"Hey, are you okay?" Yorko pushed No. 76 with his other foot, but the latter never responded.
He sighed, moved his body, stuck close to her, then bit the coat that fell on the ground and covered them both.
Don't think about it, let's just fall asleep for one night.
After going through such twists and turns, he found himself unexpectedly calm, underground auctions, huge sums of money, public attention, witch night raids... In just one night, he experienced a feeling that he had not experienced in the past 20 years.
And this kind of thrilling feeling is not as bad as imagined
Of course, if Yorko is asked to come once, he will never agree again.
It was almost no sleep all night, and it was noon the next day when people who stumbled to the exhibition found them both.
Then Yorko was quickly transferred to a spacious and comfortable room. Not only did the servants deliver the fluffy bread and freshly squeezed juice, but also the maid checked his whole body for him, even between his legs. Did not let go.
In addition, at his request, Otto Losey, who had been waiting anxiously outside, was also taken into the cave.
"What happened?" Otto asked impatiently when he saw the ambassador, "I heard you were injured?"
"You guys go down first," Yorko recounted the whole story after dismissing the servants sent by "Dark Money", "You've really hurt me so badly, I can't even save my life. Fortunately, the other party saw that I was kind-hearted and cared for the auction witch, so I didn't kill, if it were someone else, I would have turned into a cold corpse!"
Complaining is his forte when he has been in the Royal Capital of Greycastle for many years. Even if he doesn't get any practical benefits, he can at least earn some guilt or sympathy, which might be useful in the future. And looking at Otto's appearance, he certainly wouldn't be indifferent.
Sure enough, the latter seemed very uneasy, "This is my negligence. After I go back, I will give you some compensation."
"What about the four thousand golden dragons?"
"The witch escaped from your room and falls under the jurisdiction of "dark money", so they shouldn't deduct this auction fee any more. "
"Then don't you save a lot of money?" Yorko teased, "Not only did you rescue the witch, but you didn't waste the black letter."
"The black letter will be remade every time at the exhibition, so it can't be called a waste of time," Otto smiled helplessly, "but Jinlong really saved it."
Yorko suddenly remembered what Number 76 said in his ear.
"Just pay five hundred gold dragons to black money."
"Sir, do you want to buy me?"
Compared with four thousand, five hundred is a less exaggerated number. Maybe he can let Otto donate generously once? As compensation for the shock.
Just as Yorko cleared his throat and was about to speak, the bedroom door was pushed open, and a man with a silver mask walked in accompanied by two attendants. It can be seen that he is quite old, his dark brown hair is mixed with many silver threads, he is wearing a loose silk robe, and the dark dragon head logo on his chest is particularly eye-catching.
"I am the person in charge of this round of exhibitions, you can call me Silver Face," he said with a slight bow, "Dark Money apologizes for what happened to you, but fortunately you were not injured in this accident. We have launched an investigation into the escape of the witch and will notify you as soon as there is any news. The auction amount will also not be deducted from the black letter unless we can get the witch back and you still need her by then. "
"Cough cough... I understand," Yorko coughed twice, after all, he was still the one who planned to buy the witch, not Otto Losey, so the play had to continue, "Don't hand her over to the Anyone but me, the tenth round of bidding is always valid."
"As you wish."
"By the way, I want to ask, how did the person who attacked me get into the exhibition?"
"These murderers kidnapped other visiting guests. We have found two other victims who were robbed of black letters in the houses in the suburbs." Yin Mian replied.
"More than one?"
"Yes, this was a premeditated operation," he nodded. "We didn't expect the witches to have other accomplices, or rather, they dared to attack under the savage search of the Dawn Lord. Those who coerced you. Are there any clues left?"
"Uh... that's not true. After she heard that I was the ambassador of Greycastle, she ran away." Yorko spread his hands and said, "Didn't Black Money think about changing to a more reliable audit method? It's not the first time this kind of thing has happened, right? "
"You're absolutely right," there were bursts of laughter from under the silver mask, "but this is also the charm of 'dark money', people prefer to be able to shoot without revealing their identity rather than the risks they take. to your favorite goods. Of course, when issuing black letters, we will carefully consider each object, and the importance and storage ability of black letters are also one of them. No matter who the black letters from the two robbers came from, there will definitely not be another chance to get an invitation again. "
"Okay," Yorko shrugged, "then how did she escape underground? I remember that there were many guards on the passage from the cave to the compound, she couldn't have run out with a burden. Get in. Are the murderers still hiding in a hole somewhere, waiting for you to relax your vigilance?"
Yin Mian shook his head, "They climbed out through the ventilation holes, and several iron fences were burned through, which should be caused by the witch's ability."
Is this the escape route that Anne had prepared in advance? And more than one witch participated in the rescue, it seems that Otto is really busy. "Since this is the case, there is no other way," Yorko pretended to change the subject casually, "I wonder what happened to my guide?"
"She will be severely punished by "black money" to protect the distinguished guests. It is also the responsibility of the guide, and she is no longer qualified to hold this position. "
"Can I meet her?"
"You mean… want to punish her personally?"
"No," Yorko glanced at Otto, "I want to buy her."
"But she's already a sinner of "dark money"..." Yin Mian hesitated.
"Five hundred golden dragons? Just pay with a black letter."
"Wait... Mr. Ambassador?" Otto asked in surprise, "What guide?"
Yorko held Otto's hand and didn't answer.
Yin Mian was silent for a while before nodding, "I see, if you insist, we will give you number seventy-six."
"Gift?" Yorko was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed.
"Anyway, she can no longer be a guide. It is indeed a better choice for you to deal with it. It's a "dark money" to apologize for this accident," Yin Mian said again, "May we still be here. See you. "