They all call me an Outer God.

Yes, this is not an ordinary aristocratic gathering at all. Even in an auction, there are undercurrents.

Just as those banquets were for political networking, their gatherings also had a purpose.

Sacrifice.

Moreover, it was a sacrifice to Ghroth, the scourge of destruction.

Although Ria and his team have tried their best to eliminate the pollution caused by Gehros, they sometimes face not only external threats, but also traitors from within.

For example, the recent incidents of rich nobles poisoning civilians were all tokens of their allegiance in order to gain the protection of the star of disaster.

Only in this way will they believe that Ghroth will grant them eternity in the new country. These people are very sober, but it is precisely because of their sobriety that they are scary.

Because they all agreed that it would be more successful to stand on the side of the disaster star and assist him in destroying the world than to stand on the side of humans to fight against foreign enemies. Moreover, Ghroth might grant them extraordinary abilities and make them part of the extraordinary world because of their hard work even though they have made no contributions.

But even Swar understood that the first thing the disaster would do after it arrived was to destroy them.

"Idiots are doing smart things, and people who claim to be smart are acting like idiots. Human behavior is really interesting."

In the shadows that the Earl and his companions could not see, countless eyes emitting golden light were rotating, capturing every move of each person.

In the high-up special seat, after finishing his meal on the plate, Swar said this inexplicably in front of Sullivan, then felt that his mouth was empty and it was really awkward, so he started to eat the table.

Sullivan was stunned by this scene, but Swar didn't pay attention to other people's gazes. He just kept eating his "snacks" and waiting for the auction to start.

He smiled and said, "This performance will be the closing of Father's grandest show. He has already prepared a banquet for the audience who will surely show up, and is waiting for His visit."

“I look forward to the last lot more than the first lot that goes up for auction.”

Sullivan was increasingly confused about what Schwall was talking about. He thought that there was probably a natural generation gap between him and these people.

Shival looked at Sullivan again: "How about we make a bet?"

"You want to make a bet with me?"

"Yes, let's bet that there will be an item that will be auctioned for a higher price than the gold coin that will split."

"What could be more valuable than an infinite amount of gold?"

Sullivan couldn't believe it. He thought about it carefully but couldn't come up with an answer. Money in this world is omnipotent to ordinary people, and the value of currency is known to everyone, so Sullivan took the bet without thinking.

He was certain that no item would fetch a higher price than the first mysterious object.

And Schwall bet on the exact opposite.

There was no cost for this bet, but Schwall told Sullivan that whether he won or lost, he would know a piece of the truth.

“You’ll definitely be pleasantly surprised by the truth.”

Sullivan smiled and wanted to take a sip of the water on the table, only to find that the wooden table had been gnawed away by the other party.

Sullivan stopped smiling again.

……

The auction officially begins.

The spotlights on the stage were shining in all directions, and finally gathered in the center of the stage, where a red curtain had not yet been drawn. Everyone had already stretched their necks, wishing they could grow X-ray eyes, and were eagerly waiting to see what was behind the curtain.

People in the audience were talking a lot.

“What will be the lot this year?”

"Who knows? The first item is usually an appetizer. Maybe the Count will take out his grandmother's old shoes for us to bid on, or maybe it's a bottle of last year's red wine." "It doesn't sound like a good thing. I'd better take a nap first. Call me when there's something good."

As he spoke, the gentleman sitting in the third row reached out and pulled his hat down until it covered his eyes, intending to take a rest.

His companions all admired his ability to sleep anywhere, but they expected that not many people would want to bid for the first item. Besides, since everyone was rich or noble, their civility and quality meant that they would not make any noise and lose their composure.

They are destined to be closely related to etiquette since birth——

Until a lady in red, wearing a long skirt and a feather mask, opened the curtain seductively and charmingly. On the counter behind the curtain, the gold reflected the light and sparkled.

"Everyone, this is a gold coin that can be split infinitely. Its purity is beyond doubt. After our jeweler's comprehensive appraisal, I can assure you that its splitting does not cost anything, and it can be split more and more in a square order!"

"If you don't believe me, I can show you."

As she spoke, the lady in charge of the auction made a few wishes to the gold coins on the counter, and then, in full view of everyone, the number of gold coins increased and increased.

The breathing of the people in the audience almost stopped at this moment, and countless people's burning eyes were fixed on the gold.

"This is different from the previous years when the first auction item was always an appetizer..."

Some people couldn't help but clench their fists and swallow.

The voice on the stage continued.

"The starting bid for this mysterious item: One gold coin!!!"

"!!!!!!!!!"

The whole audience was in an uproar as soon as these words were spoken. It had to be said that professionals were professionals indeed. They were able to mobilize everyone's emotions with just a few words. Moreover, as the first item to be auctioned, the starting price was terribly low.

For those rich people, one gold coin is not enough for their daily pocket money, but at this moment, the whole place is boiling like boiling water.

"I'll give you ten gold coins!"

"I'll give you a hundred!"

"I'll give you ten thousand!"

"One hundred thousand!"

"one million!!!"

"Ten million!!!"

Whoever can get the mysterious item on the stage at this moment can instantly become the richest person in the world. The little price paid now is nothing.

People's eyes were red, the bidding now was no longer an ordinary auction, but a moment of competition of wealth.

No matter who finally wins the bid for this item, they will have to empty their own pockets. The one with the most money will win. The winner knows that he will not lose, and he will even sell his property on the spot to get the mysterious item.

The person who originally wanted to sleep was suddenly squeezed in the middle by the people around him. Those people were too excited and even stood up and argued with each other, as if they would tear into pieces any friend who dared to bid with them in the next moment.

"Stop pushing! I'm going to run out of air, stop pushing!"

"I'll offer 90 million gold coins! Plus 13 manors under my name!"

"I'll give you 100 million. If that's not enough, I'm willing to offer you my title!"

"I will sell my wife and children right away, and anything else I can mortgage will be sold. I wonder who dares to snatch it from me!!!"

(End of this chapter)