Chapter 91: Auction
In the pouring rain that fell in an instant, the already gloomy Magic District now appeared even more ominous. Inside the Jackson Auction House, the farce continued to unfold. With the swing of Tyr’s sword, the matter finally came to a close.
The indomitable Heavenly Sword technique was unstoppable. With the brute force approach of the Mountainous Giant, there was simply no possibility of defeating Tyr. Tyr’s counterattack only required one sword strike, the [First Form, Slash], to put an end to all uncertainties.
The mountainous man finally fell to the ground, staining the floor red with blood. However, this was still the academy, and Tyr had no intention of going for the kill. The mountainous man should survive with his vitality.
It was only at this moment that the maintenance personnel of the auction house slowly entered. They calmly dragged away the mountainous man without a word, and even Tyr’s inquiries were met with silence. The few thugs who had been queueing behind the mountainous man immediately fled. The idea of avenging their leader had never crossed their minds from the beginning.
Tyr sighed, casually tossing the softened belt onto the ground. He walked briskly to the counter and inquired about materials related to the disguise technique.
Claude’s expression darkened as he closed the photographic stone. Then, he turned to Constantine and Kagura Xiaoqi and said, “I’m going back first.”
Without waiting for the two to respond, Claude had already walked briskly out of the auction house, leaving Constantine and Kagura Xiaoqi baffled.
“By the way, my photographic stone was just taken like that…”
With the necessary materials in hand, Tyr felt relieved. With this done, today’s goal was accomplished. He wouldn’t be distracted when Angel needed help next. If there was no major danger, Tyr could indeed lend Angel a hand.
As he walked out of the direct goods area, Tyr arrived in the lobby. The girl was still standing near the front desk, graceful and quiet as if she were a figure in a painting.
Tyr approached her, feeling puzzled.
“Don’t you get tired standing?”
“Not at all.”
Realizing that he had asked a seemingly pointless question, Tyr felt a twinge of bitterness. The two remained silent for a long time, until a female voice sounded in the lobby, snapping them back to reality.
“The third mini auction is about to begin. Buyers with relevant number plates, please proceed to Auction Room Three.”
This sentence was repeated by the woman five times before she finally stopped speaking. Without greeting Tyr, Angel went on her way to Auction Room Three, leaving him behind. It was then that Tyr realized Angel had come here to buy auction items.
There were many intricacies to auctions, but there was a general rule: valuable items may not always be available elsewhere. With this in mind, Tyr was well aware that the items being auctioned were definitely beyond
the reach of someone from a poor family like him. Thinking this, he looked at Angel with a newfound respect.
This was definitely a rich person. Angel was usually quiet and reserved, but on her days off, she would come to such high-end places. Tyr couldn’t help but feel a sense of admiration.
Prior to this, Constantine and Kagura Xiaoqi had also secretly obtained their auction room number at the front desk. Fortunately, Angel stood there like a wooden statue, or else they would have surely been discovered being so close.
Upon entering the auction room, its layout was not much different from that of a classroom, with tiered seating, deep red carpet resembling wine, elegant music, and a central stage that was hard to ignore.
Angel and Tyr naturally sat together. After they sat down, Constantine and Kagura Xiaoqi also slowly followed suit, their seats conveniently located behind Tyr and Angel. Luckily, when everyone had settled in, the previously conspicuous night stones were extinguished, replaced by red firestones emitting a faint glow.
The next moment, the stage surrounded by all the seats emitted a bright light, and a seductive woman emerged from behind the stage curtains.
“Good afternoon, everyone. With that, the Jackson Small Auction officially begins.”
Immediately, applause from nearly a thousand people echoed through the entire room like waves.
After the applause died down, the seductive woman bowed slightly. With her already revealing attire, this bow exposed even more, leaving some young people feeling hot under the collar.
“I am Huiyan, the host of this auction. Naturally, I am also the auctioneer. Everyone knows Jackson’s procedures. Without further ado, let’s proceed to the first item for auction.”
As Huiyan spoke, the staff had already pushed out a box covered in red cloth.
The seductive host immediately pulled off the red cloth, revealing a dazzling golden light that filled the entire room as if it were bathed in sunlight.
“One of the three main attractions of this auction, the intermediate national treasure, the ‘Holy Hammer.’ Its effect not only amplifies the user’s strength tenfold but also can absorb solar power. If fully charged, a single strike could unleash power equivalent to a lower-grade sacred artifact.”
The term “sacred artifact” caused a slight hitch in the breath of everyone in the auction hall. Although the concept of “charging” was ambiguous, if it could achieve the power of a sacred artifact, its price would naturally be substantial.
The starting bid was one thousand Qi Crystals.
What were Qi Crystals? They were what Shating Iron Sword and others used when they broke through from the Peak Qi to Martial Lord. However, they only needed one crystal each, and it was already sufficient.
But what was the concept of one thousand? It was enough to make nearly a thousand Peak Qi become Martial Lords. This starting price made Tyr’s chest feel inexplicably tight. Moreover, this was just the starting bid. As time passed, the price had skyrocketed to seven thousand, and there was no sign of stopping.
Who are the people in the auction? Students. Every student who comes to Avalon is proud and arrogant, with eyes higher than the top. There are very few who are willing to admit defeat. Just now, for this shiny big hammer, two wealthy young gentlemen have already started bidding. “He bid eight thousand, I’ll bid eight thousand five hundred. You bid nine thousand, I’ll bid ten thousand.”
Tyr looked numbly at them, arguing with flushed faces. He turned to Angel beside him, asking with a bored expression.
“Angel, what are you planning to buy?”
“I’m not telling you.”
It’s worth noting that Tyr had a temper, and being rejected twice could easily set him off. Take the previous incident with the fat pig for example; after calling the man “sir” twice, Tyr would have likely resorted to calling him a fatso on the third attempt. Don’t think that just because Angel considered herself an ice queen, Tyr would refrain from speaking his mind. Since they were already in a cooperative relationship, there was no need for pretense.
Of course, Tyr could only grumble about these things in his mind. Outwardly, he remained calm as usual. Meanwhile, as the conversation unfolded, the final hammer of the auction was finally hammered down. The winner was naturally delighted, while the loser’s face turned as red as a beet, but they didn’t storm off in a huff.
Huiyan smiled as always. She enjoyed nothing more than seeing the big shots drive up the bids. This way, their profits would naturally soar.
