The Black Scepter

Ozra walked all the way, basically everyone greeted the extremely talkative prince. After entering the auction house, Ozra, Murphy and Ashcandi were under the guidance of the waiters in the cuffs. Don't put on a fiery red badge-that is their eligibility to enter here.

"The value of this badge is probably to buy ten wagons outside the door." The prince's words made Murphy understand the fact that "the gold cave" was here. He and Ashcandi looked around with interest. Finally, Ozra sat in a corner of the venue.

This is a hall comparable to Hagia Sophia, with a height of ten meters and surrounded by exquisite decoration and artworks by famous masters. The dignitaries are sitting under the stage, and the center is a circular display stand. The bottom gear and precise mechanical structure show that it can turn or even rise. The lighting on the top is not a candle, but a golden crystal that Murphy has never seen.

In the hall full of strangeness, the graceful but waiter with a veil presented Ozra a few valuable vintage wines, and Murphy noticed that many dignitaries around him were holding one or two in their arms The plump maid-he looked at the prince with some doubt, and the latter looked at Ashkandi, then thought about it and explained: "In the Augustus, men can have many women as wives, in Here, if we are always alone, we will be laughed at."

Murphy shrugged, but leaned back. He stretched out his hand and stopped Ashcandy's willow. He said, "Oh? Then I don't need to be laughed at."

But soon Murphy was pinched by Ashkandi's fingertips, his red eyes glared at him, but there was no other resistance.

This is the first time that Murphy has actively expressed intimacy in public-but he did not dare to be unpretentious, honestly no longer unrest, and Prince Ozra chose a blue-eyed beauty Beside—Only the interpreter who was standing beside stood silently behind him, with no sense of presence.

Soon the auction went to the topic, and there was no tedious opening speech. Murphy saw the central table rise from the bottom to a display stand, which is today's first auction item.

"Well, appetizers are always not flavorful."

When Prince Ozra saw the magic short sword he was showing, he was obviously not satisfied. He muttered a few words and leaned back on the soft sofa. The waiter beside him gently picked up the wine and served without a word. This honorable prince.

"Anything auctioned will be similar?"

Murphy thought that if it were all magic props, it would be too boring. The two pieces of the sacred gun that he carried with him were already the top of the magic equipment, and he had used the artifact of the Severus Scepter If it is purely about magic props, I am afraid that I will not have any surprises at all.

"No, no, this is just the most common thing," Prince Ozra said: "Auctions always need to be warmed up. It's best if some guys are secretly fighting to show good things. These are... It doesn't matter much."

The auction unit is a gold certificate of the Augustus. One gold certificate is a thousand gold coins. Although this country has more gold coins than Byzantium, it is obviously not cheaper than the price of silver. Murphy sees The first magic dagger that came on the scene shot from three thousand gold coins to four thousand five hundred gold coins and then fell to the hammer to deal, but it also had a feeling of physical pain.

But without waiting for him to think too much, the second item on the scene aroused his interest.

An exquisite crystal ware filled with black seeds was placed on the table-"Fire oil tree species, the seeds of a magical tree that thrives in the endless desert northwest of the Augustus, its fruit is The main source of explosive cask thrown by the Chimera Knight."

Prince Ozra didn't seem to avoid these things that should be regarded as "military secrets", and introduced to Murphy: "Seeds can be planted or taken, and it works..."

He lowered his voice and said, "Eating one will keep you in bed for three days and three nights."

Ashcandy next to him snorted without speaking, but Murphy suddenly came and asked with interest: "If I want to auction..."

"Preferably?" Prince Ozra had already prepared, and reached out a stack of gold vouchers and placed them in front of Murphy: "These gold vouchers are only spent here, don't be polite."

"It's nice." Murphy was really not at all polite, and rushed to the servant beside him to signal to participate in the auction...

And this action enriched Ashcandi's expression...the fangs only of the blood races bit her lip lightly, obviously a bit embarrassed-she just heard what Prince Ozra said just now. It's also clear... that kind of "three days and three nights can't stop" and other nonsense, obviously metaphor will not be other aspects.

Starting from five thousand, Murphy directly followed up, but unexpectedly the crowds of dignitaries suddenly raised the price to more than eight thousand. Murphy roughly looked at the gold coupon in the hand, the amount was about 30,000. It should not be a problem to win such a thing. , But if there is a similar thing in the future, I'm afraid I can't talk to the other party to continue asking for money.

While thinking about countermeasures, while continuing to raise prices, Murphy finally won the nearly 1,000 seeds for less than 10,000 gold coins, but the waitress waited for the plump waitress to take it in front of him, next to Prince Ozra He whispered: "Only about five of the thousands of fruits of each tree of the kerosene tree can be used as raw materials for the bombing of the Chimera knight, and these plants that only have a batch of fruits each year require long hours of sunshine to cultivate ——So... if you just want to eat, there is no problem, if you plant it..."

