When he has his hands free, he will still go and catch the Strange Fire Bird. He must take revenge.

In addition to the Strange Fire Sparrow, he also decided to check out the Killer Guild. These two organizations had been causing trouble for him time and again, as if they really thought he was made of clay.

Thinking of this, he picked up his things, left the wizard tower and headed for the classroom.

…

The lecture process was naturally boring, and even a little dry-mouthed. However, with two Level 4 students in the class, everyone was more motivated. Some people listened with spiritual light in their eyes, and it was obvious that they were not far from Level 4.

Seeing this, Dolai was very pleased.

After finishing the class, he left the classroom directly, returned to the wizard tower, changed into a formal suit, and went out again. He was going to participate in the monthly auction.

Just after he walked away in a swagger, countless pieces of news spread out.

…

In the wilderness, the sky was clear and cloudless. The weather in late autumn was a little cool. Standing high in the sky and looking to the north, snow had even begun to accumulate on some high mountains.

Winter is coming.

Dolai felt a little nostalgic when he thought about his days in the Northern Kingdom.

In the blink of an eye, it has been five years since I came here. Time flies.

When the Wind Walking Technique is unleashed, unless a large-scale mental sweep is carried out, his figure cannot be found at all.

Soon he arrived at Wassenburg.

Dozens of kilometers away, he sent a message to the Glory Wizard Alliance, reporting his arrival.

It’s actually quite annoying to report every time, but there’s no other way, that’s the rule.

Soon, he stood at the door of the huge auction house.

Today is October 30th, and tomorrow is October 31st, which is the day when the auction house holds its monthly auction. A number of high-level potions will flow out, and Dolai's goal lies among these potions.

Level six potions can be supplied to level four wizards. Level four wizards are actually quite rich. I don’t know if I can get them by spending money.

Thinking of this, he walked into the auction house. He came here to see if there were any advanced furnaces.

Anything can be auctioned at the auction house, from magic crystals as small as the size of a little finger nail to wizard towers tens of meters high and airships hundreds of meters long. It can be said that as long as it is permitted by imperial law, anything can be sold.

Not to mention level six potions, even level seven potions can be found in the auction house if you have the chance.

Although Dole arrived only one day early, the entrance of the auction house was still crowded with people who arrived early to grab a spot.

It was Dolai's first time to visit a place of this size, and he was still a little uncomfortable. After entering, he found it was a mess with people everywhere, and the people from the auction house were standing at the back, selling tickets.

The team was very long, but it was clearly divided into many teams, adventurers, mercenaries, nobles, ordinary soldiers, and most importantly, there was a separate channel for wizards.

The wizard's separate passage naturally had the least people. Dolai walked over and followed behind one of them.

The man looked back at Dolai and said nothing.

There were three people in front of Dolai, all of whom needed a private room. The strength of these wizards varied, with the lowest being level two and the highest being level five. They all lined up obediently.

There were five people responsible for buying tickets for the wizards, three of whom were fighters above level five, and two wizards of unknown strength.

Obviously, these are masters of maintaining order and are the foundation of the auction house.

Soon he came in front of Dolai and spoke slowly and in a deep voice, "One of the smallest private rooms." He was wearing an ordinary suit, so he took out the fourth-level wizard medal of the Glory Wizard Union and showed it to him.

The young man who bought the ticket saw the medal, nodded, and handed Dolai a key, "Third floor, room 102."

The price of the private room is not expensive, only three thousand gold coins, but for ordinary people, this is a sky-high price. For an ordinary second-level wizard, this money can buy ten bottles of fourth-level potions, which is totally unnecessary.

But for high-level wizards, these are not worth mentioning.

There are many venues for the auction, and this auction was relatively large, so it was held in the largest venue.

After entering, he came to the second floor. Under the guidance of the waiter, he quickly found his room and walked in.

The private room is indeed small, and can only accommodate two people side by side. There is a table, two stools, and some fruits that look very fresh on the table.

The auction would not start until tomorrow, so there was no need to rush. After asking people not to disturb him, he sat on a stool and closed his eyes to meditate.

After a while, he opened his eyes with a frown on his face. Erangel was looking for him.

"Where are you?"

“I’m at the Wassenburg Auction!”

The man hesitated for a moment and said, "After the auction, please come back. I need to see you."

"OK."

Dole didn't understand why this guy was looking for him, so he sent a message to Lamb.

Not long after, Lamb replied, "The Empire has seized some of the academy's supplies. It should be the work of the Third Prince's envoy."

Duolai's mouth curled slightly, and he just replied, "I know," and stopped paying attention.

Night fell and quickly ended. When the dome above was slightly brighter, the entire auction came into action. People came and went, various things were arranged, and the auction hall, which had been silent all night, was flooded with people from outside.

The auction is about to begin.

Dole sat upright, ready to start.

Just then, the door of the private room rang and the waiter brought in the auction list.

Dole gave out a tip of two gold coins and took the list to look at it. It was the first time he knew that the private room had this benefit. There was actually a list. Now he didn't have to waste his energy paying attention to other things.

Sitting on the stool, he opened the list, took a closer look, and felt a little moved.

The scale of this auction was somewhat larger than previous auctions. It had everything from large-scale materials at level three to high-end materials at level five and six, as well as two or three relatively rare level seven materials. There were also high-level potions, alchemical products, weapons, armor, etc. In addition to these regular items, there were also some slaves for sale.

A group of dwarves, a group of werewolves, and two female elves are on the list.

Seeing this, Dolai had a new understanding of the power of the auction house. They dared to auction the elves directly, and they were not afraid of causing retaliation from the elves. He had always thought that such transactions of special races would be held in private auctions, but he didn't expect that this kind of orthodox auction would also work.

He had never seen an elf, but this time he could see it and see if it was as beautiful as the legend said.

As for the dwarves and werewolves, Dolai sometimes encountered them on the road outside, which was not too rare. However, the elves were really rare.

The sixth-level mental power potion he wanted to buy was on the list above, and he breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the money was not wasted.

I took a close look at the list and found nothing else to focus on, so I put the list down and closed my eyes slightly.

The auction hasn't started yet, and it's a mess outside, not worth paying attention to.

Just at this moment, there was a quarrel outside the private room. Duolai couldn't bear to see others quarreling, so he simply closed the small door.