The 6,000-word chapter fills in the update of No. 10. ）

Intentionally or unintentionally, Augustine changed the route of his return journey, and led the empathetic Elizabeth through the Bee Street where the Orange Auction House of the Law was located, and many landowners in the county of Marceau were parked at the gate of the Orange Gate, and almost the top ten family coats of arms of Marceau appeared in front of Augustin today, including of course the blue griffin of the barbarian Greenspan, and the particularly conspicuous rose-red carriage of the Count of Marseille, the number one man in Alpha City, but it was a poster hanging on the Orange Bell Tower of the Law that successfully stopped Augustine, " The daughter of the great heretic 'Zeus' Andrei, the auction began with a Caesar gold coin. ”

An auction house wants to operate for a long time, and can make the stingy snobbish old middle-class aristocrats and discerning aristocrats willing to pay a lot of Caesar tickets, comparable to the top salons of the imperial capital, meticulous and considerate personal butler service, and the crystal chandelier hall hanging from the source of the Zambian river are the most basic requirements.

In addition, it is necessary to come up with auction items that can excite the nobles and nouveau riche every once in a while, it can be an aria-level magic equipment that has been abandoned in another country, it can be a holy sword that cuts off the head of a Titan general, it can be a religious oil painting handed down from the Plantagenet Dynasty and the Principality of the White Rose, or even a cup that Princess Barbara of the Titan Empire has touched her lips once, but the best things that the most interesting and crazy things in the imperial capital are often not these dead things, but living things, jumping around, with a charming little mouth, and a white body that drives men crazy on the goose-down bed。

Alpha City has the largest number of slaves in the middle of the empire, and naturally it has the most precious slaves in the middle of the empire.

Maybe it's a captive of a nobleman from the Titan Empire, or maybe it's a beautiful little Lori who was abducted by the Plantagenet Dynasty, the highest price, of course, is the female elf of the Muse Continent, the mature noblewoman who once held the title of a prominent nobleman and the female relatives of those heretics, especially the last, who can best capture the excitement of the big men in the empire who don't have the physical strength to participate in the southern "holy war", just imagine, as a "pious" Isn't it the greatest piety and loyalty to the faithful, loyal subjects of the Empire, to be able to "serve" their female relatives in bed who should have been thrown into the torture hall of the Sacraments, heretics and devils?

"The Orange Auction is destined to be lively tonight. Augustine sighed.

"Even the distant Muses have heard of the self-proclaimed god heretic Andrei, whose daughter can sell a lot of bundles of Caesar tickets, right?" Elizabeth pouted, she never gave the weak, male or female, the rarest and ridiculous mercy on the Muse.

"A female slave with a better body and no disease can sell a few Caesar gold coins, a beautiful woman from a famous county or province can sell a dozen or twenty gold coins, and those who once had a noble title will be multiplied by at least ten, and a marquise who is extremely unlucky to come to the law strip orange, even if she is older, can probably have a market of 50,000 Caesar gold coins, Andrei's daughter, I don't know what kind of sky-high price it will be in the end. Augustine, who was well versed in the slave trade and auctions, said calmly.

In the past 50 years, the empire has launched no less than ten large-scale holy wars on the southeast coast against the heretics rooted in the Saxon Forest and Sapo Island, I don't know if the heretics are too tenacious, or we should praise the benevolence of the imperial generals and knights, the heresy in the Saxon Forest and the Sapo Islands can always be cut like weeds and then emerge again, but the most significant effect is that the southeast holy war has sent batches of Iron Oak Medal winners to the imperial army that was already a large part behind the Titans, of course, mixed with many noble young masters who relied on their families to symbolically ride horses and carry guns to make merits, but a considerable number of imperial hawk soldiers grew up rapidly, the number of radical young Zhuang factions in the Imperial army is growing more and more, and the fanaticism for bloody war is in no way inferior to the military aristocracy unique to the Titans.

Many members of the Rottonchilde family also participated in the Holy War, and many young knights took the Medal of Honor that made the Imperial Maidens scream, but with the silence of Rottonchild, the Empire no longer invested too much enthusiasm and favor in the knightly upstarts of the Obsidian line.

"Augustine, is it possible that as long as I have 100,000 Caesar gold coins, I can enter the Law Orange?" asked Elizabeth with a wink.

"Yes, but it's just a place. Augustine nodded.

"You wait here for me for a while, and I'll be back shortly. Elizabeth trotted to the Champs-Élysées Witches and left Augustine outside the door of the Orange Auction House.

