Chapter 347 – Immortal Elixir (8)
〈6 gold 10 silver.〉
〈6 gold 20 silver.〉
〈6 gold 40 silver.〉
〈7 gold.〉
〈… 7 gold 10 silver.〉
Is it a true story of a confrontation between two proud Hogu? My heart is scared and feels like it will explode.
Every time I raise the price, I feel like my heart has gone into a steamer at a snack bar because of Diavolo’s dog that tenaciously follows.
‘Still, the gamble was successful.’
An idiot to burn 700 million won on a greatsword that has no value.
However, just because the greatsword was trash didn’t mean that its use was useless. My eyes lit up.
I have absolutely no intention of winning a bid for that greatsword.
It was an impromptu goal, but my intention was to see if the Diavolo bastard was trying to stop anyone from buying that greatsword. I raised the winning bid price for that bitch to pay, so I could eat some candy.
‘Now the key is when that bastard drops it.’
Me? I fucking wanna hit it right now fuck. Ask what
Of course, there is no harm to me if I do so.
The problem is that if you suddenly drop it here, you will be 100% suspicious. Wouldn’t someone else get in the way of another rich asshole? Or should I just play an adventurer with a tight budget?
〈7 Gold 21 Silver!〉
Then heaven took care of me. A guest who was watching Diavolo’s dog cage chicken race with me interfered in the competition.
It’s stupid to raise just 1 silver from the previous bid!
A pork loin with a lot of grease!
He was an aristocrat who seemed to have come out of the real world with a vicious idiot. He sneered at Diavolo as if he had no interest in a commoner scumbag like me.
He probably had a grudge against him, and he thought that the greatsword was worthwhile watching Diavolo die.
‘I’m sorry… ! I’m sorry… ! Emperor Kingat Black Pig, you are a contemplative to be blessed… !’
I bit my lip and shed tears in extreme emotion.
It was an effort to hold back laughter, but in the eyes of others, it would be seen as a ‘common adventurer who was out of competition with nobles because of lack of money’.
While doing so, Dismuke whispered as if it was hard to see.
Oh, don’t say the fuck, turn it off.
I shook my head as if I was devastated as I calmed down my reflexive expression. Dismuke withdrew when he showed his talent for lies acquired through Gura and Abu in another world.
‘Phew, slobber. Lived.’
Diavolo glanced at me and entered into a bidding match with the old man.
〈7 gold 30 silver.〉
〈7 Gold 31 Silver!〉
〈… 7 gold 40 silver.〉
The higher the price, the more dignified Diavolo’s face crumpled as if he had chewed shit. Crunchy. It looks good, but yes.
The nobles’ crazy flex battle lasted for a few more minutes, and Diabolo renewed his highest score as if he had finally given up.
〈… 10 gold 80 silver.〉
〈10!! Gold!! 80 Silver!! It’s out aaaaa!!〉
Does the host sell something like this? As if the expression he was making was a lie, he jumped in place and was delighted. The idiot, who was engaged in a skirmish with the Diavolo cub, frowned and clicked her tongue.
He snatched the cup the maid was holding and hit one shot. He had given up on winning the bid for the greatsword.
〈10 gold 80 silver oh oh oh oh —-!! I won the bid aaaaah——!!〉
When he no longer seemed to interfere with the bidding, the moderator sighed and yelled.
─Clap clap clap clap!!
Applause even spread from the guest seat at the crazy money that burns almost 1.1 billion won in one sitting. As if I had given up, I interrupted the applause and imitated a cool loser.
Frank followed me awkwardly and sent telepathy.
“Nor. What is that weapon called?”
“That? Puch. It’s just trash.”
Fran’s eyes are the size of peas.
I’m sorry to startle you, but I thought I’d have to explain later.
I laughed at Diavolo, who responded to the applause with a smile on his face.
***
An hour later, Hermaion Mansion.
〈Today’s auction was a pity. Still, you will have good results tomorrow.〉
Dismuke, who had followed us to the front of our room, said that and left.
He probably thought I was looking at the catalog and went to bid for the greatsword. I haven’t bought anything since I lost the greatsword.
It was embarrassing for Fran as well, as she sulkedly glared at her eyes.
“Nor. Didn’t you have to buy something at the auction?”
“By the way, uh, plans have changed a bit… Are you mad?”
“No? It’s true that Norr doesn’t explain anything, so I’m upset.”
Fran, who rarely openly complains.
Why do I feel guilty? No, why the hell did he look more dissatisfied than when he had a new wife in the first place?
A woman’s heart was such a difficult thing to know.
“Well. Let me explain.”
So, before I explained it to the other party, I first spoke to Fran. This is right in terms of consideration, and I also needed time to organize my thoughts into words.
“That greatsword is just trash. However, the magic
The person in charge of the auction house could not find out even though he would have analyzed it for several days. It was a high-level encryption that I would never have noticed if it wasn’t for Odin’s eyes.
However, the eyes of the cheat in the other world saw through the magic just before the bid was canceled and moved on to the next item.
“What was hanging on the great sword was the ‘tracking magic’.”
Frank’s eyes widened.
“Tracking magic… Something similar to the one hanging from the Heswald sister’s magic item?”
“Similar? No. The quality is different, but it is exactly the same. In other words, it was Diavolo himself who put that greatsword on the auction house. He probably hid his identity during the entry process and ordered subordinates.”
