“One hundred.”
One hundred gold.
That’s how much Jin bid. For an ancient magic to, the price wasn’t too high or too low. However, the other guests thought Jin was crazy.
‘He’s paying a hundred for that?’
There were also magicians who were curious. After all, a guy who hasn’t bought anything for the past week just bid for a magic to.
“One-fifty.”
“One hundred fifty on the table!”
Soone raised the bid, but it wasn’t because they wanted the item. The bidder held in his laughter as he stared at Jin.
He was teasing him. He wanted to make a fool of Jin for trying to strike it rich or attain a higher level of magic by buying a mysterious to, which was a common sight during the magic to auctions in the auction house.
Jin just ignored him and called for the next bid.
“One-seventy.”
If it were back in his first life, he would have called one or two thousand to flaunt his money and destroy the provoker’s pride.
But Jin knew that this wasn’t the ti to attract attention.
“Any more bids? Going once. Going twice. Sold!”
Tzenmi’s magic to was delivered to Jin.
With a straight face, Murakan opened the ancient to and gripped Jin’s hand.
“Kid, this is an amazing acquisition.”
This renowned shadow dragon was not an idiot obsessed with aura. He, like other dragons, could cast countless spells. And, back in his heyday, his magic skill level was at least 9-stars.
‘An item that got Murakan all worked up? It must have spells incomparable to those of O’Hensirk’s.’
Additionally, Jin’s and his companions’ luck was yet to be over.
“Uh, this is the 25th item of the auction. Previously owned by ‘Schugiel Hister’. Let the auction begin!”
Hister.
The na that Jin had the bar owner look into when he first went to a bar in Mamit. As soon as he heard the na, he doubted his own ears.
Hister was the clan of Jin’s master. But it was also a clan that officially dissolved hundreds of years ago.
“Two hundred.”
Just as before, the crowd began to whisper after Jin called his first bid. They first thought he was sobody special, but now they thought of him as an idiot bidding for shit.
“Two hundred. Anyone else?”
Schugiel Hister’s to was imdiately sold.
“Hey, kid. Why’d you buy that? Are you feelin’ sothing again?”
“I thought it would be weird if I only bought one item, and I also have a good feeling about this one.”
As soon as the to arrived, Murakan cracked open the book. Not even one minute in, he shook his head. Unlike Murakan, Jin’s heart pounded as he examined the to.
“It’s just a to with weird and complicated ciphers. Nothing too special.”
Murakan didn’t seem to know.
This weird and complicated cipher system was only known by two people—Jin and his master. And since Jin learned it from his master, ‘Schugiel Hister’ must be his master’s ancestor.
After seeing the complex text, sorrow struck Jin’s heart. He watched the auction continue, barely concealing his emotions. In the end, he didn’t find anything interesting to buy.
The night ca to a close as the auction ended. So guests stayed and enjoyed their ti while others imdiately left.
Jin usually joined the latter, but tonight, he had to stay in the auction house.
“Jet.”
“Yes, sir.”
“I want to et Spiderhand Alu.”
Usually, Jet would say that he understood. However, this ti, his expression changed.
“Uh… sir. That will be difficult. Even though you are a guest, eting Alu is impossible. The most I can do is introduce you to Salka. If you really need to et him directly, then please give us a few days.”
“Tell Alu that Beradin Zipfel wanted to see him.”
It looked as if Jet’s eyes would pop out as his face flushed red. He covered his mouth in shock.
‘B-Beradin Zipfel?’
“Understood?”
Instead of answering, Jet simply blinked.
‘Shit. These guys weren’t part of Vermont’s Special Forces… but were mbers of the Zipfel Clan?’
Cold sweat drenched his body. Even though Vermont’s Special Forces were notorious, it wasn’t comparable to the Lutero Magic Federation.
If anyone else introduced themselves as Beradin Zipfel, Jet would’ve scoffed and cussed at the sight. However, that was not the case. In Jet’s eyes, Jin and his party were beyond comprehension.
Additionally, they have been part of the Lutero Magic Federation for quite so ti, so there is no way they would be accused of impersonating the Zipfels.
Jet’s brain was running at the speed of light.
‘I was mistaken. Severely mistaken. They’re not a part of Vermont’s Special Forces, but are pureblood Zipfels! This is an encounter of a lifeti.’
Five minutes ago, Jet’s main goal was to beco an informant of the presud Special Forces unit. Then, he could’ve saved his life and earned so reward greater than that of Tesing’s.
But what about becoming a servant of a Zipfel?
To a mber of the Lutero Magic Federation, there is no greater honor than serving a Zipfel. As Jin lifted his hand, Jet stood with stone-cold eyes.
