Dungeon Maker

Chapter 31 # 2 "Ladies and gentlemen. I will start today's auction. The first property is the warrior Aslan of this world. "

This auction house was like an opera house. There was a big stage, and seats were arranged in the form of looking at the stage. But the shape of the seat was a little special. At least two to four seats were tied together each in a lump, and there was a distance between each lump.

'Is it the development type of a theater couch?'

Yongho remembers the theater that worked for a short time in Alba. Similar but different. It seemed to be closer to the year-end awards ceremony, which is often on TV.

Citi was the only place in the middle of what it was like to lead Yongho. Like a straight long sofa, the long table had a number of '27'.

"He is the one who bravely attacked the dungeon of the King of Violence. Although the King of violence has mercy, the fact that he survived this may prove the value of this property. "

While Yongho was looking for a seat, the auction continued.
She sat silently at the far left of the sofa, and Yongho was holding her left hand with her right hand, hesitating for a moment and sat next to the seat. Naturally, Katarina sat on the right edge of the sofa.

There was enough space between Yongho and Citi to accommodate one person. Even if you hold your hand, it was quite a noticeable difference from the fact that you were sitting close to Katarina. It seemed to symbolize the distance from the seat which it did not put yet.

She did not mind, and Yongho had to sit down and find the time to go back to the stage.

"It is like a mighty warrior. It is a powerful test, a wizard, and a great tactician. It is indeed a woman of all walks. It is good now, but it will surely show satisfactory performance even if it is revived as undead. "

The auction was conducted by a man wearing an elephant mask. It was so strange. It seemed to me that she was very sexy, even though she was only dressed well. It was the first time I had received such a feeling from a man, not a woman.

Sita said in a small voice whether he was feeling the feelings of such a dragon.

"Incubus Road Carrot. One of the servants of Samaria, the wing of the fastest. It is a dangerous generation that tempts others even unconsciously. Be careful that his temptation does not cover men and women. "

She sat down with a grinning voice. Yongho thought that he could literally give it back to him, but he did not put it in his mouth. I focused on the auction again.

Inside of the elephant mask – Incubus Road Karot was standing next to a warrior, Aslan, who is a merchant of today.

The appearance was ordinary. The brown blurred blonde, which is common everywhere, was the same, and neither the big nor the small one. Yongho saw the warrior more closely. And I soon realized that his two eyes were dead. It was more than the so-called rotten dynamism. Gray eyes close to black had no light.

It was not because of body or appearance, but because of his eyes that the colorful armor did not suit him.

Yongho tried to recall Burr picture.
I lost my hope of life and just kept alive. In my head, I came up with such a delusion. He would not have brought it to the king of violence alone; What about their colleagues? Did all of them die and survive alone? Is it despairing to be drawn to a stranger and become a slave?

"Let me introduce this. So let's get started. The starting number is 5,000. "

It was money to buy hundreds if it was the lowest grade worker.
Yongho erased unnecessary delusions and saw Aslan with objective eyes. Even within this auction house, I did not confront the flow of magical power. Naturally invoked the power of evolution.

[Name: Aslan (M)] [Tribe / Position: Human] [Strength Specialization 4th level | ★★★ (3)] [Stamina Specialized 4th level | ★★★ (3)] [Specialization in magic 7 levels | ★★★ ☆ (3.5)] [skill level 6 | ★★★ ☆ (3.5)] I could only see the rough information because it was not a worker, but Yongho felt the admiration and disappointment at the same time.
The warrior Asran was the highest level among the people who Yongho had so far distinguished. But the evolutionary potential was not.

Yongho suddenly looked around. Katarina's breath was calm. It was thanks to Yongho himself and horsepower, but it was a very fast adaptation even considering that point.
Yongho had four horns and three cats. This difference was great. Probably if the absolute value of magic was taken, it was clear that Katarina was less than half of Yongho himself.
Nonetheless, Katarina adapted to the flow of magic in the auction house. I took care of the magical power that was giggling and kept myself.

'Look at that.'

If you remove Amon, who has degenerated herself, Katarina has been by far the greatest potential among those identified by Yongho. It had the potential of a four-star, not even a warrior, and even the lowest potential was three and a half stars, comparable to the warrior Aslan.

