Palm Dragon

Saqima Auction House——

The most precious gemstone you can think of (font flashing effect)-deep-sea mermaid tears, which can emit bright blue light at night, is the first choice for the most eye-catching accessories at the party!Oversized Opal!More than you can imagine - the trophy of giant bandits!

Collectibles like you've never seen before! ——A family heirloom from Mrs. Lapikiki in the small town of Liying, a specimen of fairy wings with albinism!Unprecedented ultra-low reserve price!

The magic material you dream of, the raw material of potion - the 200-year-old Naquila bark, the extinct Gugu fox scalp, the three-eyed walrus fat oil provided by the water demon!

The most precious reference book you have ever seen - the secret hair growth recipe of a thousand-year-old witch, the planting method of bubble tree mushroom...

"I seem to have seen something similar." Adrian looked at the thing that the elf was flipping through with great interest. On the pink velvet book cover were a few big golden characters: Sachima, the best place for gold coins in your pocket!

"And that 'Self-guided Tour' probably came from a bookseller." Iss puzzled.

Ernie threw the book aside, yawned and complained, "Why is the auction held at night?"

Horse-drawn carriages are trampling down the street, and the holy imperial city is even more lively under the night sky. There are fat women everywhere inviting customers to taste her fried donuts, appearing from time to time in the corners of the street and in the shadow of pillars. A piece of skirt, when someone passes by, two shadows are separated on the ground like a frightened robin. The gorgeous magic effect lights that cannot be appreciated during the day are finally showing their charm. The colorful street lights and photos dazzle the little country bumpkin Ai Derian's eyes.

The Emerald Valley has always been quiet after sunset, except for some nocturnal animals, it is often quiet, and I have never seen such a lively night even in Pagrama—maybe it is because the nobleman forbids him to go out at night.

Xiaolong pouted excitedly and lay on the car window unwilling to get off, but behind him was thinking about other things.

Adrian's sleepwalking is getting worse.

It might have been accidental to find him squatting and sleeping twice at the door when he first arrived at the Holy Imperial Capital, but these past few days, Yisi has developed the habit of waking up on time in the middle of the night—there must be no temperature around him.

Then you can find snoring dragons in various places in the house.

The day before yesterday he slept on his stomach on the kitchen table, the day before yesterday he curled up in front of the fireplace in the front hall, and he actually crawled up to the attic last night. Adrian still had a handful of spider webs in his hand when Iss found him.

Mr. Noble, who is obsessed with cleanliness, insisted on taking him into the bathroom and taking a shower before hugging him to bed—and Xiaolong didn't wake up.

If it wasn't for the auction tonight, Yisi would have stayed up all night to observe what was going on. Now he no longer thinks that malnutrition can explain it.

And, moss, peas, onions and cucumbers... Adrian would have been driven mad by Layton's pottery - if not for the ham and roast.

But during the day, Xiaolong still jumps up and down with Aini, harassing Layton, harassing Casey, harassing Werther... Well, well, they can't solve the enchantment of the necromancer.

Adrian still didn't know what he was doing in the middle of the night.

But in addition to sleeping longer and longer - today Layton needs to bake the caramel cake for afternoon tea and send it to the room in advance to tempt him to get up.

It was clear that he had only verbally promised that the biscuit would make him wake up obediently, Ice thought gloomily.

Aini had finished flipping through the book, looking around with Adrian in boredom.

"Oh--Ed, look, look, that person actually planted piranhas on his head!"

"I see, I see, is he a gardener?"

……

Iss secretly envied Leiden who didn't change his expression in the face of the noise.

Werther still locked himself in the room and did not come out, but Mr. Noble had a headache as soon as Adrian got together with the elves.

Fortunately, the lively journey didn't last too long, and the carriage stopped.

The Holy Emperor is indeed very rich.

Adrian thought after getting out of the car.

The building in front of you is resplendent with gold and jade, and the golden light is shining and auspicious (?)...

Iss was shocked by the nouveau riche buildings covered with gold leaf even on the pillars.

But Adrian was clearly smitten.

Someone is already waiting outside the door.

A goatee in a purple vest greeted him, and it turned out that Layton handed over the invitation.

"Is the goatee a trend in the holy imperial capital?" Adrian and Aini whispered.

"Probably...but his beard is curly! The person who registered our house has a straight beard." Aini observed carefully. "...but I think it's all just as funny."

Xiaolong agreed in a low voice.

The goatee waiter's mouth twitched.

Yisi coughed lightly, and the hands with the goatee folded on the abdomen had only four fingers—this is the symbol of the "two-eared tribe" ethnic minority on the Ori continent.