Soon, Elizabeth ran back to Bee Street with a red face, and threw two bundles of Caesar coupons to the stunned Augustine, at least a huge amount of at least 200,000 Caesar gold coins, Augustine smiled bitterly: "You shouldn't have sold that bottle of 'Vulcan Saliva' to the Pope, right?" According to common sense, only one "hot spring" that replenishes the effect of nuclear weight is the cheapest magic equipment among many conch-level poppy-level gold liquids, such as "Vulcan liquid", which can not only allow the golden puppet to eat, but also make high-level magic scrolls , the price will be at least half or even more higher.

"How could I bear to starve my 'little Milton'!" said Miss Elizabeth, rolling her eyes, "I secretly collected a little collectible that I could take with me when I was a night watchman with you, and I would not sell them until there was a moment. Someday, I'll have that damn little gamma master in the Pope who is a minor in the Irish Book of the Dead obediently spit out the fragments of this Queen's Golden Fleece treasure map!"

"What a rich Miss Elizabeth. Augustine laughed, "In the Pope, she turned out to be a dark alchemist who minored in the Book of the Dead?

"At least high-level. Anyway, for the time being, I am more proficient in gamma art than me, and I will tell you a secret, the alchemist who majored in the Irish Book of the Dead will have a dark gold texture on the middle finger of his right hand, which is a symbol of exchanging contracts with the Gamma Emperor, and the minor is to sign a faith contract with the Gamma Empress, and there will be a string of dark gold ancient Latin symbols on the little finger, so they are not fools and madmen, and they will not learn an Irish Book of the Dead that will be brought into the sacrament ministry if they stretch out their right hand. Elizabeth said absent-mindedly, her eyes straining toward the orange gate of the law.

"The eyes of a cautious woman are really terrifying. Augustine muttered, his eyes at most on the young lady's breasts and thighs, while Elizabeth was already focused on her little finger.

"Augustine, you viciously slander a lady who is willing to lend you 200,000 Caesar gold coins?!" Elizabeth bit Augustine on the thigh.

"I'm sorry, I'm only borrowing 100,000, and you can take the remaining 100,000 into the law orange yourself, I don't want to have an extra 100,000 Caesar gold coins for a doomed auction. Augustine grabbed little Lori by the neck and tore her mouth away from his thigh, Miss Elizabeth's teeth were unusually sharp, and her lower mouth was never merciless, so Augustine's thighs had unsurprisingly left half a circle of tooth marks, and the robe woven by the monastery of Maidaiola was very durable, and if it weren't for the saliva and teeth of a certain lady, Augustine's robe would undoubtedly be much newer and brighter.

"Then you accompany me in, and I will lend you 100,000 Caesar gold coins for interest, how about it, very fair?" Elizabeth has a businessman's face that is not disgusting, this is a qualified housekeeper, and she cares about everyone, even if the shabby priest in front of her is the guy who is willing to give her a bottle of "Vulcan saliva" when she is penniless.

"Can you promise not to get into trouble?" Augustine said with a headache.

"Swear in the name of the Most High Saman. Elizabeth said with a very serious face.

Augustine, who really needed the bundle of Caesar gold coins, walked helplessly to the auction hall of the orange of the law, and Elizabeth, whose delicate body was hiding in the spacious black robe, danced with joy, and as soon as Augustine turned her head, she immediately stopped her movements with a ladylike lightning, lowered her head, and followed quietly.

A bundle of Caesar gold coins is more useful than ten carriages or any flashy noble titles, Augustine and Elizabeth entered the law of orange unimpeded, and led the way by the waiter to a remote location in the hall on the first floor, the overall light of the hall was slightly dim, Augustine had studied the casino, and knew that the light setting inside the casino was very elegant, and too soft or too bright would cause a certain degree of customer loss.

"I'm going to the Noble Hall on the third floor!" said Elizabeth, who was curled up in a chair.

"Then you make a few more trips to the 'Pope', then all the little secrets I don't know about you will be sold cheaply, and we can go to the second floor to drink the best red wine, and maybe we can set you a sumptuous peacock feast." Augustine laughed.

Elizabeth hid in her black robe and gritted her teeth.

A clever nouveau riche may have the money to buy works by obscure artists or precious codexes of theologians to decorate the façade, and decorate the auction room with non-golden tones far from the impression of gold, but it is difficult to dare to support the whole venue with a complete set of pure Plantagenet style ornaments, because the Plantagenet style has not been the mainstream of the Holy Empire, and it is often difficult to match things that match it, such as an amethyst chandelier from the Plantagenet court workshop, You can't use the most popular Trojan style jewelry to cater to it, even the Baroque style known as the golden oil may not be flattering, but the law strip orange did it, Augustine heard the fat man say that the strip orange was jointly opened by the Count of Marseille and a big businessman in the south who made a fortune from the war, one made connections, the other paid, Augustine did not believe that a fancy owner of a carriage could create a deep gold-finch fancy auction, and was a little curious about the true identity of the rich man who resold the war bootlegg.

