My Magic Age

Viru did not intend to stay in the auction house any longer. Instead, he carefully put the burning bow behind him, returned to his seat, whispered a few words to Qiang Bach, stood up and walked out of the auction house. His slender figure was wrapped in a cloth strip, which made him look very mysterious. Auctioneer Ke Luo was shouting hard on the square platform in the middle about how good the next lot was, but I didn't hear a word. My eyes followed Viru's figure until he disappeared at the gate of the auction house, and then I let out a long breath. The invisible pressure he gave me made me feel like a sword was suspended in my heart. The sense of crisis has been there since he used his power. I didn't calm down until his figure disappeared at the gate of the auction house.

Qiang Bach leaned over to Guoguo's ear and whispered a few words. After Guoguo nodded and agreed, she leaned over to his ear and gave him a few more words. Then Qiang Bach secretly gestured to me to leave first. I gave him a naughty face, which made him smile. He quickly gestured to take good care of Guoguo, and left silently.

I always felt that Qiang Bach had a noble aura in his bones. He had virtues such as calmness, competence, justice and humility. He didn't even need to show them. You could feel it when you saw him standing there. I think this person is still great. Whether as a friend or anything else, you can trust him. Guoguo's vision is beyond doubt. Although it seems that the magician's level is half a level higher than the same level of warriors, Qiang Bach is definitely a man with potential. I finally couldn't help it. I tilted my head and leaned over to Guoguo and said, "Sister, when did you make it public?"

"..." Guoguo was a little confused and obviously didn't understand my question.

I leaned over to her ear and whispered, "When did you and Uncle Qiangba become so close? Are you going to marry him?"

"Bang!" I got a solid slap on my head, and I screamed in pain.

"What are you asking, kid?" Sister Guoguo ignored me and looked at Ke Luo's personal performance on the auction stage.

The most powerful buyers on the field were the human merchants. Although they occasionally competed for intermediate magic herbs or rare minerals, they were absolutely very rational in keeping the prices within a profitable range. They wanted almost everything, except slaves, food, and dried meat.

Speaking of slaves, there are also a large number of slaves in the orc tribe. Most of them are wandering dwarves or simply captives of the gray dwarf bandit group. These slaves will be chained on their legs and hold a long whip to herd sheep for the orc nobles. Sometimes they will also do some other chores, but the dwarves are better at digging caves. Once they leave the cave, even if they become slaves, they will be greedy and lazy. They will often steal the master's wine. They are a very bad race among slaves. There are also other races, such as humans and elves captured by slave traders, barbarians on the ice and snow tundra, or lizardmen in the southern rainforest. It is said that the orcs' ability to tame animals was passed on to the lizardmen in the swamp country. They are natural animal trainers. As for the demons in the hell clan or the ghosts in the undead clan, they are only history written on parchment. These alien races have not appeared on the Roland continent for at least three hundred years.

Slaves were also auctioned at this auction, which finally opened my eyes. The slaves that could be sold at the auction were indeed different. It was a giant nearly three meters tall. He was almost naked with a strong body, but for a piece of linen around his waist, he was tied up with black iron chains thicker than my arms, his hands were tied behind his back, and there were heavy shackles on his feet. I think this set of torture alone weighed several hundred pounds, but when he walked, except for the fact that he could not take a step due to the iron chain, he looked very relaxed when he walked. He had a shaved head and huge copper earrings on his ears, which were thicker than the largest bracelets I had ever seen. He had blue patterns on his face, which made him look very fierce. Ke Luo introduced that he was a barbarian warrior on the snowy tundra. He had killed people and seen blood on the battlefield. It was said that he could kill a unicorn with one punch.

But I found that the human merchants finally did not speak collectively for the first time, and they were even unwilling to look at it. In the end, it was bought by an orc chieftain at the starting price of three gold coins.

I was a little surprised and asked Sister Guoguo why.

Sister Guoguo knew a lot and explained to me: "This kind of war slave is very cruel, and can't do any work. It has a huge appetite and will escape without hesitation if it has a chance. Usually, only some arena owners in the Green Empire are willing to buy this kind of barbarian war slave. However, this kind of war slave is like a double-edged sword, and it will hurt itself if you are not careful. Not to mention how much hardship it takes to transport him back to the Green Empire, the price of such a war slave in the Green Empire can't even be exchanged for the food consumed along the way. Only a madman would buy this thing."

Thirty tons of wheat flour were also auctioned at the auction. Obviously, it might have been transported to the Pai Plateau by a small human caravan. However, at the slightly higher price of six copper coins per kilogram of wheat flour, three tons of wheat flour was only worth eighteen gold coins. In the end, it was auctioned off by the orc shaman Sharuk for twenty gold coins.

