25 The Adventurer Who Likes to Show Off!

Soon, all of Mr. Rolce's students had appraised the horn.

Just by looking at the students' expressions, he already had a rough understanding of their appraisal results.

"Tell me, what do you think?" Rolce asked his students.

His students looked at each other before a representative walked out and spoke.

"Teacher, we have generally confirmed that this is a Gold-rank item. However, we do not know exactly which monster it is from for now."

When the crowd heard this, they were instantly in an uproar.

"As expected, this is a Gold-rank item."

"That's right. After all, the aura emitted by this horn is too terrifying! Silver-rank creatures definitely don't have such an aura."

"I didn't expect that I would still be able to see Gold-rank items while I'm still alive. I didn't live my life in vain!"

"I've really lived long enough to see all kinds of rare things."

There were also some older adventurers in the hall. This was the first time they had seen a Gold-rank item and they were a little emotional.

"However, since even Mr. Rolce's students can't identify what this is, it seems like this horn is a rather rare treasure."

"That's right!"

…

Just as everyone was marveling at the rarity of this horn…

A figure walked out from the crowd.

He bowed to Rolce before speaking.

"Mr. Rolce, although I don't have much experience, I would also like to use my shallow knowledge to appraise this horn!"

Seeing that someone wanted to take the initiative to appraise the horn…

The crowd instantly started discussing.

"Isn't he the one who recognised the eyeball of the Ink Octopus?"

As soon as he said this, everyone realized that this was indeed the person who pointed out that the eyeball in James's hand was not worth anything.

Seeing that someone had suddenly said that they wanted to appraise the horn, Rolce naturally would not refuse.

In reality, he did not have the authority to stop others from appraising items.

He waved at his students.

Then, the student with the horn walked forward and handed the horn to the adventurer.

"Sir."

The adventurer took the horn and started to observe it carefully.

One minute passed!

Two minutes passed!

Five minutes passed!

…

After ten minutes, he still had not completed his appraisal.

Everyone could not wait any longer. After all, they were not here to watch the commotion, but to exchange the extraordinary items in their hands for money.

If Mr. Rolce took this long for his appraisal, they might have had the patience to wait.

However, they did not recognise this person, and he was not famous.

Who would have the patience to wait so long for his appraisal!

Thus, the crowd started to jeer.

"Hey, so can you do it or not? Say something!"

"That's right. More than ten minutes have passed. If you can't make an appraisal, then just say so!"

"The way I see it, he's just bragging. In the end, he couldn't even recognise it. He must be embarrassed!"

"Perhaps the Ink Octopus had been nonsense too!"

…

Hearing the doubts from the people around him, the adventurer's face turned pale.

Indeed, he could not recognise this object.

At first, he saw that the horn looked especially like the horn of a Pacha Dog.

The Pacha Dog was also a Gold-rank monster.

Furthermore, the Pacha Dog did not live in Saint Laurent City, but a place far away from Saint Laurent City.

When Rolce's students confirmed that it was a Gold-rank item but could not recognize it…

He was certain.

This must definitely be the horn of a Pacha Dog!

However, when he held the item in his hand, he realised that it was different!

The more he observed it, the more unlikely it seemed to be the horn of a Pacha Dog. Thus, he kept observing the horn.

He wanted to stall for time.

He did not expect that the crowd would not let him off. They were all denouncing him and urging him.

Some even began to question the results of his appraisal.

This situation was not what he wanted.

It seemed like he could not drag this on any longer.

Feeling helpless, he could only voice his original thoughts.

Although he knew that he was wrong, perhaps Rolce would not be able to recognise it as well.

After all, Rolce had always been in Saint Laurent City.

If Rolce could not recognise the item either, he would simply be above Rolce.

At that time, he would have money, beauties, status, and everything else.

With this beautiful fantasy, he confidently stated the results of his appraisal.

"This is a Gold-rank monster —— a Pacha Dog's horn!"

The moment he said that…

The noisy crowd instantly fell silent. Then, they quickly erupted.

"Really? He actually managed to appraise it!"

"The Pacha Dog… It doesn't seem to match this horn!"

"What's the big deal? Do you think the terrifying eyeball in that person's hand matches a Brass-rank monster?"

"That's kind of…"

"I was lucky enough to encounter a Pacha Dog once. Indeed, its horn was exactly the same as the one I encountered!"

"If it wasn't for this person, I wouldn't have been able to connect the dots!"

"If that's the case, doesn't that mean that this person is even more impressive than Mr Rolce's students?"

…

Hearing the people around him, the adventurer's vanity was instantly satisfied greatly.

Then, he looked at Rolce expectantly.

If even Rolce did not know, he would be famous in Saint Laurent City.

"Mr. Rolce, is he telling the truth?"

"Yeah, is his appraisal result real?"

"The Pacha Dog… To be honest, I've never heard of it before. It's best to follow Mr. Rolce's words!"

Hearing the discussions around him, the aged Rolce smiled gently.

"It looked like this gentleman has some experience in appraising extraordinary items. He even knows about the Pacha Dogs!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd was instantly stirred.

"Wow, his appraisal was actually successful!"

"I didn't expect that there would be a monster with such a name in this world!"

"This person is so impressive!"

…

"But…"

The discussion in the crowd seemed to have hit a wall.

Everyone looked at Mr. Rolce, not understanding why he said the word "but".

"Could there be a reversal?"

Under everyone's expectant gazes, Rolce spoke slowly.

"Although this gentleman could mention the Pacha Dog, this horn does not belong to the Pacha Dog!"

The moment Rolce spoke, the adventurer's expression instantly changed.

Meanwhile, the audience was in an uproar.

"What? It's not from a Pacha dog!"

"I told you that this horn doesn't match the Pacha Dog at all!"

"That's right, this person is obviously bragging. How dare he act in front of Mr. Rolce!"

"He really wants to embarrass himself in front of others!"

…

The words from the surrounding crowd were like sharp swords stabbing into the adventurer's heart, making his face turn pale.

However, he couldn't refute Mr. Rolce's words.

Besides, he knew in his heart that this was indeed not a Pacha Dog's horn.

In order to save his face, he could only humbly ask, "Mr. Rolce, may I know what Gold-rank monster this horn belongs to?"