Not long after the auction began, an ongoing auction revolved around a red Inquisitor glove for the Night's Watch, which would not be used to consume the patience of the rich in high-end auction houses, after all, those things are good and the prices are not cheap, but a place similar to the Champs-Elysée Witch Street can catch a handful, and it will not stimulate customers with more and more tricky appetites.

Augustine stepped out of the Vedeola and entered the Night's Watch under the giant Teutonic leader, the guardian of the night of the Empire, fighting everywhere and accumulating the "Faith Points" created by Lord Liesshield, the Holy Spearhead, unlike the meticulous but almost traceless "Source of Faith" of the Imperial Knight system, the Sacriacist Order, the "Ladder of Faith" of the Inquisition, which is the Divine Inquisition It is a very real set of promotion system, complete the task, get merit, you can accumulate the corresponding point card, you can choose to advance, to perform more dangerous and more promising challenges, you can also keep faith points for relative comfort survival, exchange for a variety of rich props in the ruling, or the most direct money and women.

And Augustine, a poor creature who is so downtrodden that he needs to borrow usury from Miss Elizabeth, is one of the most astonishing and fastest monsters who have accumulated faith points in the 50 years of the Inquisition, with the help of the sleeping prince-level immortal servant Dimeter and his trading partner Queen Elizabeth, Augustine led his descendant Red Glove troops to fight frantically against human heretics and dark species in the north of the empire, occasionally jumping to the west to start a strangulation-style pursuit and counter-pursuit with the hidden organization lurking in the Pope's Hall on the border of the empire, and finally the little butcher Augustine had the last laugh, and the red gloves he cultivated single-handedly seemed to be lostSome speculate that it was the Teutons' dissatisfaction with Augustine's "eyebrows" with some of the great nobles, and some well-wishers swore that the Holy Spearhead wanted to strangle the most glaring red glove of the Imperial Night's Watch.

The truth is in the hands of the fourth dark giant of the empire, who sits in the lowest position in the auction hall of the law.

Elizabeth was only curious about the atmosphere of the human auction house, and about the unfortunate "daughter of Zeus". So when she became familiar with the noisy atmosphere of the auction hall, Andrei's daughter, who was supposed to have been captured in the holy war, refused to appear, so she could only cover her little head with her cloak and doze off.

In the end, she simply jumped into Augustine's arms and fell into a deep sleep.

Finally, after Elizabeth drooled Augustine's saliva, the "daughter of Zeus" was brought to the auction table located in the center of the hall in the boiling water, and the French orange had an interesting little detail, the cylindrical auction table could be raised and lowered, and as the price of the auction item climbed, the cylindrical building would rise with it, like the "daughter of Zeus" The previous auction item was a duchess who had been exiled from the Duchy of Vincennes to the Holy Empire, although the title of duke of a small country was far inferior to that of a Count of the Holy Empire, but the duchess was young and beautiful, and had an aristocratic temperament that could not be disguised, and the unlucky Duke of Vincennes did not have much time to go to bed to overdraft his wife's youth and beauty, so she was raised to a staggering 180,000 Caesar gold coins, which was enough for a small local nobleman to live half of his life very comfortably, so the column rose to a position almost parallel to the second floor.

But when the final finale lot was shouted for the first time, it was 200,000 gold coins.

On the first floor, many of the small aristocrats who came purely to join in the fun and the second- and third-rate nouveau riche of Marceau, whose pockets were not full, began to remain silent.

Bidding at auction is also an esoteric science, and no one wants to break the bank to compete with a big man for a toy that is so humble as to be put on the auction floor, no matter whose daughter she is.

Standing on the column stood a young woman in a white robe, 15 centimeters taller than the average Imperial woman, which meant that she was as tall as Augustine, which meant that she had a slender figure that would make male creatures fall into heat, especially a pair of beautiful legs that could easily trap an old nobleman between the beautiful beds.

What's more, she is Andrei's daughter and the only legitimate heir of the "Savior", one of the three major heretical organizations in the south of the empire!

Competition on the second floor was fierce, and it soon soared from 200,000 to 370,000 Caesar gold coins that made ordinary rich people smack.

It seems that in addition to the imperial capital and Marceau County, there are also many wealthy people from other places with a keen sense of smell who rushed over and wanted to spend a lot of money.

When a certain aristocratic young man on the third floor came to the railing with a wine glass and directly shouted out 500,000 Caesar gold coins, the hall was quiet for a moment.

