I was a knight in the Middle Ages

"There are many suspicious points about this staff. First, no one knows the location of the Elf Kingdom, so where did this staff come from? Second, this staff is dim and has no divine power at all. It is obviously a fake. How could they use this kind of thing to cheat us?" The middle-aged man's doubts attracted the attention of people around him.

Like dwarves, elves would enter the human world for training every hundred years, but no one knew where their world was.

Alpha narrowed his eyes and carefully examined the staff in his hand. As expected, he found some clues. Alpha recalled his teacher's teachings that scammers often take advantage of the public's lack of ability to identify valuables to commit crimes.

Suddenly, Alpha had an idea: this young man might be a liar. Alpha came up with a plan and approached the young man.

"Sir, I heard that a real elf staff can enhance magic attacks, is that true?" Alpha pretended to be naive and ignorant, and asked him humbly.

"That's right, young man, you have good taste. This staff is indeed fake, so don't buy it." The young man looked kind-hearted, and Alpha felt more and more suspicious of him.

"But, I heard that there is an identification master in the auction house. Could he be wrong?" Alpha hesitated. He had no way of identifying the authenticity of the staff.

"Everything I said is true. There's nothing I can do if you don't believe me and are deceived." The middle-aged man had a look of disgust, as if Alpha was extremely stupid.

The auctioneer stepped onto the stage and announced loudly: "Dear guests, the first item will be auctioned now. This is a magician's scepter that seems to be from the Elf Kingdom. Because it has lost its magical power, it has now become a decoration. The starting price is 20 gold coins, and each time you raise your hand, you will pay one gold coin."

When Alpha heard the auctioneer's bid, he was moved. This price was not high. It was just that no one paid attention to the staff in a place where men were spending their days drinking and partying. In addition, with the interference of the middle-aged man, few people raised their placards to bid.

"Twenty gold coins!" Alpha shouted loudly, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

The middle-aged man glanced at Alpha and smiled. Alpha knew that his plan was half successful. Alpha was very generous and handed the gold coins directly to the bartender. The bartender told Alpha that the man next door was a regular customer of the auction house and was a fraudster, so he should ignore him.

Alpha knew that the man's eyes were flickering and he seemed a little nervous.

The auctioneer's voice became louder and louder. "Twenty gold coins once, twenty gold coins twice..."

Alpha stared at the middle-aged man, his eyes flickering and he seemed a little nervous. The auctioneer finally brought down the hammer. Alpha knew his plan had worked, and in the end the middle-aged counterfeiter did not bid, defeated by Alpha's acting skills.

Alpha looked at the middle-aged man who got the staff and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"What don't I want to do? I just want to study whether these things are fake." The middle-aged man said lightly.

"Is this staff fake?" Alpha asked in surprise.

"No, I learned from an expert that the reason why this staff lost its magical power is because someone injected dark power into it." said the middle-aged man.

"The power of darkness? How do you know?" Alpha was even more surprised.

"Experts told me that this dark power can only be sensed by professional magicians." The middle-aged man said, "I can sense it, but no one knows how to get rid of it."

"Are you a magician?" Alpha was a little surprised that the plain-looking middle-aged man in front of him turned out to be a magician, the most mysterious profession on the continent.

"I can just feel the magic." The middle-aged man smiled self-deprecatingly.

"The second auction item is a broken blade. We found it in the city of ruins. It is blood red and full of murderous aura." The auctioneer displayed two broken blades in front of everyone. The blade had a bloody luster and was filled with murderous aura.

"Why don't you make this broken blade yourself and then sell it?" It was the middle-aged man next to Alpha who shouted loudly.

"We just found this weapon in the City of Ruins, and it's been less than a month since then. Our senior blacksmith has not arrived yet, so we can't successfully forge it." The auctioneer explained, but the real reason is probably more than that. We can wait for the blacksmith to come and repair it before auctioning it.

“I received news that you lost seven blacksmiths in the process of repairing this blade, and every blacksmith who came into contact with the broken blade died miserably.” The middle-aged man seemed to know the secret of this weapon very well, and also knew the reason why the auction house directly auctioned it off - no one dared to continue forging this weapon.

