Act 47 The High Note at the End

Ciel smiled slightly when he saw the card and replied: "Lord, this is a rare wind card. Among the six fate cards, wind is the rarest. Wind cards have flexible spells and are good at defense and defense. Counterattack is difficult to master, but powerful.”

"You might as well just tell me how to use it." Brando rolled his eyes.

Ciel chuckled: "The meaning of this card is that when you display this card, Lord, in addition to paying 1 wind element from the element pool, you also need to pay additional mana from your mana pool - every point Mana can summon a sylph spider."

Brando was startled. He now has 2.9 levels of willpower and 15 points of mana. Doesn't that mean that he can summon fifteen level five Sylph Spiders with one payment?

But Charles hadn't finished speaking yet. He continued: "The dead sylph spiders will create a mana vortex, and each one will absorb a little mana from your enemy's mana pool."

Brando gasped after hearing this. These were not summoned spiders. They were clearly a group of living mana bombs. He thought that if he had a few hundred points of mana in the future, wouldn't he be able to summon an army of spiders at once?

And if he was lucky enough to get the legendary orb, the source of magic power, wouldn't he have a terrifying mana-burning army anytime and anywhere?

He smashed it and smashed it. At first, he thought this card was a useless card, but now it seems that not only is it not a useless card, it is also a terrifying and powerful weapon.

But before he could finish his excitement, Bottom couldn't help but clapped his hands and shouted: "Okay, the show has finally started -!"

Brando then raised his head and saw that the shining dwarf sword had been placed on the table below. The faint green light on the surface of the sword almost explained its attributes, but the auctioneer obviously I treat this thing as one of the final items to be auctioned——

The auctioneer picked up the sword and said: "This is a sharp sword forged by dwarves. It is like a work of art in itself and is worth a lot of money. Of course I don't need to say more about it. However, above this perfection, An outstanding alchemist even forged it into an outstanding magic sword——"

"The magic sword," he repeated.

The auction house was quiet for a moment.

In fact, those shimmering magic items and pseudo-magic items are generally called alchemical items in public, but only those truly powerful swords can be labeled as magic swords. The auctioneer said this, which obviously proves that he has the right It is such a sword.

There is no adventurer, mercenary or knight who is not tempted by a weapon that suits his hand.

So this sentence made them hold their breath.

But as if to prove his words, the auctioneer suddenly struck back with a sword. The sword struck the iron felt behind him, causing sparks to fly. Almost everyone in the auction house heard a soft sound - after the sword passed, a deep gash had appeared on the surface of the metal, and not only In this way, the traces of corrosion on the incision are so impressive.

Everyone gasped, and even the box above was silent for a moment.

The auctioneer put down the sword and clapped his hands: "This sword is called Heart of the Tree. The base price is twenty-five thousand Thor. Each increase in price is at least 5% of the base price."

"Start shooting now——"

When Antitina heard the quotation, she couldn't help but frowned: "Is it too high?" After all, she is a noble daughter, and she doesn't understand what a good weapon means to those who have been through life and death all year round. What are you wearing?

"Of course not," Bottom shook his head decisively: "If I didn't know that it was the work of the lord, I'm afraid I would have taken action. Most of the adventurers and colleagues sitting here have little savings, and the magic sword, I think They wouldn't miss an opportunity like this. Unless he doesn't use a sword."

As if echoing his words, as soon as he finished speaking, the first bidder held up his sign.

Then one after another, people raised signs one after another, and the auctioneer was not even needed to stir up the atmosphere. The competition for the sword entered a fierce stage.

The price reached 60,000 Thor at an almost dizzying speed, and then there were only four or five voices responding to each other on the scene.

The cripple only recognized one of them, and he told Brando that it was the agent of the deputy commander of the Blade Cavalry.

Brando thought that it would be best for the leader of the Silver Wing Cavalry to also participate. Sooner or later, he would kill the lackey who brought everything back together, so that the original thing could be returned.

When he thought this, the price had climbed to 70,000 Thor, and at this time two more people quit. Only the deputy commander of the Silver Wing Cavalry Regiment and two other nobles in the first-floor box were left.

The deputy commander of the Silver Wings Cavalry raised the price to 75,000 Thor, forcing back another of his opponents. But his last remaining opponent didn't seem ready to give up, and after a brief silence, the auctioneer's assistant read out the man's bid again.

Ninety thousand tols.

The ‘auditorium’ already seemed to be covered with a layer of ice. People couldn't help but look back to see who was in that box. Even the lame man couldn't help but guess whether it was Count Nagin's agent inside.

"If it's the old guy Najin, this will become a dispute between the White Mane Legion and the local nobles. Sir, this is good news." The lame man blinked and said with a smile.

But at this moment, another voice came from the crowd below.

One hundred thousand.

