Chapter 572 - Travel In Dreamland
Just as the appraiser predicted, his items were scheduled in the first half of the session.
The auction did not sell all the necklaces at once. Instead, they divided them and presented one each time several other lots were sold.
Angor’s products were low-class storage holders. He originally estimated that each item would earn him twenty to thirty thousand crystals, but the actual bidding price went a little higher because there was competition. This was also the reason why he took the items to the auction instead of selling them to other shops.
After paying auction commission and part of the income to Sunders, Angor believed that each necklace would bring him about ten thousand crystals. Selling four meant 40,000 in total. This was a big fortune even to some of the most powerful wizards.
Despite that, when compared to the prices of other lots, forty thousand crystals was like a drop in the ocean—completely negligible.
Angor was hoping that he could use the money to buy some materials that he might use in the future, but in the end, he simply gave up because the final bid of every single item would reach at least ten thousand.
He might be able to afford one or two lots, but he was not going to stock something he couldn’t use any time soon.
Sunders, on the other hand, won several spell mediums that were commonly used by wizards to cast spells easier. At the same time, such items could assist wizards to create new forms of spells. As a truth-finder wizard, most of Sunders’ spells were unique. Still, the gentleman would like to constantly discover new ones.
Melantha was a little astonished to hear Qetesh’s comment, but she recovered soon enough and put on her professional smile as she said, “As per our agreement with the current owner of the scroll, we cannot read the content. I apologize, Mister Qetesh, for we cannot prove that ‘Dreamland’ is Nightmare Realm.”
“‘Our most trusted appraisers’, or so you said. So what exactly did they do?” Qetesh’s words sounded like sarcasm this time.
“I can assure you that what I have said is the truth.” Melantha frowned as she thought about the individual who refused to entrust the other item to Sky Auction. “Mister Qetesh, do you think we, Sky Auction, will ruin our hard-earned fame by presenting a fake scroll to so many customers? Please trust me. I have a reason when I said our conclusion is dependable.”
When seeing Melantha using the name of Sky Auction as “insurance”, Qetesh decided not to argue with her.
However, not everyone trusted Sky Auction’s dignity.
“This is my first time coming here, and I don’t give a damn about your credit. You better do something to convince me that I won’t be buying a piece of junk, or don’t waste my time.”
Angor listened to the female voice that he couldn’t recognize and looked at Sunders again, hoping for a hint.
“She… why did she come here?” Sunders frowned.
“Who is that, professor?”
Sunders hesitated for a bit and decided to tell his student. “That’s Sennefer, a very powerful Bloodline wizard, and one of the high commanders of Moonfrost Union who are in charge of their expedition teams. She stays at the other planes most of the time.”
“Sennefer? The ‘Witch of Wasteland’?”
Sunders nodded to confirm.
“I see. Sennefer…” Angor repeated the witch’s name, about which he heard a lot from Nausica.