59 Episode 21 Tessing Underground Auction (2)

As with underground auction houses, Tessing's operation was also accessible only with an introduction.

An hour in a carriage. It's not too far from Jet's inn.

The place where they arrived looked like an ordinary villa of a nobleman. But the reality is that it is a place where all kinds of illegal transactions take place.

"What, Jet. What are you wearing today? Is it a product?"

"Don't let your mouth fool you, it's my guests."

Jet embarrassed the gatekeepers at once. The gatekeeper said, "I shouldn't have said anything," but it showed that Jet is being treated quite well at the test.

Three men followed Jet inside. It's an auction house run by backstreet odds, but from the garden, Arkin's nobles are enjoying the party.

'It's still a corrupt landscape, before and now.'

Most of the real-power people who run the state are determined by Tessing, and even official investigative agencies cannot investigate them recklessly.

While the common people suffer from unregistered wizards and mercenaries, alcohol and meat are constantly traded here, including humans.

Zipple knows all about the facts, but doesn't impose any sanctions. Akin is not an important land for them, nor is it because the old authorities of the Zipple family are paid monthly allowance to Allu the spider's hand.

I was shivering.

'Dirty bastards.'

When Jet ordered the gatekeepers, he brought three and handed them out.

"If you're going to play up there, you don't need it, but you'd better go down and use it. It's not supposed to, but I'm a guarantor, so it doesn't matter if my face is covered, haha."

There is a hidden staircase behind the garden. Nothing has changed here before or now. Thirteen years from now, Arkin is under Tessing's control, and an auction will be held here every day.

If Jin does not intervene in their fate in the future.

As soon as I get down to the basement, the voices of the noisy people go out, and I hear a good violin melody. A group of performers dressed in men's suits were constantly playing music on the stage.

'Lord, my lord.

It's all the taste of spider-hand alu. He used to stress that he was not an uncultivated gangster.

"What, is this really an underground auction house? Music? Funny guys.”

"I know."

I sat in the corner waiting for an hour. In the meantime, Jet informed Tessing's executives that he had brought a guest. There was an official who visited three people to check their faces.

"Surely, that aesthetic is a very reliable man for the junkies here. Kid, what are you going to do? From the first day in Arkin, I'm going to wipe out the gangsters, what are you doing?"

"The guards I saw on the way here didn't look as bad as I thought. There were quite a few people who looked like unregistered wizards. You're not going to have a sudden battle in the middle of here, young master?"

"Is everyone thinking of me as a fool? Let's just take a look at the atmosphere."

Of course Jean has no intention of turning this place upside down today. Not only is it too dangerous, as my colleagues say, but I have things to get from here.

'Old Wizards and pitching artifacts.'

The magic book with the magic beyond the times, and the artifact that usually takes the form of a ring and the mana flows out when the owner wants to form a pitch.

Among the magic books, I especially wanted to have the legacy of O Henserk, a former wizard. Also, pitching artifacts are performance, but they can cover your face whenever you need them.

Jean does not know the exact date on which OH Henserk's Wizard was traded here. Of all things, the likelihood that it will come to the market today will be close to a lightning strike.

'Even if it's not O Henserk's, it's an ancient magic book that comes up every day. You can wait a few days and snatch it when you see it.’

On the other hand, pitching artifacts know the exact date of the deal.

The object, which will be named "The Devil's helmet" in about five or six years, is destined to be the original Beacon's.

Numerous appraisers, historians, and researchers gathered at the time when the emperor Beemment received the devil's pitching as a tribute. They unanimously classified it as a masterpiece, and began to trace the history of things.

This is because historians also assumed that the name "Ma Wang's helmet" was used by ancient kings.

Since then, the magic journal, which has been here for a while, has been turned upside down. Magical researchers make a fuss whenever they find a masterpiece.

Jindo, of course, was subscribing to all the big journals, so naturally I learned the date when the king's helmet was first found and traded.

Surprisingly, the first place where the Devil's helmet was found was the infamous underground auction house in Arkin. Even the helmet hadn't been sold for years and was left in the warehouse...….

It will be about five years before the pitch is traded. It's in the warehouse now.’

Therefore, pitching does not have to meet the transaction date.

You just have to shake it off.

'The question is, how do you break up here?'

As Murakan and Gilly said, they are not small enough to fight each other. During escort, there are a number of people who appear to be more than six stars, and unregistered wizards are also waiting in disguise as guests.

