The Elven Survival Handbook.

The turmoil caused by the life potion was greater than they thought.

In just a few days, the number of foreign dignitaries and powerful people who rushed to Manoway to participate in the auction increased to a terrifying level. Some of these people directly went to the black market to ask for an invitation letter, and some simply asked those who had invitation letters, but When people who are not strong enough take action, the crime rate in Manorway soars, and everyone feels in danger.

When the auction begins, guests who are familiar with Manoway will find that many of the familiar faces from the past have not appeared. Instead, they are all wearing black cloaks, hiding their faces, and they don’t look good no matter how you look at them. Mess with the guys.

"The atmosphere today is not good. These people don't look like they are here to participate in the auction, but they look like they are here to rob."

A few ordinary rich people who were lucky enough to avoid being robbed by the invitation letter were almost frightened by the undercurrent inside and did not dare to go in after entering the auction hall.

This kind of auction naturally has private rooms, but that is the treatment only the powerful people have. Small people like them can only squeeze in the hall with other people, and there are already many people fighting for their heads. Everyone wanted the opportunity.

But this opportunity turned into a disaster. The private rooms in the black market had been booked long ago, and latecomers could only sit in the lobby. Those who used various means to get invitations from others could have them taken away. Naturally, the person who sent the invitation letter was not in a position to sit in a private room.

"It really looks like a cult party." In the private room on the second floor, the elf looked at the hall downstairs through the wall similar to a one-way mirror. The groups of people in black made him feel like everything was going on underneath. It's a monster's illusion.

Once upon a time, this was the standard feature of their magic castle.

Of course it is now.

There were only two people in the private room, he and the Demon King. The old lich had probably been tortured by the Demon King and was determined not to be in the same private room with them. It also wore a black robe and ducked into the hall without any violation.

"Come and sit, the auction is about to start." The Demon King patted the seat next to him.

The elf walked over and sat down next to him. There were fruits and drinks in the private room. The elf took one and broke it. It tasted good, so he broke off a piece and put it to the devil's mouth.

On the auction stage in the hall, the auctioneer came out from behind the curtain and announced the start of the auction.

The scene immediately fell silent.

The person in charge of the auction today was a beautiful and hot blonde. Her beautiful legs were looming under her sexy and close-fitting high-slit dress, and her round chest was ready to be revealed. The men present could not take their eyes off her.

But if you think she only has beauty, you are wrong.

Diliana is the only eighth-level female swordsman in Camdor. Although she looks young and beautiful, she is actually over sixty years old. However, after a professional expert reaches level seven, his lifespan is twice as long as that of ordinary people. She His age is not too old among the powerful men of the same level.

To be able to hire such a strong person to be the auctioneer, Black Market has put a lot of effort into it.

The first auction item was brought up. It was an antique. Not many people were interested in it. It was taken away shortly after the reserve price was quoted.

The atmosphere was also the same for the subsequent auction items. In the past, auction items that would have caused a wave of competition were rarely sold today, and some even failed to be auctioned, making the scene very embarrassing for a time.

Fortunately, the beautiful auctioneer was very eloquent. After passing a few auction items, the atmosphere gradually became more exciting, and more and more people made bids.

The Demon King took the manual and read it carefully.

"Is there anything you want?"

The devil wanted to spend a fortune for love, but unfortunately, the elf didn't want anything. He was more interested in finding out who was the old lich downstairs than what was in the stands.

He had read the manual in the Demon King's hand. Although he didn't understand the text, he could still understand the pictures. There was really nothing that interested him.

"No, what do you want to buy?"

"This is good." The Demon King turned to one of the pages in the manual.

The elf came over to take a look and was a little surprised: "Gem? Why do you want to take a picture of this?"

They were a pair of emeralds the size of eyeballs. I don’t know their origins, but they were ranked in the second half of the auction. They seemed to be only a few places away from the finale.

But the elf didn't see anything about this pair of gems that could win the devil's favor. Although such a large pair of gems with exactly the same color and size was rare and as beautiful as two green stars, he believed that there must be something in the devil's treasure house. There are better and bigger ones than this.

The Demon King didn't say anything, he just raised the manual and placed it next to the elf.

The green gems shone brightly, and the green eyes were crystal clear, reflecting the appearance of the Demon King.

"……very good."

"Ok?"

