Can I Become an Adventurer Without Gift?

"Then we move on to the next auction. Next will be a silver breastplate. Look, it's something with a distinctive design. No confirmation of origin has been obtained, but it appears to be antique. Isn't it hard to see such a brilliant piece of equipment?

In the absence of specific information, a description of the MC who chose words to make them appear more attractive.

Slightly bitter can be seen as something worth bidding for, even if the heartfelt shines just by appearance under the lighted up of something.

Its brilliance was clearly different from that of common silver, and it was clear to everyone that special metals were used.

As the bids go up one after the other, but it is anticipated that there will be some bidding, neither Hal nor Chaser is in a hurry to calm down and watch what happens.

Next to that, Lunaria and Emili are left unchanged as much as possible only in their expressions. But the power of the handshake had grown stronger.

The number of bidders gradually decreases with the price to be hoisted, and Chaser joins the battle with his main waist up where a few pairs remain.

When the auction raises the bill, the number and price are read out.

Prices are a constant amount of money unless they are declared, which is how they are put up.

"300,000."

So, the opponent hoists the price all at once.

Emily's expression is a little cloudy because we know that the price of 300,000 is a lot of money.

Someone else has bid such a fortune on what I want. I'm sure you won't get it anymore - thoughts like that dominate your chest.

But Hal puts his hands on that one and gives him a gentle smile.

- Four hundred thousand.

It was Chaser who gave the bill with such a resounding voice. The venue was bothered because the amount was raised here at once.

"Forty-five thousand."

Now they're competing. Looks like they can still afford it, too.

"Fifty fifty thousand."

But Chaser multiplies it by 100,000 in a strong bid.

The look is neither winning nor stirring up the opponent, but an endeavorful and sober look.

By not enlightening them of their emotions, they are giving them a sense of impatience.

"Damn, fifty-eight thousand......!

Competitors who show haste and bitterness if they don't want to lose the price that goes up all at once.

Six hundred and eighty thousand.

In contrast, Chaser will pale out and offer a price of 100,000 above his opponent.

"Ugh, seventy... ten thousand"

Someone who manages to present an amount above 20,000. From that look, voice and amount, I feel the limit approaching.

"Eighty thousand."

Get another 100,000 up there. But it wasn't Chaser who presented it, it was another person.

A deputy who has come here and newly joined the war. Next to it was an elf with beautiful silver hair.

Representation for snatching Chaser's bidding timing and showing Doya face.

"I see... was there someone else you knew? Chaser, don't worry about it. Do it."

Chaser snorts quietly at Hal's words.

"Hachiju..."

The first competitor manages to squeeze out 20,000 tops, making a faint voice as he raises the bill with his trembling hands.

"- Millions"

What Chaser said as if he could cover it was a 200,000 ride.

The venue is proud of this.

A strong chaser who multiplied 200,000 units at once among the multipliers in 20,000 units and 100,000 units.

But that expression remains calm as ever.

"… million"

The elf side deputies also continue to compete calmly without losing.

But here's where Chaser takes a strong hand.

"One and a half million."

This involves not only the other faces of the venue, but also the competitors and even the three of them, Hal, Lunaria and Emili, inadvertently look at Chaser's face.

"Hiccup, hiccup..."

A proxy on the elf side who is upset but rides 100,000.

"Eight hundred thousand."

But Chaser doesn't just say he won't allow it. He relentlessly and instantly rides 200,000.

When we get to this point, it's not what the item is, it's how far the two sets of competition go, but the subject of the venue's interest.

"Hiccup..."

"Two million."

When the other person tries to present it, the chaser gives an amount above it.

"Hiccup..."

"Two and a half million"

Chaser multiplied by half a million at once against an opponent trying to give it another hundred thousand chops.

Chaser, who still could afford this, was ready to give him a bill at any time as he asked him how to get out with a cool look on his face.

"Two and a half million, two and a half, nothing else? Do you mind? - Yes, then silver breastplate, you will win the bid!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The venue buzzes with competition by the three groups, significant price hoisting competition, and the overwhelming calm of the victorious chaser.

"... Ugh, I managed to win. Sorry, I've spent a little more money..."

He was a chaser who had received his life telling him to compete off anything, but he threw a huge sum of money to seal off his opponent.

I apologize to Hal for that getting hot, even as I sit back in the right position all the time.

"No, no, that's okay. You're right. If I had given them chimatima, I think they would have competed and wasted more soaring"

If Chaser couldn't do it for two and a half million, he wasn't going to offer three million next.

Even if they offered all that money at once from their opponents, the chasers they could still afford were in the menace.

It is important to make people wonder if they will be put on board again, even if they present any further bids.

He was putting pressure on it by showing off his overwhelming power (Fri) for it.

"Uh-oh... I'm sorry..."

Grabbing her fist and trembling, Emily is still bowing her head with a crying look.

"Duh, what's going on?

Hal is upset because he doesn't know why.

This reaction was unexpected because I thought I could see a full laugh because I was able to win the bid.

"Well, so, Gu... Wow, money, if you say so..."

I said I wanted it, but I felt responsible for letting Hal throw a lot of money at me, but it was a tear.

"Oh well. Yeah, that's okay. You don't have to worry about the money because you got it to such an extent that you have no use for it. But if that bothers you, now you can cry, see"

Hal, whose chest was dusted by Emily's feelings, smiled and spoke gently, and Lunaria fluttered and hugged her about Emily crying as she spilled a large grain of tears.