Brando and the others couldn't help but turn their heads. Bottom couldn't help but change his face when he saw that man. Before the lame man could speak, he said: "Sir Knight, that is Viscount Tester's man."

"Why is he down there?" Brando asked.

"God knows." The mercenary with the red beard shook his head.

But Brando didn't mind if this weapon fell into the hands of his potential enemies. In the eyes of Bottom and others, it was a rare sword, but in his opinion, it was nothing more than that. In Freeport Ampersel, such transactions happen almost every day, but Braggs is too remote.

The deputy commander of the Silver Wings Cavalry thought for a while and finally raised the price. But in the end he was repelled by Viscount Test with a price of 110,000 Thor.

Then the nobles in the first-floor box fought again, and the price once climbed to 130,000 tols.

"It seems that he is not the agent of Lord Najin." Antitina said.

Brando nodded, feeling slightly relieved. His psychological price range is between 100,000 and 150,000 Tor. It can be said that he has obtained results that satisfy him so far. Even if he pays the handling fee, he can still get close to 160,000 Tor, at least for It is more than enough to implement the following plan.

But God seemed to deliberately give him a surprise on this day. Just when Viscount Test was thinking of quitting, a new hunter joined the competition.

The other party's asking price was 155,000 Thor. This time, even the auctioneer couldn't help but put down the hammer and raised his head to look at the third floor of the noble box in amazement. He couldn't help but wonder who was inside.

Brando had turned back to ask the lame man on the side, but the lame man couldn't come up with an answer after thinking for a long time.

The nobleman in the first-floor box finally hesitated. After thinking for a long time, the other party gave a price of 160,000 yuan. But the mysterious figure in the third-floor box immediately fought back, and the price was raised to 170,000——

One hundred and seventy thousand.

Brando, Antitina, Bottom, Ciel and the cripple looked at each other. Even if it was a magic sword, it shouldn't be worth this price.

No one answered for a long time.

Not only the participants, but also the ‘auditorium’ below was completely silent.

The auctioneer almost came to his senses after taking a breath. He raised the hammer tremblingly, and after three hammering sounds, this exciting performance finally came to an end amidst everyone's doubts.

What happened before?

"One hundred and seventy thousand?" Bottom patted the lame man's face: "Cripple, have you ever seen so much money?"

Even though the cripple is known for being well-informed, it feels a bit unreal at this moment. Although this was not the first time he had seen high transaction prices of hundreds of thousands of Thors in this auction house, the money had nothing to do with him, but this time, the money had more or less something to do with him.

This little connection is enough to make this profiteer from Black Pepper Lane a little incoherent. You must know that he has been making a living as a loan shark for 20 to 30 years, and his total savings is only tens of thousands of tols.

And Antitina tightened her grip on her clothes, deliberately not to show any shock. However, the noble daughter's behavior at this moment was so awkward that Charles on the side couldn't help but laugh.

On the other hand, when Brando went to see Little Roman, the businesswoman looked very happy. She happily took a small notebook and took notes while saying: "Brando, we have capital."

Brando smiled slightly.

On the other side, it seemed that the auctioneer intended for this auction to end in an exciting fight between you and me. Brando's Heart of the Tree had just been removed, and the new thing put on the stage made everyone excited. Almost stopped breathing for a moment.

"Tinder!"

"Oh my god, Tinder!"

"Someone is auctioning fire!" Exclaims echoed in the narrow auction room.

Brando turned back and said to Charles: "This is the finale of this auction. It's a pity, otherwise our Heart of the Tree could be the finale."

Ciel nodded.

But Brando’s implication was not that he felt pity for this trivial matter. He continued: “Every fire in Eruin is produced by the Temple of Flame. The Havel sect is so upright and open. It seems that they are selling it to raise money. But everyone knows that the Havel sect is on the side of the royal family. I don’t know what kind of actions the royal family will take this time, so that they need to use such a method to raise money——"

Charles thought for a moment and replied: "Maybe it has something to do with this war?"

Brando thought for a moment, but there was no relevant record in his memory. He nodded noncommittally, then raised his head, feeling that the atmosphere around him had completely changed.

A sense of tension was already spreading around him. Feeling this change, he couldn't help but think - it seemed that some people had already received the news and were prepared.

"Are we going to participate?" Antitina asked from behind.

Brando thought for a while and decided not to participate in this game of big fish eating small fish. At least judging from the current situation, the more than 200,000 Thor he just acquired may not have an advantage at all in this competition. Na.

He shook his head and was about to say something, but suddenly he felt the light around him dim again.

"What are these people doing?" Bottom couldn't help but curse.

But Brando and Lame had already seen the auctioneer's face change on the stage below.

has a problem!

The young man and the old black-hearted businessman simultaneously reached for the nearest weapon——

Then without any warning, the torches on the four walls suddenly went out, and the surrounding area suddenly fell into darkness.

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