The binaural family does not mean having two pairs of ears, but an unusually developed hearing, by human standards.

But Mr. Noble couldn't think of a way to shut up those two chatterers without alarming the waiter.

So Aini quietly (thought he) began to criticize along the way.

"Oh, Ed, look, someone actually made a fountain out of pure gold! And made it look like an angel...the angels will be ashamed to fold their wings~"

"Hey Ed, look, the doorknob is actually amber! There are bugs in it... Damn, does anyone think it's taste?"

"Hey Ed, the other waiters are dressed like this! Don't they know that purple and green look like overripe eggplant?"

"Oh, Ed, look, the seats are all gold! I wonder if the master of ceremonies will directly use gold leaf to make clothes..."

Layton calmly expressed his gratitude to the waiter who led the way, and gave some extra tips.

But when the waiter turned to leave, Mr. Noble swore he saw him trying to straighten his beard.

Ok.

Anyway, Yi Si was secretly glad that he booked a private room on the second floor.

In front of the small room is a terrace similar to watching an opera, and below the stage are seats on the first floor.

The second floor is some distance away from the first floor, so those who value privacy (and feel that the money is too much) usually book a box.

There are four seats and a small round table in the box, and on the table is a huge crystal vase that made Aini laugh again.

But the advantage of the box is that unless you summon it, you will not be disturbed by the waiter.

So Layton calmly took out a few glasses from his own space, a bottle of red wine, prosciutto, pheasant salad, and the mashed peas that Adrian hated, and a bunch of other things.

Then they found the table was too small for glasses and bottles.

Then the old butler miraculously produced a picnic table and tablecloth.

The small box was suddenly overcrowded.

"Ed, move this little table out of the way...Ah, don't open the wine yet!"

"Mr. Adrian, please let me take out the fork first."

"Oh! Leighton, you actually made a honey vanilla cake!"

Mr. Noble became uneasy: "Are you here for a picnic or for an auction?"

Everyone's movements stopped suddenly.

Yisi closed the box door calmly: "At least make an enchantment that can warn you."

So with the acquiescence (?) of Mr. Noble, Adrian and the elf (and maybe the butler) ate the auction before it even started.

But finish the vegetables first.Mr. Noble insisted.

Adrian has always been very passionate about food, and Iss has always thought that dragons are easy to raise (?).

But since Layton brought vegetables such as cabbage and lettuce to the table, Adrian's picky eating surprised Mr. Noble.

The pea puree, which is half-cooked peas in the boiled beef broth, added with chopped bacon fat and mashed together, is not really a vegetable in the true sense.

Even so, Adrian still had a disgusted expression on his face.

Dragons like fruit but hate vegetables.

Adrian was slowly digging up the pea puree, waiting for Iss to divert his attention—so that he could pour it into the big purple crystal vase.

Aini kept looking downstairs.

As the time approached, the golden seats in the hall were almost full.

"It's so dazzling." The elf sighed.

Gold chairs weren't enough, and the guys who came to the auction seemed afraid that the chair would steal the limelight from them.

The tall hats of the ladies were covered with light gauze, but the long shoulders were heavy and the earrings were gorgeous, the cuffs were embroidered with gold and silver thread, and the breasts were dazzling pearl necklaces and gemstone brooches.A white fur cloak was worn over a rose-coloured dress, or a velvet cape hung over a peacock-blue gown trimmed with onyx.Even the pointed-toed shoes of the gentlemen around them are decorated with various gem buckles.

The originally dim hall was filled with light reflected by various gemstones for a while, and everyone was unwilling to have any chance to show their luxury taste.

The elf in the green linen burqa sighed while gnawing on the ham: "There is nothing more exciting than a gang of bandits breaking into the auction hall."

"This is the holy imperial capital." Layton said.

He has already made the tea.

Only then did Aini discover those spear points that shone like jewels.

"An auction actually uses Holy See knights as bodyguards?" He couldn't mistake the emblem on their soft armor.

Yisi also leaned forward and looked down: "There must be some important person coming."

This is not surprising.

Auctions were originally a pastime for wealthy businessmen and nobles, especially the auctions during the Full Moon Festival, where there was a high chance of heavyweight guests.

"Oh? Where is it?" Adrian took the opportunity to drop the pea puree and pretended to be curious.

Annie rolled his eyes.

"How could a real big shot sit down and wait for you to see?" What did this ignorant dragon think the box was for?

Hiss - behind them, the blood prince who is currently interested in cooking took a sip of tea leisurely and looked at Yisi.

Iss smiled gracefully, and the hall was suddenly brightly lit.

"The auction is about to begin."