Chapter 154 – A Glow in the Darkness (1/2)

Chapter 154 – A Glow in the Darkness

“Tower Lord, here is the item that you requested.”

A knight in a black metal armor stated in a low voice, as he handed a piece of metal tile to the man in front of him.

“Hmm… ”

The Tower Lord observed the piece of metal intently, turning it around in his palm and feeling the texture of the material.

There were approximately seven black armored knights surrounding the Lord, who was dressed in a plain purple robe without any ornaments. The only visible design on the simple robe was the crest in the middle of the chest area.

It was a diamond-shaped shield with a cauldron etched on it.

The crest of the Laxerus clan.

*kacha*

The tile cracked under the tower lord’s essence, and soon disintegrated into the air.

“Little Mirane invested in this item? It’s ambitious and has potential, but the effects are too weak regarding anyone in the Saint stage or above. What I’m more interested in, is why Mirane decided to help this boy? She usually shows no interest for the opposite sex… ”

The tower lord had an average height, and a slender build. Only the profoundness in his eyes suggested his true age, as his middle-aged face had no blemishes or wrinkles at all. He had bright emerald-golden eyes similar to Mirane, however, his hair was a deep shade of brown.

“These so called ‘God Tiles’ might be more valuable if they could use another metal besides elemental metal. Wait for a few days, and contact the boy named ‘Calron’ and ask him if he can make these God tiles with other metals besides elemental metal.”

The tower lord stated with a smile as he looked at the knight in front of him.

“My lord, I heard that it was not the boy who made the tiles, but that he received them from a place called the Azure Pavilion.”

The knight replied in a confident tone.

“That’s where you are wrong. There is no organization that goes by that name in any of the neighboring cities or kingdoms. He is the Azure Pavilion himself.”

The tower lord laughed with mirth at the expression on the knight’s face and turned around to walk away, while the seven black armored knights silently followed behind him.

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“Elder Balis, could this please wait for an hour or so? I really need to purchase one of the slaves coming up.”

Calron glanced back at the annoyed face of the owl-headed Elder, and asked in an urgent voice.

“It was all big brother’s idea… so, could you please remove your hand? It hurts!”

Roran yelped, trying to struggle out of Balis’s steely grip.

“I can’t believe that I have no one to rely on, except you two idiots for some help.”

Balis sighed, as he removed his hands from the youngsters’ shoulders and stood next to Calron.

“Why do you need a slave?”

Balis asked curiously, looking at the ongoing auction on stage.

“I recently opened a shop, and I need a slave to handle the shop’s security.”

Calron answered back, which evoked a stunned expression on Balis’ face.

“Hahaha, you have been busy then. So, which slave are you targeting?”

Balis chuckled after a brief pause, his owlish eyes lighting up with amusement.

“He hasn’t come up on stage yet, but he should be appearing soo- Ah, there he is!”

Calron exclaimed with eagerness, as he saw the blonde slave step onto the stage.

“Dear people, I introduce to you a slave from the wild desert kingdom of Notaria! It took three of our experts to suppress him, so don’t be fooled by his low cultivation. He is a master of the spear, so a perfect guard for your house. The bidding starts at 50 gold!”

The auctioneer shouted out animatedly, as a few staff members positioned the slave towards the center of the stage.

“60 gold.”

“60 gold and 50 silvers.”

“75 gold.”

Several customers raised their number boards while stating their bids. Although the bidding was not as intense as the one for the beast slave, 75 gold was still a high margin for a slave.

Calron patiently waited until the bidding slowed down and was down to the final competitors.

“87 gold and 20 silvers.”

An old woman yelled in her hoarse voice, and looked challengingly at the rest of the crowd.

“87 gold and 20 silver going once… going twice…”

The auctioneer started.

“90 gold.”