Chapter 82: The Auction
Although she was aware of Kassadin's formidable powers and his reputation from the Void, Sonya was uncertain about how he was perceived by others. She decided she would investigate this matter further once the auction was over.
Harvey, aware of the many curious and apprehensive glances cast his way, was unperturbed. His identity as Kassadin had a different weight in the galaxy compared to Blue Star. He needed to maintain a powerful image to attract more followers to the Void, and the apprehension or fear he evoked in others was a natural consequence.
"Let's get this over with quickly," Harvey said, noticing Sonya's curious glances, not intending to elaborate further.
"Understood," Sonya replied.
Sonya now grasped why Kassadin had downplayed the importance of the auction, but since she was already dressed up, there was no turning back. She would just aim to complete the task efficiently.
The female companions of the wealthy men present took notice of their new guest and were intrigued by him. They discreetly observed Kassadin, trying to discern his identity.
Despite not seeing Kassadin's full appearance, his mysterious and imposing aura indicated that his status was extraordinary. His tall, muscular build was a stark contrast to the rotund men accompanying their partners, sparking envy in their eyes towards Sonya.
"Mr. Kassadin, I'll need to be more mindful of my behavior when accompanying you in the future," Sonya said softly, feeling the intense glares aimed at her.
She knew that if she were merely accompanying without linking arms, the hostility would be significantly less.
"I told you it wasn't necessary," Harvey replied, accustomed to such attention and unaffected by it.
In New York on Blue Star, Harvey had drawn many eyes despite being part of a minority. His striking appearance and legendary rise meant he attracted attention wherever he went, and this scrutiny had little effect on him.
"I'll keep that in mind," Sonya acknowledged with a nod, though she privately felt the people around her were naive.
Kassadin's face remained hidden behind his mask, and if these people knew what he looked like without it, they might not be so intrigued.
Despite her inner frustration, Sonya maintained a charming smile, linking her arm with Kassadin's as they crossed the red carpet into the venue.
The venue was a grand, tiered corridor with nine levels, where the higher the level, the more prestigious the position. The opulence of the décor was fitting for a high-profile gala.
Sonya and Kassadin arrived at the sixth floor—a mid-level location that balanced prestige without being overly conspicuous.
Seated in her place, Sonya was unsure of Kassadin's exact intentions for the auction. Her role was to sign any land documents after Kassadin won the bid, indicating ownership of the property.
Such arrangements were common on Xandar. Helping with a name on a document could be lucrative but also carries risks. If she didn't believe in the Void, even a high reward wouldn't be enough to make her accept.
The risks involved could be severe, potentially leading to massive debts or forced servitude. However, Sonya trusted in Kassadin's power and was confident there would be no such risks.
She was already enjoying the benefits of her position—luxurious nights of relaxation compared to the grueling demands of her previous job. Serving Kassadin was far more pleasant than dealing with other clients.
As time passed, more guests arrived and took their places. An auctioneer in formal attire began the preliminary remarks, offering polite welcomes to the distinguished guests.
However, the auctioneer was aware of the guests' true intentions and kept the formalities brief.
"First up for auction is a small island located 120 kilometers from Xandar City," the auctioneer announced.
"You should all be aware that this island's location and topography make it ideal for conversion into a resort," he continued.
"The island's prime location, not far from Xandar City, promises excellent potential for attracting visitors, ensuring substantial profits for the buyer."
The auctioneer projected images of the island from various angles via drone, showcasing its landscape and position. A final aerial view displayed the entire island to the audience.
"The starting bid is 200 million, with increments of no less than 10 million," the auctioneer concluded.
The attendees did not immediately place bids, choosing instead to observe others. Buying the island was just the beginning—the real costs lay in its development.
Harvey, evaluating the island, aimed to acquire a spacious location to establish a temple for the Void. Establishing such a temple required not only the site but also facilities for followers to become familiar with their powers.
The island's position would also help keep non-believers away, making it an ideal choice. Harvey raised his paddle.
"250 million," he declared.