Not only was Jean not able to handle it all by herself, but Murakhan's power was also useless. As soon as he reveals the spirit of the dragon, Rutero's magic federation will be alert.

"Guests who have found Tessing's Night, you've been waiting a long time. Let's start the auction now!"

While agonizing, the host stepped onto the stage.

At the same time, dozens of naked slaves were also together. Men and women were classified separately, and they all had drugged eyes. Fortunately, there are no children.

"Come on, number one to thirty. Today's product is especially good. Shall we run?”

The slave trade has begun. It didn't take them an hour to sell out.

"That's how you tried to sell us."

"Ha, ha, ha, ha. My Lord. I was stupid."

Jean, of course, wanted to save them. Most of them are poor people who were dragged in without knowing what to say.

But not now.

'No matter how hard you think, there's no way you can open an underground auction house without anyone knowing.’

It was the best way to put a hefty salary on a group of mercenaries such as the Heukwangdan and the Ghosts, and to bring in a large number of seven-star mercenaries to wipe out the area.

But there was no such money, and it was impossible for Jean, whose name could not be used, to move the two groups. Especially if it's such a big request.

If so, the terror that Jean likes whenever she is in trouble. This too is too risky.

After a while Jin came up with a third method.

'Well... it's a little uncomfortable. That sounds like fun. It would also be useful to make sure Alu later had a runkandel and a string.'

Jean went back to the inn that day without buying anything at the auction.

* * *

It's been such a repetition for a while.

During the day, they train magic and spirit on one side of Jet's inn, and at night, they participate in an underground auction to take a close look at the items.

Then, the eyes of the Tessing officials, who showed no interest in the group at first, changed little by little, and Jet silently took care of the group.

"Well, kid, sometimes I'm really curious about what's in your head. Will the plan work?"

"Lord, could you... I have a sense of surprise. Do you think they really don't know him? I heard that the spider hand Alu has a lot of backstabbing. That's the part that Zet emphasized a lot.”

"That's a blind spot, Gilly. It's true that Alu knows someone in the Gipple, but he probably knows only the Marble Wizard or some old servants. Rather, that's why he can't just conclude that I'm a veradine and that I'm a fake."

"But you're Looncandel. You're going to pretend to be Veradine Zipple. This nanny is. What can I say?"

Jean's plan was like this.

Once the real ancient magic book comes to the auction house, you buy it and go to Alu.

Then we planned to scold why this wizard, which our family should have, is here. In the name of Veradin Zipple.

Veradin was not a well-known figure in the world, as was Jean, yet before he became a rider.

"At my age, I do more than five-star magic. If I were Alu, I'd believe it was Veradine. And try it and if you get caught, you can just pop."

"I don't know if I'm not in a state of power, it's that simple...….”

"That's the kid's right, strawberry pie. There's no need for me to change into what I really am. It doesn't matter if you take two men against the beauties."

"Uh."

"Anyway. I'm saying that if you're going to run this plan, you've got to get a proper ancient wizard out quickly. Let's hope you come out today."

At night, as usual, Jet prepared the carriage.

"Lord, it may be presumptuous, but... If you don't buy anything today, Tessing will probably bother you a little. They're more likely to argue why they just look around instead of buying things."

"Drive the carriage straight."

"Yes."

The auction started again. After the slave auction, Jean straightened her back when the wizard and the artifact came up to the stage.

"Today, Tessing's selected slaves are sold out! Now, now... It's one antique in order. We sincerely hope that the items that came in today will go back to those who know their worth, and we will begin!"

"This is the first product. Matthew Wanniak, the wizard who once commanded the world. We couldn't decipher it, but there's probably a great magic on it. Oh! The first bid already!"

Jean gave a giggle. The name Matthew Wanniak was a wrong introduction.

Matthew Morniak was the right name, and all his books were kept in Zipple's library as far as Jean knew.

This has been the way the auction has been for the past week after week. The host speaks nonsense, and the vain wizards make silly bids.

"......the seventh product. Well, the author of this wizard, Chen Mei. Does anyone know a wizard named Chen Mei?"

The hall is quiet. Jindo never heard of a wizard with that name.

'That magic book is actually a lottery. It's very rare to win.'

According to the identification method that Qin learned from his teacher, Chen Mei's magic book was a thing that did not need to be bought.

But Murakan had a different idea.

"Little."

"Huh?"

"Buy that. If that Chen-mei I know is right... This is a big deal."

It's a dragon's recommendation. That's also highly recommended.

Why? That means you don't have to ask. Jean raised her hand at the host.