Iron Blood Earl Riccianne

The man raises his hands slightly and claps, and Maid, who covers his face with a muzzle, pushes the luxurious-looking wheelbarrow up onto the rounded hem. On top of the wheelbarrow was something covered in purple cloth.

The man in the black mask raised his purple cloth without delay and said in a loud voice.

“Yes! I'd like to start with something I haven't dealt with often. It is Crusos, the 12th emperor of the Gronis Empire, who has never been released from his hands in his life. Everything except the nib is made of gold, and the park, which was the best craftsman of the time, worked for six months. I'll start with a thousand argens. I'll start with a hundred argens. ”

Daughter!

The Black Masked Horse's words echo a terribly light bell. When you pull on a rope in a room, it is a way to bid with a connected paper ringing.

“Thousands. Do you have a thousand?”

Sweetheart! Sweetheart!

Bells blare rapidly from place to place. At the same time, words protruding from the black mask's mouth begin to speed up.

“2300. 24,000? ”

Daughter!

The price of a pen made of gold soared to 24,000 argens in an instant. However, the noblewoman is still leaning down on the chair and watching quietly. All she's after is the last thing today. Other than that, there was little interest.

The black mask is still screaming for a snap.

“There are 3800! Are there 3900? ”

There are no more bells. The black mask looked around the ten glass walls looking down at itself and said again.

“Do you have 3900? ”

Then he glances again and shouts.

“Do you have 3900? ”

The bell no longer rings. At the same time, the black mask echoes the bell on the wheelbarrow.

“Crusos! Won for 3800, 3800! ”

At the same time as you shout, you return to where the wheelbarrow came from, crossing with him, and the second wheelbarrow climbs up the altar.

“Now, the second item……. ”

The auction proceeded quickly and quickly. If there were excessively expensive items that were followed by intense competition, some of them were cancelled because no one had bid.

Suddenly, the tenth item came up.

“Hmm, there's a rumor that you want to be young and suck the blood out of young women. Isn't that true? ”

Elisha, the Masked Lady of Ruby, mutters as she sees the noble lady in the black hat taking the bloody steak to her mouth from the room across the street.

Despite the unlikely nature of the story, the noblewoman in the black hat suddenly glances this way. Elisha doesn't even flinch. She looks straight at the noblewoman.

Elisha also knows the identity of the noblewoman in the black hat. The mistress of Earl Greendale, who holds great power within the Gronis Empire. I've done some research separately because I've been bidding on the same things before.

“Marquis Grindelle! I'm afraid I have nothing to do with you today. ”

Elisha looks at the Grand Duchess of Grindell and slowly turns to the left. Third room to the left from the Earl of Greendale's chambers. There was a tight-looking man, covering his face with a white mask.

“Hmmm! Are we finally getting to have an emotional first meeting? ”

How long has it been? I screamed as hard as I could, with a half-black mask around my neck.

“Here - the last item of the day! ”

At the same time as you shout, another wheelbarrow comes in. At that moment, there was tension all over the auction house. This time, the black mask peeled off the cloth without delay, and a bright light spread out all around. At the same time, the Black Mask cries out.

“The Statue of Bolbenu, known to have been completely hidden from history! It starts at 100,000 argen, and I'll give you 10,000 argen. Here we go! ”

Despite the black mask declaring a start, the auction house remained under tension and static.

There are four winners. Others simply observe and do not give a thumbs up. However, even those four names do not initiate bidding with intense psychological warfare.

How long has it been? The black mask is clearing his throat.

Daughter!

The bell rings.

“110,000 argon. 120,000 argon?" ”

The Grand Duchess of Greendale gives you a low laugh as she folds her wrinkles around her eyes.

“Hohoho, here we go. ”

Once the first bidder is out, the auction cannot rest. If you delay your own time, you may be taken away for the wrong reasons.

“Phew, phew! First of all, why don't we go up to the base price? ”

Tension flows through the nerves of your body. Violent fighting with each other, looking at each other with a light gesture. Extremely instinctively stimulating play where you can experience tension and thrill at the same time.

Earl Grindelle pulls the rope for the first time.

At the same time, three bells rang in a row, and the black mask constantly vomited the horse.

“US $280,000. US $290,000? ”

The price soared to 280,000 argens in no time.

Daughter!

“Here's 300,000! 300,000 argens! No 310,000 argens?" ”

As soon as the price reached 300,000, static came again. From now on, it was a real fight. This is also a strong fight. It's not just about money. Starting from anticipating how ready the opponent's money is, to timing fights about when to cut off the opponent's flow.

300,000 Argents is a lot of money. But it's not that much money for the Countess Greendale.

The reason we stopped the bidding now is because we know it's time to take a break.

Daughter!

This time it flows a little slower. Others are also taking a breath.

As the three papers began to spin in turn, the bid rose slowly and slowly. But they don't rest.

“Here we go. 800,000. 810,000? ”

The eyes of the Countess Grindelle, who heard the Black Mask's cry, begin to laugh. Then you call Maid standing behind you.

“1.5 million.”

Maid hurriedly opens her visit and says to Maid standing outside. And the reaction comes from the central black mask.

“Here's an amazing price. 1.5 million argens! 1.5 million argens! ”

The bell no longer rings. Only a maid can climb up and down the floor of the room and the auction house without rest.

1.8 million! US $1,800. US $1,800. US $1,800. ”

As I started talking about prices with my mouth, prices began to rise at an uncontrollable rate.

“Yes! Two million. Two million! Is there more?! ”

Earl Grindelle's wife calls for 250,000. However, another word came out of the black mask's mouth.

“253 only. 253 only! ”

“Grrrgh!"

A groan erupts from the Marquis of Greendale's mouth, pushed back by the difference of 10,000 argens. The Marquis suddenly took a deep breath while lightly stroking her sweaty hand. It's just a process. Right now, that's all I want to enjoy.

US $2,610 million.

The message went straight down.

“Yes! 261 only. 261 only! ”

“Suck!”

The Grand Duchess of Greendale clenches her fists. The price was right this time.

“I still have time! ”

The Countess thinks the Statue of Bolbenu is worth 3.5 million argens. Obviously, I still had some time to spare. But caution is forbidden. I don't know when or when something unexpected will happen.

It is not necessarily a high price. Auction is a battle of timing and vigor. The moment of missing someone else's bid and raising my bid is the same as gaining both timing and momentum.

“US $2,78 million. Is there any next?”

“Hmmm! The old fox is very strong! ”

Elisha, sitting comfortably, mutters with a low smile.

“I think we're about 3.5 million……. ”

Then I turned my eyes to the room next door. This is the room of the lion mask man.

“Red Feather has already declared surrender.... How much do you think this perverted lion is thinking? About 3.2 million? But if you work hard, you can do it up to 3.5 million, right? ”

Elisha smiles, appraising the situation of two rivals, and says to Maid,

326M.

The bid jumped quickly.

“326 only. 326 only! This Year's Best Value! ”

At the same time as the Black Mask's shout, you can see the Countess Grindelle across the street shouting. And I stared at Elisha as if she had an intuition about whose bid it was.

“Knuckles, old fox, you have to meet such unfathomable qualities! ”

You see what Earl Grindelle has to say about Maid, who looks like a musical instrument. After a while, the black mask cries out in a loud voice.

“Three-fifty million! Three-fifty million! ”

At the same time, Elisha smiles in contrition. I can see the duchess shrugging as if she were asking me to look this way. But Elisha doesn't care.

“How much do I call you now……. ”

From the looks of Elisha, 3.5 million Argens is the best the Grand Marquis of Greendel can offer. Of course, you are prepared to do some more work there.

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