Master Lich's Knight Steward

Farther away, I gave up the medium-sized city of Mecca near the ancient Roca Mountains. Although it has been the prosperous capital of the Kingdom of Aisen for 30 years, it is now deliberately weakened by the empire, and it does not even have an auction house.

Yes, auctions, only auctions can allow Lich's rare precious plants to win what they deserve, even far exceeding the expected value.

This is what Ludwig told him swearingly——from the owner who only bartered in the Abyss.

After Midsummer's Eve, the lotus under the moon in Claus Manor will be on the market.Although it has only grown for half a year, the thyme that has been spawned by the rich magical elements is completely different from its kind that grows in the barren wilderness.The silver-green plants are full of beauty, and the small moonlight-colored fruits can lure every mage crazy.

Even the Lich himself is quite reluctant...but he can still tell the difference.Otherwise, as soon as he saw these cute little things, he decided to go straight to the butler of the imperial capital, St. Ceylon, and he might spank his ass severely regardless of the terms of the soul contract.

A few live Moonflowers were the highlight of this auction, but not all.

The items that need to be auctioned also include exotic flowers and plants accidentally born in breeding experiments, and the poisonous mushroom extract that Lawrence sold to the Shadow Guild before-the killers painted it on their daggers and found that it was more effective than drinking it directly. Bleeding from seven holes, the auxiliary effect of continuous weakness, hallucinations and pain that ignores blessings to dispel is even more precious.

As a result, the remaining bottles of unknown poison have changed hands several times, and they have been sold at a sky-high price of [-] gold coins and ten milliliters on the mercenary union reward list. Selling it for a dozen, thinking it was a bargain.

"It's just a poison with a curse effect... I didn't know that De Meyer's biological resistance to poison is so poor." Lawrence, who was accused by his servant of being wasteful, defended himself: "That kind of poison can kill even a three-headed dog in the bottomless abyss." Poison can't kill you."

"The three-headed dog is already a terrifying monster on our side." The butler replied with a twitching mouth, and decided to find a bookstore to buy a few books similar to "De Mayer's Biography of Magical Creatures" for his master. He had had enough. This common sense is wrong.

"Anyway, if you don't sell the first batch at a low price, and no one knows its value now, just invest in the current period. The important thing now is whether you have a good name or not?"

Ludwig kept writing on a large pile of auction application forms, and after spending enough words to let the auction house understand that this was the kind of precious poison that was being offered a reward, he realized that the column for the name of the auction item was still blank.

The ignorant master and servant who first came to St. Ceylon knew that the world-famous God of Wealth Phoebus' Gift Auction (referred to as the God of Wealth Auction) has set up a permanent site in the imperial capital in recent years. A big shot in ten days.

Wealth has always followed power, and now that the Rockefeller Empire ruled the mainland, its center of power naturally gathered a large number of business opportunities that could attract the attention of followers of the God of Wealth.

The registration forms for the God of Wealth Auction House are free to collect, so Ludwig grabbed a large stack unceremoniously, and then worked hard with his master in the economy room of this cheap hotel to fill them up.

"Name? Oh yes, I can't use the name of the illegitimate child of the Willinghild family."

The lich, who was jumping and thinking, didn't tell the truth. In his concept, poison is poison, and it is the raw materials that are used to distinguish the different types, not the hype names that Demeyer people like to give.

"I mean, you have to give these poisons a good name that attracts the attention of the nobles and is willing to pay gold coins. The words super poisonous mushroom extract will only make people laugh!"

Ludwig was almost going crazy, and now his stomach hurts whenever he thinks of those gibberish names in the Lich experiment records.

"Of course, it's also necessary to give yourself an alias. If you don't tell me, I'll almost forget it."

Although the Willinghild family has almost no vigilance towards this disreputable illegitimate child, it does not mean that this state of freedom can be maintained after the auction items under his name become famous.

"Name...well, name..."

The lich is very difficult. Since ancient times, spell operators have not been very talented in naming names. This can be seen from the first page of the standard spell dictionary: small fireball, fireball, big fireball, continuous fireball, meteor fire rain and other nouns. Get a glimpse.The last literary name was changed by a late blooming aristocratic magister. It was originally called Fireball Rain.

So he pushes the problem back to his servant, whom he was made to solve for himself anyway!

"What do you think Louis?"

"How about the curse of Cenadus?"

The same uncreative butler suggested that the name of the cursed god is very suitable to describe this rather vicious potion.