Catherine was a glittering stone. Depending on how you cut it, its beauty and value will vary.

"Are you?"

Katharina, who had noticed Yongho's gaze, asked a small one, and Yongho responded as if it was nothing, and lifted the power of evolution.

The soldier Asran was awarded to the one who wrote the dragon mask.

The auction continued. There were times when a man came up for sale like a warrior, Aslan, and some artifacts seemed to come out.
Yongho enjoyed the auction in his own way. When a man came up for sale, he looked for potential by the power of evolution, and when things came up, he valued his value by greed.
The purpose of expanding the questionnaire itself was to fill the time.

And how much time has passed.
The thirteenth estate has come on stage.

"I think you can think of it as a resting corner for a while. It's a cursed crown of Ainel. "

There was a small crown on the floats that the woman in the bunny dress with the rabbit mask had pushed. The crown made of pure metal was not only old-fashioned, but it was damaged everywhere that it was not properly stored.

Karot explained the crown in a row. It was a decent explanation that I could feel the reason I mentioned it as a corner to relax. Even the curse on the crown was mischievous.

But Yongho swallowed the elongated dry saliva. Carrot's explanation did not come in his ear.

Greed raised his voice. But it was different from now.
Greed always sticks to what is valuable. Yongho pointed to his desire.

Greed did not point to the crown. It was smooth and it reached branches all over it, but none of it was related to the crown.

Nevertheless, Yongho felt deep covetousness in the crown.
Greed also did. He said that he should get his crown in spite of not having branches.

It was an unknown sensation.
I have never had one.

No, really?
Have you ever felt this feeling?

There was a similar sensation. But that's why I could not understand it.
When I encountered a man in a ghost mask just before entering this auction house. When I met him. It was similar to the sense I felt at that time. It was obviously different, but there were similarities.

"Prices start at 100."

Carrott's voice broke his mind. Yongho looked reflexively at the seat. And she sat down softly as if Yongho had known to look at herself.
Yongho was embarrassed by the gaze of such a poet, but it was only a moment. Instead of hesitating, I asked in a rather urgent voice.

"I'll pay for it immediately when I return to my family. Can you borrow money? "

She responded with a smile. Instead of speaking to Yongho, he took a thin, long finger to participate in the auction.

There were few who coveted the crown as proving a mischievous property in the first place. Even though Citi was a bit harder to price, it completely disappeared.

The final bid price is 500. It was not a luxury bureaucratic situation, but it was enough if it was this amount of money.

Whenever the price of a crown rose, Yongho prayed not to catch up. She waits until such a dragon regains its calmness again and says.

"So shall we go back now? You've had enough of the big stuff, and the escort knight has one wall, and you've got what you want. "

Yoon hurried over to Katarina to say that he crossed the wall. Katarina blinked as if she were saying something, but she soon understood. And it was the same with Yongho.

The ability to control the magical power of Katarina has improved noticeably before it entered the auction house. It was the same for Yongho himself that the horsepower control ability was increased forcibly, but if you take only the increase, the Katharina was superior.

Thank you.
"What, I just kept my promise."

She responded softly to the reflexive gratitude, and stood up first. I walked out of Yongho and Katarina with natural steps like I did when I came in.

It was near the end of the auction that the king of the shrine entered the auction house.
The secret deal with Samahuel, the fastest wing, was quite successful, so the king of the horses did not hide his pleasure.

The woman in the parrot mask gave the catalog to the King of such a polite hand. It was the catalog that recorded the goods which were put on the auction today.

The catalog simply did not contain pictures or descriptions. It was possible to feel the vividness itself by using this catalog which recorded magic moment.

The king, who had turned the page with his light hand, stopped at one moment. The woman of the parrot mask who was concentrating on the king of the shrimp asked with a small, simple voice.

"Master, are you interested in anything, even if you have."

The king of the shrimp did not answer. I just stared at the catalog. Instead of repeating the same thing, the parrot woman looked at the catalog. On the page where the king's hands stopped, there was an article called 'The cursed crown of Ain'.

It was not such a thing to be a children's toy. The curse that was hanging was also muddy.

Nevertheless, the king of the shrimp did not draw his gaze. For a long time I poked a low voice in the crown.

