The auction was a little late when Freya arrived.

On the huge red auction table, a middle-aged man in a black dress is holding a silver crystal ball to show everyone.

"This is the magic eye secret mine of the abyss world, I believe everyone is familiar with this ore, and there are many functions, but the most important thing is that the weapons made of this ore will basically have natural enchantment armor-piercing attributes, think about it, if you use this ore to slash the enemy's body armor"

Freya listened to the auctioneer's introduction and looked around.

There are not many people in the auction, after all, this is not something that belongs to ordinary people.

Soon, she noticed that Hanks in the corner was waving at her, and there was an empty seat next to him, apparently reserved for Freya.

"Wizard Freya, you're two minutes late." Hanks smiled and motioned for Freya to sit down.

"Sorry for the reason for too long in the slave ghetto." Freya replied apologetically.

"Hehe, it's okay, this is just the beginning." Hanks smiled and waved. "If you fancy something, I can give you a 20% discount."

Sitting on the soft sofa, Freya took a sip of cyan juice and raised an eyebrow at Hanks's words.

"Can the same be true of the price set at the auction?"

"Of course, because this is organized by the Elk family, the price set is only on the surface." Hanks gestured meaningfully to the billboard above his head.

"Oh"

Freya nodded knowingly, and looked at the auction table. No more talking.

Although the location chosen by Hanks is in the corner, it can see the whole table more comprehensively, including a worn-out longsword that the auctioneer has now taken out.

With Freya's eyesight, she could even see the delicate textures and polished runes on the broken sword.

Obviously, the true meaning of this long sword is not combat, but it has some meaning or history, and it is for those who love to collect.

The order of the auction is basically to auction things at the ordinary level first, and then become more and more valuable as time goes on, and the last item is the most important finale.

And after the half-hour-long auction. The auction has finally faded to the level of ordinary people. Start putting out wizard-level things for auction.

While taking a sip of the juice, I watched it carefully.

After another ten minutes, the auctioneer took a blood-red strange dagger from the maid's handmaiden after the auctioneer had auctioned off a stone-like Fit Stone Worm to a fat third-class apprentice for fifteen hundred magic stones.

"Hmm. Your stuff is coming. Hanks, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"Hmm," Freya nodded slightly. There is no change in the expression.

This dagger came out of the academy in the first place. Derived from James.

According to her identification, the dagger was actually just a contract from another world.

The original spiritual imprint on it has long been completely erased by Freya. So now, as long as this thing gets a new contract, it can ask the unknown creature to fight for it.

Of course, Freya didn't know what kind of creature it belonged to, and she didn't plan to use it.

The auction has already begun, and under the gesture of the auctioneer, the creature behind this dagger is almost comparable to the strength of the Abyss Demon Snake, making those who want to auction this thing crazy to increase the price.

"Ms. Feilin has already produced two thousand magic stones, is there anything higher!!" The auctioneer's excited gaze swept over the crowd.

"I'll give you two thousand eight!" An old man with gray hair dressed in a green long-distance run quietly held up a sign.

The price was increased by eight hundred magic stones at once, and in this way, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

But when everyone saw the green robe, they immediately turned around.

Because that old man is one of the few official wizards on the entire ship.

"Three thousand!" The girl who had just asked for the price frowned slightly, obviously really wanting to take down the dagger.

This was like a battle, but Freya just looked at it calmly, which made Hanks next to him slightly curious.

"Aren't you excited? It's your thing. ”

"Heh, I want to deal with this dagger myself, no matter how high or low it can be sold, I can accept it." Freya explained with a smile.

"Oh? Really? Hanks turned his head to look at the dagger on the auction table and frowned.

From his point of view, the runes engraved on this contract dagger were obviously a type of High Abyss Demon Language.

In other words, although the value of this dagger is not comparable to that of a creature such as the Demon Snake introduced by the auctioneer, at least it is not too low.

According to what he knew in the past two days, although this witch named Freya had a lot of magic stones on her body, it was impossible for her to be moved by the three thousand magic stones.

However, these are all personal privacy, so although Hanks is curious, he does not get to the bottom of it.

In the end, the contract dagger was auctioned for four and a half thousand to the aristocratic girl named Filin.

But in the induction of Freya, the green-robed old man secretly attached a spiritual seed to the girl's neck with a cold look in his eyes, needless to say, there will definitely be a follow-up to this auction item.

Of course, no matter what the follow-up, it didn't have any effect on Freya.

Soon, five minutes later, four black magic crystal cards representing four thousand three magic stones were handed to Freya, and two hundred of them were auctioned.

Touching the cold card, Freya continued to watch the auction.

All kinds of strange things are placed on the stage, and then they are auctioned off at a more or less price.

In addition to the contract dagger, Freya had a few other things, but they all sold for a good price, of course, this good was only good in the sense of its value.

