such as popular actresses? Or a costume left by a famous artist or something. The silent person sat quietly in his seat, waiting for the master of ceremonies to reveal the information of the last product.
"It's a pity to tell you that none of what you said is right, and the last item we auctioned today is a weapon."
Weapons? Could it be that the props used in a famous play have been used?
Thinking about it like this, the people who were still interested just now suddenly felt a little sluggish, after all, the attractiveness of a prop has obviously decreased a lot.
"Moreover, this is a weapon in the true sense of the word, definitely not a theatrical prop, and its users are inseparable from the theater we are in now."
Understanding the customer's thoughts is a knowledge that the master of ceremonies must master, and it is clear that this master of ceremonies has done it.
"So let's think about it, right here, right here, right in Rome, right in this land where our country, Italy, is located, there was once such a great man who built a great golden theater."
Silent and silent, the whole auction became unusually quiet, and the master of ceremonies' words have revealed a lot of information.
"We all know that in history, the fifth Roman Emperor, His Majesty Nero, loved to sing, so he built the great Golden Theater so that the people could listen to his beautiful singing, and today's theme is this, the weapons used by the owner of the Golden Theater."
The red curtain slowly opened, and the master of ceremonies opened his hands, meaning for everyone to enjoy.
In the center of the stage, a long sword stuck in a black stone, or some kind of iron object.
The sword body is dull, or there is a rusty feeling, but the strange shape is somewhat attractive, the straight sword body suddenly bends when it is about to reach the hilt, forming a semicircle, and there are many protruding spikes on the sword body, which is much different from the traditional sword.
"The Meteorite Tassel, or Aestus-Estus, is the weapon that our great Majesty Nero once used, well, I don't think anything else will need to be said, don't look at it as if it's rusty now, but..." Without saying more, the master of ceremonies took out a pistol directly from the inner pocket of his suit, turned around and struck at the sword.
After the sound of gunfire and metal clashing, there was no damage or dent on the weapon, and the projectile was flattened and fell to the ground.
The silence was broken in an instant, and the whole auction scene was a sensation, and people couldn't wait to start bidding.
"The starting price, one euro (1 euro = 7.5 yuan), come on, everyone, start the carnival!"
In the box, a subtle smile appeared on Luvia's face.
"So that's what you're for? Mr. Deerte, if you don't buy it yourself but take me to the auction to buy it, it means that you have found a better relic, right? And it seems that you are still planning to extort me a sum of money? ”
Deirte smiled.
"Well, when it comes to money, the first thing I can think of is the Edfield family, and it just so happens that my family has been having some difficulties with money recently, so I can only trouble Miss Ruvia."
Blatantly cheating money, to put it bluntly, this holy relic was in the hands of Dilter, and he put the item at auction and brought Luvia with him, just to auction it for a higher price in order to make a huge profit.
But Luvia didn't care about it.
"Although I don't know if you praise it from the bottom of your heart, but it's not bad to let you see it, the strength of the Edfield family."
The lady raised her hand, and her voice echoed through the auction hall.
"100 million euros!"