The Auction

"…Siloy potion."

The moment those words appeared, the audience held their breaths in anticipation.

Yufie's eyes narrowed as she observed the audience and felt their emotional fluctuations through her mental power.

Anticipation. Fear. Nervousness.

These three emotions welled up inside everyone as they wondered her next words.

How many Siloy potions would be sold?

Were there were any last-minute changes to sell the potions on missions like the talisman Or for rare materials?

They didn't know. But they did know they had no control over the Auction House.

Yufie paused for a minute as she let the tension build-up. Despite being high awakeners, one by one, their backs were drenched in sweat. As humans they were, they resorted to coping methods.

Some gulped saliva, some took deep breaths, a few started downing alcohol and refreshments.

This deal was too important. So important that their entire lives were at stake.