The prince shrugged, faintly gloating.

Murphy said that he had known for a long time that it was not that simple, without changing his face: "Byzantine nobles always feel that they have never spent enough time on women."

Prince Ozra nodded smirklessly, no longer talking, but Ashcandi stared at Murphy with her eyes that could kill and kill people, who could feel the darkness The queen's icy palm was gently placed on her waist along the robe...

Murphy made a clever move, causing Prince Ozra to turn around with some doubt.

"It's okay, I'm curious what is next?"

Murphy perfunctoryly turned his head and whispered to Ashcandy: "I didn't think of eating--"

Seeing the queen's red eyes, Murphy shut her mouth obediently, coughed a few times, and looked forward.

The third to come to power is a live Warcraft, with a snake-like shape and two short horns on the head, which looks like a dragon that has not evolved completely.

"Sacqui snakes, classified by rank, this is considered a top grade," Prince Ozra's head explained, "The high society of Augustus likes to keep pets. These things are not powerful when fighting at low levels. , But their appearance often determines their own value."

He pointed to the faraway Sagui snake whose price had soared to eight thousand gold coins, "its scales, long horns, head shape and number of tail knots determine the value of this gadget is not less than ten thousand. The promotion of the two classes is not weaker than Chimera-but obviously, I have lived so big and have never seen a Shaquia snake of this level."

The final result also reached 12,000 gold coins as he said, and was photographed by a beautiful lady with a veil and a vaguely cold black robe. Obviously, the prince's knowledge is much wider than that of the average person .

"this is..."

When the fourth auction item came to power, Murphy couldn't calm down... And Ashcandi, who was sitting next to him, also sat up slightly, looking forward.

A werewolf.

It wasn’t the kind of smelly and furry guy who attacked Murphys and Lilith, but it was a werewolf with clean hair and a height of two meters that was specially treated. He even wore an extremely matching leather armor. Murphy's impression of the bloodthirsty and manic werewolf now became a calm, cold look.

Because there is no madness in the eyes of this werewolf, but only peace that is no different from humans, his hands are not shackled, and even a short sword hangs on his tight leather pants. The half-face mask makes the werewolf with its eyes and mane only look like a trained mercenary or... a dead man.

"Who would buy him?"

"He? No, it's it," Prince Ozra didn't seem to accept Murphy's "grammatical error", and his palm slipped gently on the maid's thigh in his arms. "Tall and strong half-humans face a wide range of markets. , Underground arenas, mercenaries, private bodyguards, lonely women’s beds, brothels... as long as they have their own skills, there will always be a way out."

As soon as the words fell, the werewolf slashed off more than ten feathers falling from the sky-the roots were all cut horizontally along the feather rod, the strength of the sword was obvious, and then a series of power demonstrations, and more It is exaggerated that in the end there was another waitress who was dragged onto the stage and was brutally “ravaged” by the werewolf on the stage.

The screams of the waitress were almost uncomfortable for Ashcandy, and Murphy was also the first to see this kind of "auction"... but fortunately, there was not too much embarrassment, but he pretended to be casual. Asked: "Where did these guys come from? They all look well-trained."

"They? Wanderers on the border of the August Empire, killing people and setting fire to rob villages and the like are not doing much. Most of them are caught by the border guards and are directly executed, but occasionally there is a very outstanding existence that can be After the arrest, this way of eating together, this one in front of me should be the most powerful guy in recent years."

Prince Ozra was not interested in this werewolf, but the "show" staged in the stands at the moment made his palms involuntarily put on the maid's chest beside him. It seems that this kind of thing is very common in the Augustus, around Many dignitaries use the woman as a vase. No one cares about the expression or mentality of these maids.

Murphy frowned slightly.

As the werewolves in the stands croaked and "displayed", the waitresses who had some difficulty standing because of the blushing face were helped to walk down the stands, and the auction began-all kinds of bids suddenly appeared, and there were many women with bright eyes. Frequent refresh bids.

Murphy frowned, looking at the guy in the distance, who had a hint of numbness in his eyes, and didn't seem to care about his fate.

In the end, Murphy did not participate in the auction. The werewolf was bought by the woman who had just bought the pet snake at the price of 25,000 gold coins. It is also a bit strange. Murphy can be sure that this chest is abnormally full. A woman will definitely not lack a man or a guard, but apparently many people are thinking about the scene of this dignified woman being roared and snarled by a werewolf on the big bed, but her mouth remained silent.

"He and the werewolf I have seen are very different."

Ashcandi only spoke this sentence after a while, her voice slightly frowned, and it was impossible to check, "Now it is not night or the full moon, but he can maintain this shape after the transformation and he is very calm. The swordsmanship of the great swordsman is very wrong."

Murphy didn't reply, but just nodded, and instead glanced at Prince Ozra, pointing to the distance: "Who is that woman?"