In the end, with the addition of the previous four thousand three, Freya earned a total of six thousand magic stones in the auction.

This is a huge amount of money for a wandering wizard who has not yet vaporized.

But. For the cost of this huge amount of money, in fact, Freya didn't care very much.

Randomly put the six cards back in her pocket, just as Freya wondered if she should leave the scene as she was looking for the slave boy from Tros.

The auctioneer suddenly placed a well-framed, worn-out book on a high red platform in front of him.

"Next, this item is slightly different from the previous ones, this book is a precious book obtained from the ruins of Razor, according to our chief appraiser, the text used on it is the Chester language, this special language may not be familiar to everyone, but I want a race that everyone may know, that is, the long-extinct Hittel goat people"

"Huh?" Hear the auctioneer's last words. Freya's pupils shrank slightly.

Chester. She had studied the basics of collecting the basics with the Abyssal Demon Language and the Ancient Elven Language when she was in the Academy, but she was not very proficient in it.

But Chester was the mother tongue of the Hilt goats, and it was the first time he knew about it.

"The starting price is now, five hundred magic stones."

The auctioneer's voice just fell. A middle-aged fat man in a luxurious costume raised the sign in his hand.

Freya turned her head. Recognized the fat man as the guy who had been interested in all kinds of old antiques before.

And for this precious shabby secretary. Obviously, there is also the faith to be determined.

Watching the price rise again and again, Freya groaned and raised the sign in her hand.

For the world of ruins. Although I have already had eyebrows, and I have entered many times, I still don't know much about the real touch.

Although the Hilt goats did not enter the underworld, the specific and true world of communication may not have been fully discovered.

"1,300 magic stones, is there a higher price??" The auctioneer glanced around, the book in his hand. "You know, this is from the ruins of Razor, which was once one of the largest gathering places of ancient wizards"

Quietly listening to the auctioneer's bluff speech, Freya held up the sign again.

"Fourteen hundred magic stones! Now it's out of fourteen hundred."

Before he finished speaking, the fat man stretched out his hand with a displeased face, but this time his gaze turned to Freya's position in the distance behind him.

Seeing this, Hanks next to him also understood that Freya was indeed interested in this ancient book, and he nodded covertly to a black-robed man standing at the door of the hall.

In a short time, there was an unusually beautiful woman beside the fat man.

So, the fat man, who was still unhappy just now, immediately turned pale,

"Good! 1,600 magic stones! Isn't it gone? Then this ancient book belongs to the young lady! ”

Freya, who was sitting in her seat, didn't get up, just nodded faintly, and then she smiled at Hanks.

"Thank you."

"Hehe, it's just a gesture, anyway, there are still many collections of this kind of ancient book auction." Hanks smiled as well.

Freya nodded slightly, what Hanks said was also true, although books are precious in the world of ordinary people, they are very common for wizards.

Even some books that have been excavated from ancient ruins may be just a recipe after being deciphered, and most of the books auctioned in auctions are also valuable things that have been identified to a certain extent.

But how much it's worth is also a matter of luck.

After that, Freya auctioned a few small things at auction that were more reasonably cost-effective.

Later, after declining Hanks' invitation to a small party, she also returned to her room with the items she got from the auction.

Lenny was still sleeping quietly, and because of the effect of the spell, his face was no different from that of ordinary people.

It's just that in Freya's induction, her life fire is getting weaker and weaker, and if this time Yundu has no way to heal it.

Then obviously, the end result of this young life is obvious.

After all, Lenny is currently only a third-class apprentice, not a wizard, and her life level dictates that it is impossible for her to perform elemental rituals or transform bodies like wizards.

I sighed in my heart and sighed at the fragility of life.

She then separates many of the small items she received from the auction into categories and puts them back in her suitcase.

After doing this, she took out the framed precious book.

To be sure, the book was tattered from the outside, with a long stain on the bottom of the book, and it was impossible to make out the letters.

However, none of this bothered Freya either.

Tear open the neat cover to reveal the book's true appearance.

With her proficiency in Chester, she could read the contents, but it could be a lot more difficult to translate them into the lingua franca.

Carefully opened the broken book, and looked at it carefully by the light outside the round window.

The book isn't very thick, but it doesn't look very fast because of the blurred handwriting.

Two hours later, Freya closed the book with a slight frown.

Fingers tapped the table, lost in faint contemplation.

"So, the ancestors of the Hilt goats were, in a sense, really creatures of the underworld."

This ancient book is nothing else, but about the origin of the species of the Hilt goat people, something like a festival.

However, throwing away a lot of meaningless hymns, the only thing we end up with is this useful piece of information.

This made Freya slightly curious.

The exploration of the Ruins World had already confirmed that it was not the underworld mentioned in the book, but it was only her own guess after all. (To be continued......)