"Gold Mastan coins, fourteen."

"Gable, seventeen."

"Lorentain gold coins, five."

"And ...... Twenty-five gold Niro coins. ”

The master in charge of identifying coins pushed his glasses, looked at the exquisite carvings on the surface of the gold coins under the illumination of the alchemy light, and weighed the weight with his hands again: "That's right, it is the commercial capital of Nero that issues commercial gold coins, but ...... Ma'am, are you sure you want to use them to pay for the auction? ”

The mage just looked at him and didn't speak.

"Okay, I see what you mean." The appraiser did not dissuade him, and carefully put more than fifty gold coins into the money bag, "The exchange ratio between Mastan gold coins and Lorentan gold coins and Gable gold coins is close to 1:1, and although the exchange ratio of commercial gold coins and Gable gold coins issued by the commercial capital Nero has recently been speculated to 1:3 on the black market, we can only give you an official exchange ratio of 1:1.5, please forgive me." ”

As he spoke, he took out five silver coins from his other money bag: "Converted, after deducting the auction fee, we should find you four silver coins and seven copper coins, these are five Gabo silver coins, please keep them." ”

Monia took the silver coin, nodded slightly, and then followed the waitress back to the private room.

—Musa at 11:35 a.m.

Subconsciously glancing at the time, the mage motioned to the waiter to put the weapon rack in front of the sofa, took a cursory glance at them, swept his gaze, and took out a silver coin from the money bag, plus the five coins he just found happened to be two for one person.

"Alright, you can go."

After paying the tip, she said very politely.

The tip of two silver coins may be a sparse and ordinary figure during the auction, but it is also a windfall for the waiters, and with the work ethic required by the service industry itself, they did not care too much about the little mage's slight faux pas, and still bowed gracefully and retired.

When they were gone, Monia got up, made sure the doors and windows were closed, and sat back down on the couch.

"Sixty Gold Coins......

Adjusting to a relatively comfortable sitting position, the mage focused his eyes on the single-edged sword resting on the weapon rack, and did not move for a long time - the name of the sword is Aurora, which has a proper beauty, the blade is elegant and extremely tense, the bumps of the ebony hilt are extremely finely polished, and under the glazed light, this famous sword from the master's hand has a touching charm, and it is easy to sink into this deadly beauty.

However, Monia was not intoxicated by the beauty she gazed at.

There was another reason for her downfall.

Sixty gold coins, this is sixty gold coins - consumption is really an impulse, impulse is really the devil, this is the best punishment for impulse.

The slightly trembling body showed the unrest of the master, and the mage fell into an abyss called remorse.

"Woo...... What a loss! Blood loss! ”

Strictly speaking, Monia can't be considered a stingy person, but her love for wealth is not inferior to that of dragons, and the reason why she doesn't have the ambition of sleeping in a nest built of gold coins is actually just because the gold coins depreciate too quickly in the early years of chaos and if the gold coins really have to sleep, it is very hard.

As for why she knew, the reason was not complicated - the queen of the sewer mice had practiced it with copper coins since she was not a mage - she could prove with three days of dark circles under her eyes that the nest made of gold coins was not suitable for human habitation.

As for why three days?

The reason is also very simple, that is, the girl who is greedy for money and has the same degree as the dragon, after the first day of defeat, did not flinch, thinking that such a small difficulty could not be difficult for the primordial elf with great blood, as long as he learned to endure, the pain would eventually pass, and the dawn full of dreams and hopes would eventually come.

However...... As it turned out, she was overthinking.

Since this incident, her opinion of gold coins has changed subtly - gold coins are the root of all evil, and each gold coin has endless blood condensed on it, and its brilliance has long disappeared in the moment when it is stained with sin, leaving only a shell full of sin, this empty shell of a lost soul, I am afraid that only those dragons who do not understand beauty at all will use it as a nesting material, and it is still crystal that is more suitable for her in comparison.

It's better to build a big crystal palace......

The girl once thought about this question with her saliva in her mouth.

Incidentally, the thought came after she found it comfortable to sleep on a glass bed in the Scorching Moon......

- Wait! I'm so ashamed to think of all of this.

The mage, who remembered his dark history, banged his head on the table.

"I really want to die......"

As time passed, Monia gradually came out of the shame brought by the dark history and calmed down—more or less thanks to this divergent train of thought, the pain of spending sixty gold coins on the spur of the moment vanished, and she began to think calmly about the gains and losses.

There is no doubt that the losses outweigh the gains.

Aurora is undoubtedly an extremely excellent weapon, perhaps the skills used are not as mature as the Blade of the Wind Chaser and the Blade of the Frost Fury, and the quality is not enough to pass on the ancients, but looking at the relatively backward refining technology, it is enough to be called the world's famous sword - although the auction price of sixty gold coins exceeds its due value, if you consider that the backward smelting technology of the elves has been unable to produce weapons of this level for a long time, and its potential upgrade value, it is not a loss purely in terms of trading.

It's just that...... Lost in places other than buying and selling.

