When Joseph Conrad, whose eyes were red, gritted his teeth and quoted the sky-high price of 2,000 gold coins, the originally noisy auction hall was silent.

"This guy is crazy......"

"Bet on a bottle of Frost Ridge Village's twenty-five-year-old wine, and the youngest son of the Conrad family will definitely not be able to afford this gold coin."

"If you want to drink, just say it, if you really want to gamble, you might as well change the object to that young girl."

"Oh? It's a bit interesting, how to bet? ”

"Bet on whether she'll be able to walk away after this fall auction."

"What about the bets?"

"Your Frost Ridge Village, those few Portugalettes in my hands are exclusive."

"I knew you were waiting for me here...... But I'd love to see how much that girl can do in Portugalette. ”

"Then we'll see."

The whispers of the two people in the front row of the VIP seat did not affect the arrogance of Joseph Conrad at this moment, who had climbed to the peak.

"Plus! Why don't you add it! The young nobleman who tugged at his collar smirked, "Don't you like price increases very much?" Well? And more! ”

"From Mr. Baron Joseph Conrad's offer, two thousand gold coins, may I ask if there is anyone else who wants to increase the price?"

Florentino, the auctioneer who felt his throat astringent, swallowed.

"Two thousand gold coins at a time."

"Two thousand gold coins twice."

"Two thousand gold coins three times."

"Deal!"

"We would like to thank Baron Joseph Conrad for your great support of our auction, but given that the bids were so intense that we had to suspend the auction in order to verify the situation, and to ask all the dignitaries present to be calm."

Joseph Conrad's face turned pale as paper.

"Dear Monsieur Baron, your bid for the second lot today is exaggerated, and in order to ensure the safety of the auction, I would like to invite you here on behalf of the auction house." "The deposit for the VIP seats is two hundred gold coins, which is usually convincing enough, but today your bid is ten times that amount, so I'm sorry and need to prove your ability to pay." ”

Considering that the other party was a nobleman with the title of baron, the treasurer was as polite as the butler of the other party's family at the moment.

"Isn't my reputation worth two thousand gold coins?" The young nobleman in the vest who was in a cold sweat pulled the corners of his mouth far-fetched.

"Please understand that the price of 2,000 gold coins is only about a dozen such lots in each autumn auction."

"If this number is exceeded, even the old customers of our auction house will have to come here to prove their ability to pay, I hope you will understand."

"What if I don't want to?"

"The only proof of your ability to pay is the deposit of two hundred gold coins." The treasurer smiled apologetically, "I think if you insist on not being willing to prove it, then all your bids on that lot just now will be declared invalid......"

After shock, anger, and loss, Joseph Conrad finally reluctantly accepted the auction house's solution.

As he was leaving, he looked back in the direction of the VIP seats, his eyes almost like a beast that wanted to choose a man to devour.

"Due to a slight problem on the part of Mr. Baron Joseph Conrad, we will be resuming the auction of books related to magic at a later date, and the starting price will still be twenty gold coins."

So said Florentino, the auctioneer who returned to the presiding position.

The lady of the head of the court, who was enchanting in the VIP seat, smiled without a trace when she heard the words, and secretly dispelled in her heart the idea of inviting the young nobleman to please her in every possible way.

"Twenty gold coins."

When the cold young girl's offer sounded again, no one in the entire auction hall dared to bid against her.

After several twists and turns, the young girl did not make an offer for the next few lots, much to the disappointment of many bidders who were still waiting for the excitement of the book.

As we all know, there are only a certain number of lots in the autumn auction every year, and there is generally a certain number of lots that will be sold by powerful and wealthy people.

As for these guys who have a lot of money in Portugalette but are far from being first-class, they are at best just an invitation to join in the fun, and it is rare for the old men in the VIP seats to tear their faces and end up pinching each other like today, and it is not in vain.

As for picking up leaks? Just think about it.

When Florentino auctioned the enchanted sword he had in hand, worn by a duke who had been destroyed by the kingdom more than sixty years ago, to an earl in the third row of the VIP seat for 2,300 gold coins, the auctioneer announced an intermission and would resume the auction an hour later.

At the same time, a waiter from a famous auction hall quietly came to the young girl in the front row of the VIP table and stuffed the note in his hand covertly.

It was only after the waiter had stepped out of the distance as if nothing had happened that the girl glanced at the contents of the note in her hand.

"Did you send the news?"

In the corner outside the auction hall, the person in charge of the auction hall grabbed the waiter who had just handed out the note and asked.

"Send it to the adult, and you can confirm that the adult has seen it."

"Are you sure?"

"Sure." The waiter, who didn't know why, hurriedly added, "I saw the adult see it with my own eyes before leaving." ”

"That's good."

"Then what happens next, you know what to do."

"You know, today I've been staying at my job and I've never done anything else that wasn't related to work."

"It's good to know."

The waiter, who had two more gold coins in the inner pocket of his shirt, carried the tray and returned to his work with joy.

And the person in charge of the auction house who entrusted the waiter to deliver the news was bitter.

Hopefully Joseph Conrad will be able to keep some sanity later......

As the person in charge of the auction house, he knew the identity of the girl in the front row of the VIP seat, and the seller who could offer extremely valuable and rare lots would also be treated as a guest of honor by the auction house.

He didn't think a lucky adventurer could bargain with an angry Joseph Conrad......

"Sir! Mr! ”

The waiter, who had just walked away at this moment, hurriedly ran back: "That lord, that lord ......"

"The adult didn't stay in her seat, she walked out!"

"Idiot!" The person in charge of the auction house suddenly changed his face, grabbed the waiter's collar and scolded, "If something happens to the adults in the VIP seat at the door of the auction hall, don't say it's you, I'll have to roll up and leave!" ”

"I ......."