"I think you'd better not hit her idea, the guy who can enter this auction house, even my princehood may not be 100% worthy, and we all call that woman'black widow'," His eyes flashed slightly, "None of the men who tried to climb onto her big bed had a good ending."

Murphy didn't ask any more questions, narrowed his eyes, looked at the woman with a tempting body for a few seconds, and then waited indifferently for the next auction item to come on stage.

But the central display stand did not continue to show any treasures, just a group of graceful dancers danced in the soft and slow music around them, and the guests around them gently picked up the wine glasses and chatted with their companions. —Murpheus turned his head curiously, and Prince Ozra immediately explained: "Relax the spirit, the second game will be half an hour later."

"Oh, if I have something to auction, is it too late?"

Murphy asked unexpectedly, seeing that the prince's eyebrows were raised, he added in a low voice-"I have something, it is not good to shoot in Byzantium, so..."

He was embarrassed. Obviously, what he said was certain "prohibited items", which caused the curiosity of the prince. He thought about it and got up and said, "Then I need to go backstage, you know here The audit procedures are strict."

"I passed in two minutes."

Murphy immediately got up, "I'll get some things and come over."

Prince Ozra was unclear, but nodded quickly-in any case, this powerful dragon knight would not be a prank guy, should he not do anything unexpected?

Stepping towards the backstage, the prince needs to communicate with the staff of the auction house in advance...Although the private club on the surface does not have the support of the royal family, in fact the secret royal family still occupies a lot of shares. The profits brought by the product are enough to save the royal family a lot of expenses, and this is also an excellent "public relations" place, which is absolutely first-class.

Murphy whispered a few words to Ashcandy, and then stepped away, leaving the dark queen in a veil to sit on the sofa alone-of course, the waitress beside the prince just hugged her It is true that there is no sense of existence.

The pair of red eyes stared at the back of Murphys staring for a moment, and then turned back into the field. She is comparable to Murphys. As a special presence of the mission, no one can know how terrible her identity is. Others only treat her as a "mate" of Murphys, but apparently, she sitting here alone quickly attracted some people's attention.

The woman who bought the Shaquia snake and the werewolf turned her eyes to the dark queen first, because she was wearing a veil, and her talking eyes changed slightly when she looked at Ashkandi-- For Ashcandy, who is so powerful in perception to know the heartbeat of everyone in this room, the woman called "black widow" in the distance does not seem to arouse her interest.

Without a pretentious gesture, but with a cold and alienated temperament, Ashcandi would not have the flawless disguise of Murphys, she is her, an Ω-class strongman who came out of the killing-even because of ink Fez's temper gradually softened, but he would not lose the strength engraved in his soul.

But even so, the "black widow" who stood up not far away got up after a slight hesitation and walked over with a small step-her movement almost made more than 60% of the eyes in the hall projected. And when she walked to Ashkandi and stood gently, the maid beside Ashkandi immediately stood up to salute.

But Ashkandi was motionless, just raised his gaze slightly, and looked at the mature woman who was alluring with temptation.

She didn't speak any language and she didn't intend to have any intersection with people in this country, but now it seems that there are some things that can't be avoided.

"The Black Widow" didn't say anything. She had great power in the Augustus Empire. She was by no means a simple character, otherwise Prince Ozra would not be so warned of Murphy-and faced with no response. Shikandi, this woman who has been attracting attention everywhere, does not seem to be angry.

On the contrary, there was something in her eyes that made her unclear.

.......

Prince Ozra said a few words in Auguste with the auctioneer and the person in charge of the venue here, the latter looked serious and did not give way-apparently even the prince status is not very easy to use Come to suppress these complicated background guys, but fortunately the other party gave him a chance.

If the item passes the review, it can be submitted to auction, if it fails, it will be returned in its original form.

This is already an ideal result~www.wuxiaspot.com~Prince Ozra didn’t even think about what he wanted to do for Murphy, he stood at the back door and waited for Murphy--and then Sure enough, he walked over in two minutes, but there was a huge two-meter-long thing wrapped in sackcloth.

Prince Ozra frowned, his strength was not weak, and the senses of the five senses were equally sensitive, and almost immediately noticed a wave of blood accompanying Murphy... **** smell?

Did this guy go out to kill?

In his mind, he expelled this absurd idea, and he directly asked: "Only one opportunity, the audit can pass the auction, this is all I can do."

"Thank you very much, His Royal Highness." Murphy reached out and handed the huge package to the auctioneer appraiser in a gorgeous robe and a pair of thick glasses next to him. The latter almost couldn't catch his hands. His strength is not weak, he put some things in his hands on the large solid wood table next to him, opened the sackcloth with doubts, and then screamed, almost sitting on the ground!

Murphy's eyes quickly supported his opponent, and the prince Ozra whispered in a curse tone: "Goddess Mar is up, you... what are you!?"