Drinking juice and lying on the soft back chair, Gray and the others leisurely waited for the auction to begin, but it was not the auction that they were waiting for first.

Bang, bang, bang!

There was a knock on the door, and with Viscount Fergus's permission, one of the two maids opened the door of the private room, and four men entered the private room.

The first of the four was a man of medium stature with short gray hair.

Next to him was a beautiful middle-aged woman in a gown, with long blond hair and a slight curvature.

Behind them were a young man in his early 20s, and a teenager who should be about the same age as Ellis, both of whom had the same gray hair.

"Viscount Fergus, long time no see!"

The man at the head smiled slightly, greeted Viscount Fergus, and suddenly gave people a feeling of spring breeze.

"Viscount Locke, it's been a long time!"

Viscount Fergus stood up with Gray and the others, and also greeted the gray-haired man.

"Viscount Fergus is getting stronger and stronger, and the battle two months ago surprised us!"

Viscount Locke quipped.

"When I greeted Viscount Oliver just now, his face was not good."

"Viscount Locke said with a smile, that battle can be won, and there is a lot of luck."

Viscount Fergus smiled faintly.

"This should be Gray. Fergus, right? ”

Viscount Locke looked at Gray and smiled softly.

"I've seen Viscount Locke!"

Gray stepped forward and performed a standard aristocratic manner.

"Don't be restrained, just call me Uncle Locke, these are my two sons, Alver and Morey, you can communicate more when you have time in the future."

Viscount Locke pointed to a young man in his 20s and another teenager.

"I will."

Gray smiled politely and nodded slightly to the two of them, but there was an inexplicable hint of vigilance in his heart.

Viscount Locke always had a smile like a spring breeze on his face, and his words were gentle, giving people a feeling of being very easy to get along with, but Gray always felt a faint sense of disobedience, as if he saw a man in a mask acting.

I couldn't say why, it was just an inexplicable feeling, which made him not very sure.

"The auction is almost here, so we're leaving!"

Finally, they said hello to Gray and the others, and the four of them said goodbye and left.

The door of the private room was closed again, and Viscount Fergus did not go straight back to the fur seat, but looked at Gray and said solemnly.

"Be careful of this man, don't be deceived by his affable appearance, and don't believe anything he says."

"I see."

Gray nodded solemnly, sure enough, his previous feeling was not wrong, this person really had a problem, otherwise Viscount Fergus would not have warned so solemnly.

On the other side, Viscount Locke returned to the private room with a smile on his face, waved away the two maids in the private room, and then the smile on his face disappeared as if his face had changed.

"That Gray. Fergus, what do you think? ”

"It's not simple, based on the age of the other party, it's too old!"

Alfer, a young man in his early 20s, said with a slight frown.

"Big brother, you think too highly of him."

The other teenager, Morey, shook his head, his face full of disdain.

"In my opinion, Lao Cheng is just pretending, and when he encounters an emergency, I am afraid that his true form will be revealed immediately."

"But I don't think he's the same as those who pretend to be teenagers."

Young Alfer still holds his point.

"What's the difference? I didn't see it anyway—"

"Okay, there is no need to jump to conclusions too early, pay more attention to the news about him in the future, what kind of person he is, sooner or later it will be clear."

Viscount Locke waved his hand to stop the argument between the two.

"But his cultivation talent is beyond doubt, Morey, I'm afraid this person will become your competitor in the future, how is it, is there pressure?"

Of the two Locke brothers, the most gifted is not the eldest brother Elfer, but the younger Morey.

"Father, don't worry, I will definitely become a berserker sooner than him!"

Morey's face was full of confidence.

"I'm glad you have this confidence, but don't be impatient."

Viscount Locke nodded, then looked at young Elver again.

"Bernal. Fergus is still in Giethoorn, and I think there is something unusual about this, so you let the spies lurking in Viscount Fergus take a closer look. ”

"Yes, Father!"

Young Alver nodded.

More than ten minutes later, someone finally appeared on the auction table on the first floor, which was illuminated by several rune lights.

A beautiful woman wearing a rose red dress with a long slit on the side of the red dress, revealing a fair-skinned long leg, walked to the front with gentle steps.

She has wavy black curls, bright red lips, and a face that can be called beautiful.

The low-cut red dress reveals a large area of whiteness, the chest is extremely full, and the waist is extremely slender.

This is a very seductive woman.

"Hello everyone, I'm Auctioneer Anne, and I'm going to be hosting this auction, so thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule."

"This is the fourth auction this year held by Ford Auction House, and I hope you will all be able to auction the lot you like this time."

