Chapter 11 Exposed
When Lujia was dreaming about fan culture, there was suddenly a sense of pressure in the cabinet.
The source of the pressure was not the people, but the appearance of the first item.
The visitor in the next room did not deliberately lower his voice: "The first item is a special-class battleship. It seems that there are many good things in today's auction."
There was an extra battleship below that had obviously been cast a shrinking spell. The sense of technology was so strong that it was even beyond the reach of interstellar movies.
Everyone was used to it and just discussed the magic inscriptions covering it.
The civilization is ahead of others by an era, but the culture is a desert.
Luke breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he has a shortcoming, otherwise he only understands the principles of gunpowder and glass making, both of which have long been common in the magic age, and he would probably just be gnawing on tree bark.
The first offer soon came on the field.
"Five thousand gold coins!"
Without a reserve price, this is not just about being rich, this is about being extremely wealthy.
Luke curled his lips, he couldn't afford it even if he sold it.
"No, I'm here to sell myself."
Quill Pen really wanted to give him two slaps to wake him up.
Karen made it clear that the booklet was a giveaway and was not part of the auction at all.
The quill was also not interested in the auction. It had seen all kinds of strange things in its heyday, but now these were not worth its attention at all.
Lujia listened to the quotation nonchalantly, occasionally glancing at the man with dragon horns in the special seat, and his mind gradually drifted to cultivation.
Money is just a bridge to achieve the goal. The strong are respected and strength is the foundation.
"Faith..." Luke murmured, leaning his head.
In his original world, the official definition of faith was extreme belief and respect for a certain proposition, religion or person, but in the Holy Demon Continent, the definition of this word was simpler and more crude.
It can generally be classified as a strong emotional feedback directed at someone or something alone.
Many races have related sensing spells, and they are not hidden as secrets.
The fundamental reason is that feedback effect is absolutely related to individual strength.
No matter how strong the faith is, if the body is weak, it will quickly disappear like the breeze at the fingertips. People with strong power believe in the law of the jungle and will never even look at the weak.
So far, no one has ever been able to reach the pinnacle of life simply by practicing faith.
Quill Pen saw his wandering gaze and instantly knew what he was thinking.
"You find it ridiculous now? It's good that the strong in this world don't trample on the weak so easily."
The temperature in Flint Pavilion is higher than the normal temperature outside.
Lujia sat up straighter and fanned himself with his hands: "That's because you haven't seen the world."
The feather pen that almost unified the world: ...
"Have you ever seen someone commit suicide because of chasing a star? Have you ever seen someone kill someone because of chasing a star? Have you ever seen someone even kill the star because of chasing a star... Have you never seen that? Then you should see the world."
Quill when he was talking nonsense.
No one with any brains would do that.
Lu Jia smiled and explained: "There are many kinds of fans, one of which is technically called brainless fans."
Thinking of something, he kindly reminded: "By the way, you only have one heart now, so don't become a brainless fan in the future."
Quill treated the word with disdain, and finally uttered coldly: "Mind your own business."
In just a few words, the single bid for an item on the auction site had exceeded 30,000 gold coins. Money seemed to be just an ordinary number here, constantly being raised and flowing like water.
Luke was heartbroken when he heard this.
He is now very possessive of other people's money.
In order to alleviate this fanaticism, he simply began to practice faith to pass the time.
The full name of the faith spells collected by the demons is "Ari Erskine's Notes", which was accidentally discovered by a necromancer while studying spells.
It is very simple to get started. Follow the instructions to build a magical structure in your body, and then use the power of faith to activate it little by little. The advantages of science students were revealed. The process of constructing a magic circle was easier than imagined. However, without faith, a framework alone would not be of any use at all.
As time passed, the auctioneer unveiled an item.
"Dream……"
"One hundred thousand gold coins."
Before the auctioneer even announced the full name, a terrifying number had already been announced.
Usually the first person to bid will lower the price symbolically, but when people see who the bidder is, they become very quiet, and any objections that are on the verge of their mouths are suppressed and replaced with polite smiles.
Package with face-changing function.
In the luxurious VIP seats, the mayor of the Stone City stroked his mustache and said with a smile: "Mr. Leo is really generous."
When dragons transform into human form, they become much taller.
