This is the end of the matter.

As Martin was about to leave, he noticed something more awkward.

The multicolored opal he used to photograph Sician has become a gentleman's hat on his head, which not only means that he can't take Sician away, but he may also face a fine for breach of contract.

Just as he was about to ask Hines for help, a black-clad waiter came to inform him that the person in charge of the Sunflower Carriage, the fat gentleman who had the treasure token before, Pleis, wanted to see him alone.

He followed the waiter to a spacious office on the third floor of the auction house, where the waiter closed the door and left, while Pleschis sat in a straight-legged ladder-back chair made of walnut, looking through a notepad with his glasses.

"Mr. Martin."

Seeing Martin come in, Pleice the Fat put down his notebook, smiled and invited Martin to sit at his desk, and said to him:

"Thanks to your help in this incident, [Sunflower Carriage] was spared the loss."

"As it just happens, we were able to get out mainly thanks to the intelligence of Mr. Horn and Miss Anne."

Martin couldn't figure out the purpose of the fat man in charge of calling him, and he hadn't told anyone about the loss of the colorful opal, so he habitually weakened his presence to avoid attracting unnecessary attention.

"Humility is a gentleman's virtue." Plesches pushed his glasses.

"But we cannot ignore your contributions, and Mr. Hines and Sir Horn have praised you for your performance in this incident, including Miss Anne."

"She kept emphasizing to us that without you, I'm afraid no one would have come back alive."

"Therefore, Viscount Pound, who was sent by the [Garden of Eden] headquarters to deal with this incident, specially instructed me to express my gratitude to you."

After Plesis finished speaking, he looked at Martin, his fat face squeezed out a smile, and said to Martin gently:

"It may be a bit abrupt, but I take the liberty of asking, is there anything you've been looking for lately?"

The smile on his face was very gentle and polite, giving the impression that he was not the head of this huge auction house, but more like a conscientious bank clerk.

Martin was very calm on the surface in the face of this fat gentleman's sudden enthusiasm, but he still had some doubts in his heart.

"This gesture is not just a simple expression of gratitude, is it a wooing? Or is it a temptation—" He thought to himself, and after a short thought, he had his own answer.

"There's something I really need to talk to you about." Martin sat upright, showing a serious side.

"Oh? What's the matter? Pleishis was interested.

"I'm sorry to say that. At the morning auction I bought a multicolored opal for the price of an item, but in the process of escaping the [screaming tent], the opal was accidentally lost by me. ”

Martin said with some guilt.

"Colorful opals? I had heard of the transaction, and the subject matter was the youngest daughter of King Dzose, the Miss Shishian. ”

Pleis's eyes seemed to light up.

"It's okay, Mr. Martin. You can pay with other gems of the same value or Holy Light Coins. ”

The fat man replied with a smile without the slightest hesitation.

"Sorry, I don't have any of that at the moment." Martin's voice was calm, but it was actually a little weak.

"In that case... Things are a little tricky. Plechis said, putting his hand under his broad chin.

"Under normal circumstances, we need to take back the subject matter, and the defaulter needs to pay some fees for breach of contract for [Sunflower Carriage], but your situation is a bit special..."

Plechis said as he thought about something.

"Look at it."

The fat gentleman said after thinking for a moment, his attitude becoming a little playful.

"The default handling process of the auction is uniformly formulated by [Garden of Eden], and even if I am the person in charge of this [Sunflower Carriage], I cannot change it."

"But if you're an auction house insider, it's a different story."

Plesis looked at Martin with a smile on his lips that was bright but always felt like he was hiding a conspiracy.

"You can join us, sign a contract with [Sunflower Carriage], and become our employee, so that your salary is the guarantee of repaying the price code of the subject matter, and naturally it is not a breach of contract."

"Although this treatment is a bit special, I believe it can be won from the headquarters."

"It's equivalent to me borrowing a sum of money from the auction house and repaying it in the form of remuneration?"

Martin immediately figured out what was at stake, and couldn't help but sigh that this fat man was really an unscrupulous capitalist.

"You understand it very correctly." The fat man smiled.

"On your terms, I think you are a perfect fit to join the Shepherds' Club, which is owned by the auction house. If you wish, based on the average pay of the club's regular staff, you only need to..."

