Chapter 38: Sold to Who Exactly?
The item was sold?
Someone bought it?
No… that wasn't what happened.
Just as the Auctioneer was about to complete his statement, the glass encasing the sword exploded under the immense force of Nameful's fist. Shards of crystal scattered through the air like rain, sending gasps throughout the room.
The Auctioneer flinched, along with the audience, stunned by the audacity of her actions. Why had she done that? The shock rippled through the crowd, halting everything. All eyes zeroed in on her, waiting for an explanation.
'Damn it! What is this girl thinking?' Nameless's mind raced, but his face, hidden behind his mask, betrayed nothing. 'Is she trying to get us banned? Or worse, bankrupt?' Panic surged in him, though he maintained an outward calm. If things went south, he was prepared to sell Nameful to the house as a slave and cut his losses. His thoughts were cut off by her voice.