I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 133 Applause They are applauding!!

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No one expected that an auction would be held in the opera house tonight!
According to the waiters and the apprentices of the White Fang Society, they didn't know either. They only knew that this was a temporary arrangement made by their mentor, and they were not allowed to tell outsiders.

The White Fang does hold occasional impromptu auctions.

These auctions were more private, often attended by important clients. These clients might not be powerful, official wizards, but were definitely agents sent by certain factions.

Most of them are apprentices, even Muggles.

The items auctioned are often not rare items, but special items.

For example, certain contracts, channels, deeds, shares, intelligence, etc.

"It seems that last week's auction was just a cover."

Kayla stood at the back door, secretly watching the guests inside and the apprentices in charge. She felt a mixture of emotions. "Master didn't even tell me, and instead assigned the responsibility to Bertrand and the others. Ugh, Master is becoming increasingly dissatisfied with me."

The White Fang apprentices around them whispered, "Master Keira, what should we do now?"

Kayla hesitated. She said, "Angel, are you sure that Twilight Wizard is in the venue?"

Angel vowed: "Sure, it's right here."

Everyone's pupils shrank slightly.

There are so many important agents today. If that Twilight Wizard drives them all crazy, the White Fang will no longer be able to do business.

This is a great opportunity to make a contribution!

A low-level apprentice said, "Master Keira, should we notify the instructor? Or should we ask Bertrand and the others in charge of the venue to come out quietly so we can discuss this?"

Kayla waved her hand and said, "No, we're not sure about this yet. If we mobilize all our forces and cause trouble but fail to catch the person, we'll be a laughing stock at best, but if it delays this transaction, it will be a big deal."

Angel interrupted, "Let me say something unpleasant. If that Twilight apprentice is a member of your White Fang, hehe."

Everyone's hearts tightened.

Kaila thought for a moment, looked at the waiter guarding the door, and said, "Is there an auction list?"

After a few seconds, Kayla frowned and said, "How could there be none?"

Then, she patted her forehead and said, "Sorry, John, I forgot. Yes, yes, there really isn't a list for a private auction."

After a brief conversation, Kayla politely said to the waiter, "John, our mentor specifically asked us to investigate this matter today. That person is here, and he's definitely trying to sabotage this deal."

"John! We have to go in! If everyone in the venue is suddenly driven crazy by that guy, the consequences will be disastrous."

"We don't have time to inform the instructor, John."

"We promise, we'll go in quietly, and if we don't find anything, we'll come out quietly. We won't mess around, and we won't cause you any trouble."

Kayla begged the waiter at the door for a long time, while Roland watched coldly from the side.

Kayla was talking to herself the entire time.

The waiter standing before her was a square piece of human skin hanging on a rack.

It was tattered and full of maggots.

Roland didn't know who Kayla and the others had been talking to, but the human skin didn't respond at all.

It just hung on the shelf with its eyes empty, having dried up long ago.

Roland looked at Angel: "Is this John very strong?"

Angel looked at the human skin and glanced at Roland. "You can't tell? He's almost promoted to a senior apprentice. Don't underestimate this waiter. Dahl only has a few senior apprentices. Besides, John is his son."

Roland nodded deeply.

Angel chuckled softly, "Kayla, Dar, and Little John are all having an affair."

After saying that, Angel quickly stood up straight and made way for the 'air' passing by in the corridor.

Roland said nothing.

That's it again.

That's it again!

Am I crazy, or are you crazy?!

With a creak, the back door of the venue slowly opened. Everyone looked at the scene inside and gasped.

The hall was packed with people.

The upstairs and downstairs, even the corridors, were crowded with people.

Thousands of people filled this magnificent opera house!

"Stop talking nonsense and find a place by yourselves." Kayla gave everyone a look, and she and Angel led everyone into the venue one after another.

They carefully avoided one person after another.

The apprentices, each displaying their talents, blended in with the crowd. Some seemed to have found familiar, important clients, and after a few joking conversations, they asked the person next to them to give up their seats and sat next to the client.

Roland stood at the back door, his face ashen.

There is no conference hall or opera house!

The tattered walls, the leaky dome, the ground covered with stitches and needles were all covered in blood!

Human skin!

They're all human skin!

The hall was filled with rows of wooden shelves, each hung with empty leather.

Their seven orifices were hollow, like pieces of cloth soaked in magic potion and hung out to dry in the house.

Wind and rain blew into the hall through the gap in the wall. In the eerie and quiet hall, human skin danced in the wind, and there was a rustling sound!
Kayla and the others hurriedly stood up and clapped along with the sound of the human skin.

The applause of these ten or so people was so harsh in this quiet yet noisy hall!
Roland remained calm and slowly took a few steps back into the corridor. Suddenly, he felt something and put his hand in front of his left face.

Finally, an invisible figure gradually emerged in front of Roland. The figure seemed to be surprised that Roland had discovered him, and his face was full of surprise.