500,000 gold coins, in the eyes of ordinary nobles, is enough to make them full of spring at night, imagine how magnificent it is to have one or two thousand Humbertshire stunners and Cruzo blonde white girls in a circle and enjoy them. In the eyes of the mage, it is a small mountain of gold that can buy 50 pieces of praise-level entry equipment, mages, especially in the high-level field, are the most money-burning professions, and even if a human woman is in the hands of a powerful alchemist, in addition to that insignificant lust, at most she can only create a puppet of acceptable value, or extract some rare elements.

"550,000. "A blonde man who had not participated in the bidding in the corner of the 2nd floor shouted softly, the voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, the law orange stipulates that one attendant can be carried on the first floor, 3 on the second floor, and the noble hall on the 3rd floor is simply unlimited. But this burly and mediocre man has only one servant behind him, and the only thing that is more unusual is that the middle-aged thin servant has a full 4 Solomon-style swords that are only popular in the Titan Empire around his waist, and the sword body is more slender and the blade is sharper.

The military budget of the Holy Empire is about 24 million Caesar coins a year, and the richest nobles in an ordinary county province basically have a net worth of 800 to 10 million, and the number one wealthy nobleman in a county like Marceau is naturally more, and the Count of Marseille in an Alpha City is said to have three million Caesar gold coins in the hands of the big banker McDowell, but no matter which city in the empire, 550,000 gold coins is a huge amount of money.

“60。 The handsome nobleman on the third floor took a sip of wine and smiled.

Many people downstairs know him, Greenspan's third heir to the throne who has just successfully won a Yellow Sunflower Military Medal from the south of the Empire, the young but arrogant Viscount Steve, a graduate of the Royal Knight Academy of the Empire, a lieutenant in the Dragoons, one of the two major knights of the Empire, and the pride of the younger generation of the Empire.

The dazzling yellow sunflower medal on his chest was in some cases more respectful and eye-catching than the griffin family crest.

Augustine said to himself, "It's 600,000 gold coins instead of 60 copper plates." ”

“70。 "A noble man on the third floor opposite Greenspan casually shouted the price.

Prices continue to climb, and the column on which the "Daughter of Zeus" stands keeps rising, already almost parallel to the 3rd floor.

The Count of Marseille, who was sitting in the gloom of the aristocratic hall on the third floor, was full of red light, squinted his eyes, and muttered to himself: "Proud noble young masters, use your strength to defend the dignity of your family!"

When the arrogant yellow sunflower winner shouted the price of 1 million, which had exceeded the family budget, the handsome face could no longer maintain the elegance and composure it had at first, and was slightly hideous and gloomy.

Just when the opponent was about to continue to raise the price, the "daughter of Zeus", who had been silent, spoke: " In addition to being Andrei's daughter, I am also a sealed grand knight and an arcane who is equivalent to level 11 of your Imperial Magic Association, no matter who can buy me with filthy Caesar gold coins today, as long as I can kill a high-ranking heir of the Rothonchild family, I will give you a qualified heir, and if you can kill Augustine Rothchild, I, Hera Bolsefol, will give you all my soul!"

The audience was in an uproar.

Everyone, including members of the Greenspan family, was shocked by this unbelievable truth.

In the Empire, judging whether a magician is a genius depends on whether he or she can reach the level 10 great magician threshold before the age of 20, and if he or she can take off the tulip badge before the age of 20, it proves that he (she) has a great possibility to enter the royal magician class, and even create an immortal chapter.

So how rare is it for a young level 11 great mage to be a great knight?

And the excellent offspring she gave birth to will naturally be excellent heirs.

The Count of Marseille, who was already preparing to sleep on Caesar's ticket tonight, laughed proudly, of course he knew why the "daughter of Zeus" had a great hatred for Rotonchild, because there was a dead fat man from Rotonchild's side who almost destroyed the entire "Savior" with a despicable conspiracy, and she was the trophy of the freckled fat knight, but she was later transferred to the hands of the Orange, during which it was naturally the arms dealer partner of the Count of Marseille who was doing tricks.

Augustine's eyes widened and his expression was innocent, and the gloating Elizabeth snickered: "Congratulations, Young Master Augustine, you have one more enemy. ”

Augustine's middle finger tapped the staff of Titan's dragon's eye, and said coldly: "The sealed great knight and the great magician, a woman who wants to fight me for no reason, it seems that it is not only against me, but also against the whole of Rotonchild." ”

Elizabeth knew Augustine's "cute" little habit, covered her mouth and said, "Are you going to kill that neurotic woman in front of most of the rich nobles in Marceau County?!"