He quickly passed a few employees and opened a door.
“Shit. Whatever. Whatever happens, happens.”
Murakan shrugged. Unlike his careless words, he was definitely itching for a fight. Gilly put her hand on her forehead as she heaved a heavy sigh.
A Runcandel impersonated a Zipfel.
Other than getting the ssage to Alu, Gilly thought of a different, more important problem.
‘If this information ever reaches the ears of future clan mbers or the patriarch, then the Young Master will be executed.’
It would be the first ti in the clan’s thousand-year history.
Not only that, but the Zipfels were also surely going to get worked up to catch the impersonator. Lies are always ant to be uncovered.
‘On the contrary, it’s surprising how the Young Master committed these devious acts without remorse.’
The awkward lody of a violin filled the room. As ti felt like it was slowing down, a different agent ca to greet the three.
“You… are Beradin?”
SLAP!
In a split second, Jin slapped the life out of the agent and caught the attention of the entire room.
“Are you Alu?”
He wasn’t. Jin still asked despite knowing Alu’s face. The agent looked confused, but he couldn’t fight back or anything.
‘If this insolent kid is indeed Beradin Zipfel, the entirety of Tesing could disappear overnight.’
“N-No, sir! The boss ordered to escort you to him.”
SLAP!
Jin slapped the agent once more. The agent quickly straightened his back and bowed as an apology for his ineptitude.
Up until this mont, the plan went perfectly.
“Make Alu bring his ass here. I already revealed my na, and yet he sends over an underling?”
Fwooooosh!
On his right hand, Jin conjured a crimson sphere made of flas. Jin’s mask flickered.
With one look, one could tell that it was, at the very least, a 5-star skill.
Anyone can claim to be a Zipfel. However, a young boy invoking high-level magic and calling himself Zipfel seed more convincing.
“I apologize. I will report this to the boss.”
The agents quickly led the other custors out of the auction house. The agent who got slapped was scrambling away, but Jin wasn’t satisfied.
“Tell your stupid boss to crawl to my feet. Since he mistreated his guests, he must be punished.”
Jin discontinued the spell and scanned his surroundings. The rest of the guests had left, and the agents were startled.
His words were loud and clear. If the boss actually appeared crawling on the floor, then the agents would have to do so as well.
Five minutes passed.
Spiderhand Alu crawled into Jin’s presence. A fairly large middle-aged man crawling on the floor wasn’t the most pleasurable sight. As for Alu, there were a million thoughts passing his mind.
With him was a herd of his underlings, and among them was Jet who had bruises all over his face.
It seed that the others beat him up for saying bullshit about Beradin Zipfel being present.
The other agents, who were awkwardly standing, quickly lowered their bodies to the ground.
‘I guess “Zipfel” is a very scary na to hear. I’m sure the detected aura would be around 7-star, but they ca crawling without even checking?’
If the situation proceeded as is, the rest of the job would be a piece of cake. After scaring Alu, they could examine the storage and take the helm artifact.
However, Alu wasn’t just any easy human. If he ever saw an opportunity after conversing for a while, he would let loose and kill all three of them.
Jin did not say anything while Alu crawled to his feet. Jin stood as if he was used to acting like a superior. Frankly speaking, he acted the sa way back ho.
“Rise.”
“I am Alu… the man who runs the Tesing Clan. I failed to recognize Your Excellency, and for that, I beg for rcy.”
With the other man towering over two ters, eting Alu felt like facing a wall. However, he was permanently looking downwards, eyes never eting Jin’s.
It was an obvious reaction after eting an assud pureblood Zipfel.
“Shut up. Look at these.”
Jin tossed Tzenmi’s and Schugiel’s tos to Alu.
“What do these look like?”
Opening the tos, Alu’s face drained of color.
“They’re magic tos. I apologize. We sold ancient magic tos without the Zipfels’ permission.”
“These two tos that I purchased today are greatly valued—even by my clan. I can’t imagine the number of magicians who left to search for these…”
“Beradin, sir. This may sound like an excuse, but I am unrelated to that. My stupidity couldn’t realize the tos’ worth and troubled you. I will try my best to recollect the other auctioned tos. Please give a chance.”
“Would you be faster at gathering them, or would we magicians be faster? Quit the bullshit and bring an accountant and custor registry. Starting tomorrow, my clan will investigate your mischief.”
As Jin skillfully lied, Alu realized that he had nothing to say. If the Zipfels started the investigation, then the Tesings would be destroyed.
Alu reconsidered his options.
‘Beradin Zipfel… Does his clan know that he’s here?’
If they didn’t…
Maybe getting rid of him would be better.
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