This person is Angel.

Roland looked at the lip print on his palm, then at Miss Angel, who was dazed before him. His expression was extremely interesting. He asked, "What are you doing?"

Angel looked at Roland's clear eyes with a strange expression on her face. She thought to herself, "I even kissed him this time, so why hasn't 'Bewitched' taken effect yet? Is it because I only kissed the palm of his hand?"
She wiped the corner of her mouth, crossed her arms in front of her chest and said in displeasure: "Stop talking nonsense, brat, you don't want to leave, do you? Don't you want your skin anymore?"

Roland's expression changed slightly and he said, "You saw it too?"

"cut!"

Angel curled his lips and said, "Who knows what you, a madman, saw. But..."

She looked solemnly at the human skins fluttering in the wind in the hall inside the door and said, "There's something wrong with the people here. I'm afraid they're not living people. Maybe they really are human skins."

Roland said, "Miss Angel, if you are here to look for treasure, I will not accompany you. My mission is to investigate, and I have completed my mission."

Angel frowned and said, "Are you from the Black Abyss? Why are you so timid? Do you want to hide yourself?"

Roland looked into the hall and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Life is more important."

Angel narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Are you sure you can walk out alive after leaving the team?"

Roland remained silent. He only knew that this way his chances of survival were greater.

Angel was a little anxious: "Do you think what I said before was a lie? The incident in Bloodfang Town was caused by Twilight Apprentice. He is indeed about to be promoted to a wizard, but with so many of us joining forces, are you afraid that we can't handle it?"

Roland said, "What on earth are you doing here?"

Angel looked at the hall and said, "I told you, I'm a special investigator from the Black Abyss. I must take the mystery back! This thing is a hot potato for Dahl. He's eager to ask me to help him take it away. So there won't be any subsequent trouble."

She looked at Roland and said, "He's just a Twilight Wizard who can't even break through his bottleneck. He's nothing. The 'secret treasure' he holds is just a failure. I'm confident I can handle it. The Alaye family has dog eyes that can see things that humans can't. You stay and help. Keira and I will take those cannon fodder and take down that wizard without any problem."
After we're done, I'll take what I want, and you guys take what you want. I feel like someone's about to take the stage! Think about it carefully. I won't stop you if you want to leave, but if you run over the mountain, Dal will catch you. In the end, won't he force you to come back?
If I fail this time, you'll have to come with a bunch of idiots next time!

By then, that Twilight Wizard will probably have merged with Mystic, and might even be eaten by him. Without me, can you still survive and handle this? Humph! "

Having said that, Angel pulled Roland's arm and walked in without saying anything.

Roland cursed Dal in his heart, and without hesitation, he walked in with Angel.

The human skin door was slowly sewn shut.

The apprentices thought a guest had made room for them, but in reality they were sitting on human skins on the wooden frames. The skins were gradually melting into their bodies, making Roland's scalp tingle.

Kayla was squatting in the hallway, whispering to a human skin. Seeing the two enter, she came over with a few apprentices who hadn't taken their seats, lowering her head.

"It's all full. Angel is so confused. All the people sitting in the seats are from Dale Town. I thought the customers had taken the transformation potion and turned into our people. But that's not the case. Why would local residents of Dale Town come to the auction?"

Angel whispered, "There are so many strange things. Don't say anything yet. It wants to play games with us, and we have to play with it. I feel like we need to find a seat, but I also feel like there's something wrong with those seats."

Angel is very unreliable, but she and Roland think alike on many things.

Roland now also had a strong premonition.

You must find a seat for yourself, otherwise you will be in big trouble.

But if you find a seat, you will definitely encounter big trouble.

At this moment, the Alaye notebook on Roland's wide belt moved. He opened it and saw that his eyes went dark.

You come to a fork in the road of fate and see two paths.

【They lead to hell and the abyss respectively. 】

You decide

A. Choose a seat and become a bidder.

Completion Rewards:
“Hahaha! I got it, I got it!”*1;

Become one with the God Skin*1;

Ability comprehension value +100%]

[B. Stand in the aisle and do not bid.]

Completion Rewards:
"There's no butterfly! I'm fertilizer! I'm skin oil! Hahahaha!" *1;

Rotten into a heap*1;

Realm Comprehension +30%】

Roland's head buzzed and his whole body felt cold.

He can draw strength and improve himself by coming into contact with things in the lower world.

In the ruins of the yellow-brown fern forest, his strength increased a lot after he came into contact with the remnant of the evil god, but not as much as this time!

Roland looked up at the human-skin hall, recalling the "soft" buildings he had seen in the town. It suddenly dawned on him that the entire town was made of skin—the skin of a god!

Twilight wizards peeled off a piece of the god's skin and conducted various experiments and research. The experiment was stolen by an apprentice, and this town on the top of the mountain is the skin!