“Um…”
Frank stroked her head as if contemplating, then said.
“She’s saying she bought back what she sold? Why?”
“I didn’t buy it. That idiot, by now, he should have canceled the bid and paid the penalty.”
“… Why would you do such a complicated thing?”
Fran frowned as if she couldn’t understand. I smiled and explained.
“Simple. Lets think. Where would the auction house keep the items?”
“Where to keep… ? Ah, the warehouse!”
Surprised, Frank clapped his hands.
“I see! If the greatsword is enchanted with tracking, Diavolo can know the location of the ‘warehouse where the auction items are stored’ at any time!”
It was correct. I smirked and laughed.
Think about it. It is an auction where hundreds of gold coins are exchanged, so to speak, tens of billions of won in modern times. Of course, the auction house manager would risk his life and care about its security.
What if aristocrats also get stolen items from entangled auctions? It will be more than enough to be poached in boiling oil in a grandeur posture.
‘Of course I’ll thoroughly hide the location of the warehouse, and maybe even change it from time to time.’
Breaking through such strict security is never easy. Even the Heswald sisters were confined to one of the candidates.
“Diavolo breached that security in an unexpected way. The middleman never thought that the old sword had tracking magic hidden in it, and he must have kept it.”
“That’s right! That’s why Diavolo spent a lot of money to stop Nor from buying a greatsword!”
It was Fran who triumphantly gave the correct answer. I smiled proudly.
“Yes. If it doesn’t sell to the end or if you buy it and then cancel the bid, it will be in storage until the auction is over and then returned. But what if a third party like us buys it and takes it out of the warehouse?”
“The plan is ruined! To stop that, Diavolo has been at the auction house since day one!”
I nodded. That was the first discomfort I felt.
Diavolo I couldn’t help but think it was strange when I saw that bitch come to the auction house.
‘On the first day there was little to live for? The auctioneer didn’t see the auction catalog?’
Just as Elixir adorned the finale on the fourth day, in the beginning of the auction, there are no valuable items on display.
By the third day, there was almost nothing on sale for gold coins to come and go. Aren’t they all silver units?
The only exception was giving that trash greatsword for 5 gold, but I didn’t think it would sell, so I deliberately submitted it on the first day.
So, why did Diavolo come to the auction house himself?
“The reason I tried to bid as soon as I noticed the Greatsword’s tracking magic was to clear up that question.”
That’s why it’s called ‘gambling’.
If it was a false leg, even if you return it, 2 gold and 50 silver will evaporate.
But what if someone with Diavolo’s influence stopped that bid?
If you do that, you will be sure of ‘some assumption’.
“Diavolo——is thinking of robbing the items on display at this auction.”
I couldn’t think of any other reason to embed a GPS into the auction house’s warehouse.
“That’s probably why I found the phantom thief through Catherine for information.”
It was said that a famous intelligence dealer had been active in Lucregens, so he was thinking of finding the twin phantom thieves based on that.
The proof is that the half-elf wizard was chasing both the ‘information merchant’ and the ‘phantom thief’.
To avoid suspicion, the Heswald sisters did not steal in Lenapolis, where they were active. Isn’t it like that just because they were called ‘Lucregens’ self-appointed thugs’?
Then the lord of Lenapolis, who was not harmed, would have no reason to place a bounty on the twin phantom thieves.
In the realm of common sense, that is.
“… A man named Diavolo, you were trying to get them to steal the auction.”
“Yes. If anything, you can steal it yourself and frame it.”
The reputation of being a phantom thief is suitable for use as an arrow holder.
Perhaps this is the surf plan of the plan. After the failure of the half-elf kid, they didn’t bother sending more pursuers.
And that meant that Diavolo could spring into action at any moment.
“I can’t wait. But nor. Is there any way?”
“Heh, of course not. What to look at her husband bastard. This is also an opportunity for us.”
I raised my index finger and showed it to Fran, who was listening to me.
“Tracking magic is meaningful only when there is ‘magic to determine its location’, right?”
GPS in the 21st century is useless if there is no receiver to grasp the location signal.
It is common sense that there is a magic that responds 1:1 to ‘tracking magic’.
“And I found out from the half-elf’s memory how that bastard was able to come after the Heswald sisters.”
─Peeing!
A chunk of mana that looked like an arrowhead or a compass needle appeared on my finger.
It spun for a moment before pointing toward the auction house.
It was pointing to the location of the greatsword that was returned to the warehouse.
‘It’s a magic I pulled out in preparation for the time that motherfucker fucks with tracking magic again, so I never thought it would be used like this.’
I dispelled the magic and loosened my shoulders.
“Considering our original plan, we cannot concede a player. It was best for Diavolo to buy the elixir, but let’s start the operation right now.”
─Click. Opening the door, I found Catherine who was lost in dreamland and shook her shoulder.
“Hey, Catherine. Wake up. My plans have changed a bit.”
“Uh, heh… ? What is it… ?”
Catherine rubbing her eyes. I smiled sinisterly.
“Call your sister. Time to go to work.”
She twisted her head in a corner for a moment, then smiled when she understood what she meant.
“That’s enough news to wake up a sleeper.”
The face of a famous informant whose name was known even abroad disappeared, and his eyes shone like a thief who found a treasure.
