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Just two days later, the tickets for the sea auction were sent over.

Julius picked up the ticket and took a look: "It's still written in gold, it's so beautiful, the organizer of this auction should be very rich."

"I understand the truth, but why don't I have an entry ticket?!" Hall stared at the entry ticket in the brave man's hand full of resentment.

"Because you are a smuggler." Julius was still struggling with how to remind him of this tactfully, but Leon had already exposed him mercilessly.

Summerfield handed the admission ticket to Julius: "There is still some very slight light energy on it, which looks very intentional. But the more careful the admission ticket is, the more dangerous it means what they are plotting. "

Julius took Field's ticket and put it together with his own very naturally: "But the auction didn't send a brochure."

"After all, it's a shady deal, have you ever seen that the underground auction house gave out brochures with great fanfare?" Leon shook the ticket in his hand: "Don't be fooled by the gorgeous tickets. "

Then he handed Hall the ticket in his hand.

"What, what are you doing!"

"I see that you really want to go, don't you?" Leon raised his eyebrows.

"Yes!" Hall snatched the ticket from Leon's hand, and said with a smile: "What you give me is mine. If you want to buy something, I will do it for you. Of course, you still pay for it." , I also charge 10% labor fee."

Before Leon could speak, Julius jumped up first: "Hey, I mean you!"

"Julius." Leon stopped Julius first, and then said to Hall: "No, I don't have anything special to bring, and I didn't plan to go to this auction. I have another I want to investigate."

"Senior Leon?"

"When I was in the warehouse, I felt a very, very dangerous atmosphere. It was deeper in this ship. This must have something to do with their conspiracy."

Leon recalled the feeling at that time, that feeling was very scary, as long as he got a little closer, his body seemed to be shrouded in fear, unable to move at all, and the consciousness of "need to escape quickly" came continuously in his mind.But it was only for a moment, and in the next second everything was calm, it seemed that the desperate atmosphere just now was just an illusion.

In any case, Leon decided to go to that warehouse again, taking advantage of the fact that everyone was going to the auction and the ship was empty, he would be able to sneak into the deepest part of the ship.

Originally, such a situation was difficult to achieve, but now that there is a stowaway Hall on board, he can completely hide in the dark.

Leon knew in his heart that this matter was very risky, but he did not intend to tell Julius and others about it.Back then, little Julius already had a reliable friend, that man named Field, although he was a card summoner that the public looked down on, but Leon somehow felt that he might be more reliable than anyone else.With him protecting Julius, I, as a senior, can do what I want to do with confidence and boldness.

As for Hall...

Although he is said to be a junior mage, he doesn't act like a mage at all, but like an adventurer who has been wandering around the mainland for a long time.It's not quite like his original personality, but more like a pretended appearance for plotting something.Leon couldn't believe this kind of person, so it was better to investigate this matter himself.

Even if you die... you have nothing to worry about...

Leon raised his head and said: "Don't worry, on the day of the auction, all the guards will definitely surround the auction venue. The situation outside is much better than inside the venue. It happens to be a good opportunity for me to investigate. I'm just afraid that there will be people in the venue. If something goes wrong, you will have to adapt accordingly."

"Oh, why are you so polite!" Hall slapped Leon on the back suddenly: "For the sake of giving me the ticket, I will help you take care of your juniors! Go with peace of mind! Don't forget I'm not very good at magic, but I'm a good pharmacist, right??"

He looked at Julius expectantly.

Julius, who is highly anticipated but also has no favors: "...well, yes, right...hehe..."

Leon: ...

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the auction at sea. As agreed in advance, Hall put on the black robe prepared by Leon, put on the hood, followed Summerfield and Julius to the end of the line, and then got mixed up smoothly. go in.

The auction venue was in the central auditorium on the ship, which had never been open to the public, and was divided into upper and lower floors.Most of the guests are on the first floor, and only a few people who come too late will be assigned to the second floor.The positions of Julius and Summerfield are assigned to the front of the second floor.

"It's good to be late, isn't it?" Julius looked around. There were only a few scattered people on the second floor. Everyone was not too close, and it was barely a small space.