"Very good, that's it!" The Lich nodded immediately. In fact, Ludwig suggested the name "Angola's Vomiting", and I'm afraid he would not object.

"As for my name, write Hill...Hilburton."

"Very good," Ludwig swiped his pen, "Can you strengthen a few confusion spells? I remember that auction items above Grade A require the seller to pass the real-name identification."

If it doesn't work, you can only report them as B-level items, which may have little effect on the transaction price of poison, but thinking of the perfect appearance of the lotus beads under the moon, the miser butler still wants to take gold coins from the pockets of the nobles whose eyes are above the top. Woolen cloth.

"Of course it's the real name!" The lich now named Lawrence cried out, and he reached out his hand to tap the man's plump forehead in great dissatisfaction: "That's the name engraved on your skull."

Why?So speaking of it, if you write about Lawrence.Eisen.Wellinghilde's words won't pass the appraisal?

The lich who impersonated the illegitimate child was a little confused for a while, and finally felt that the name of the soul and the name of the body were real. Anyway, the gods did not stipulate that Demeyer's creatures could only have one real name.

Helplessly avoiding the fingers resting on his forehead, Ludwig, who has been raised as a future ruler since he was a child, doesn't know how to describe this feeling... Is he being molested?

"Then we have to declare three grade A items under Mr. Hilburton's name, namely the living body "Lotus under the Moon", the poison "Cenadeus' Curse" and the mutated ornamental plant "Crystal Flower Vine". Embarrassed The housekeeper responds to all changes without change, and does the reporting work seriously.

The last plant is a hybrid of crystal rose and sage by Lich. It has thin transparent rattans like soft rat tails and miniature purple rose flowers. If it is handled properly, it is a perfect natural ornament.

At the auction, they were able to exchange for 10,000+ gold coins, which would definitely enrich the small treasury of Cross Mountain Villa this time!

"Everything will trigger an upsurge. It is conservatively estimated that we can bring back about..."

"Can I buy an enchanted high-level staff and those potion seeds?"

His Master Lawrence immediately interrupted him with twinkling star eyes. To be honest, the lich has become more and more proficient in the use of eyes.

"..." Ludwig was speechless, well, he withdrew the preface, and he would be satisfied if he could leave the travel expenses home in the end.

Contrary to Butler Ludwig's expectations, the person who spent the most in the entire auction was not the lich whose eyes glowed when he saw every interesting thing, but himself.

In fact, there are faults in the manufacture of magic tools such as staffs. The prices of ordinary middle and low-level magic tools are very stable. Although they are expensive, no one will take them to the auction. Staffs, even if Mr. Hilburton sells all the gold coins he gets, it is still not enough to pay them a fraction.

That off-budget lot was a sword.

Just when Lawrence collected more than a dozen kinds of gadgets worth studying and a few magical plants, and sat in his seat to meditate, he clearly felt the mood swings of the servants around him.

Ludwig stared bloodshotly at the "Heroic Sword Unearthed from the Ancient Battlefield" that the auctioneer was sparing no effort to promote, and a pair of powerful hands squeezed the armrest of the seat creakingly.

The lich felt obligated to remind this guy not to damage public property, lest he come to his senses and cry over the gold coins that slipped from his wallet...

Tell me, how did you become such a stingy fighter in just a few months?

"Louis, what happened to that sword?"

He was sure that the sword was not an ancient relic, nor was it a legendary item. Now that Heibuliuqiu looks a little ugly, as if it was sealed or cursed...

Does it have anything to do with his quasi-hero king servant who was framed and died by his friends in his previous life?

"Thirty thousand once, 3 thousand twice..."

No one is interested in such an unglamorous weapon after exhausting their tongues. The auctioneer is slandering and knocking on the hammer feebly.

What an outrageous price this is, if you order [-] gold coins, maybe someone will give it a try... woo... His unsuccessful auction record, God Phobos, don't abandon him──

Maybe the God of Wealth really heard the believers' cry for help, and on the eve of the failure of the auction for this ugly sword, someone finally raised a sign in the ordinary seats!The auctioneer burst into tears!

Although it hurts a bit, the Lich still couldn't bear to let his loyal (to be investigated) subordinates come to their senses and found that he had missed something important, so he preemptively took the sword into his pocket.

Facts have proved that although this will make the manor's financial deficit continue until autumn, compared with the performance and price of the sword, this decision is absolutely wise and powerful, and it will last forever...

Don't doubt, that's how the butler who got the sword shot the Lich