Hurricane Dragon Leo is more particular than real nobles. Dragons are not just reckless men who only know how to fight. Even an ordinary button on his body is covered with mysterious elements.
“There’s no need to waste time calling out prices.”
Leo wasn't interested in the psychological warfare of human bids at auctions.
Karen, who was sitting behind them, sighed inwardly, thinking that Luke had miscalculated this time.
The items purchased by the dragon were not from the Rhine Trading Company, but were deliberately added by the city lord to attract the dragon clan.
This thing is called Dream Grass. As the name suggests, it can make you have sweet dreams after taking it. It is a very useless yet very powerful herb.
Its medicinal properties are very powerful, strong enough to be effective against dragons, but not effective in a single fight.
Hurricane Dragon bought at a high price this time, obviously preparing to put it into hibernation, and it will start from ten years.
"Even if what he wrote caters to the dragon race's preferences, the dragon will forget it after waking up from sleep."
Thinking of this, Karen shook his head slightly.
In the private room on the lower floor, Luke noticed this flirtatious look.
He said proudly: "Just wait and see, my novel will definitely become popular throughout the Holy Demon Continent."
Feather Pen thinks that this person should not sell stories, but should sell confidence.
Hurricane Dragon Rio bought the grass with his real name, and the item has been delivered now.
The Dream Resting Grass and the trial booklet were packed together in an exquisite box and presented respectfully by the auctioneer.
Leo didn't check what was inside and was ready to leave.
The Lord of Boulder City coughed lightly.
Considering that the other party had found the Dream Rest Grass, Leo finally decided to be patient and wait for the auction to end.
With only the last lot left to be auctioned, the eighth-rank magician in charge of presiding over the auction kept the audience in suspense, using at least three punctuation marks and two accents in each sentence. As the host of the auction, Karen has temporarily put the matter of the books aside, with a hint of complacency on his face.
"This item was found by the Rhine Company in a ruin. We have already had three professionals authenticate it and can confirm that it is authentic..."
An ancient parchment book was exposed to everyone's view.
From the outside, the cover of the book has cracked a little, and the object itself emits some subtle magical fluctuations, which should contain relevant spell records.
Ever since the parchment book appeared, Luke clearly sensed that something was wrong with the quill.
Just as he was about to ask, the host took a deep breath and said:
"The last lot, Alex's Diary!"
As soon as the words fell, everyone on the field was stunned at first, and then there was a rapid and crazy surge of bids. There were bidding boards raised on every floor, which was dazzling to see. And the bids are not low, each increase starts at five digits.
Lujia was stunned for a while, and asked through the blood contract: "You write a diary?"
Quill's voice darkened, exuding a weirdness, and said, "Occasionally."
The atmosphere in the cabinet was fanatical, and many people had a gleam of determination in their eyes.
As the most legendary figure on the continent, the research value of Alex's diary is self-evident.
Lujia could understand the reason for such exaggerated bidding. No matter whether they were magicians, necromancers... or other professions, the diaries they wrote would never be limited to miscellaneous matters, but more about the research and insights on magic.
The price reached an outrageous number. The auctioneer calmed down and said, "There are many concealing spells in the diary. We have only cracked the tip of the iceberg. If you are not good at spell deciphering, I suggest you consider buying it carefully."
This statement only aroused everyone's desire for the diary even more.
Luka said softly: "I thought I was the only one selling today, but I didn't expect you to be here too."
Before the feather pen exploded, he sighed sympathetically: "You write a diary, and future generations will make a lot of money from it, but you will lose a lot after you die."
It's so miserable.
Lu Jia quickly added: "Why don't you tell me everything in the diary? This way, the Rhine Company and the people who bought the diary will lose a lot of money, and you will make it back!"
“…”
"Alex's Diary" was finally sold for $280,000 to a mysterious buyer whose name was not disclosed.
Hurricane Dragon Leo did not participate in the auction. The spells practiced by the dragon clan have great limitations and are often related to their own characteristics.
As soon as the auction ended, the city lord personally escorted him to the door, smiling warmly and saying some polite words.
The reporter from the newspaper was recording the event with a photo stone and had already prepared several headlines in his mind about the friendship between the dragon and human races.
"It's a favor."