They are crazy, using the skin of a god to conduct experiments! They are just a bunch of lunatics!
The wizards of the Black Abyss tried to collect the remnants of the evil god of the abyss and take them back for research.

The Twilight Wizard even peeled off a piece of skin and made tools.

No wonder these two groups of wizards were once birds of a feather. They were the craziest group of wizards!

At this time, Roland heard Kayla and Angel say, "I just talked to a few people I know. Let's go over there."

Roland hurriedly pulled the two idiots back: "Don't go! Don't sit on the leather!"

Keira had been unhappy with Roland for a long time. Previously, in the big bathhouse, he drove a group of people crazy and also drove himself crazy.

The instructor went crazy and asked him to lead the team, but this guy went crazy all the way.

Now, he's going crazy again!

Keira strongly suspected that the person who drove the entire venue crazy today might not be a Twilight Wizard.

Maybe it’s this kid!
Angel squeezed Kayla's hand, signaling her to stay calm. Angel said to Roland, "It's rushing us. Where do you think we should sit?"

Roland looked at the seats that represented hell, then at the aisle that represented the abyss. He thought for a moment and then made a very sinister choice.

He pulled out the Book of the Dead and chose the Styx.

When Keira saw the book, she was horrified. Roland noticed the change in her expression, but he didn't care about it anymore.

There were ten people on Roland's side who hadn't sat down yet. He silently chanted a spell, summoning ten good and evil spirits, which possessed ten human skins.

Immediately, the ten human skins swelled up and turned into ten people hanging on the wooden rack.

The ten people turned their heads at the same time and looked at Roland with empty eyes.

Roland said, "Sit on them and participate in the auction. If there are any problems with these seats later, they can buy us some time."

Angel's expression was very strange. "Wait, you mean, let us sit on the bidders' laps? Don't you think that's too conspicuous?"

Roland said unhappily, "We living people are already conspicuous enough!"

He pulled Angel over without saying anything.

At this time, Kayla and others were confused.

From their perspective, the necromancer's student summoned ten ghosts, which possessed the bodies of ten bidders.

Then, let everyone sit on their laps.

What made it even more difficult for them to accept was that Angel was actually following this madman and waving at everyone to sit over there quickly.

As for myself, because of Angel's casual words, I sat down with them like a puppet.

After the bidder hugged Kayla and the others, Kayla finally came to her senses. She grabbed her hair and said, "What's wrong with me today? I must have gone crazy."

After the last person sat down, a very bloated fat man slowly crawled from behind the scenes to the front.

This big fat man was about three or four meters wide, with lumps of skin and flesh hanging on his body.

Looking at the fat man, Roland's pupils shrank slightly.

The magic power in him is extremely strong, stronger than all of them combined.

His aura seemed to have reached the level of a wizard, but his magic power was very unstable.

This wizard must have failed to advance and gone astray. Although his magic power barely reached the minimum level of a wizard, he was not at the level of a wizard.

His mental power was also strange, immense, yet incredibly unstable. It was like a large evil spirit that had forcibly consumed many other evil spirits. Although it had grown in size, it was a patchwork of forces that had been kneaded together, making it incredibly unstable.

His facial features had been squeezed into his flesh, his eyes invisible. He could not speak, but his spirit reverberated throughout the hall.

For a moment, the hall was extremely noisy.

"Welcome everyone to the Blood Fang Auction"

He took the stage and gave an opening speech for the auction. His lines were precise, but his voice was very shrill. His opening speech, placed in the scene of the human skin hall, seemed very strange and funny.

Now, Roland and the others came to cause trouble. The audience was covered with human skin, and Roland and his group could be seen clearly at a glance.

But this Twilight Wizard was giving the opening remarks here, and he also gave them time to take their seats beforehand.

He definitely has serious mental issues.

After hearing the opening remarks, the members of the White Fang Society were horrified.

Kayla whispered, "Why did this instructor bring over thirty people to perform the opening remarks at the auction house?"

Angel frowned and said, "You're crazy. Why are you still together? Is this a circus performance?"

Kayla cried softly, "It's over, it's over! With so many people here today, the White Fang will become famous again and will be on the news tomorrow!"

Roland: "."

Twilight Wizard: "Because today's item is very special, please don't let it pass. Otherwise, it will be destroyed on the spot and used as fertilizer. Finally, thank you again for participating in today's auction. Now, please welcome our auctioneer, Mr. 'Heywood' from the Twilight Council!"

After saying that, the fat man Haywood turned around on the spot.

"Aha! I'm the auctioneer, hehe~~~ I'm the auctioneer!~"

He pulled out a series of strange human skin scrolls from the huge folds of his skin: "The first auction item - the land in Dahl Town!"

Everyone's pupils trembled violently.

Mr. Heywood added, "Eighteen human skins are included as a gift~~"

Roland's face changed. There were exactly eighteen skinless people in total.

(End of this chapter)