After traveling through time, I want to become a magical omnipotent saint

It's the night of the black market auction.

The auction just started after midnight.

Isabella continued to wear the same black outfit as last time, with a white smiling mask on, and her magic source was controlled at the intermediate second level.

This time, the face she replaced was the white-haired girl from the last time in the Silent Forest.

The hair was tied into a high ponytail with the hair left loose and secured with a pearl bun.

When we arrived at the auction venue, there were only four members of the Flower of Sin Organization standing at the door. They were bodyguards responsible for guarding the door and their strength was at the level of intermediate magicians.

"Little sister, you've come to the wrong place!"

The four men were alert, and one of the men saw Isabella approaching and spoke out to dissuade her.

"I'm here to attend the auction."

"The auction has already started. Are you here alone?"

Isabella was silent for a moment, then replied, "It was Lady Higanbana who ordered me to come here, but I will only pay the cheapest ticket. If you don't let me in..."

"...Come in, you are one of us. May I ask your name?"

The man immediately asked nervously, because the little sister in front of him was of intermediate level two strength and was one of his own, so it was only right for him to greet her as a senior.

"Tuberose No. 12."

Isabella said it casually, it was nonsense anyway.

"I don't have time to chat with you. Take me in quickly. How much is the admission ticket?"

Isabella finally asked, pretending to be confused.

The man's forehead was covered with sweat. There was no need to ask about tickets at this time. It turned out to be Tuberose No. 12. He must be a veteran in the organization. Tuberose people usually come and go without a trace...

"I'll take you inside and find a seat near the front..."

After entering the venue, there is a small semicircular stage with bright candlelight inside.

A kerosene lamp was hung on the ceiling of the semicircular stage, and the light made the auctioneer behind the curtain look energetic.

The man found that the venue was full of people...

"I... will go find a chair," the man stood there awkwardly, "wait for me..."

Not long after, he really found a chair.

Isabella found that many people were looking at her from time to time, and she could only stare at the auctioneer on the stage awkwardly.

Why does it look more and more familiar?

I remembered now, it was Robert from the coffee shop last time. I didn't expect this guy to have so many jobs. No wonder he knew that not all the goods sold at the auction were good.

The man found a chair and arranged Isabella to sit near the stage. Seeing how respectful the man was to the little sister, the others could not look at him with any criticism and could only express curiosity at best.

The auction was already halfway through the first half. The items being auctioned were works of art and the starting prices were very low.

All the bosses raised the price repeatedly for five or six rounds and then stopped. The atmosphere was not intense, and there was even a sense of dullness and boredom.

Isabella used her power of insight to discover that most of the 300 people who came to the auction were at the beginner level of magicians, and only 20% were at the beginner level 2 or above.

Most of those who come to buy art are dressed as businessmen. Under the masks they might be the butlers of some businessmen’s families, who come to the auction on behalf of their masters.

The few who came to participate in the auction were magicians of the second level or above. They were not interested in art collection and no one made any bids.

Isabella was so sleepy that she almost fell asleep. Every time she struck the hammer, she felt a little sleepier.

"…The first half of the auction is over," Robert said, standing on the podium, his tone calm and elegant, "The content of the second half is…"

"Magic equipment and potions, magic weapons, magic scrolls, slaves, and rare monster materials. There are no ore materials in this auction."

After Robert finished speaking, dozens of stewards who participated in the first half left one after another and went to the backstage to take away the competing products.

After they left, about a dozen people from the Flower of Sin organization secretly came to the venue.

They were obviously here to maintain order at the auction, not to have discovered Isabella's flaw.

There are ten magic potions in total, most of which are used to amplify attack and defense capabilities, explore mining areas, and serve as functional props.

Magic tools are expensive to make and have good effects. These magic tools should be sold through regular channels, but they are managed and recorded and coded by the empire.

Magic tools purchased at auctions are all illegal sales...

Twenty minutes later, it was finally time for the magic weapon segment that Isabella had been looking forward to for a long time.

There are staffs, enchanted arrows, enchanted bows and crossbows, armor and shields. They are all intermediate first-level magic weapons and equipment, and there is not a single advanced one.

However, these equipments are favored by junior magicians. They can use equipment of a higher level than themselves not only to improve their combat effectiveness and save their lives, but also to show that their status and abilities are not inferior to those of people of the same level.

Isabella sighed silently: It was a waste of time to come to this auction. Damn it, I just came here to watch the fun.

When it came to the magic scroll auction, Isabella finally showed some interest. She had secretly heard that the Phoenix Scroll among the magic scrolls was a fake... It wasn't really a fake, at least it could really resurrect, but it couldn't resurrect humans. It was just used for humans. Damn it, how could a dead person come back to give a bad review?

