Finally, the auction ended.
Everyone in the hall started to exit one by one, at the entrance, a few guards were standing to maintain the order.
In just five minutes, the whole auction hall beca quiet. However, at the mont a knock resounded on the room number one Ayaan's room.
Emma was the one who opened the door, and a beautiful lady was standing outside the gate. Ayaan already knew this lady; she was the lady who always stood behind the Isobel.
Nevertheless, the lady didn't enter the room and said while still standing at the entrance, "Uncle Goldward and manager wants to et Mr Ayaan for the transaction process. Please, follow ."
Afterwards, the lady didn't waste any ti and walked away. Ayaan exchanged a glance with Rebecca and also went behind her.
However, at this ti without letting anyone notice, Ayaan released a dark shade from his right hand.
As the shade ca out from his hand, it imdiately lded into the Ayaan's shadow, and no one was able to notice its presence.
Nonetheless, there was no change in expression of Ayaan; still, a slight smile could be seen hung at the corner of his lips, but his eyes were flashing with unusual darkness. This darkness was none other than the death elent!
Subsequently, the group of four passed in front of room number four. At this mont, the shade which was hiding in the Ayaan's shadow jumped out from it and entered the shadow at the side of the wall, which was just two ters away from room number four.
It was already night ti, and there were lots of shadows present in the gallery. Although the bulbs which were chanted by light mages were lightning the gallery there were still a few dark spots present on the floor, and it was enough for hiding the shade.
Anyways, Ayaan went with the new lady who was leading him, leaving behind nothing but so curious gazes which were looking in his direction.
However, at this mont, the gate of room number four opened, and a man with long hair and a small beard walked out.
Simultaneously, after walking out, he looked at the back of the Ayaan, and a vicious gleam flashed in his eyes.
Nevertheless, he didn't stay there much longer and also walked towards the exit of the chamber of comrce.
However, as the Hellshard moved towards the stairs, a shade entered into his shadow and disappeared without any trace. No one noticed it.
After exiting the chamber of comrce, Hellshard didn't stop and continued to walk. Finally, ten minutes later, he arrived at the street, which was looking relatively quiet, no one could be seen around. Even then, for safety, he released his soul power and inspected the area.
When he didn't find anyone around, he sighed in relief and slowly started to chant a spell. However, when the spell completed, the body of the man began to shrink.
"Creak~ Creak~."
The sound of bone creaking resounded, and the expression of the man beca distorted due to pain. Finally, his body beca four feet long, and the clothes which he was wearing beca loose and fell on the ground. Only his naked body remained standing on the dark street.
However, just as his breath cald down, he felt a sudden unbearable pain on his face. The skin above his face started to peel down on its own. But there was no blood appeared beneath the skin; on the contrary, another layer of white skin revealed.
"Argh!"
Hellshard groaned in pain and finally, when he couldn't take it, he fell on the ground.
Hellshard's whole body was drowned in sweat while lying on a ground like a dead dog. But after two minutes later, he moved and sat on the floor with an expressionless face.
Furthermore, his face had changed entirely. No hint of his previous face could be seen now.
Afterwards, he took out a set of clothes from his space ring and wore them. Then, he again looked around vigilantly and walked out of the silent street.
Eventually, he walked towards the other direction, without realising the presence of the shadow.
At this mont, in the auction hall, the lady had already taken the group of four to Isobel's cabin. Ayaan had already predicted that she would take him to her cabin, so he wasn't surprised after arriving in front of Isobel's room.
The lady knocked the door two tis and stood at the side after hitting.
"Co in~" a pleasant voice ca from inside the room. The lady pushed the door and entered along with everyone.
In front of them, Uncle Goldward and Isobel were sitting on the sofa. When both of them saw the part entering the room, duo smiled in a friendly manner towards Ayaan and Rebecca.
Duo also nodded in response. Thereupon, Ayaan and Rebecca sat on the empty sofa side by side while the other two ladies stood behind them.
"How are you doing Mr Ayaan?" Uncle Goldward was the first to initiate the conversation.
Ayaan looked at him and said with a smiling face, "I am good, how are you, Mr Goldward?"
"Haha! I am good as well and no need to add Mr in my na; you can also call Uncle Goldward like Isobel." Uncle Goldward chuckled and replied with a pleasant smile.
"Alright and please call Ayaan," Ayaan didn't feel any bad intention from this man until now, so he had a relatively good impression of him, and he also doesn't like to talk to people formally.
"So, after deducting the money of house and the flower you have bought from the auction, now you have fifty thousand golds left" Uncle Goldward looked at Ayaan and said, "Usually we take the money of ten percent for auctioning the treasure in the auction, but you are a special case; therefore, we are giving you a discount."
Ayaan nodded but didn't voice his opinion, he wasn't interested in the money, if he wanted to earn money, he would just sell one more treasure, and he would have lots of money.
Previously, he was here for the house, and now he wanted to build a good relationship between him and a royal family or at least, gain a good boy card from Isobel, who seems to be from the royal family.
He wasn't doing it just for fun. It would be beneficial when he et Noor. Isobel could be his ticket to enter the royal palace.
Although Ayaan already had sothing and by using it, he could enter the palace easily, but entering stealthily by using a back door and entering from a front gate with a proud expression were two completely different things.
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