Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 136 The Real Auction
In a rented room in Backlund, Fors, who was lying on the floor, fluttered her eyelashes a few times, and slowly opened her eyes. She saw the bright moon hanging high outside the window, like a round disk filled with red light.

She was sure that she was not dreaming. Just a few minutes of communication changed her life.

She will no longer be disturbed by the crazy whispers, and her life will usher in a new beginning.

"How did Mr. Fate know that I wanted the potion formula of the Ambassador of Tricks?

Did he already know everything? Or could he really see right through my innermost thoughts?

Above the gray fog, Mr. Destiny said he came here on his own. Are he and Mr. Fool friends?"

……

As Forth's star was cut off, Lewis sank into the gray fog. In front of him was a cramped hotel room. Next to him, a lead box was opened, and his fingers were about to touch the tuft of blue hair inside.

As if he had been electrocuted, Lewis quickly retracted his finger. There was no need for him to be exposed to the pollution of the Chaos Sea now.

Closing the lead box and sealing the tuft of blue hair again, Lewis packed up his things and took a rest.

In the early morning, the sunlight shone in through the hotel window. The fishing boats in the port sailed out of the dock area, and the fishermen were full of longing for fishing.

Lewis put on a formal suit, put on a black cloak on the outside, and went to Denia Street, where the local auction would be held.

If he is really lucky, he may come across some extraordinary items here.

According to Miss Stephanie, Lewis found the local "Deep Sea Auction House" and met two waiters in vests outside the door.

"I'm going to the auction. Miss Stephanie introduced me here."

Lewis gave a brief account and then he walked in.

In front of me is a long corridor with classical oil paintings inlaid on the black marble walls and many rooms beside the corridor.

Lewis walked all the way to the innermost part and came to the location of the auction, which was his destination today.

"Good afternoon, sir." The maid brought a mask that could cover half of the face with a professional smile.

It's very thoughtful, and the maid is also very beautiful... Lewis took the mask and found an inconspicuous seat among the stepped seats and sat down.

There is a sign at each location, which is used to increase the price.

At this time, many men and women were already sitting in the venue. Most of them were wearing formal attire that symbolized successful people, while some were wearing casual clothes.

However, everyone who came to the scene wore a mask that covered the upper half of their face.

At the end of the sight, there is a not very high stage. Many gas lamps are working in every corner of the stage, making it as bright as day.

After a while, a gentleman in a black suit and a half-high silk hat came out from the back of the stage. He took off his hat, bowed deeply and said:

"I, the famous curly-haired baboon, will host this auction. The auction will begin now."

He has a good sense of self-deprecation... Lewis smiled faintly. The local gang members didn't seem to be so rigid.

Then, a bunny girl brought a plate. Mr. Curly Baboon lifted the red cloth on the plate, revealing a bottle of green potion, and said:

"Here's a little appetizer first. This is a magical potion that can make a man show his most primitive and strongest side, and be a hero in bed for 30 minutes. The starting price is 20 pounds, and the price will increase by one pound each time!"

Lewis recognized the bottle of potion at a glance. It was a potion prepared by the extraordinary "pharmacist". It could enhance that ability and was deeply loved by the nobles.

As the auctioneer’s voice fell, Lewis heard a certain lady seem to open her mouth and exclaim.

Immediately, the first round of bidding by raising signs began on the scene. Those ladies demonstrated what it meant to snatch the goods and pushed the bidding to a peak.

Soon, the price of this bottle of potion was driven up to 36 pounds.

You know, a bottle of medicine like this would cost about 10 pounds if you bought it directly from the "pharmacist".

"It would be great if these extraordinary potions could be mass-produced. Now it seems that the profit of this thing is beyond my imagination. After all, not every man is as strong as me." Lewis silently complained in his heart.

The auctions went on one after another. The second item was an antique vase from a viscount's house, and the third item was a house that was said to have belonged to an unlucky guy who had borrowed money from a loan shark.

“Now, we are going to auction a precious item, which is suspected to be a precious manuscript left by Emperor Roselle. It contains the emperor’s original text, which no one has been able to decipher so far.” Mr. Curly Baboon explained passionately.

Lewis was a little bored. This auction did not bring him many surprises. Apart from the two pages of "Roselle's Diary" and the bottle of that potion, he did not even find a single extraordinary item.

"The people who come to this auction are all ordinary people. This is just an ordinary auction. It is of no help to me."

Just as Lewis began to complain, suddenly, he heard the sound of another auction.

The sound was not very clear, and even he, a transcendent in the path of destiny, found it difficult to hear the specific events, but his intuition told him that that was the auction he wanted to attend.

Picking up the cane, Lewis's figure merged with the shadow, and the darkness of the auction house provided him with a suitable hiding place, making it difficult for ordinary people to find him.

A pair of barely noticeable brown eyes walked around the stage and to the back.

Arranged here are the items to be auctioned today, including precious ceramic vases and some items of commemorative value.

From his perspective, there were basically no items that sparkled with spiritual light, which meant that there were no extraordinary items in this auction and it did not meet his requirements at all.

“Miss Stephanie doesn’t know anything about the extraordinary world, so the auction he introduced is just an ordinary auction, selling some aphrodisiacs at most.

However, this is an auction held by a gang after all. It is impossible for such a powerful gang to be without extraordinary people.

So the auction I attended was just a cover-up, the real auction is right here, perhaps right under my feet.”

He could hear the sounds of another auction seemingly a little clearer, the sound really coming from underground.

Suddenly, the scene in front of Lewis's eyes flashed.

According to the predicted scene, he pushed open a small cart containing auction items, and underneath the cover of the cart, there was a blue button.

Click click…

The tightly sealed marble wall was opened, and a secret door leading to the real auction site appeared before the eyes.

(End of this chapter)