"Who won this property?"

It was the king's question. But the parrot mask woman could not answer. In the case of anonymous auctions, the dungeon chief never gave away the buyer's information.

Please wait…

The woman in the parrot mask barely responded with a squeezed voice and then stood up from her seat. It was this way to find out if a masked person had won a crown. It would have been possible to obtain information about that in the auction house.

As the woman of parrot mask came out, the king of the shrimp poured a long breath. I stretched out my hand and touched the image of the crown that came up in the air.

The curse on the crown was crude. The shape of the crown was also of little value.
But the metal that makes up the crown.

Ordinary people could not recognize.
Even the blacksmiths with excellent eyesight were hard to recognize the true value of that metal.

But the king of the food was able to know.
It was not because he was an excellent discerning owner.

'Siktom' was telling.
For many years the body was shouting with the magic.

Seven Deadly Sins. Seven sins.
It's a fragment of the king's soul. Reluctant to be low.

Seven Wonders.
It is the debris of the flesh of the king who drank.

And fragments that did not become miracles. Dozens, hundreds of them.

The metal that made up the crown was a piece of debris that did not wear out. But even so, it was the body of the great king, the drunk king.

God metal.
Yes, that's not what it would be for that metal.

The king of the food was a fine man. He asked himself.
Has anyone who bought a crown really understood the true meaning of the crown? Maybe I bought a crown for entertainment.

It did not matter if it was nightlife.
But if it is not, if you know the truth of the crown.

'No, that's not possible.'

The king who was in the auction house was the only king himself. If another king existed, he would not have known. All six of the present kings were confronted, and they were even king of food.

But why. Why does it feel like a quarrel?

The king of the shrimp waited for the woman of parrot mask to return. And suddenly I remembered the face of a person.

I was wearing the white mask that I faced before the auction started.

The king of the shrimp shook his head. I turned over the pages of the catalog, hoping to be his own.

"Thank you very much today."

Yongho, who got out of the cat wagon, said she faced. It seemed like a long time indeed, but the night was not over yet. The dawn was still far away.

Citi laughed a few times. I gazed at Yongho with his sensitive eyes.

"I am happy if my beloved customers become even bigger customers. Please think that it was done for oneself. And – "Sheli was suddenly blurred. He shook his eyes and laughed smugly.

"It looks good, but can not you just let go?"

Yongho blinked and understood. I had a gaze in the hands of Katarina who was holding on until I came out of the auction house and returned to the dungeons of Mammon.
Katarina was euphoric and embarrassed, and Yongho was amazed and laughed. The lengths were different, but both ears rose red.

She did not make fun of the two people in silence. Rather, he pulled the crown out of his chest as if he had settled the mood and put it out to Yongho.

"The crown is here. Your beloved customers are excellent in their eyes. "

Is it a joke to have a good eye, or is it really worth something in this crown?
Yongho was a little bit worried, and Sita Lee stepped back.

"Please stop. Elligos will be waiting for her neck to fall. "

Elyogos did not know, but Himere cats were standing up, not sleeping.
Yongho nodded. First, I gave an example to Citi.

"I'll see you next time."
"Yes, me too. I look forward to seeing your beloved customer again. "

She also gave an example. Katarina pondered for a moment how to say hello and bowed her head.

Yongho and Katharina headed to the dungeon of Mammona side by side. She was staring at the back of her eyes, but she had a lonely smile. Again on a cat wagon.

The appearance of Yongho. Katarina standing next to him.

It reminded me of Mammon and Elune. She remembers a long time ago on a catwagon in the night sky. I looked up at the morning dawn and called in a small voice.

"Mamon."

The king of great greed. She was the only man she loved.

And also,

She looked down at his hand. I bite my lips without knowing. I wanted to forget, but I remembered the fact that I could never forget it.

A thousand years ago, a long time ago.
The day that Mammon disappeared from this world. She grabbed his fist. I held the very hand that had broken Mamon's life in my heart. Again I called the name of Mammon.

But the answer did not come back.
Only a humble voice circled the night sky.

Chapter 31 – Dungeon Auction End of the auction house, Chapter 32 – leads to the door of space.

Chapter 31 End of # 2