Everything around has returned to its original arrangement, and the black fog space has disappeared.

"Lady Frey? Ms. Frey? At the sound of a hurried call, Frey regained consciousness and saw the guest opposite smiling at her, only to remember that it was working time.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Leon, I may have been resting too little lately, and I've lost my mind." Frey hurriedly picked up the cup in front of her, took a sip of black tea, and whispered to herself, "Didn't you dream just now?" ”

"Work belongs to work, we still have to pay more attention to rest, and the body is the capital of the revolution." Leon smiled and retrieved the statue.

"Is the body the capital of the revolution? You are really humorous, Mr. Leon, I have not heard such words. ”

Frey put the cup back on the table and smiled, "I haven't looked at this statue carefully, do I need to continue to identify it for you?" ”

Still want to continue the appraisal?

It seems that Frey did not notice that there was a problem with the statue.

Leon had seen the effect of the statue on her, and if she hadn't pulled it into her destiny in time, the consequences could have been dire.

But it's also strange that this statue has been on its body for so long, and it has not had any effect on itself or even the crew of the landlubber?

Why did Frey just take it in her hand and observe it briefly.

From Frey's reaction just now, it can be seen that this statue has some kind of extraordinary power, and this extraordinary power has the same adverse effect as the Pandia Music Box, and it is very likely that it is a god-forsaken thing!

"As I remember, this statue is just a normal object, and it doesn't need to be identified." Leon politely replied, and he put the statue back in his bag.

Since it didn't have any impact on himself before, it shouldn't be a big problem to put it on his body for the time being, and when he has the opportunity to find a three-star appraiser to try to identify, but when he thought of the price of a three-star appraiser, Leon couldn't help but feel a pain in his flesh, "The appraisal fee of 50 Shafan coins!" Too extravagant, too extravagant! ”

Although I understand that the statue in my hand is very dangerous, I am definitely reluctant to throw it, as long as it has no impact on myself, I will definitely have the opportunity to exchange it for money in the future.

There is nothing more dangerous than being poor!

"Okay, Mr. Leon, all the items have been identified, I took a look, except for the horn of Swarn Courage, if you sell all the other items, the income will be around 36 Shafan coins, you see if you want to arrange the sale for you, there is no charge for non-auction items, and we will buy them directly by our Sheldon Chamber of Commerce." After receiving the response, Frey replied professionally, pulling out a slip from the pile of papers next to her as she spoke. "This is a sales order, if you believe my identification, you can sign your name in the lower right corner, and fill in the sale price column with 37 Shafan coins, and I will get you this price."

Leon glanced at the form slightly, made sure it was correct, and wrote down the price and name.

Leon chose to believe that this girl was not hasty, he had seen Frey's past, this is a girl with principles and dreams, such a person will not ruin his future because of a little cheapness, not to mention that this is her first evaluation, so he should give corresponding encouragement.

Although the Black Mist Space has already encouraged it once!

Leon Lisso filled out the form and handed it back to Frey.

"You, you trust me so much?" Frey took the filled form a little incredulously, she didn't expect the other party to choose to believe in herself so directly, you know, it is common for them to meet customers and change several different appraisers at the same time, and no one can say who the final deal will be.

"This is a recognition of your work, believe me, with your ability, you will definitely be able to become an excellent appraiser." Leon smiled back.

"Thank you very much for this recognition!" Frey's body shook slightly, and this feeling seemed similar!

The feeling of being suddenly recognized is indescribably comfortable. Could it really be the blessing of the Black Mist Supreme that brought me good luck? Praise be to you, O High of the Black Mist, I am your devout believer Frey. Boyle.

As Fremo read it, Leon felt a warm current rush through his brain, the same feeling as on the landlubber echoed in his mind at once, but it was fleeting.

Leon didn't think much of it, and took the Swarin Horn of Courage out of the pile, "Can I try to auction this?" ”

"Of course, I'll arrange it for you." Frey put the form away, quickly got up, and took the horn of courage, "Those things you decide to sell, put them with me first, and I will take care of them for you." ”

"A confident woman is the most beautiful, Ms. Frey." The gentleman of Leon saluted, and followed Frey out of the room.

"Thank you." Frey responded with a smile on her face.

……

It was a staircase leading to the second floor, with windows open on the wall of the corner, and the sun was abundant, and to the second floor was to cross the corridor to the red woolen curtain inlaid with gold embroidery, and Frey motioned for Leon to wait a moment, and she pulled the curtain and walked in herself.

After a while, Frey walked out, the horn in her hand was gone, but there was a golden half-face mask.

Frey came to Leon and said softly: "The auction item has been handed over to the auctioneer, and now there is an auction, you can wear this mask, find an empty seat in it, and if there is an item you like, you can also participate in the auction." ”

Leon took the golden half-face mask and put it on.

"Then I'll go downstairs and deal with the rest of the stuff with you, and you can come directly to my workshop to find me when you're done." Freira opened the curtain and said. "Okay, thanks."

Leon nodded in response, saying goodbye to Frey and walking into the room.

It was a large room, with all the chairs arranged in a circle, and a few guests, both men and women, who were also wearing golden half-face masks, sat scattered and rich. In one of the booths of the venue, in the center of the booth was a table covered with a red cloth, and a middle-aged man in a tuxedo, a black bow tie, and a black mask stood straight.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Shelton Chamber of Commerce, I'm the auctioneer, Jack Brown. Blair, today's first auction is about to begin, please take a seat, the Sheldon Chamber of Commerce sincerely hopes that you can buy your favorite items, Sheldon products, must be boutique! ”

The extremely magnetic voice of the auctioneer named Jack echoed throughout the room.

Leon found a corner in the back and sat down, and the waiter who came from nowhere brought a cup of tea and placed it beside Leon.

Leon politely says thank you, and discovers that the waiter, like Jack, wears a black mask with a full face.

It seems that here the color of the mask is used to distinguish identity.

Leon didn't think much about it, took a sip of tea, and quietly waited for the auction to begin.