"My brother is right. Our auction house is limited in its capabilities and cannot repair the broken blade, but that doesn't mean you can't. The starting price is now forty gold coins." Another auctioneer came from the backstage and started calling out bids.

The middle-aged man's unreasonable behavior resulted in a small number of bidders for the Broken Blade. Eight billion gold coins. Suddenly Alpha raised his bidding card.

"Ninety gold coins."

"Ninety-one gold coins." Alpha raised the price by one gold coin again.

"One hundred gold coins." The other party gritted his teeth, as if this was already the limit.

"One hundred and one gold coins." Alpha insisted, and finally spent one hundred and one gold coins to get the Broken Blade. Just like before, Alpha directly handed the gold coins to the bartender in exchange for the weapon.

Just like before, Alpha threw the broken blade aside without any interest. He did not participate in the following auctions, but dozed off on the sofa. No one disturbed him, after all, this prodigal son was very annoying every time he disrupted the situation.

The middle-aged man next to him continued to do his own thing, constantly finding faults in the auction items, making the atmosphere at the entire auction site extremely depressing. Even Alpha could sense the murderous intent in the eyes of the anti-counterfeiter every time he spoke.

The last few items in the auction were bid up to a thousand gold coins. Alpha's wallet, which was not very rich to begin with, was already empty. He could only suppress his impulse and wait and see. When the auction was about to end, he looked around with a smile on his face, suddenly stood up, and quietly left the venue.

Alpha knew that he could no longer go to the prison to see what he wanted. The bartender of the auction house followed him closely, and Alpha did not want to disturb him, so he had to give up in disappointment.

"Boss, do you want to go to the bathroom? I'll take you there." The bartender was all smiles, calling him "boss" all the time, almost calling him dad. Alpha knew that his 1% commission was close to three gold coins tonight, which was a big harvest this month.

"Number ninety-eight's sign is for five thousand eight hundred gold coins." The sudden voice startled Alpha and the bartender. They both looked towards the corner where the number ninety-eight sign was. Number ninety-eight was their own sign.

The priest was still sitting in the stands, and it seemed that he had not been successfully bid for. Alpha breathed a sigh of relief. If he had not heard this voice just now, he would have almost thought that he was dreaming. How could someone dare to pretend to be him and hold up the sign?

"Boss, did you ask your followers to hold up the sign for you?" The bartender understood what he meant and quickly found a reasonable explanation.

"Well, yes, I'm just going to go to the bathroom. I'll book the priest of the Vatican. I'll ask her to warm my bed at night." Alpha shouted confidently.

"Please come this way." There was a hint of anxiety in the bartender's tone. He wanted to take Alpha back to the auction venue as soon as possible because an extremely tempting money game was taking place there.

As soon as Alpha stepped into the bathroom, he heard someone yelling inside: "What are you looking at? Believe it or not, I will find someone to rape you."

Alpha was scared and angry at the same time. He had never been threatened like this before. The key point was that this passionate couple had no reservations at all and released hormones with the door open.

"Stupid."

"What did you say?" The man stood up angrily and raised his sandbag-sized fist and swung it towards Alpha.

"I said you are an idiot." Alpha kicked the man on the head, knocking him unconscious, and at the same time took away the package he dropped on the ground.

"Take it and leave quickly." Alpha took out a bag of gold coins from his purse and threw it to the woman under the man.

"What are you looking at? Do you want to get beaten?" Alpha threatened loudly as he looked at another pair of men walking out of the bathroom.

"Darling, you are so rude! Let's go!" The man twisted his body and actually pulled another man in the toilet away.

"Damn! Big glass!" Alpha emptied his bag, threw it away, and walked straight out of the bathroom.

"Boss, you finally got out. Congratulations on your successful bid for the Vatican priest. You can own her after paying the money." The bartender smiled from ear to ear. After all, in just a few minutes, the bartender got sixty gold coins, which was equivalent to the bartender's basic salary for a year.

"Very good, very good, let's go back first." In such a short while, Alpha had spent six thousand gold coins, but Alpha did not dare to show any abnormality.

Alpha and the bartender returned to the auction site together. A small private room had been prepared for Alpha. Alpha smiled helplessly. The more gorgeous the auction was, the darker it was. Unfortunately, he knew too little and had to sit in that private room.

