Young Master Pragus

For an hour straight, numerous bigshots from various cities dominated the auction. There were tons of carbon copies of 'Young Master Pragus' that competed for all the rare Silver-Grade items.

'I thought father said Gold-Grade items weren't rare, but these so-called bigshots are eating up the Silver-Grade items like priceless treasures.' Eren thought to himself.

He was amused at the countless voices bickering with each other over who dared to do what and what consequences would be brought upon who and how.

"Alright, we've reached our first Gold-Grade item people! This item was brought in by an anonymous person. Although there's no description for this item, or rather these items, I think you'd all understand what they are and how they work the moment you see them."

The petite girl had a feverish expression on her face which seemed to rile up most of the crowd. The only ones who weren't excited were the poor people who could do nothing but watch the bigshots compete over everything.

The most any of them had managed to get was a Bronze-Grade item, and that was after spending all of their available assets against a declining young master. Even still, they had to make a deal to trade a few of their personal possessions for the Bronze-Grade item.

"These items are truly expensive..." Someone said in a depressed tone. Others agreed with him as they waiting for the items to come onto the stage.

Soon, the petite girl left the stage and came back with a cart. On the cart was a basket covered by a glass box.

The eyes of both the poor people and the bigshots contracted as they laid eyes on the items within. Everyone instantly knew what the items were and how amazing they were!

Spirit Apples! Gold-Grade Spirit Apples!

Even the petite girl was enviously eyeing the basket of apples. She was struggling to hold back and decided to take a few steps away from the cart in order to control herself.

She feared that if she remained near the cart she'd try to consume one of the apples.

"I-I think we all know what these are and there's no need for an introduction. The starting big is 1000 Gold Coins!" She said before moving farther away from the cart.

The poor people immediately started chatting with each other about the basket of spirit apples in excitement and shock.

"Spirit Apples! Can you believe it?! Not only are they Spirit Apples, they're the golden-colored ones! The Gold-Grade golden-colored Spirit Apples!" Someone continuously shook their friend by the shoulders as they spoke.

Their friend shook like a ragdoll as they hastily agreed. Everyone was in shock at the sudden appearance of Spirit Apples.

Not even the bigshots thought they'd encounter such items today. Spirit Apples were extremely beneficial for the cultivation of both energy and weapon cultivators! For energy cultivators, it'd expand their core, allowing them to store more mana and it'd nourish their mana itself, making its quality purer than before!

For weapon cultivators, it'd help nurture their weapon auras, making their power even stronger than before. It'd also increase the purity of the mana in their body.

And to top it all off, it added an extra 200 pounds of strength to the person after the first consumption regardless of what kind of cultivator they were! This allowed the possibility of energy cultivators becoming as sturdy as weak weapon cultivators!

'I must acquire these spirit apples at all costs!' Pragus thought to himself as he eyed the spirit apples on the stage. He looked like a crow that had discovered its deceased prey or a pirate staring at a stuffed treasure chest.

His eyes were feverish and he could barely contain himself. He gripped the handrests with all his strength and spoke to his subordinate immediately.

"How much money do I have available! Tell me now or I'll eradicate seven generations of your family!" He roared.

His subordinate immediately responded.

"Y-You have 21,239 gold coins left, Young Master Pragus!" The woman said hastily. She knew Pragus's behavior and how he acted when he found something that greatly interested him.

He'd really wipe out seven generations of somebody's family if they dared to get in his way!

She shuddered when she thought of such a situation.

"What happened to my gold coins? Why don't I have anymore?" Pragus asked.

"Y-Young Master, You spent over 10,000 gold coins beforehand! You took most of the available Silver-Grade items earlier!" She responded.

"Damnit! I shouldn't have been so careless. Hurry, go and retrieve more money for me at the mayor's treasury. Surely he'll be courteous and allow me to give the money back after the auction is over." Pragus said.

"R-Right!" The woman said whilst tightly grasping a board in her hand. She skittered away, quickly exiting the auction with bullets of sweat running down her face.

"2,500! None of you even think about getting these apples! They belonged to me the moment I laid eyes on them!"

"5,000! Who do you think you are Fiengdis? Unless you're my father, you don't have the right to tell me what to do!"

"7,500! Gerald, you have the gall to even raise your hand and bid? I thought you and your wife were having a few problems? Go spend your money on gifts for her before she leaves you for somebody else!"

"Y-You bastard! 9,000!"

"11,000! You're granpa is here, David. You said your father was the only one who could order you around, so how about now?"

"13,500! S-Shit! Nobody told me Lord Randal was attending this auction! Which one of you bastards withheld such information?!"

"15,000. Who cares about Lord Randal? He can kiss my hairy a** for all I care. Unless he has some subordinates positioned near the auction, I can care less!"

Various hostile voices rang out, insulting each other or mocking each other. It was like a verbal warzone within the auction, causing Eren to almost burst out laughing.

'These bigshots are more foul than us poor people! Who would've thought?'