The first scroll is an intermediate teleportation scroll, and five copies are sold with a starting price of twenty silver coins.

Isabella used her power of insight to discover that the intermediate teleportation scrolls were all inferior in quality and could not achieve the normal effects.

But there are still people who spend money to buy them. Even if they don’t meet the standards, at least they can help them escape and save their lives in times of crisis.

The final transaction price was sixty silver coins. If it was any higher, it would have exceeded the market average price, and no one continued to bid higher.

Next are the elemental advanced defense scrolls. There are seven advanced defense scrolls, exactly seven kinds of elements. However, the quality of these advanced scrolls varies greatly, and the starting price is seventy silver coins.

After all, it was an advanced defense scroll, and many people competed for it. The final transaction price was two hundred and ten silver coins. The production of advanced scrolls was small, and they were in short supply everywhere.

It is equivalent to selling one portion for thirty silver coins, which is only slightly higher than the market price and is easy to accept. However, because it is sold in packages, the overall price is still a bit high.

The final scroll is the Phoenix Scroll.

Isabella knew the inside story of this batch of Phoenix scrolls.

When Ling Yi and Su Ying confronted each other, they used the Phoenix Scroll to have a chance to be resurrected.

On the stage, auctioneer Robert introduced the items solemnly and gracefully: "This time, we are selling two copies of the Phoenix Scroll!"

What came onto the stage were three sexy hostesses, holding three unfolded phoenix scrolls in their hands. The pictures were clean, and the phoenix and firebird depicted in gold patterns were lifelike. The white, neat parchment looked heavy.

Everyone was very confused. There were clearly three copies, so why were two being auctioned?

“…This time we are going to show you the miracle of the Phoenix Scroll.”

Robert finished speaking, clapped his hands, and the curtain behind him rose.

In a cage, there was an unconscious monkey.

He released water element magic and woke up the unconscious monkey...

The monkey in the cage jumped around in excitement.

Everyone laughed at the monkey's overreaction.

Robert grabbed the monkey's hand, activated his magic power, and covered the monkey's hand on the back of a phoenix scroll. The scroll emitted a faint blue light, and the scroll took effect.

At this time, everyone in the venue was talking about it.

Such a precious Phoenix Scroll was actually given to a little monkey. It's such a waste of resources!

Robert then used water element magic to create a water ball that wrapped around the cage, and the monkey struggled to the end before being drowned.

A magic swordsman from the Flower of Sin organization was invited to strike a few more blows, and everyone was sure that the little monkey was dead beyond death.

After waiting for two minutes, the monkey in the cage began to emit golden light and floated in the cage like a balloon.

After the light, the monkey jumped around in the cage again with full energy.

"...Two copies of the Phoenix Scroll, starting price: one hundred silver coins!"

The whole place was suddenly in an uproar.

The market price of a Phoenix Scroll is usually five hundred silver coins, but here, the starting price is only fifty silver coins!

It really takes care of the poor people in the small town!

After several rounds of fierce bidding, the price of the two Phoenix Scrolls was raised to nine hundred silver coins, which had already emptied the entire fortune of the two brothers who had lived and died together!

Isabella sighed again. After they bought it, they would really live and die together. However, the Phoenix Scroll still had a shortcoming. It could only resurrect on the spot. After resurrection, it needed to cooperate with the teleportation scroll, otherwise it would still be beaten after resurrection.

The final step was the slave auction.

On the field, those Chamber of Commerce stewards who had not left their seats seemed to be waiting for the final link.

Those pulled up were all children around twelve years old.

Those who were captured and made slaves were mostly sub-humans abandoned by their parents, and all the children were not of normal race blood...

Isabella did not comment. The half-elf and half-orc children on the stage were wearing thin clothes to cover their bodies. They had also awakened their magic, but it was always at the entry-level level.

Under the magical suppression of the cage, they were not much different from the little monkeys that were just locked in the cage and used in the experiment.

The half-elf girl on the stage was bought, probably to be used as a sex slave, and the demi-human boy must have been bought to be used as a laborer.

Because Isabella was very small and was sitting in the front row, the children on the stage would all look at Isabella below the stage. Their eyes were filled with longing to pray to God and hope to be saved.

In contrast, Isabella found it incredible that she and they were from the same world...

The more Isabella looked at it, the softer her heart became.

I kept comforting myself in my mind, as if trying to calm my complicated conscience: They are abandoned children... not kidnapped...

The most pitiful thing was that their starting price was five hundred copper coins, but the final price did not exceed fifty silver coins.

Their lives are worth even less than a low-quality intermediate magic scroll.