Not only the eyes of the half-elf girls were attracted, but also the eyes of the audience present.
It was a young man who looked to be no more than eighteen years old at most. He was dressed like a proud little rooster. He was so gorgeous that he wanted to attract everyone's attention in the field to him.
This style is the unique style of the rich in the south. Only in this way can they show their wealth and their extraordinaryness.
When Regina and the half-elf girls' eyes fell on him, the boy became more energetic, held his head higher, and even the acne on his oily face shone brightly, saying loudly
: "I will pay you five thousand gold coins."
"Haha...another Sambian idiot, fell into Princess Regina's beautiful trap."
"As long as Princess Regina presides over the lost territory recovery auction, this kind of drama will inevitably take place. Although I have watched it countless times, I never tire of it."
"It's best for such a little idiot to come every month. Our Ethebra's finances will be better, and the Rosaville Road will be better maintained, bringing us more caravans."
and wealth.”
"People may not think that they are little idiots, but the chosen ones. Hehe, when the time comes, not only will they be able to obtain the inheritance of Ankh, become the king of the Battle Valley and the Valley, but they will even be able to win a beautiful woman. Not all biographies and novels.
Is it written like this? Haha..."
"You people are a bit unkind. While enjoying the wealth brought by others, you also scold others behind their backs for being idiots. We should respect them as Woking envoys. The more such envoys we have, the better."
"Yes, yes, yes, we can't go too far."
The residents of the Battle Valley who were watching were whispering for a while, with unconcealed gloating and ridicule on their faces.
They have seen this kind of arrogant rich second generation of Sambia too many times. After giving birth to a good child, they think they are born extraordinary. An existence like Anka Manor is born for them. When they
When you get here, you will grab it in hand.
Those ruthless spirits will help them recognize the cruel reality.
Some just watched indifferently, and no one came forward to dissuade them.
Sambia has a bad reputation in the Battle Valley, or to be precise, in the entire valley.
And these young rich second and third generations are one of the instigators.
The rich second generation who came here either caused trouble in Sambia and came here to avoid it.
Or they were sent by the family to gain experience and inspect the industrial territory here.
Either way, nothing good will happen.
When they suddenly gain power and their minds are not yet stable, they often do some outrageous things, arousing public outrage, and then run back to Sambia to avoid legal sanctions.
This kind of scourge will only kill one person, let alone prevent it.
"This gentleman offers five thousand gold coins, is there anything higher?" Regina smiled sweetly and picturesquely, but only she knew whether she was smiling at the boy or at the golden coins.
It's just that the Sambian boy thought that the other person was smiling at him, and he was a little infatuated. He held his head high and looked like he was determined to win. Whoever dared to compete with him would fight to the end.
Although the venue was lively, there were no competitors.
This kind of auction happens every month. Even if you want to explore Anka Manor, you can just wait until the next month. There is no need to spend this wasted money.
Regina obviously knew this and sped up the auction process, fearing that the duck she got would fly away, "Five thousand gold coins once, five thousand gold coins twice, five thousand gold coins three times, deal, the right to recover Anka Manor this month
, obtained by this young master, I hope he can win the victory, obtain the inheritance of Anka, obtain the ownership of Anka Manor, and conquer a lost land for our Battle Valley. Please bid the bidder. After the auction is completed, please hand it in at the back.
money and receive the corresponding access ticket.”
Regina's contagious voice raised a few decibels: "Very good, we have a good start today, let's proceed to the second auction, the Mage Tower of Good Luck Fangs.
The origin of this mage tower is unknown, and its ownership is also unknown, but one thing is certain, that is, there are still powerful magics and traps here, as well as the treasures of the previous owner.
It is said that there is a passage leading to an unknown area.
The pioneers will obtain ownership of all the treasures in the Mage Tower and the Mage Tower, and the surrounding one kilometer will also be included in the Mage Tower's subsidiary territory.
The starting price is 10,000 gold coins and the bidding officially begins now."
The auction price of this ghost castle in Battle Valley has little to do with the value of the castle itself.
In terms of potential value, none is greater than the Bianca Estate.
Instead, it is directly linked to the risk factor. The higher the starting price, the higher the risk factor.
The purpose is to allow those involved in this task to think carefully.
Regina shouted several times, but still no one answered.
When her eyes accidentally glanced at the previous bidder, the Sambian boy, the young man with a sperm in his head was so excited that he almost yelled out the price.
However, the number of gold coins in his bag limited his performance, making it impossible for him to earn thousands of gold coins and make beautiful people smile.
Even to him, ten thousand gold coins is not a small amount.
Five thousand gold coins buy at least one possibility, and you can explain it. If you throw in another ten thousand gold coins, there is no way.
The Fang of Good Luck Mage Tower was rejected amidst sighs of regret.
Regina's mood was not affected at all, and she smiled and said: "Today's third and last auction item is the Vizeme Manor.
I believe many people are familiar with this manor.
