Fantasial Apocalypse Chapter 388: [ Failed to get ]

Chapter 388: [ Failed to get ]

What’s going on…?

Who was in the sixth box?

Confusion and wonder spread throughout the entire hall.

As for Allen, although he was confused it doesn’t matter for him. Probably, most of these boxes were occupied by the other Gods and Deities who he had been acquainted with these past few days from staying in the Aryan Clan.

They had probably been surprised since he had, for the first ti, since the Auction began to beco interested in an item. This was giving 'face'...

And this guess was then confird not long later,

“Well, is the young lord wanted this item? Then, as a sign of respect from , I shall concede.” The voice from the 3rd box rang out, startling the other people.

Hearing this voice, Allen didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. It seems as if he had beco one of those characters in Chinese Novels where one gives faces to other people as a sign of respect.

Was this the one happening right now…?

And from this voice, Allen knows that the one who had said this was the grand elder of the Aryan Clan. The na should be… Erwin…? Was that the one…?

Following this voice, the other boxes also followed, almost embarrassing Allen. Even Princess Anahita joined the fray, giving him another favor…

All of a sudden the audience made neither movents nor any sound!

Almost all at the sa ti, a pair of hundred eyes turned to look over at the sixth box. Who had the capability to make these illustrious people conceded and give way…?

Young Lord…?

They were extrely curious and interested.

As Allen was certain that he would be able to acquire the Sharingan and beco extrely excited, suddenly, at this very mont, a cold voice rang out.

“I’ll add a single bronze coin!” It was a woman’s voice.

When this voice rang out, another silence enveloped the entire hall.

What…?

Even the other VIP boxes were struck silent by the sudden cold voice. However, no one knows who it was since the owner of the voice seems to be using a voice changer, a feature that can be used if you wanted within the VIP boxes.

All they know was that it was a woman!

Damn! Who the heck has the gall to go against the sixth box even though almost all the VIP boxes had already conceded…?

This was certainly damn… courageous!

Humiliation!!

Allen was the one who had been hit hard to the point that he can feel the swellings on his cheek. He felt as if he had been slapped.

This was really slapping faces... he never expected he would experience sothing like this!

In most novels, isn't the protagonists usually slapping faces? Why is he now the one being slapped instead...?!

Really painful...

Haaa~ He shouldn’t have counted the chickens before it hatched.

Allen took a deep breath. Oh well, this was nothing, probably. Just coincidence and wasn't really intended to target him specifically.

Although the others conceded and gave him face --that is because they were friends and acquaintance. So other clans he doesn’t know probably wanted it.

“5 silver and 3 bronze Black Coins,” He called while trying to calm his breathing down.

However, it seems like the woman’s icebreaking start seed to have lit the other flas as aside from those who had already conceded, they also started giving their price.

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“6 silver Black Coins,”

“6 silver and 2 bronze Black Coins,”

“6 silver and 8 bronze Black Coins,”

… …

“3 gold and 3 silver Black Coins,”

When Allen saw that the price of the [ Sharingan ] had skyrocketed, his heart almost dropped to the floor. He almost wanted to cry… Damn it!

Although he had many things, even gold, and silver in his possession but… why does he felt like he was a poor person? Allen’s heart started beating in panic. But still, he persevered and fights on.

Unfortunately, all his hopes dashed away into the horizon. When Allen was about to stake all he had, the familiar ice cold woman’s voice, that had broken all his hopes and gave him endless heartaches, finally throw away her Thor’s Hamr, instantly breaking all competitors.

“20 gold Black Coins!”

“… …” The entire hall instantly covered by an eerie silence.

Are you kidding?!

20 gold Black Coins…?

For that unknown relic…?

Just what the heck was that Relic to achieve this value…!!? Even the other similar relic only went up to 8 gold Black Coins! No, the all-important God Core, those cores that can be extracted from a Deities and Gods when they died, a precious Magic Core, has almost the sa value… but, was it really that important…?

That unknown relic…?

Argh! This is sick and evil! Everyone had these thoughts ringing in their heads and looked over at the 8th VIP box in shock!

Although 20 gold Black Coins was not a small number, for the people invited within the Auction hall, it wasn’t too much either! It was a number that they could afford without much difficulty!

