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Author: plaris-an

John sent off Velen and them, and then took two ordinary brothers, holding a sheathed Demon Martial Saint Sword, to the plum blossom auction hall under the command of the Howell family. The waiter in the auction hall knew John, and while having the five-star deacon be informed, he invited the three of them to the reception room on the third floor of the top floor.

It didn't take long to see an old man with white eyebrows come to the reception room, claiming to be Alan Howell, a five-star deacon of the Howell family, the supreme deacon in charge of the auction hall, and the authority to handle affairs is equivalent to that of the owner of this auction hall. After John and the white-eyed old man met, he revealed his new identity as the prime minister of the newly formed Holy Sword Alliance.

From the flashing eyes of the white-eyed old man for a moment, John knew the mockery in the white-eyed old man's heart. Everyone knows that John was born as a commoner, even a vagabond. The reason why everyone in the city knows is that John has a very good reputation, and the other is that in the early days of the beast tide, he was appointed by the lord of the city as the leader of the rebel army, and recently executed Marseille with his own hands. Although the Marseille city guard was executed, the Maasai family is still alive, and there will be endless strife in the future. Listening to what he said about the Holy Sword Alliance, I guess it was a third-rate organization formed to fight against the Marseille family, right?

"Mr. Allen, our Holy Sword Alliance plans to entrust the Plum Blossom Auction Hall to auction a Demon Martial Holy Sword. John said solemnly, and then waved his hand, and Sodali, one of the brothers behind him, came over with a bronze sword and placed it on the table. The white-eyed old man's face was calm, and he stepped forward to pick up the bronze sword and slowly pulled it out. A standard scale-patterned long sword, the sword body has the inscription "Produced by the Holy Sword Alliance", the sword body is dull in color and poorly decorated, only a finger-sized magic core is inlaid in the hollow of the handle, and a slight smart light flashes.

"Demon Martial Saint Sword, is it a sword weapon inlaid with a demon core?" Allen's face finally showed a hint of sarcasm, and he commented a little frivolously: "A bronze sword with perfect craftsmanship has a market price of about five gold coins. An incomplete mid-level mid-level magic core of the gold system, with a market value of about fifteen gold coins. Lord John, this bronze sword is no more than twenty gold coins according to my estimate. We have at least 100 gold coins in the auction room, and unfortunately we are unable to accept your commissions. ”

John didn't speak, and Soda Li beside him was the first to be reluctant, stepped forward and snatched the holy sword from Allen's hand, pulled it out of the scabbard, and said angrily: "See clearly, I am Soda Li of the Holy Sword Alliance, a seventh-level sword master cultivator." ”

The moment Soda Li snatched the holy sword, Allen's face was stunned at first, and he was instantly furious: "John, what do you mean, I won't keep the twenty gold coins if I give them, and I actually rob them! I think our Howell Auction House hasn't seen a big business, what's wrong unless you provide tens of thousands of ......" When he heard Soda Li let him see clearly, and emphasized that he was a seventh-level sword master cultivator, Allen stopped talking and stopped talking, but his face was still disdainful.

Soda Li didn't care about what Eren said, but solemnly raised the long sword, and after a few breaths, the magic core at the hilt of the sword suddenly shone with golden light, and the tip of the sword suddenly burst out with a two-foot-long sword. Then, swinging the long sword across the bluestone floor, he easily carved the four big characters of "Holy Sword Alliance", and then put away the sword, reinserted the scabbard and put it on the desk again.

"What?Sword Mang!How can there be a sword Mang?!" Looking at the sword light at the tip of the long sword in confusion, Allen's face showed an expression of disbelief, and he muttered in his mouth: "Seventh-level sword master, sword mang, could this long sword help people cross the ranks?"

"Mr. Allen, you're overly complicated. A smile appeared on the corner of John's mouth, and he said softly: "This is our special Demon Martial Sword Sword of the Holy Sword Alliance, which is provided by the magic core, and converted into a sword yuan through the magic array, and can emit a sword light with spiritual power, and the demon core is consumed." As long as you have spiritual power, you can send out sword rays, which are not limited to cultivation, and anyone can use them. ”

"What? Anyone can cast a sword? If it really is, it's a holy sword. Allen's face turned red, his eyes widened with effort, and he finally became incoherent, and said in disbelief: "If such a holy artifact exists, how can you take it out for auction?" Soda Li smiled, pulled out his portable sword from his waist, raised it high, and a one-foot-long sword stretched on the tip of the sword, and said disdainfully: "The one we entrusted you to auction is a mid-level holy sword, and it is also the standard equipment of each of our members of the Holy Sword Alliance. ”

"This?everyone's standard equipment?Can you make a large number of middle-level holy swords?Are there also low-level holy swords, high-level holy swords?" Listening to Allen's question, John nodded: "This kind of middle-level holy sword, the sword is two feet, the beginner is one foot, and the high-level is three feet. ”

Deacon Allen's face showed a look of longing, and asked tentatively, "Lord John, I don't know if we can get from you...... The Holy Sword Alliance buys a high-grade holy sword?"

"What!High-level Holy Sword?, you think beautiful!" Before John could start speaking, Soda Li couldn't help but say, "We only have one high-level Holy Sword in the entire Holy Sword Alliance, how can we sell it to you?!"

"Mr. Allen, you're asking a little too much. John Zhengse said: "If we have a happy cooperation this time, our Holy Sword Alliance will consider selling you a mid-level holy sword to the Howell family separately at eighty percent of the auction price." ”

"Oh okay, I'll try. Listening to John's words, Alan shook his head with some disappointment, but he might have figured out something, and he cheered up again: "I don't know what the alliance has for this auction?

John listened to Allen's words, and then nodded and said, "Of course, I hope that Mr. Allen can sell it at a price that satisfies us." We, the Holy Sword Alliance, will entrust you to auction a holy sword every month in the future. The higher the price, the higher the fee you can charge at the auction room. As for the low-level Holy Sword, our Holy Sword Alliance will directly retail as a store. ”

Hearing John say that he would auction one every month in the future, Alan finally realized that this was a big deal, but soon he thought of a question: "By the way, Lord John, after your holy sword was bought, the structure is not complicated, what if others can imitate it?" John smiled: "Our holy sword can indeed be imitated ......" Hearing John say this, Allen's face became a little interested, and he said casually: "Since others can imitate it, it can only be auctioned this time at most." ”

Soda Li couldn't help but interject again: "Yes, magic cultivation must at least reach the sage before you can try to imitate it, and whether you can succeed in imitation or not is another matter." If you take a closer look, who of the current magicians can draw a magic circle that will never disappear on such a small piece of hardwood? However, some people have tried that the best level of the great magician can make an imitation that can barely be used once. Haha!"