At this point, she paused slightly and said jokingly.

"I also know that you want to see the auction item more than the little woman, so I won't sell it, please serve the first lot!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire auction hall burst into a commotion, and many men shouted words such as "I want to see you more" and "we just came to see you", which made the atmosphere of the whole auction lively.

On the auction table, a tall woman wearing a long skirt with side slits stepped forward with a long wooden box in her hands and placed the wooden box on the auction table in front of the auctioneer Anne.

Anne, the auctioneer, stretched out her slender and white fingers, pulled the buckle of the wooden box, opened the wooden box, and suddenly a long sword with black iron and wood as the scabbard appeared in front of everyone.

She took the sword out of the wooden box, held the scabbard in her left hand, and drew it in her right hand.

Click!

The long sword was unsheathed, and under the illumination of the rune lamp, a sword with a bright body appeared, and the material characteristics were the same as the swords given to Gray and Ellis by Viscount Fergus.

"The sword is one and a half meters long and five centimeters wide, and it is practiced by a skilled refiner after a hundred practices, and it belongs to the best of the hundred training weapons."

The slender white hand gently caressed the blade of the sword, and the auctioneer Anne said with an elegant smile.

"A good weapon, definitely the second life of a warrior, the starting price is fifty silver coins, and the price must not be less than ten silver coins each time, and the auction will start now."

As the auctioneer Andy's voice fell, the sound of bidding suddenly sounded in the stepped seats on the first floor of the auction house.

"I'll give out 60 silver coins."

"80 credits."

"90 credits."

"A gold coin."

……

"Two gold coins and ten silver coins, okay, deal, congratulations on your auction of this Bailian fine weapon."

Auctioneer Anne said in a sweet voice.

Eventually, the sword was auctioned off by a short but stout man for two gold and ten silver coins, and from the beginning to the end, there was no intention of bidding in the private rooms on the second floor.

Obviously, a Hundred Lian Sword was not worth their bid at all, and even with their connections, they could buy it directly from the refiner at a more reasonable price, and the price would not be as inflated as at the auction.

Like Viscount Fergus last time he took out two at once, it is obvious that he should have bought them in bulk.

"The last time I read the book, there are thousands of exercises after a hundred practices, I don't know what this thousand training weapons are? Will this auction take place? ”

As for the general refining method of a hundred and a thousand weapons, Gray had seen in a miscellaneous book, and it was said that the metal used to refine the weapon was repeatedly folded and hammered.

If the number of effective folding and hammering reaches 100 times, it is a 100-refining weapon, and the effective folding and hammering number of 1,000 times is a 100-practice weapon.

The description may seem simple, but in fact it requires not only extremely exquisite refining skills, but also special hammering methods.

A refiner who can refine a hundred refining weapons is already a good hand among refiners, and as for those who can refine a thousand refining weapons, only a top refiner can do it.

Because of this, this weapon is extremely precious, and it can be auctioned for more than two gold coins in one hand, a price that ordinary civilians cannot afford to accumulate for a lifetime of wealth.

"However, the Thousand Training Weapon is not the apex of this world's weapons......"

Gray naturally did not forget the existence of magic weapons, after all, Viscount Fergus had a magic weapon with a cyan color.

It is said that this kind of magic weapon is a weapon that is refined on the basis of thousands of trainings, adding special magic metals and special refining processes.

After refining, they often have some special abilities, such as increasing the sharpness of the weapon, such as increasing the speed of swinging the sword, such as attaching fire damage to the weapon, and so on.

Adding different magic metals, or different refining processes, will make the final weapon have different abilities, and it can be said that a hundred refiners can refine a hundred magic weapons.

The refiner who has mastered the method of refining magical weapons and can refine magical weapons is called a master of refining, and his status is extremely high, although he does not have an actual title, but he is extremely respected by the nobles.

"I don't know what kind of ability Viscount Fergus possesses in that magic weapon?"

Shaking his head, Gray didn't think much about it and continued to pay attention to the auction.

"A second lot, please."

A hundred refining long sword was finally sold at the price of two gold coins and ten silver coins, and the auctioneer Anne was obviously quite satisfied, she clapped her hands, and in the backstage of the auction table, a woman wearing the same long skirt as before walked out.

The woman was also tall, but she was no longer the same woman she had been, and she held a tray with a small square patterned wooden box in the tray.

Holding up the wooden box with one hand, Anne opened the wooden box, revealing its contents.

It was two stud-shaped pieces of jewelry, one end of which was thin metal, and the other end was a small purple crystal, reflecting a faint purple light under the light of the rune lamp.