Sonet, The Auctioneer
The amber-haired woman wore different dress than one Ryker used to. Normally, she wore a simple dress that covered almost all of her skin, while showing a small part of her legs as well as her arms.
However, for the night, she wore a dress that made Hylla's look conservative.
The amber-haired woman wore a daring red dress, there is no other words for it, and flaunted it. The dress has a plunging neckline, showing her cleavage. It covered her shoulder but did nothing in covering her arms.
The skirts is long, reaching her ankles but the slit at the side goes straight to her hips, just barely below it, allowing her legs to be shown to the guests as she walked on the stage.
It also allow him to see her creamy long legs, which really was one of her more attra-
He slapped himself, telling himself to not ogled the amber-haired woman he consider as an acquaintance with their constant meeting, not realizing how his women looked at him before they looked at one another, suggestive smile gracing the faces.
Sonet then stopped at the center of the stage, before she gave the crowds a bright smile.
"Good evening everyone, I hope you enjoy the refreshment outside just now," she started by greeting the crowds, to which they answer her with cheers.
It seem she was popular from how some of the men looked at her. For some reason, Ryker feel jealous before he banish such feeling.
After all, he and Sonet did not have that kind of relationship.
"But you don't come here for those. You come here to get your hands on rare treasures, powerful weapons, incredible items, and many more items that would be hard to found elsewhere!"
Her high pitch at the end of it was an answer to the cheers of the crowd, the amber-haired woman successfully riling them up for the auction.
"I won't bother with more words for now, especially since there are more than 100 Grade 9 and more than 30 Noble Grade Items to be auctioned.
So, let start with the first item!" as she said it, two men carried a large wooden crate to the stage, before putting it at the center, right in front of Sonet.
"This is the egg of a Storm Wyvern," gasps can be heard from the entire hall, clear look of disbelief etched on the face.
Ryker was not surprised. Storm Wyvern might be a Lesser Dragon, but they are dragon nonetheless.
Beast with a dragon-lineage, and not a hybrid between dragons and other Beasts could reach Tier 9 when they reached adulthood, at the very least.
This included some Lesser Dragons, with those with purer bloodline and closer in term of lineage to true dragons could reach the Spirit Grand Realm of Beast, becoming a powerful Spirit Beast.
"The parents of the egg, unfortunately, is not particularly strong, only at the middle rank of Tier 9, so, the eggs could only likely reach such strength.
However, it still a strong beast that will surely reach Tier 9 as long as it was taken care off. Bidding for the eggs would also allow the winner to receive instruction on how to care for the egg and the young dragon as well as some materials and method to allow the egg to be hatched safely with no compilation," as she finished, Sonet put a hand on the wooden crate before she looked at the eager face of the guests.
"Guests are allowed to use their Soul Sense to examine the egg to confirm its current state," when she said this, the entire hall was filled with Soul Sense as they prod the egg.
Ryker followed them, joining in the fun. When he did so, he could feel similar bloodline to Mashia, though it was thinner, showing the difference between their ranks.
"Mashia," Ina called out to the dragon girl.
"Yes?"
"If you use your blood to feed the Wyvern, does it possible for it to evolve into a true dragon?" she asked.
"It's possible but it require more than just my blood, though it would help significantly. You also need several herbs, all Spirit Grade one, along with a special treasure that can only be refined by the Dragon Race.
So, it is almost impossible and not worth the effort," the blue-haired woman explained.
"Oh, it just it would be great if we can use it. Then again, we don't have the space to keep it when it grow up," the others nodded, agreeing to Ina's statement.
"Let start the bid at 300 High-Grade Genesis Gold!" while they are taking, the bid already began.
"300!"
"400!"
"500!"
Ryker watched as those at the seats began to throw around their bids, all in hope of getting the Storm Wyvern's egg.
He lightly scoffed. While it may seem like a great prize, they had to invest a lot in the Beast at first as it still need to grow to adulthood.
It would be similar to raising an expert for the faction except it likely cost more due to the size of the Beast.
However, it's likely some of the factions did not plan on using the Wyverm as a deterrent force, at least, that is not that main reason.
They might used it as a show of wealth and power, to show how strong their faction is to the other. Having a future Tier 9 Wyvern would just be a bonus.
Before long, the bid had reach 1 000 High-Grade Genesis Gold, in which no one else continue the bid.
"Sold, to number 14578!" Sonet declared, as one of the people with Silver ticket managed to obtain the egg.
The amber-haired woman then turned towards the crowd with a smile on her face. Then again, with the starting item reaching 4 digits, it made sense for her to be happy.
"Well then, let's get started on the next item!"
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As everyone waited for the second item to grace the stage, another person walked to one of the Golden Room. Surprisingly, no guards stopped him.
He reached the Golden Room before entering it.
"Hey, what are you doing here?!" the young master inside said room exclaimed, eying the newcomer with anger.
The person, covered in black robe, scoffed before his qi covered the entire room. Screams of terror soon fill the room, but no sound emerged, the Sound-Proofing Formation used in the room not allowing a single sound to come out.
When the person finished dealing with the people inside, he took a seat, a wicked smile on his face.
"How will they react when someone in the Gold Room obtain a treasure like the Spirit Oak Fruit?"