It is located in Griffin Hill, the land of three rivers in our Battle Valley. It once had the largest and best vineyard, and the crystal wine produced there is famous even in the North.
It's a pity that Sir Colonfell's wrong choice caused him and his manor to fall into a cycle of despair. Those who can help Sir Colonfell to escape will receive all of his inheritance, Wezemay Manor and the surrounding nearly ten square kilometers.
vineyard.
The starting price is 15,000 gold coins, and the bidding officially begins now."
As soon as Regina finished speaking, a young male voice spoke, "Fifteen thousand gold coins."
Why are there so many taken advantage of this time?
Could it be that something big happened in Sambia?
Are all the young people coming here?
Everyone followed the voice and looked over. He was really a handsome and energetic young man. Judging from his appearance, he was no more than twenty and his height was more than 1.8 meters, but he gave people a very well-proportioned feeling.
Like a vigorous cheetah, he seems to be able to move at any time. His slightly pointed ears represent that he has elf blood. But when his eyes flicker, he gives people the feeling of a cat's eyes. When he looks at him, he has the illusion of being seen through.
Standing next to her was a girl who did not look very old. Her loose white sacrificial robe and shawl could not conceal her slender and well-proportioned figure. Her long blond hair was tied behind her back, revealing her round face and a nervous and shy smile.
, seeing countless eyes looking at them, they couldn't help but hold the moonstone cross tightly.
This is the symbol of the Broken God Ilmat. It seems that she is a believer of the Broken God.
Those who recognize this cannot help but smile at the sacrificial girl. As one of the Three Holy Gods, Ilmat may not be the most powerful or famous, but he is the kindest, especially his believers.
Adhering to the concept of saving lives and helping the wounded has won him great favor among ordinary people. Even his pastor sometimes receives preferential treatment.
"Twenty thousand gold coins." A strong male voice said.
Not to mention the astonishment of the people watching the excitement, even the half-elf boy had a look of astonishment on his face. The auction that usually had no interest at all had become a hot commodity this time.
Everyone's eyes followed the voice and they saw that it was a middle-aged man with a weathered appearance, in his forties. The adventurer's cloak that originally tightly wrapped his body had been opened.
The armor on the body was exposed, which was also full of the charm of time. It was covered with various cuts and scratches from swords, indicating that it had experienced hundreds of battles.
There is a emblem printed on the front of the armor, which is a scale standing on a war hammer.
After seeing this sign clearly, everyone present couldn't help but stand in awe. Some believers in the God of Justice couldn't help but stand up straight, punched their chests with their right fists, and saluted the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man seemed to feel this respect and hurriedly returned the same courtesy to these people.
This is a paladin, a paladin of Tyr, the god of justice.
As the head of the Three Holy Gods, Tyr is known as the Hand of Equality and the God of Justice, and is responsible for supervising the entire world.
His paladins faithfully implement this. They monitor evil, supervise lawlessness, expose the truth, punish sinners, and correct mistakes.
Support the justice laws and regulations in your area, punish those who do not abide by the laws, and help the vulnerable avenge crimes.
They are the best judges in Faerûn, bar none.
This has polarized their reputation, especially in Sambia.
Many of those wealthy rulers use them, but at the same time they are disgusted with them, because many of their policies are to protect the wealthy ruling class, and these policies will be opposed by the Paladins of Tyr.
But in the eyes of ordinary people, the images of these holy warriors are extremely glorious, representing justice and judgment.
In the valley, the image of the Tyrian paladin penetrates deeply into the body and mind. Wherever he goes, he is greatly welcomed. Sometimes he even acts as a temporary judge, helping them to judge or take revenge on matters in settlements, villages and towns.
This situation is mainly caused by the loose political system and fragmented legal structure in the valley.
Take the Battle Valley as an example. There is basically no systematic law here. Although Ilmet is the nominal lord of the Battle Valley, his rights are limited to Ethebra, and he has no energy to manage other places.
Due to the elf retreat, the darkness that was growing in Corsoman had already made him exhausted.
As for whether these paladins will be corrupt or accept bribes to favor a certain party, such worries will not arise at all.
Because once this happens, these paladins cannot be called paladins, but dark guards who have fallen into darkness.
Regina saw the middle-aged man's appearance clearly, jumped down from the high platform, and walked towards him with light steps.
Wherever she passed, the excited males were not squeezing towards her desperately, on the contrary, they could not help but retreat to both sides, as if they had formed a human wall to welcome her.
By the time the males reacted, Regina had already passed by with a gust of fragrance.
Regina saluted respectfully: "It turns out that Judge Darnell is here in person. It is our greatest honor that you can personally help us conquer the lost land. How can we still accept the auction money from you? This is the Vizeme Manor.
Your Excellency, the presiding judge, please keep your access ticket."
"It turns out to be him!"
"What? This Judge Darnell is very famous? What is his origin?"
"Have you ever heard of the Hammer of Justice Monastery?"