Drinking juice and lying on the soft back chairs, Gray and others waited leisurely for the auction to start, but what they were waiting for first was not the start of the auction.
Bang, bang, bang!
There was a knock on the door, and after receiving permission from Viscount Fergus, one of the two maids opened the door to the private room and saw four people walking into the private room.
Among the four, the leader is a man of medium build and short gray hair.
Next to him was a beautiful middle-aged woman in a dress, with long blond hair that was slightly curved.
Behind the two people are a young man in his early 20s and a boy who should be about the same age as Ellis. Both of them have gray hair.
"Viscount Fergus, long time no see!"
The leading man smiled slightly and greeted Viscount Fergus, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.
"Viscount Locke, it's been a long time indeed!"
Viscount Fergus stood up with Gray and others, and also greeted the gray-haired man.
"Viscount Fergus is getting stronger and stronger. The battle two months ago surprised us all!"
Viscount Locke joked.
"I just said hello to Viscount Oliver. His expression was not good."
"Viscount Locke was joking. The victory in that battle was mostly due to luck."
Viscount Fergus smiled lightly.
"This should be Gray Fergus, right?"
Viscount Locke looked at Gray and smiled softly.
"I've met Viscount Locke!"
Gray took a step forward and performed a standard noble etiquette.
"Don't be formal, just call me Uncle Locke. These are my two sons, Alf and Morey. You can communicate more when you have time in the future."
Viscount Locke pointed at the young man in his 20s and another teenager.
"I will."
Gray smiled politely and nodded slightly to the two of them, but he felt a sense of caution in his heart.
Viscount Locke always had a spring-like smile on his face, and his gentle words made him feel easy to get along with, but Gray always felt a slight sense of disobedience, as if he was seeing a man in disguise acting. .
He couldn't explain the reason, it was just an inexplicable feeling that made him not sure.
"The auction is about to begin, so let's take our leave!"
Finally, after saying hello to Gray and others, the four Viscount Locke said goodbye and left.
The door to the private room was closed again. Viscount Fergus did not return directly to the fur seat, but looked at Gray and said solemnly.
"Be careful with this person. Don't be deceived by his friendly appearance, and don't believe anything he says."
"I see."
Gray nodded solemnly. Sure enough, his previous feeling was correct. There was indeed something wrong with this person, otherwise Viscount Fergus would not have warned him so solemnly.
On the other side, Viscount Locke returned to the private room with a smile on his face, waved away the two maids in the private room, and then the smile on his face disappeared as if his face had changed.
"What do you think of Gray Fergus?"
"It's not simple. He is too old for his age!"
Alf, a young man in his early 20s, said with a slight frown.
"Brother, you think too highly of him."
The other young man, Morey, shook his head with contempt on his face.
"In my opinion, sophistication is just an act. Once an emergency occurs, my true colors will be revealed immediately."
"But I feel that he is really different from those who pretend to be young and mature."
The young Alf still insisted on his own point of view.
"What's the difference? Anyway, I didn't see it—"
"Okay, there is no need to jump to conclusions prematurely. Pay more attention to the news about him in the future. Sooner or later it will become clear what kind of person he is."
Viscount Locke waved his hand to stop the dispute between the two.
"But there is no doubt about his cultivation talent. Morey, this person may become your competitor in the future. How about it? Are you feeling pressured?"
Among the two brothers in the Locke family, the most talented is not the eldest brother Alf, but the younger Morey.
"Father, don't worry, I will definitely become a mad blood warrior earlier than him!"
Morey's face was full of confidence.
"I'm very happy that you have this confidence, but don't be impatient."
Viscount Locke nodded, and then looked at young Alf again.
"Bernard Fergus is still staying in Giethoorn. I feel that there is something unusual about this matter. You can ask the spies lurking in the Viscount Fergus to investigate carefully."
"Yes, father!"
Young Alf nodded.
More than ten minutes later, someone finally appeared on the auction stage on the first floor, which was illuminated by several rune lamps.
A beautiful woman wearing a rose-red dress with a long slit on the side, revealing her long white legs, walked to the front stage with gentle steps.
She has wavy black curly hair, gorgeous red lips, and what can be called a pretty face.
The low-cut red dress revealed a large area of white skin, her chest was extremely full, but her waist was extremely slender, and it was full to the touch.
This is a very seductive woman.
"Hello everyone, I am the auctioneer Anne, and I will host this auction. Thank you for taking the time to come and support us."
"The auction here is the fourth auction held by Ford Auction House this year. I hope you can all get something you like this time."
At this point, she paused slightly and said jokingly.
"I also know that you want to see the auction items more than seeing the little girl, so I won't hold back. Please bring the first item to the auction!"
