The internal space of the Maria Market auction house is not large, it is like a dimly lit small theater. Around the central 'stage', rows of chairs are distributed upward in a trapezoidal shape, but these are the seats for ordinary guests. Surrounding
Along the four walls of the 'theater', the boxes decorated with silk and satin for the big shots are located one after another. There are three floors in total. There is a brass telescope mounted on a mahogany shelf in the box to facilitate the nobles to carefully
Look at the product in the center of the table.
The cripple had a way to reserve a box for Brando, but the young man refused. The purpose of his coming was not to attract attention. As for participation, it was secondary. He just came to see if there were any unexpected gains.
The group of people received their numbers at the entrance, and then took their seats one by one. Although Brando appeared relaxed, in fact, he always had a repeating hand crossbow tied under his knight's uniform, and the cursed crossbow made by Tamar was loaded with live ammunition in the box.
, to wait for emergencies.
Warnd's hand crossbow is a sophisticated instrument. Its sight is like an upright box. It is difficult for novices to use this small thing flexibly. However, Brando's 'mercenary soldier' profession gives him the ability to
The skill of 'Familiar with Weapons', the knowledge generated in his mind allows him to use this exquisite weapon like a seasoned mercenary - he even made a simple aiming device on the ring so that he can actually use it.
Calibration during shooting.
Brando had just sat down and the trade fair had not yet started. A disguised lame man wearing a long cloak came to sit beside them. The lame man looked left and right carefully, and then replied: "Sir, quench the poison
The dagger and the potions were all sold - the dagger was spotted by the Brotherhood, don't worry, they paid very generously, 2,500 tols for a dagger, without asking the seller."
In underground transactions, not every transaction is concluded at the auction house. In fact, most transactions are completed privately, with sellers and buyers reaching deals through middlemen such as Cripples - sometimes even
There are several middlemen, which is safe and confidential - you only need to pay a small sum of money to the middleman as a reward and hush fee.
In the gray realm of Bragg, no one has a louder mouth than these people, and no one has a stricter mouth than these people. Everything is relative.
"Where's the potion?" Brando pretended to be arranged by the staff on the table below, but asked about irrelevant things. He knew the rules of the underground trade fair, such as poison-quenching daggers and mana potions with pseudo-magic items.
Generally it is not put on the table.
"Potions are a little more troublesome. The person in charge of the Tower of Stars and Moon has been questioning the makers of these potions. They seem to mean that the method of making mana potions has not been circulated outside for a long time - this is what they said
's: 'The Wizards Guild welcomes professional alchemists to settle in.'" The lame man said while paying attention to Brando's expression with his small eyes.
He wanted to see Brando's reaction. If the young man found this information useful, he would probably praise him twice - every time his position in the other group became more stable, it would make him feel more at ease.
If Brando feels that the problem is difficult, the cripple will feel the pleasure of revenge. Although he and the other party can be said to be in the same boat, in addition to taboos and fear, there is also a trace of unwillingness.
It's just that the lame man may not have the same thoughts as Antitina. He looked at Brando, hoping to follow him in getting prosperous, but also vaguely wanted to see the latter suffer misfortune.
But Brando just shook his head and replied without any trace: "My friend is not interested in this, you should just talk about the transaction directly, lame man."
It seems that he was right. Mana potions are indeed much rarer in this world than in the 'Amber Sword'.
"Each bottle of potion is one thousand torr, totaling thirty thousand torr." The lame man did not show his disappointment on his face.
Brando nodded. The price of the dagger was 25% higher than he expected, and the price of the mana potion was also far beyond his imagination. Evening primrose, black mage and fluorescent moss were just ordinary.
With magic materials, the profit from a bottle of mana potion at this price can exceed 200%.
This is simply a huge profit.
He immediately classified this thing in his mind as a long-term money tree. Brando couldn't help but look back at Roman. If the magic potion was used as the brand, it seemed that it was not impossible for little Roman to establish a chamber of commerce.
What about.
Of course, our Miss Roman noticed Brando's gaze. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and praised without reservation: "Half of a hundred thousand, Brando, just like
You said the same thing! I knew Brando would be able to do it!"
"The fun is yet to come, Miss Roman." Charles sat down behind Brando and replied with a smile.
"No, Charles, you may have misunderstood! Our business lady just wanted to remind me that this hundred thousand Thor is her principal." Brando looked at the table below and said without changing his expression.
The young lady businessman seemed to have been told something that was on her mind, but she didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, she covered her mouth and chuckled like a little fox who had taken advantage of her.
Antitina, who was next to Charles behind, couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly when she saw this scene. She was born in a noble family, and it's not like she has never handled tens of thousands of Thors in cash. However, people like Brando and Roman
It's impossible to talk and laugh like this without taking anything seriously.
After all, although her family was once considered well-off, it was nothing more than that.
Therefore, this scene fell into her eyes, but it confirmed from the side that although this young knight lord went out to work alone, his family background must not be simple.
But this rich lady obviously got it wrong - Roman has no idea at all, Brando has handled millions of money in the game, so naturally he doesn't take these petty troubles into consideration - but hard work
It is impossible to say what background he has.
The lights in the 'Amphitheater' suddenly dimmed. The group turned around and noticed that the staff around them had half extinguished the torches on the four walls. It seemed that the trade fair was about to begin——
The lame man said in a low voice: "If we were in the box, the auction list should be sent to the nobles at this time. Sir, is there anything you want?"
"Don't know yet."
Brando watched the light on the central stage light up: "Speaking of which, did they give you any trouble after that?"
The lame man shook his head: "As you expected, it was common knowledge that you and Mr. Bottom forced me to go to Squirrel Street that day. Afterwards, people from Test came to see me, and I just pretended that I didn't know you."