I felt like this group of people came just for this batch of food. After bidding for this batch of wheat flour, they were like Viru, and didn't even want to stay in the auction for a moment. The old shaman Shaluk took the young warrior of the War Wolf tribe and a group of subordinates to leave the auction. It seems that even in spring, the shortage of food for the orcs is still much more serious than I thought. Otherwise, why would a shaman second only to the chief in the tribe come forward for a small auction, and just to buy those wheat flours, according to common sense, this is just a matter of ordinary procurement in the tribe, but they have to rely on an elderly shaman elder, which shows that the War Wolf tribe is eager for this batch of wheat flour!

Then more than a dozen items were auctioned off by the human merchant groups. I saw that although Qi Ge was very interested, she never looked at those things carefully. Obviously, there was no item that moved her. And the crossbow I was looking for never appeared, which made me a little bored. I didn't sleep the whole night last night. Although I regained my spirits through meditation in the morning and took a comfortable hot bath later, I still feel tired and can't concentrate on the movements in the auction hall.

At this time, four waiters walked up to the stage one after another and put the items in the trays on the exhibition stand one by one. No matter how good the items were, I wouldn't be surprised, because there were already many good things in the previous auctions, which made me a little visually numb. I subconsciously thought that there were no inferior items in this auction, but Qi Ge pushed me and said to me: "Hey, Jia! Look, the things served this time are very interesting!"

It's not easy for Qi Ge to say that it's interesting. I took a look and felt strange. However, after this moment, my eyes never left the four wooden trays on the exhibition stand. Four wooden trays were placed one after another with a round shield with a deep crack. This small bronze round shield was carved with ancient patterns and a light blue magic crystal was inlaid in the center of the round shield. However, the round shield was polished smooth and only the deep lines showed spots of rust, indicating that the small shield was quite old and on the verge of being scrapped, because the huge crack that almost ran through the entire round shield was just a little bit away from splitting the round shield in half. Only the edge on one side was not cut by a sharp weapon, so the small shield was not split in two.

The second tray contained a broken sword. There was only a cyan-blue hilt, arm guard, and a blade less than ten centimeters long. The entire sword was broken from the lower middle of the blade to the guard. The blade less than ten centimeters long remained on the hilt, which was also a slanted broken blade. However, you could vaguely see that the azure-blue blade was engraved with incomprehensible runes. There were also some gorgeous patterns on the hilt and arm guard. It was obvious that this sword must have been a valuable magic rune sword before it broke. Unfortunately, it was broken very thoroughly, and there was no other half of the blade on the tray, which completely eliminated the possibility of repair.

The third tray contained a leather armor with a complete cut on the chest. This red upper body fire lizard leather armor had an irreparable sword wound from the left side of the chest to the right side of the ribs. The red fire lizard leather armor was like a leather jacket with an open front, but the place where it was cut by a sharp weapon happened to be the part of the body that needed to be protected very well, making this originally priceless broken leather armor lose all its value. I don't understand how such a rag is still worth putting on the auction table.

The fourth tray contained a hunting rifle, a weapon that impacted my understanding of this magical world. Just look at its single-caliber barrel, which is about the thickness of a duck egg. The entire hunting rifle is only about 50 centimeters long. The barrel of this hunting rifle is very short. It is forged with red copper and engraved with mithril patterns. It is very exquisite. The buttstock is carved from dark grey wood. The contrasting colors of mithril and dark grey are mixed together, making this short-barreled shotgun look very violent. In particular, the complicated magic patterns engraved on the body of this shotgun indicate that this shotgun is actually a magical weapon. Moreover, I did not see any defects on this shotgun. The shotgun in the fourth tray seemed to be the only product on the entire booth that did not look damaged.

Orc auctioneer Ke Luo walked around the booth made of a wooden square table twice, and then said to the curious people around him: "The four items on the booth all have some flaws. It is said that the owner hunted down a leader of a gray dwarf bandit group and seized these four magic equipment. Unfortunately, these four items were severely damaged in the battle. This is a bronze round shield with a magic crystal. Unfortunately, the magic pattern array of this shield has been damaged, and the attached "petrified skin" magic skill can no longer be used. However, the real value of this shield is actually this magic crystal. As long as the magic crystal in the center of the bronze shield can be successfully removed, the owner of the item is unwilling to take this risk, so he is selling this shield. Then the starting price of this broken bronze shield is three gold. If such a magic crystal is sold on the magic crystal market, it will probably be sold for about ten gold. I wonder if anyone here is willing to take some risks and bid for this shield?"