As soon as these words came out, the entire auction venue immediately started to boo, and many men even shouted things like "I want to see you more" and "We just came to see you", making the atmosphere of the entire auction lively.
On the auction stage, a tall woman wearing a long skirt with slits on the side came forward, holding a long wooden box in her hands, and placed the wooden box on the auction stage in front of the auctioneer Anne.
Auctioneer Anne stretched out her slender white fingers, pressed the buckle of the wooden box, and opened the wooden box. Suddenly, a long sword with a black ironwood scabbard appeared in front of everyone.
She took the long sword out of the wooden box, held the scabbard in her left hand, and drew the sword with her right hand.
Click!
The long sword was unsheathed, and under the illumination of the rune lamp, a sword with a sharp blade appeared. The material properties were strikingly the same as the swords given to Gray and Ellis by Viscount Fergus.
"The sword is one meter and a half long and five centimeters wide. It was made by a highly skilled weapon maker after hundreds of trainings. It is a top-notch weapon among hundreds of trainings."
Auctioneer Anne said with an elegant smile as her slender white hands gently stroked the blade of the sword.
"An excellent weapon is definitely the second life of a warrior. The starting price is fifty silver coins. Each bid must not be less than ten silver coins. The auction begins now."
As auctioneer Andy finished speaking, biddings suddenly erupted from the stepped seats on the first floor of the auction house.
"I'll pay you 60 silver coins."
"80 silver coins."
"90 silver coins."
"A gold coin."
…
"Two gold coins and ten silver coins, okay, the deal is done. Congratulations on auctioning this fine weapon with hundreds of trainings."
Auctioneer Anne said with a sweet voice.
In the end, the long sword was auctioned by a short but strong man for two gold coins and ten silver coins. From the beginning to the end, none of the private rooms on the second floor showed any intention to bid.
Obviously, a hundred-level sword is not worth their bid at all. Even with their personal connections, they can buy it directly from the weapon refiner at a more reasonable price. The price will not be as inflated as at the auction.
Like the last time Viscount Fergus took out two at once, he must have purchased them in bulk.
"Last time I read the book, it was described that after Hundred Lian there is Thousand Lian. I wonder what these Thousand Lian weapons are like? Will they appear in the auction this time?"
Gray once read in a miscellaneous book about the approximate refining methods of Hundred-Lian Weapon and Thousand-Lian Weapon. It is said that the metal used to refine the weapon is repeatedly folded and beaten.
When the number of effective folding and hammering reaches a hundred times, it becomes a hundred-refined weapon, and when the effective number of folding and hammering reaches a thousand times, it becomes a thousand-refined weapon.
The description seems simple, but it is not. Not only does it require extremely exquisite craftsmanship, but it also requires special hammering methods.
A weapon refiner who can refine a hundred-refined weapon is already a good one among the weapon refiners. As for a weapon refiner who can refine a thousand-refined weapon, only the top weapon refiners can do it.
Because of this, this kind of weapon is extremely precious. One weapon can be auctioned for more than two gold coins. At this price, ordinary civilians cannot afford it even if they accumulate a lifetime of wealth.
"However, Qianlian weapons are not the pinnacle of weapons in this world..."
Gray will naturally not forget the existence of magic weapons. After all, Viscount Fergus has a cyan magic weapon.
It is said that this kind of magic weapon is a weapon refined by adding special magic metal and special refining process on the basis of Qian Lian.
After being refined, they often have some special abilities, such as increasing the sharpness of the weapon, increasing the speed of sword swings, attaching fire damage to the weapon, etc.
Adding different magic metals or different refining processes will make the final weapons have different abilities. It can be said that one hundred weapon refiners can refine one hundred kinds of magic weapons.
The weapon refiner who masters the method of refining magic weapons and can refine magic weapons is called the weapon refiner master and has a very high status. Although he does not have an actual title, he is highly respected by the nobles.
"I wonder what abilities Viscount Fergus's magical weapon possesses?"
Shaking his head, Gray stopped thinking about it and continued to pay attention to the auction.
"Please give me the second lot."
A hundred-refined long sword was finally sold at a price of two gold coins and ten silver coins. Auctioneer Anne was obviously quite satisfied. She clapped her hands. Behind the auction stage, a woman wearing the same long dress as before walked out.
The woman is also tall, but she is no longer the same woman as before. She is holding a tray in her hand, and there is a small square patterned wooden box in the tray.
Holding up the wooden box with one hand, Annie opened the wooden box, revealing the contents inside.
They were two earring-shaped jewelry. One end of the earring-shaped jewelry was a thin metal, and the other end was a small purple crystal. Under the illumination of the rune lamp, it reflected a faint purple light.
(End of chapter)