The mage sighed, his gaze dark.

She didn't come here simply to participate in the auction, but to find a certain bear child who was not worrying, and specially came to collect information - a country with a weak church like Gable must have a school of mages hidden, as long as she can connect with that side, her future actions will definitely be greatly helped.

However, although the power of the Church is weak here, the mages still follow the principle of seclusion as always.

And it may not be easy to find a mage who has a hidden heart.

As a member of the mage, Monia naturally has a full understanding of this group - even though the terrifying years of large-scale capture of wizards and witches have long passed, the cloud of heresy has not dissipated, and under the threat of death, perhaps not all mages can have unflinching composure and superhuman intelligence, but at least they will become cautious and cautious during their long learning career.

If you want them to speak, it is impossible without a few means, and there is a chance that you will beat them until they are convinced. And even if she can do this, it's still not the end of the time, and you have to be careful of their tricks - each mage school has some strange spells, and if she is not careful to plant them on them, or if she is deceived by the trap that the other party weaves with words, then she will likely face retaliation from one mage school.

So, it's troublesome and you have to be careful.

But now, in this task that must be cautious, she actually auctioned off an auction item that was not easy to carry on a whim - this single-edged sword called Aurora was about the length of an adult's arm, about sixty centimeters, it was not called a short sword, nor was it a long sword, and the so-called inconvenience of carrying was only relatively - of course, the little mage with a strange paranoia about height would never admit this.

It was a big mistake.

Fortunately...... It's not that there is no remedy.

With a slight bow, Monia had already thought of a way to eliminate the evil consequences - although this method was a little inauthentic to someone, who made the people she knew only his name good here, and who made her look at him unpleasantly? She didn't feel guilty at all, and it wasn't a big deal anyway, it was just bothering someone to act as a postman to run back and forth.

She had a prank-prone smile, but she quickly relented, and her ups and downs gradually calmed down as her mood calmed down.

"Alright." The mage retracted the smile on his face, finally looked away from the single-edged sword, and glanced up at the clock on the wall, "Eleven fifty Musha?" It looks like the morning auction is coming to an end. ”

Monia remembered that there were about 12 auctions in the morning, and the expected end time was 12 o'clock, but the organizers obviously underestimated the enthusiasm of the participants, and it was not until just now that the bidding for the eleventh auction item was settled-the lionheart shield of the ancestor Ek was auctioned by Room 503 for a high price of 435 gold coins, and the already very enthusiastic atmosphere was once again detonated, and everyone turned their attention to the middle of the stage, waiting for the finale to unravel the mystery.

"I guess everyone can't wait," the host on the projection patted the weapon rack covered with gauze on his side, and showed a mouthful of white teeth to the audience, "It's not that I sell it, but this weapon is different from all the previous weapons, it is very powerful, very powerful, unimaginably powerful, it is the strongest weapon, it is a weapon that only the bravest and most powerful warriors are qualified to have, or ......"

"- Whoever holds it is the strongest in this life."

As the words fell, for a moment the whole venue seemed to lose its voice, but then thousands of voices rang out together, sweeping the entire world like a tsunami.

"Please be quiet, please be quiet—" said the host, in a futile effort, the sound of the amplifications placed in various places was muffled by the chatter, and he had no choice but to glance at his assistant secretly, "I now ask Lord Randolph Hewlett to demonstrate for us the power of this weapon worthy of the strongest name." ”

Randolph Hewlett?

The soundproofing of the private room was excellent, and the noise outside had little effect on the people inside, and Monia was slightly stunned when she heard the host's name read out - she was not at all unfamiliar with the name of the person she had deliberately collected on her mission to the land of mountains.

- Randolph the Hunter.

A rare high-ranking warrior who specializes in bows and arrows, a famous bounty hunter at the top of the mountains, became famous twenty-three years ago, and his most well-known record is the chase with the "Wolf King" Hadi, the rivalry between the two high-ranking warriors crossed the entire Mirogan Mountains, and the largest bandit king between the peaks of the mountains was nailed to death by a sharp arrow shot from behind after thirteen days of capture and dozens of wounds.

This battle is also a rare life-and-death duel between high-ranking professionals in recent years.

And Randolph, who won this gamble of life and death, is known as the professional who is most qualified to take over the strongest name from Leon, the Grand Duke of Lionheart.

What is the purpose of his presence here?

Could it be true that it was just to try this strongest weapon - after all, the mage was somewhat disdainful of the so-called strongest weapon that he boasted about at the auction - a weapon made of iron, no matter how powerful it was, it could not transcend its physical properties, unless the gods poured divine grace into it, otherwise the weapon forged by a skilled forging master would be nothing more than stronger and sharper for a high-ranking professional, nothing more.

Could it be ...... The motive for this auction is not pure?

A thought crossed her mind, but before she had time to think about it, the howling wind tore the atmosphere apart, and the loud sound of thunder pierced through the sky.

What's happening again?

She frowned, and subconsciously looked up—

- The sky is torn apart.

PS: Sorry, long waiting.