But one must know, 1 gold Black Coin was already a very large amount of money. Even a single silver Black Coin can let a normal family live a good life for one or two months if they live frugally. With this, one can imagine how large of a value a single gold Black Coin was!

Was it really that worth it?

Although they have a huge amount of money but… the item [ Kekkei Genkai: Sharingan (Uchiha Itachi) ] was only a simple and unknown relic and it wasn’t even considered one of the best items that will be auctioned today. It was just a simple appetizer so to speak…

But this appetizer actually… already reaches 20 gold Black Coins…!!?

"... ..."

Inside his box, Allen’s face instantly grew unsightly as he heard this.

Was he really that unlucky…?

Even if he wanted to fight, he doesn’t have any money to fight with. Should he thicken his face and borrow money…?

Allen gritted his face and was about to leave and went towards Princess Anahita and the others to shalessly borrow for so money when, “Everyone, I know I’m being shaless to say this but it seems like a friend of mine, really wanted this item. So can you please yield to this item, I wonder…? My Clan will forever be grateful if you do that…”

Allen was about to leave when he almost tripped on the ground. How shaless!! He gritted his teeth in anger. Do you think your friend is the only one who wanted it!!? I also wanted it!!!!

Allen wanted to cry in anger and yell in frustration but he held himself and endured it. Damn it! Fine, fine… let’s consider it as my misfortune, my loss this ti. In any case, it was not the only one Sharingan in the entire world.

Since Obito’s Sharingan was found and then Itachi, surely, there should be Madara or Sasuke’s Sharingan out there!!

I’ll just act magnanimously this ti…!

Allen sighed bitterly as he returned to his sit. His head and heart aching, "A true gentleman never snatches away what is needed by others. Since you like it so much, I will not fight with you anymore. I hope that friend of yours make use of it," Allen made an elegant remark. Though his heart was crying desperately.

If his heart can make noise, its cry would already have resounded in the entire hall at this mont.

“As expected of the Young Lord! Truly Magnanimous!! I respect you!”

“As expected, the Young Lord has a good heart!”

… …

Various comnts and praise imdiately appeared from the other VIP boxes causing Allen to feel embarrassed at the sa ti, elevating his heartache. At least with this, he wouldn’t leave a bad impression on the other God Clans.

Although he wasn’t interested in such things but he wouldn’t be able to ignore the importance of influence and connection, especially in this Celestial Realm where he has no real clear allies. He might find another use for this thing in the future.

The mont he had said, the woman turned silent for a mont before laughing. Beautiful pearls of laughter like the chis of a bell echoed in the entire hall. It wasn’t a cold voice anymore but that of a warm spring of a season.

It seems to have the power to disperse the tense and awkward mood hanging in just now...

“Thanks to the Young Lord…” The woman’s voice rang out. “May I have the pleasure to know the real na of the Young Lord…? My clan wanted to always rember its benefactor…”

“… …” Allen suddenly felt sothing hidden within the woman’s voice but he imdiately shook his head. He was probably imagining it.

“Haha, no need. I was just giving way, that’s all. My na is of no importance,”

“Oh? Is that so?” A trace of disappointnt appeared on her icy cold voice. “I see… I understand…”

Allen didn’t respond anymore as he focused his attention towards the front stage.

“… Going once… going twice, sold". When the thudding sound of the hamr was heard, the item Allen desperately wanted was finally sold.

He really wanted to cry though...

Well, even if he indeed had fought with it with borrowed money, if that woman was certainly serious about acquiring it, then he wouldn’t have a chance. After all, it’s not like he would be able to borrow as much as he wanted…

And that woman was surely a person from a great clan; she was surely not short of money to spend. If only he has still had ti to earn a living, he was confident he would be able to amass a huge amount of money in a short ti!

Thus, he could only sigh…

Just who was that woman…? Thus, she knows about the real use of Sharingan…?

From the Shinto Clan… perhaps…?

But didn’t they say that the Shinto Clan had started deteriorating due to the War of Myth as well as the Demon Invasion…?

Unfortunately, Allen didn’t know what Clan occupied on those VIP boxes aside from those he had managed to distinguish by voice a while ago.