There is a lord who just wants to draw cards, what's wrong with that?

As a result, these famous paintings were all consumed by the buyers in the audience without exception, and the speed was astonishingly fast.

The people in the box seemed to have little interest in it.

The auctioneer was also a veteran. She had long heard of the reputation of the Almighty Hand, but she did not expect it to have such power. She was not idle either, and immediately began to heat up the atmosphere on the spot.

The effect is outstanding, and some people can't wait to see the next round of sales.

"Then, let's move on to the second round, where the main items for sale will be ancient items and props."

An oval ceramic pot was lifted onto the stage by a lift, where buyers could see intricate relief patterns carved on it, while some traces of wind and erosion added a sense of age to it.

"This is a large pot unearthed from the ruins of an unknown ancient country. It has a history of at least 500 years. You can see..."

The auctioneer was trying hard to promote the artistic value of the pot. Except for those who wanted to collect it or those who had some unknown intention, no one else was interested. In the box, only Edward was staring at the pot intently.

“It’s so beautiful…”

"Are you as beautiful as the maid sister?" Domi teased.

Edward just shook his head slightly, not even wanting to take his eyes off the pot:

"No... you don't understand. That is a kind of artistic beauty, not the beauty of primitive desire. It is so otherworldly that even time cannot erase its brilliance!"

"And that fascinating sense of mystery, oh my god... I must take it down and put it in my room to admire it!"

As he spoke, he used magic to draw the amount on the French window - three thousand gold dragons.

He became the first box buyer to make a move at this stage.

"The buyer of Box 309 is offering a price of three thousand gold royals! Is there a higher price?"

"Oh! Box 404 has also made a bid, gold royals!"

"Tsk!" Edward curled his lips. These guys were the most annoying. As soon as they saw someone wanted to buy something, they would test whether he was sincere about it.

The roast duck in his mouth cannot be let go just like that. When it comes to financial resources, Edward is always better than anyone!

"Box 309, four thousand gold royals!"

"Four thousand the first time... Four thousand the second time... Four thousand... The third time! Deal! Congratulations to the buyer in Box 309 for successfully bidding on this antique pot from the Old Dynasty."

In the box, although everyone was surprised that Edward would spend a huge amount of money to buy this useless broken pot, no one said anything to him. It was just a hobby, and it was okay to spend a little money. As long as he was happy, it was fine. Edward was very happy now.

Domi continued to focus his attention on the auction stage.

"The next ancient item is a magic item..."

There was a broken book in the glass display case. The cover had been corroded into an off-white color, and there were some signs of burning around it.

"After being identified by professionals from the organizer, it was found that this is a book that records 'how to engrave a seal that can store magic power.'"

Many people couldn't hold back after hearing this, and many people in the boxes also began to get restless.

An emblem that can store magic power... If it is used in battle, wouldn't it be an extra hidden energy source? A comeback is not impossible.

"It can be said to be a 'Book of Heraldry'. I don't know which talented magic genius created it. You know, this kind of technology has not appeared in today's society, and this is the only way to get in touch with and learn this technology!"

"Although it is a fragmentary copy that only records the first two levels of emblems, and can only hold a small amount of magic power, enough to cast only one high-level spell, the practical and scientific value it represents is immeasurable!"

"The lowest price is fifty thousand. Each bid cannot be less than one thousand. The auction begins!"

"Fifty thousand to one!"

"Fifty-five thousand!"

"Seventy thousand!"

While people in other boxes were making offers enthusiastically, Duomi was still thinking...

An emblem that can store magic power, can be engraved on the body to allow the use of magic power without taking up extra energy space in the body?

What is his current situation?

The soul-devouring energy dominated all the space in his body and no longer allowed energy from other systems to enter. In this way, his shadow magic had no energy to drive it.

Wouldn't an external magic storage device be able to solve his urgent problem?

Moreover, unlike others who used it as a backup energy source, his perfect shadow talent did not rely on himself to produce magic power, but instead absorbed magic power from the environment and converted it into shadow magic power as his main means of obtaining energy.

In other words, as long as he has such an external energy warehouse, he can still use his perfect-level talent!

Being able to cast magic is a godsend for a soul eater!

"Rosa, please help me write one hundred thousand." Domi said slowly. He had no magic, so he could only ask his sister to do it for him.

It is worth mentioning that Rosa, like Carlos, is born with advanced time talent. When using time magic, the overflowing mana looks as white as a comet.

None of the three children of the first wife were born in the same year, and the second wife only gave birth to one, who was just the right age to inherit Carlos's legacy. The only bad news was that it was a girl.

It would be even more troublesome if it was a boy...

"The big buyer of Box 304 directly offered a price of ! This is already twice the reserve price! Is there anyone else who wants to raise the price?!"

Box 101: "One hundred and ten thousand."

Box 201: "."

"Rosa, two hundred thousand."

"Two hundred and thirty thousand."

"Two hundred and fifty thousand."

"Rosa, write three hundred thousand."

This is how it works when a good auction house conducts an auction. Once there is something that must be acquired, the huge auction house will quickly become a one-man show for a few people.

The competition for money and power began at this moment.

In Box 201.

The muscular man wearing a gold mink coat, with rings emitting magical aura on his fingers and a pipe in his mouth narrowed his eyes and looked at Box 304 below.

"Father, I really need this emblem! With it, I will definitely win the entrance exam in five years and bring you glory!"

If I were to start speaking with a fan value of 1, I'm sure my comment background would be much cleaner.

