Rosegold Gargoyle’s Tongue Blood also helped with other subjects besides alchemy, such as extracting Rosegold Petrification Virus and making certain potions.
Angor knew this as well, so he was really worried that someone might follow up.
“Five hundred, still waiting!”
“Five hundred, can I get an increment?” Twilight’s voice began to show a hint of haste.
Something suddenly changed on the screen in front of her.
“Five-fifty by Number 35!”
Number 35 was… someone among the Gold VIPs.
Angor frowned quickly. There were only richer wizards inside those private rooms. Did they really need to compete with him over this item?
Twilight was already counting down. “Five-fifty! Going once, twice, and-”
Before she could land her gavel, Angor clenched his teeth and raised the bid to 600, causing both Dave and Prome to gaze at him with worried looks.
Twilight raised an eyebrow at the new price. “A raise by Number 187 once again. We have six hundred!”
For the first time today, two VIPs from two sections were going against each other.
“Number 35 called seven-fifty!”
Angor was getting determined now. He did not hesitate this time and called for eight hundred.
To everyone’s surprise, the price for a box of “Rosegold Gargoyle’s Tongue Blood”, a material mostly useless to common wizards, reached all the way to 1,100 magic crystals.
Number 35 called again and offered 1,500, hoping to break Angor’s mental barrier once and for all.
“Fifteen hundred!” All people inside or outside all yelled out. It was the highest bid they saw today.
The price itself was not anything impressive. Yet the item being sold was not something well accepted. It might be rare, but its price could hardly go beyond a thousand in normal conditions. An offer of 1,500 crystals was a little too much even for Twilight Auction.
“Oh, this is fun, a silver guest and a gold one are fighting,” whispered someone.
“But shouldn’t that thing only work for enchantment alchemists? So are we seeing two alchemists outbidding like that? I don’t think there are many enchantment alchemists around Darkivil Empire.”
Angor was now rethinking about whether he should keep up. The current price was pretty high for the box of blood.
The price was approaching an unacceptable level even if he considered its alchemy potential. Approaching, only. There was still room. Successfully making a maximized alchemy item would quickly get him more money back.
But compared to the price, Angor was more concerned with the Gold VIP’s attitude.
“You should give up. It has gone too far,” said Dave as he tried to persuade Angor.
Prome nodded to agree. “Keep in mind that gambling is a bottomless money drain. Don’t rely on chances while at your alchemy studies.”
Angor also thought about quitting. He still felt a little depressed at how he missed the valuable alchemy material. Rosegold Gargoyle’s Tongue Blood was of a higher quality than any other similar inks.
As everyone waited for Angor’s decision, a woman inside Chamber 35 suddenly spoke in an extremely eerie voice.
“The blood will be mine, no matter how much you have on you. Heeheehee!”
As those sitting outside wondered who that was, people in the inner stage all looked at each other in shock. Those who could come here were all experienced enough to recognize that voice.
“So, SHE came to the auction!”
“And that Number 187 went against her? Really? Who is Number 187, anyway?”
“Wait, who are you talking about? Who’s that Gold VIP?” There was still someone left dumbfounded by the heated discussions.
“How ignorant can you get??”
“That’s the most bloodthirsty witch you can ever know in the southern region, Lady Flora!”
“Lady Flora seemed determined to get her hands on that blood. Even if Number 187 won it, she’ll probably go after him later and get it back. Man, I wonder what Number 187 looks like right now.”
“Wet his pants, I guess!”
So… how exactly did Angor look?
Trembling? Wet pants? Fear? None. He was only shaking his head in frustration after finding out that it was only Flora who played with him. He would not have tried to raise the price if he had known!
If anyone would find out their relationship now… Angor could already imagine what would be printed on the headline of tomorrow’s gossip news.
“Unbelievable! The Killing Machine’s Two Loving Pupils Fought Among Themselves Just For THIS!”
Angor face-palmed himself while Dave and Prome gave him a sympathetic look.
Dave put a hand on Angor’s shoulder and played all mature. “I’m sorry to see this, my friend. Now, you should hide away and pretend that Number 187 never came.”
Angor looked at Dave. “Maybe we should switch places?”
Dave backed away quickly. “Nah. A Prophet told me that 186 is my lucky number today, while anything nearby is an ill omen. Please, I still want to have a bright future.”
Since “Number 35” was Flora, Angor simply gave up on the item. He had not expected to see Flora here after that woman went away from Brute Cavern for half a year.
Did Sunders come as well? Angor pondered.
…
Without anyone in her way, Flora successfully earned the box of “Rosegold Gargoyle’s Tongue Blood”. She still humphed in frustration, for having to spend more money than she expected.
And everyone heard it.
Before Twilight could bring out the next lot, someone sneered in Chamber 1 in a taunting manner. “Oh my, Flora… I didn’t take you to be someone who bullies the weak.”
It was the witch by the title of “Lady Lotus”.
“Someone who made a lot of noise back there. So, it was you, Lydia the horny stuff?” Flora “heehee” again. “Bully? So did you fall in love with Number 187 or something? Maybe we should call him here and see if he suits your taste?”
Lydia did not seem offended at all. “Unlike someone, I’m quite loyal. I’ve already decided that Mister Sunders shall be my only love.”
“Who knows, maybe Number 187 is my dear teacher who just came personally,” said Flora who did not forget about dragging Angor down.
Angor tried to shrink as best as he could.
“So, Mister Sunders isn’t with you? I shouldn’t have wasted so much breath on you,” Lydia concluded with another taunt, thus ending their verbal war.
But she did not stop here. Lydia directed her attention to Twilight this time.
“So, despite your promise, it’s still a big disappointment until now. Are you wasting my time, em?”