"Sure enough, I took a look just now, and almost all the fighters and magicians present are at a higher level than me." Hall said in a low voice with his hood on: "So it's not because I don't have money but because I don't need beginners." Is that the reason why people use this excuse to dismiss me?" He said through gritted teeth.

"I'm afraid it looks like this. Look at someone on stage."

On the stage covered by the red carpet, an unattractive middle-aged man walked on, with a philistine smile on his face, he kept frustrating his hands: "Hey, there are quite a few friends on the boat...why do you want to hold it on the boat?" I am really helpless for such an auction. My daughter Anastas joined an expedition team after graduating from Unierna’s academy. Some time ago she found something in a certain ruins. It was too amazing to tell the story, and my daughter disappeared after that. I neither dared to detain these things without permission, nor did I dare to hand them over to the Church of Light, but this is indeed a rarity It’s a stuff, that’s why I decided to sell all these things quietly, and exchange some money to send commissions to the mercenary union.” He lowered his head and made a sad look.

"The Church of Light today is different from fighting for the people thousands of years ago. It is indeed possible to take things for yourself." Julius approached the devil, because all around him were fighters above the intermediate level, he said It must be very quiet, and the whole person almost leans into the arms of the devil.

Has the current Guangming Church become like this?No wonder it is against homosexuality.The heavens should have been unable to receive devout prayers from believers in the human world... So it is sad to say that the race that relies on the power of faith to survive, if one day does not receive the faith of the people at all, it will disappear , a man of heaven.

Summerfield thought with a facial expression, and then quietly circled the brave man around him.

"So everyone here is lucky! Although these things are forcibly added with the attribute of light, the effect is still much better than the ordinary equipment outside. For example, this one! Come on, let's see The first lot!" He waved his hand towards the audience.

After a while, a beautiful girl with blond hair and blue eyes walked towards the stage slowly, and the people around where she walked unconsciously fell silent. She was wearing a long white dress, and the hem of the long skirt was glued to the One point has become a bit shabby, and there is a big opening on the side, making the girl's slender and white legs looming in the skirt.

But no one was distracted by this, because the aura emanating from the young girl was too holy to make people feel any blasphemy.

"As you can see, this is the first item my daughter found from the ruins. It is the damaged long dress worn by this girl! Even if it receives extensive damage, it is still worthy of her. The name of protection, it is exactly - the last lost heavenly skirt worn by the three generations of saints of the Illuminati Church!"

"Oh!"

"It's actually in the legend!?"

"This should be displayed in a better place, isn't it a high imitation?"

The people in the audience began to whisper and question.

"That's right! I believe many people will think I'm a liar! But you see here, and here, this legendary treasure has been damaged to such an extent that I invited no less than ten senior restorers. My point of view is that only a restoration master at the legendary level can completely restore this legendary treasure, but you need to know that I am just a businessman, and senior restorers can work with me for money, but once you reach the legendary level, it is not If you have money, you can afford it." As he spoke, he changed the subject: "But even if it is only damaged to such an extent, this is still a good defensive armor. After our tests, he can withstand a A full blow from a high-level fighter, or even an attack from a great magister. In order to make our statement more real and effective, we will invite a mid-level or high-level mage to give her a full blow..."

The stage was still chattering, but Summerfield was too lazy to care about how effective she could be. He leaned comfortably on the chair, and then simply hugged Julius on his lap.

"What are you doing!! Let me down, this is so weird!!" Julius's face turned red, but in order not to attract the attention of others, he could only struggle slightly in Summerfield's arms .

"Don't move around, you are obviously a brave man, but he looks thinner than a mage like me." Summerfield's ability to tell nonsense with his eyes open is getting better day by day, even to prove the truth of what he said. He squeezed the brave man's waist.

"Field!!" Julius's voice had become gritted.

"Hush..." He hugged Julius in his arms again and whispered in his ear: "There are senior fighters everywhere around here, and you will be noticed immediately if you release the enchantment. If you want to talk to you, just That's it."

"That's an exaggeration..." Julius whispered.

"Because of this comparison, listen carefully to what I'm going to tell you..." Summerfield first smiled, and then suddenly lowered his voice: "That dress on the stage is not a heavenly skirt at all."