——”
"It sounds like you're unhappy?" Bottom teased.
"Don't dare." The lame man now understood Bottom's status clearly, and naturally he was not as humble as before in front of him. He looked at the table below, changed the subject and said: "Speaking of which, Lord, that sword of yours
What is the psychological price? In my opinion, it is really a perfect work of art.”
Brando knew that he was talking about the brass-level magic weapon made of a dwarf sword. He thought for a moment and estimated: "At least 100,000 to 150,000 Thor."
As soon as he finished speaking, Antitina behind him said softly. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then turned around to see the noble daughter blushing and waving her hands: "Hug, I'm sorry, it's okay."
.”
She couldn't help but press her chest gently to prevent her heart from beating too fast. The girl's light blue eyes flashed with a bright and witty light - one hundred and fifty thousand Thors is one hundred and fifty little Eruin.
Gold coins, as a staff member, she knew Brando's financial situation - it could be said that they came in with nothing, but they didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, they would have a fortune comparable to the life savings of some small nobles.
It is not impossible to buy a knighthood in a remote countryside with two hundred thousand tols.
From the perspective of a girl like Antitina who was born in a noble family and has a certain mind, funds should be invested in further reproduction before they can be called liquid wealth. In the past, she was so obsessed with her own designs that she
He lost his family fortune, but after all, a smart person cannot make the same mistake twice in the same place.
She quickly calculated what she could do with 200,000 Thor. With so much money, whether it was engaging in business activities or developing upwards, it seemed to be an open road. She expected that with such a sum of money, she could be in the shortest time.
Let it increase in value by 30% within a year.
But then she frowned again, and she recommended herself as Brando's staff. The young knight had no objection, but it was hard to say whether the other party would let her do whatever she wanted with such a large sum of money.
But Brando saw the changing expression on his new subordinate's face and couldn't help but ask: "Miss Antitina?"
"What?" Antitina was stunned and raised her head.
"Are you considering our funding issues?" Brando asked.
Antitina blushed slightly, but then returned to normal. The girl nodded seriously and replied: "Yes, as your staff, sir. I think I need to consider this issue -"
While she was talking, she looked at Roman without confidence. After all, as Brando's nominal fiancée, she seemed to have more say in this aspect.
However, this business lady smiled as sweetly as ever.
After hearing this, Brando looked thoughtful. He looked at the others and then replied: "If you have any ideas, I will divide the money into two, and you will have one share."
, Roman, you can spend these funds according to your own ideas, but——"
Before he finished speaking, Antitina looked in disbelief: "Mr. Knight, are you serious?"
Brando nodded naturally. This was his habit as the leader of the "Amber Sword". He always used people without doubt - or in other words, tested a person's ability through laissez-faire.
The girl took a breath and nodded seriously: "I will definitely make good use of this money for you, Mr. Knight. I have thought of a plan that can increase the value of this fund in a short time..."
Brando interrupted her and said: "No, I gave you this money to tell you. I leave it to Little Roman to help me make money, and Miss Antitina, I want you to help me use the money - "
"With money?" Antitina was stunned.
At this time, the bells of the trade fair below rang. Brando turned around and replied: "You will understand soon. Of course, if Miss Antitina is interested, she might as well help us." For reference, the business lady, she has a big plan next!"
Brando's first thought was about the territory. If Roman Jr. established a chamber of commerce, it would not be suitable to be directly connected with the territory. If so, he would need a steward.
Now that Antitina has volunteered, he is happy to sit back and enjoy the results.
"Big plan?" Antitina was stunned. She really couldn't think of any plans for this 'business lady' who seemed to be full of energy all day long. To be honest, Brando had to take on the heavy responsibility of making money. If you leave it to such a young lady, she still wants to dissuade her, but it's just not easy to intervene at the moment.
But she immediately put down this thought because she suddenly remembered something.
The girl's eyes lit up slightly, and she immediately connected the things that the business lady had pestered her to tell her about the festivals held in Prague over the years - she almost immediately sorted out the entire story from the details. The general outline of the matter.
She thought about it carefully, turned her head and asked Charles in a low voice: "Mr. Charles, where was Madala's army before you entered the city?"
"It's been almost half a month since we stopped in the Dragos area," Charles replied casually. He was startled and immediately asked: "Have you thought of it? Miss Antitina?"
The wizard apprentice couldn't help but be a little surprised. He could deduce the cause and effect of the whole thing from just one sentence. It seemed that the aide the Lord hired was really not an ordinary person.
"If Miss Roman's plan works, the profit will be at least 80% or more——!" Antitina couldn't help but look at the smiling businesswoman talking to Brando in front of her, as if she recognized the other side for the first time. one side.
"Miss Roman calculated twice as much before," Charles replied.
"That's because I haven't calculated the channel problem -" Antitina gritted her teeth secretly, feeling that her confidence was a little bit shaken. She thought about it and said seriously: "But if we work hard, Because Mr. Cripple is here, even if it reaches 100%, it is not impossible..."
Brando in front certainly didn't notice the whispers of his two subordinates, because at this moment, the highlight of the underground trade fair-the auction had already begun. What he didn't expect was that the first item was... aroused his interest.
The sheepskin scroll placed flat under the light had an ancient contract written in the four elemental languages. Its four corners were slightly curled upward because of the magic power of the four elements: wind, earth, fire, and water.
This is why the edges of this mana scroll are bent toward the center.
This scroll exists to open the way for those with poor talents to become elementalists. Many nobles use this kind of thing to open the door to the magical world for their family children.
There is no doubt that it is worth a lot of money.
But for Brando at this moment, this thing is more expensive than a thousand pieces of gold.