Chapter 81: The Flag of the Lost Nation

Chapter 81-80- The Flag of the Subjugated Country

"Schnell, it's good that you can plan for the future now, but you can't make empty promises without any basis."

"Even if it's an investment, you have to see the return in the near future. Five years, what can you use as collateral? My son."

Schneier knelt down behind him with a thud: "Because I am your son, if I can't do it, you can just pretend that I am not your son."

"You are so brave~"

"Hehe...you use the identity I gave you to trade with me. Who taught you to do business this way? Well, then it's as you wish."

"Have you found out who is buying Box 304?"

A servant walked silently behind the man, put his mouth close to him and whispered:

"Your Excellency the Prime Minister, we are not officially allowed to inquire about the identity of the person in Box 304, but I learned from a passing attendant that the box seemed to be filled with children and had a guard."

"Children? How many?"

"Judging from the fruit platter that was brought in, if it wasn't one super fat kid, there would be at least three or four."

"Three or four children plus a guard can occupy a valuable private room all to themselves. It seems the answer is obvious. Let's take this opportunity to see how much Carlos thinks of his own children."

"Write it to me. Four hundred thousand."

The auctioneer exclaimed, "The buyer in box 201 actually offered gold royals!"

"Do the other two want to follow?"

At this time, the buyers in the ordinary seats below the stage have collectively pressed the mute button.

What the hell is this a fight between gods? It's just a crappy book. Even though it has value, it's too outrageous to quadruple its value, right?

Or is it that they have not seen much of the world and that this is how auctions are done?

Since others were investigating him, Domi naturally sent Osmond to investigate the identity of the buyer of 201.

With their home advantage, Osmond quickly brought back the information and reported to Domi:

"Master, the buyer at 201 is our empire's chancellor, Schlieffen. This time he brought his youngest son, Schnell, with him."

Afraid that Domi didn't know him, Osmond also introduced him:

"Schlieffen was called the Beast Chancellor by the court because of his rough yet powerful figure and his brutal and beast-like behavior. His strength in all aspects should not be underestimated."

"So, tell me, who has more money, our family or this beast butcher?"

"Of course it's us," Osmond answered honestly. "Schlieffen also entered politics from his father's generation. Although he rose rapidly with his personal strength, his foundation is not as good as ours. In terms of financial resources, he can't compete with you, provided that your father agrees."

I see……

Now, the guy in Box 101 should have given up the bidding, and the only enemy left is the Beast Prime Minister.

Domi picked up a pen, wrote a few words on a piece of paper, and then folded it into a small piece and handed it to Osmond:

"Show this to my father, he will probably agree. Oh and don't peek, I can't imagine the consequences."

"rest assured."

Domi was sure that Carlos would agree, so he continued:

"Half a million."

Schlieffen: "Six hundred thousand."

"Seven hundred thousand."

This even shocked the auctioneer. She had never witnessed such a fierce fight over an item in the previous auction. Moreover, both sides showed no intention of giving up and could continue to bid up the price!

Schlieffen: "Eight hundred thousand."

"one million!"

"It should be the limit," Schlieffen said with a slight smile, shaking the red wine in his hand, and changed himself into a comfortable sitting position with a grunt: "No matter how much pocket money a child has, there should be a limit, one million and one hundred thousand."

There was indeed no sound from the other side, it seemed that he guessed right.

"Carlos, it seems that you don't think highly of your sons. You are not willing to spend even one million. Tsk tsk."

"The final price of Box 201 is million. million for one time... million for two times..."

Just as the auctioneer was about to repeat it for the last time, Osmond rushed back to Box 304 and shouted to Domi, "Master, the master has agreed. He said you can bid as much as you want for this one. There is no upper limit."

He smiled, just as expected.

"Rosa, don't stop. One million and five hundred thousand. Let this beastly chancellor see our determination."

"Oh my God! After a period of silence, the buyer in box 304 actually directly offered a sky-high price of 201 million! So will the buyer in box continue to bid?"

In Box 201, Schlieffen turned his gaze away from No. 304 and took a sip of red wine:

"It seems like you still care a little bit."

"I'm sorry, son. This thing doesn't belong to you anymore. Even if it's sold for 100 million, it still doesn't belong to you."

Schneier, who had just been helped up, felt as if struck by lightning, and his legs went limp: "Father...Father, what does this mean?!"

Don’t you have the ability to bear this?

Schlieffen glanced at him with a look of disappointment and said, "You just can't take the picture. If you can't even handle this little setback, I think you'd better stay at home. You're just embarrassing me by coming out."

Schneier lowered his head, staring at his hands with empty eyes, calculating the gains and losses in his mind...

Schlieffen saw all these little actions. As the chancellor, he knew most of the emperor's thoughts. How could he not know what his son was thinking... It's just that Schneier chose the wrong direction.

Schlieffen sighed, and the treasure fell into Domi's hands.

Spend 1.5 million to buy a real magic plug-in, what a huge profit!

If Edward spent four thousand gold royals just for fun, then Domi spending one and a half million was really a waste of money.

As the eldest brother, Argyle has never spent so much money. If it exceeds 500,000, Grace and Carlos will have to bear the cost. Why can Domi get his father's permission?

Is it partiality? No... In his opinion, it is his father's compensation for Domi's lack of talent.

Except for Carlos, everyone else knew that Domi's talent was only at the elementary level, so it was understandable that he wanted to compensate him in this way. As Agyel thought about it, he understood it himself, and there was a hint of comfort in his eyes when he looked at Domi.