At the same time, the counterfeiter who was bidding with a placard was also brought over, but Alpha did not expose him. The bartender looked at Alpha's huge array and doubted Alpha's identity again. He couldn't help but ask, "Boss, there are still products to bid on this report. Do you still want to continue bidding?"

"Of course... our master will raise a sign when he sees something good. You go down first! Hurry up and bring the priest to me. My master will pay after checking the goods." The middle-aged counterfeiter replied nervously, and then he drove the bartender away and closed the door. Now the middle-aged counterfeiter can confirm that Alpha also has a purpose, but he doesn't know if it is the same as his.

"I'm here to save someone. I need one last item. I'll work for you for ten years and I guarantee that I'll get more value for money." The middle-aged man directly stated his purpose.

The last item has been put up for auction, it is a bottle of purple potion, the beast transformation potion.

"Everyone knows that the darker the color, the stronger the beastification power. This is a beastification potion second only to the black potion. It is very powerful..." the bidder began to brag.

"The darker the color of the beast potion, the greater the risk factor. The survival rate of ordinary people who drink the purple potion is no more than 10%. Most people will self-destruct after drinking the potion because they cannot withstand the power." The counterfeiters continued to disrupt the situation.

"Don't believe the nonsense some people are talking about! Some people just want to lower the price and reap the benefits. Bidding starts now, with a starting price of five thousand gold coins." The starting price of the priest just now was only two thousand gold coins, but now it has more than doubled.

However, this time everyone knew that the troublemaker was just someone's follower. The two of them were playing a double act to prevent others from raising their hands. In order to get what they wanted at the lowest price, the anti-counterfeiting person's disruption did not cause much commotion.

Just now, the priest offered a price of two thousand gold coins, which gave Alpha an opportunity to sneak away. Now the price has doubled, and Alpha dared not say a word. He touched his pocket and found only three hundred gold coins.

"The starting bid is 5,000 gold coins. Is this blatant robbery? It would be better to rob a cave! Although I don't have much money, I don't want to be a sucker here." Alpha complained in a low voice.

"Five thousand gold coins!" This offer was shocking. Some nobles were worried that the strength of a rival noble would improve dramatically as a result, so they fought for the potion with the determination to win it.

Finally, someone gritted his teeth and raised the sign in his hand.

"Five thousand gold coins. If anyone else offers a higher price, I'm sorry!" The scene was somewhat silent. The person who was bidding the price was a member of the Montgomery family, and everyone present knew him. The Montgomery family was an old noble family with very strong strength, and most people were unwilling to offend them.

"Five thousand one hundred gold coins." Unexpectedly, Alpha's "follower" also bid. Alpha was so scared that he immediately rushed over to cover the other's mouth.

"Five thousand two hundred gold coins." Fortunately, someone bid the price, which made Alpha feel a little relieved.

"Five thousand five hundred gold coins." With the addition of the troublemaker, the scene immediately became lively.

The price was slowly increasing, but most people's expressions were becoming more and more determined, and it seemed that they had already made their decisions.

"Is there anyone willing to offer a higher price?" The middle-aged man was a little disappointed when he saw the scene fell into silence. However, he was very surprised in his heart. He didn't expect that the price of this small auction would soar to such a level.

"Eight thousand eight hundred gold coins. No one else bids? Then, this Montgomery family crest belongs to Mr. Javier." The auctioneer deliberately stimulated potential buyers, hoping to get a higher price.

"Eight thousand nine hundred gold coins." However, Alpha's little room quoted the price again.

The auctioneer looked at the troublemaker, then smiled at Mr. Javier. Mr. Javier was not in a hurry to bid again. The current price was beyond his expectations. He did not expect so many people to be determined to buy it at first, but now the price has reached the limit.

"What are you doing? Didn't I tell you that I have no money? Why are you still bidding?" Alpha was already exhausted and his pockets were empty, but the troublemaker was still making trouble.

"We have no money anyway, so what's the big deal?" The troublemaker didn't care at all. He didn't seem to be worried about the possible danger at all.

"Mr. Alpha, the priest you bid for has arrived."