At this time, the auctioneer on the stage also quickly introduced.

"The Compendium of Gaia, which is said to be a steel that grows naturally under the thousands of miles of the earth, will not elaborate on its uses."

"Then, the starting price of this item is 5 million gieums, and the price increase starts at 30,000 each time."

At this time, the soft exchange between Victor and Gwen was noticed by August.

He noticed Victor's gaze, looking at the Gaia's finesse.

Auguste then held up the sign in his hand.

At this moment, the entire council hall was silent.

They all knew that it was King August who was sitting in the overhead box on the second floor.

It was also heard that the king was accompanying two distinguished guests of the Calencian Empire.

One of them seems to be called...... Victor Kravenna's madman, who likes to bomb indiscriminately.

So at this time, no nobleman dared to raise the sign in his hand to bid.

It's not that it's to save face for the king, but no one wants to see their home blown out of a deep pit the next day.

In the end, this piece of Gaia's finesse was easily auctioned off by Auguste without competitors.

The auctioneer was a little surprised, but her professionalism made her not pay much attention to it, and quickly launched the next item.

"Mahazak's tail spike."

"This is taken from the ghostly tail thorn of Mahazak, which dwells among the mountains, and it is the coveted staff material of mages."

"The starting price is 3 million gieus, and the price will increase by 200,000 each time!"

This product, everyone is not interested.

After all, everyone present is basically a warrior, and this thing is obviously for mages, what do they want this for?

So, as soon as the words fell, August once again raised the sign in his hand.

Victor turned his head and his gaze fell on Auguste.

August also turned his head and smiled at Victor and said:

"Since Your Excellency Victor is interested in the 'Gaia Fine Steel', then I think that 'this Mahazak's tail thorn' will be of just as useful to you."

"If you don't need it, I can give it to Her Highness Aurelian."

"I think that as a mage, she should also have a staff of her own."

Victor didn't say anything, just glanced at Aurelian silently.

As if he understood something, he snorted softly, and finally said no more

After that, none of the remaining lots caught his attention.

The antiques that were full of collectible value seemed too ordinary to him.

But the most thoughtful collectors and aristocrats were so enthusiastic about these antiques that they calmly and patiently waited for the right time to bid.

Victor even found among the treasures antiques that had been exported and sold from the Duke of Rivi's house.

Otherwise, Duke Rivi's family is very rich.

His family's antique business has been speculated abroad.

But Victor doesn't believe that no one in the Empire is smuggling his magic potion, but his family's magic potion never appears.

Maybe it's because of the scarcity of mages in the kingdom.

Maybe the Casidra Chamber of Commerce didn't dare to auction his goods openly, after all, they didn't want to be remembered by a powerful mage.

Victor thought for a moment.

Perhaps here in the kingdom, there would be a better market for those recovery potions.

Soon, the goods were auctioned off one by one.

After all the rare materials and old bones have been looked through, the auction has entered the final stage.

The beautiful auctioneer gracefully lifts the small hammer and taps it lightly on the table.

The sound of heavy tremors echoed through the silent halls.

"We are deeply honored by your enthusiasm."

"Then next, I believe that this last product will be of great interest to everyone."

She leaned slightly, as if to salute an admirable opponent.

"This is what our Casidra Chamber of Commerce paid a great price for, willing to exchange the lives of several brave warriors."

With her gesture, the glow of red-orange flames illuminated the curtain, and a series of iron cages pushed up.

Those iron cages are full of all kinds of subhumans.

Fox ears, musk deer antlers, antelope tails, each pair belongs to an extremely rare subhuman.

There were males and females, huddled in corners, wounded.

The fear in their eyes was even more evident in the light of the fire that illuminated them.

The moment these subhumans appeared, the hair on Xiangzilan's body behind Aurelian exploded, and her pupils contracted.

Even Aurelian couldn't help but be stunned.

She had never heard of it at all, and at the end of this auction, it was actually subhumans who were sold!

And in this pile of rare subhumans, there is a particularly huge iron cage in the middle.

"Of course, our most precious treasure of the day, the orcs!"

The auctioneer shouted loudly and took the initiative to lift the black curtain on the iron cage.

At this moment, the faces of the clan lords were full of fanaticism, and applause roared.

In that iron cage were two sturdy tiger men.

Aurelian was particularly surprised.

Half-orcs, the first time she had seen such a race.

They refer to a very special branch of the subhumans.

Perhaps the body is not yet civilized, except for being able to stand and walk, the body structure is almost not much different from that of humans.

They retain all the animal characteristics they have.

For example, the two tiger men on the field.

The hair on their bodies has not faded, and their tiger-like heads are pressed against their bodies, like two tigers standing upright.

"Seeing the subhuman guards you were carrying, I knew you might be interested in these subhuman slaves."

August looked at the touched Aurelian, and said with a smile:

"It just so happens that there are a lot of subhuman slaves in the Chamber of Commerce this time, what do you think?"

At this time, the auctioneer's palm pressed down slightly, signaling the nobles to calm down.

Subsequently, she began to announce the rules of the auction:

"The other rare subhumans, each with a starting price of one million."

"And these two male and female half-orcs, the starting price is 10 million! Each increase must not be less than one million! ”

As her words fell, the auction hall roared.

The nobles scrambled to raise their cards in a frenzy, for fear that the orcs would fall into the hands of others.

Those nobles who can contribute to the auction of the subhumans are all from wealthy families with profound backgrounds.

Maybe these sub-people occasionally have a time when they are unruly, however, these noble lords will not look at this at all.

For them, this subhuman slave is completely a powerful tool for them to show their power and restrain the people.

But before they could finish speaking, an indifferent voice came from the first-class box:

"100 million, I've got it all."

It wasn't loud, but it happened to spread throughout the auction.

Hearing this, the noble lords frowned, and their faces changed slightly.

When they found out that someone had ruined their interest, they couldn't help but feel a little unhappy in their hearts.

"Who? Only 100 million want to take away all these precious subhumans? ”

"Brother, you're a bit too much, we compete fairly, how can you be so ......"

Suddenly, their voices couldn't help but be much quieter.

Because these people looked at the source of the sound.

In that box, at some point, a man in a black trench coat stood up.

His face was pale and calm, as if he didn't take everything seriously.

At that moment, these noble lords all fell silent.

This person, it seems, is somewhat familiar?

Buzz——!!!

Almost instantly, the terrifying Circle Ring burst out from behind Victor.

With a mysterious clanging sound, the surrounding magic suddenly rioted.

The elements in the air began to mess up, and the magic became sharp.

Under the double suppression of the majestic magic and the elements, the surrounding space began to become a little stagnant, bent and almost shattered.

"I mean, 100 million geons didn't buy two and a half Asians."

Victor's voice was deep and powerful.

"It's to buy all the subhumans."

His gaze was grim, and he scanned the auction hall, making all the nobles present feel an invisible oppression.

It was like a cold wind in the depths of winter, biting and cold.

It was as if thousands of invisible blades were hanging over the heads of those nobles, which was very terrifying.

"Today, if I can't take them with me."

"Then I'll take you with me."