After Leo finished speaking, the hurricane rolled into a long river. The reporters on the street couldn't open their eyes at all. When the storm subsided, the tall figure had disappeared in the sky, leaving strange patterns in the clouds.
The city lord stood where he was, in a very good mood. The relationship between the human race and the demon race was tense, but a fight would not break out for the time being.
However, while the dragon is sleeping, war might break out.
A favor, the subtext of which is an opportunity to make a move.
"Don't come yet."
The goal was achieved, the city lord smiled slightly and glanced at the gorgeous girl hiding furtively behind.
The girl reluctantly walked over, politely greeted him, and then said defensively: "I have never had anyone publish any literature below the neck in the newspaper."
Both the newspaper and Stone magazine are her hard work.
Naturally, the city lord would not bother with these things with the juniors.
"Go home and tell your father you're safe. Your father is very worried..." He was halfway through his words when he saw the paper in the girl's hand.
Although a concealing spell was used, this trick could not hide from his sharp eyes.
Journalists are racing against time, and the above is the draft of headlines and content -
"A smile is worth a thousand dollars. How beautiful is the victim of the hot spring voyeurism case?" 》
The city lord's eyelids couldn't help but twitch. What was going on?
As the guests left the Firestone Pavilion one after another, Luke followed the crowd out.
The girl saw him at a glance.
Today's marketing was very effective. The girl was considering whether to put on another show to praise Luke's beauty before the people from all over the world completely dispersed.
The city lord gave him a warning look.
She had to regretfully give up the idea.
The city lord had not paid any attention to Lujia before, but now he took another look at him and his gaze suddenly focused slightly.
The breath of demons.
This breath is very weak, and even an eighth-level magician cannot feel it. The mysterious confinement instruments on Luke's body can lure Karen who is eyeing the benefits, but they cannot be hidden from the eyes of the city lord.
Mixed race.
The city lord was a little confused.
It was impossible for a hybrid to have such a weak constitution. The invisible magical elements flowing around the boy were almost in a completely mutually exclusive state.
This reminded the Lord of Boulder City of something.
There are rumors that the son of the devil was driven to the land of exile some time ago. After the devil's pilgrimage, the land of exile almost became a purgatory on earth.
I had thought that the child who was regarded as a disgrace to both the human race and the demon race had died during the pilgrimage, but now it seems that things may not be as I imagined.
If that was the case, how did the child survive the massacre?
The brief silence attracted the attention of Karen at the back, and he keenly sensed that something was wrong.
"Take off your mask." The city lord looked at Luke and said.
He had seen the Demon King and the Saint Girl before. If it was their child, he would be able to see some clues from his appearance.
It was a very serious matter, but unfortunately, when other people around who didn't know the inside story heard it, their thoughts immediately changed. People who knew each other exchanged glances, and someone couldn't help but whispered, "I didn't expect that even the Lord of Giant Stone City would want to see his face. What kind of stunning beauty is under this mask?"
In the eyes of outsiders, Luke is young and his magic is low. It is said that before being received by President Karen, he was wearing tattered clothes and made a fool of himself in the Treasure Pavilion.
If there is one thing about him that could attract the Lord of Boulder City, it's probably only his face.
For a moment, the burning gazes seemed to want to burn through the mask and see the real face.
The newspaper reporters quickly used their photo stones to focus on the two people in the spotlight, and the girl wrote furiously, re-drafting the headline of tomorrow's news with a big stroke of her pen:
"Lift up your mask and let me see your face - City Lord Chapter".
Luke raised an eyebrow.
The identities of the son of the devil and the saint are too sensitive. It would not be a good thing if they were revealed in public.
The current situation is not favorable to him.
Luke was not sure whether the Lord of the Stone City would reveal his identity on the spot, and he did not want to take off his mask, as it would make him look cheap.
People in high positions are always impatient.
A decision must be made as soon as possible, otherwise when the city lord speaks a second time, it may not be a half-command, but personal action.
Luke thought for a moment and then withdrew his gaze from looking for the dragon's trace in the clouds.
I saw him putting his left hand on his right chest, bending forward slightly and nodding at the same time, like a true nobleman, very polite.
Under everyone's gaze, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly under the mask:
"Greetings from my mother and father."
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