Soon, the gem that the Demon King valued was put on the auction block.

Beautiful gems can always make women's hearts flutter. When the silk was unveiled, even the beautiful auctioneer couldn't help but shine with golden eyes, not to mention the female guests present.

Even the life potion may not be as attractive to them as this pair of gems.

"——Blessings from the Goddess of Love. I think all the ladies present have heard of these beautiful emeralds. Legend has it that they have magical powers. As long as a pair of lovers each wears one of the gemstones, their

We can be together forever. I personally think this legend is true. So far, this pair of emeralds has had no less than twenty pairs of owners, yes, twenty pairs. Each of them is just like the legend, they are very loving lovers. , spent a happy life together. "

Beautiful gems, coupled with beautiful legends, no woman can help but be moved.

Also excited at the same time was obviously the Demon King.

"The base price is [-] gold coins, and each increase will not be less than [-] gold coins. Start now."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately called out the auction price of [-] gold coins.

However, this preemptive sound failed to achieve the desired deterrent effect. The auctioneer's hammer didn't even strike before someone shouted out the price of 11 gold coins.

Then, the crazy ladies called for an increase of 50 gold coins each time. The price of gems soared to [-] gold coins in just a few minutes, and then there was a trend of easing, but the bidding still failed. stop.

The Demon King has not taken action yet, but the Elf doesn't think he will give up just yet. To be honest, even he was a little moved after hearing the legend of these gems.

The elf noticed that there were three parties still bidding on the pair of gems, and they were all customers of the treasure chest on the second floor.

The private rooms in the black market are numbered. The guests in the front private rooms are more noble. The same is true for the private rooms with special numbers.

The ones currently participating in the auction are rooms No. [-], [-], and [-]. You can hear the anger just from the bidding, and no one believes them even if they say they don't know each other.

In the end, after the guests in Private Room No. 78 reported a high price of [-] gold coins, the remaining two stopped bidding. After the auctioneer hit the hammer for the second time, the devil entered on the bidder beside his seat. Numbers.

After the auctioneer saw the price, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "One million gold coins. The guest in private room No. 100 paid 13 million gold coins. Is there anything higher?"

Although the pair of gems are very beautiful and the legend is very romantic, they have no use other than that. The highest estimate of the pair of gems on the black market is only 50 gold coins. The auction price of this pair of gems is 78, entirely because of the three private rooms. The client is pursuing the same beauty. They are rivals in love. They both know their purpose of wanting this pair of gemstones. Naturally, no one wants to give up these pair of meaningful gemstones. The fight of spirits allows the black market to get a cheaper price. The price was far higher than they expected.

But the guests in private room No. 13 who suddenly appeared were completely beyond their expectations.

Hidden behind the scenes, the black market leader Ackerman asked his secretary in a low voice: "Who is in private room No. 13?"

The secretary had already memorized the invitation list. Upon hearing his inquiry, the secretary immediately replied: "The original inviter was Marquis Valentine."

Originally, it wasn't him who was there now.

After the black market invitation is sent out, anyone holding the invitation can participate. They don't care whether they are the original inviter or not.

Many people understand this unspoken rule, otherwise there wouldn’t be so many people rushing to snatch other people’s invitations.

But after all, Ackerman was not very happy that his guest had been robbed.

"Send someone to spy on them and see who they are." Ackerman ordered: "In addition, let everyone be alert. No one is allowed to rob in the black market - I don't care after they leave here, but in the black market , no one can break the rules."

The secretary smiled bitterly: "Sir, there are many eighth-level experts among these people. How can our guards stop them?"

"Don't be nervous. People who can advance to the eighth level are not stupid. They won't do anything in the black market. What you need to pay attention to is other people. They dare to snatch invitations. Naturally, it is not ruled out that people with no brains can directly enter Hands on on the spot.”

Nowadays, anything that can extend life is not cheap, let alone a life potion that can increase life span by ten years. No one would object to living longer.

As soon as the Demon King's 100 million gold coins came out, no one would compete with him. It might happen at other times, but today's highlight is the life potion, and no one wants to waste too much money elsewhere.

So very quickly, the auctioneer made the final decision and the two gems were sent to private room No. 13.

The author has something to say: Demon King: Very good, I have the engagement gift.

Elf:? ? ?

I feel a little stuck recently. Returning to my hometown before really affected me. QAQ

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