At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, the auction meeting carefully prepared by the Champs-Élysées auction house began on time.

Two figures, one tall and one short, appeared on the stage in the center of the hall, dressed in uniform clothes, well-cut black tuxedos, with bow tie trousers and leather shoes of the same color, white shirts and gloves spotless, looking like aristocratic butlers who had come out of some ancient castle.

But their presence did not win much of a positive response, and there was a burst of laughter from the crowd, mainly aimed at the short one, who was only half the height of the human man next to him, even though he stood straight, for the simple reason that it was a goblin.

Even if he is dressed in formal clothes and meticulous in every movement, in the eyes of ordinary people, he is still like the most clumsy clown in the circus, who can only arouse ridicule and strange eyes, and does not get flowers and applause.

But the goblin seemed to be accustomed to everything, and with an impeccable smile on his face, he spoke enthusiastically in the standard continental lingua franca:

"Thank you to all the guests who came to the Champs-Élysées today, please be calm, the auction will start soon!"

After saying that, he and the middle-aged man beside him bowed deeply at the same time, but once again caused a burst of piercing laughter.

The short goblin boy seemed to take these ridicules against himself as cheers, and his face was free, and he continued to talk eloquently:

"My name is lentils, I am one of the auctioneers of this auction, today's auction will be divided into two parts, from now until six o'clock in the evening, we will continue to auction, the catalogue of this part of the lot has been printed on the back of the invitation, I believe you have seen it, you are welcome to actively participate, this part will be presided over by my colleague, Mr. Buckley."

After saying that, the middle-aged man beside him took a small step forward and bowed again, this Mr. Buckley looked about forty or fifty years old, the blonde hair on his head was neatly combed, each one was close to the scalp, and the two small mustaches between the mouth and nose looked well-groomed, and in appearance, the whole body was impeccable.

Professional, meticulous, and noble, this is in line with the impression of ordinary people on auctioneers, not a goblin clown who is crowned by a monkey.

But the truth seems to be the opposite, and everyone finds that the latter has a higher status.

After the blonde middle-aged man Buckley gestured, he stood back to the side and continued to hand the stage to Goblin Lentil.

"Wait until six o'clock, we will have an hour's rest, then the hall will have a sumptuous food and drink, all free, everyone can enjoy as you like, until seven o'clock, the second part of the auction will begin, that is, the ten most precious lots of today's auction, as for the specific situation, I will keep it secret for the time being, but please rest assured, with the reputation of our Champs-Élysées auction house for fifteen years, this is definitely the last five years, no, the most important auction in the entire empire in the last ten years, okay, I'll leave the rest to Mr. Buckley, and we'll see you in the evening. ”

After saying that, the goblin bowed again and turned away in style, leaving Barkley alone to preside over the next auction.

At this time, there was no more ugly laughter, and everyone was excitedly discussing the news he had just said, and he dared to boast that such a Haikou must be a rare thing to watch that night.

Most of the people standing in the hall are self-aware, knowing that their financial resources are limited, and they can't compare with the big people upstairs, and the evening is purely a lively watch for them, and those who are really qualified to participate in the auction are afraid that they haven't arrived yet.

"I announce that the Champs-Élysées auction has officially begun, and the first lot of the day is a finely forged iron axe from the famous dwarven fortress "Karak Steel Peak" in the mountains on the edge of the world, with a starting price of thirty yuanshi coins......"

Dimensional Stone coins, which first appeared in the society of the Skaven rats, were later circulated on the black market all over the world, and like other coins, they were also one ounce, one equal to ten gold coins.

Barkley stood in front of the podium on the side with a small wooden hammer, replaced by a burly squire, holding a sharp axe in both hands, swinging it twice from time to time.

In a corner across from them, the Brienne trio had no interest in the "performance" on stage, each with their own concerns.

Fitandila's eyes wandered around, looking at the passages in and out and the heavily guarded guards around her, thinking about how to get out of here safest and quickest in the event of a fight.

Amanam Horton stared intently at the three Chaos cultists, the red symbols that flickered on the other party's cuffs always evoked his long and painful memories, as soon as he thought of these, unbearable, humiliation, anger, all kinds of emotions would come to the heart of the Tomb King, his chest was as hot as a red-hot iron, only the blood of the enemy could cool it down, he had been holding it for days, and today was the time to cool down.

Of course, this is only temporary, and it will only be true that it will be over until you have dealt with the Light Mage Egrem yourself.

Unlike her two companions, the blonde mercenary is not concerned with her surroundings, nor with her goals today, nor with the sparkling auction items on the field.

Since the two auctioneers appeared, her attention had been on the goblin named Lentil.

Lentils, goblins, that's right, that's him.

The impeccable expressions and movements, without the hideous and terrifying of ordinary goblins, the right voice and tone, and not as harsh and ugly as ordinary goblins, there is no doubt that these can only be achieved after long, high-intensity training.

It is no wonder that Mr. Lentil will become a member of the "Ruin Council" in the future, and after he managed the "Ruins of the Three Towers", the whole town has grown rapidly, and until someone crosses over, it firmly occupies the top spot of the Empire's black market.

It turns out that he also worked as an auctioneer before he became one of the nine people at the top of this black market pyramid, which is kind of interesting.

Don't forget Brienne's true identity, beneath the tall and charming skin is the soul of a green-skinned man, and when she saw such an interesting kind of person appear in front of her, it naturally aroused her interest.

There are more green skins that can fight and kill, but it's not good to see that the brain is so useful, Brienne unconsciously has the heart to recruit, but it's not time yet, and the top priority is to arrange the "Broken Wheel" people well.

So after the short figure of Lentil disappeared from the stage, Brienne's attention shifted back to the hall, and with the voice of the middle-aged man Buckley and the sale of one lot after another, the atmosphere in the field quickly heated up, but until the end of the auction of the first part, the three Chaos Believers still did not move, and it seemed that their target had not yet appeared.

The characters "Lentils" and "Buckley" are provided by the book friend "Oriental Flashy", and Lao Tie is welcome to continue to contribute, and I will try my best to arrange them.

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