He opened the notebook in his hand again, looked at the dense traces of calculations on one of the pages, and said to Martin:

"Seven years, seven years at most, and you'll be able to pay off the auction debt. Miss Xixian can join you on the job, and the Sunflower Carriage will not interfere with her personal freedom. ”

As if at last he had said what he wanted to say the most, the smile on his lips grew wider and wider, and he went on to Martin:

"It's important that we don't charge you any fees for extension or default during this time."

"Mr. Hines will also serve as your immediate leader."

When Plechis finished in one breath, he closed the book and asked Martin:

"Look, how about this plan?"

"What if I refuse?" Martin asked tentatively.

Joining the club will undoubtedly bring more battles, which means a greater risk of exposure for him at the moment.

"Then you need to pay for this auction."

Plechis leaned back in his chair.

"In view of your help to the [Sunflower Carriage] this time, we can make appropriate relaxation of the time for your payment, and even waive the liquidated damages for a certain period of time, but I am afraid that you still need to pay the price of the subject matter as agreed."

Plesis looked at Martin and said in a formulaic tone.

"But there's one thing, I don't know if you've noticed."

The fat man turned his words around, and he turned a ring encrusted with rubies on his left hand, and said casually:

"That fake Maria seems to be interested in you."

"She's from the [Dawn and Dusk Fortress], and she also has a certain connection to the [Golden Tail Academy], these two names you should have heard of, they are not a friendly organization."

"It's not a good thing to get the attention of both at the same time."

"And if you join the Sunflower Carriage, you have the protection of the Garden of Eden, and you don't have to worry about her revenge at all."

The fat gentleman smiled, and his words revealed his concern for Martin, as if he was genuinely good for Martin.

"And, from a private point of view, I can give you a piece of advice."

"Although I don't know which object you used to 'fictionalize' this [actor's face] on your face, in my experience, it already has the characteristics of [activation]."

"And [Activation] is a negative effect that must be paid attention to when using the 'Split' ability of the 'Chariot' deck."

"Be careful not to be swallowed up by the betrayal that comes with division."

Pleishis said quietly.

Martin was stunned for a moment when the man in front of him mentioned [Activation], and he did feel that something was wrong with this mask in the past two days, especially when dealing with those werewolves.

Plesis seemed to notice Martin's reaction, and he said with a smile:

"You don't seem to know about [Activation]."

"But you don't have to worry too much, the [Shepherds' Club] will do a mental intervention and decontamination treatment on the club members once a month, and this process can effectively prevent the activation of your [actor's face]."

"I think you can think twice about whether you want to join."

Plechis crossed his hands in a casual posture and looked at Martin with a slight smile, confident in what he had said.

"I'm wondering if you've said this to a lot of people."

Instead of giving a direct answer, Martin continued:

"You seem to be very confident that you can convince me."

"[Garden of Eden] has always valued talents."

Pleschis gives a simple explanation, the posture remains the same.

"Nope."

Martin shook his head.

"It's not because of this."

"After I expressed my intention to refuse, you can do everything according to the rules, at most give me some discounts and discounts as you said, but you still want to win me over, which surprises me."

"Of course, this can be very reasonably understood to mean that you are more curious and satisfied with me, but it can also be understood that you have other plans."

"I can't help but start to suspect that the purpose of your coming to me is probably to win me over in the first place."

"But an auction house that values profits, an institution that is well-known in Kavides and even the entire Mir continent, there is no reason to spend so much effort on such a small role as me that the head of a branch can be a lobbyist."

"Even if you add your so-called Hines and Horn's recommendation."

Martin said slowly.

"But if it's not because of me, then what?"

"I think it has something to do with our experience at [Scream Tent]."

"The most special thing about this experience is that we entered the legendary [Dark Side of the Moon]."

Martin noticed that Plehis's eyebrows twitched when he mentioned the "dark side of the moon", a natural reaction of the man's muscles when he was surprised.

This reaction betrayed Pleis, and Martin understood that he should have touched the truth behind it, and he continued:

"On the other end of the tent is the [Dark Side of the Moon], you should already know, this news may be from Mr. Horn, or Anne or William, but it doesn't matter."

"The important thing is that you know through their descriptions that I can communicate with the werewolves of the Dark Side of the Moon, and that should be what you really care about."

"So."

Martin stared sharply at the fat man across the desk, and instead asked:

"What do you want from the Dark Side of the Moon?"