Chapter 453 – The Auction House and Serene
The Auction House and Serene
"As long as it is verified by our appraiser, any items estimated to be worth over a hundred thousand magic crystals can be sold in the auction! May I ask if you need appraisal services?" The servant blurted out, almost as if by reflex. It was obvious that she’d said this multiple times before. It seemed like he was not the first person coming up to host something for auction.
"Bring me there!" Leylin answered concisely. Soon after, he followed the servant and came before a few customized cubicles.
As he was passing through, he even sensed the spell formation that was buried under the ground as well as the concealed runes on the wall. The security in here was much tighter than the outside, with even a rank 3 Magus keeping watch.
They came up to a room that was a reception area, and the servant respectfully invited Leylin to take a seat. "Customer, please wait a moment, I will get the appraiser here immediately to serve you!"
"Alright!" Leylin nodded, his eyes following the young woman as she exited.
After a short period of time, the door opened and an elderly man with a headful of silver hair and a face that had seen the vicissitudes of life entered.
"Honourable guest, I am a rank 2 appraiser, Norta!" the old man bowed.
"Hello!" Leylin smiled faintly in response. He pointed to the seat in front of him and invited the appraiser to sit.
In the central continent, appraisers also had ranks. This rank 2 appraiser was already a rank 2 Magus as well, and still maintained such respectful conduct. This was considered rare.
Furthermore, his hands were covered with all sorts of scars, making him seem extremely experienced.
After Norta sat down, he looked at Leylin with a hint of amazement.
Now that Azure Mountain City’s auction was about to begin, it was not odd that various kinds of customers had shown up. However, just by the smell and appearance, he was able to judge that the Magus before him was very young. Yet, his body carried a dense fog that even he could not see through, which seldom occurred.
It was hard to say, maybe this customer had in his possession unique treasures that were hard to come by.
The appraiser stroked a ring on his hand as he was unable to repress the slight anticipation that flashed in his heart.
"I am a Potions Master. I’m thinking of selling some potions here!" Leylin spoke straightforwardly.
Of course, he had with him many more items that were more valuable than potions, but those were to be saved as exchange items for the barter later on. Only these potions that were made during his free time happened to be available to be offered for sale.
With his Potioneering talents, in the a span of 100 years—which was about half of Leylin’s age—Leylin had amassed a large number of completed potions as a Potions Grandmaster.
"How unexpected, for you to be a Potions Master as well!" Norta’s eyes sparkled. No matter where, proficient Potions Masters and alchemists always enjoyed preferential treatment.
After some thought, Norta still informed him beforehand about the matters that needed to be taken note of. "However, I would like to explain the rules of the auction to you first. In our auction, only high-grade potions and above are sold, if it is a middle-grade potion that is not very valuable, it will have to meet a certain quantity…"
"Don’t worry, I know that!" Leylin smiled, reaching his hand out and sweeping it across the table.
A silver radiance shone. After spatial energy waves passed, the red table was filled with test tubes of all kinds of colour.
"So…… So many!"
Norta’s eyes widened instantly in surprise. He then lost that last bit of calmness in his expression of his after he recognised a few of the potions. "And they are all high-grade potions!"
"Hoho……" As he watched the old man lose his composure, Leylin smiled kindly. In fact, these were only a small portion of his achievements over the last few centuries, but it was enough to scare the other party.