The Yellow-Haired Villain in the Female Main Character's Novel Wants Happiness Chapter 151 : Chapter 151

Volu 2

Chapter 75 : Undercurrent

After the auction had consecutively thrown out contraband on the level of military repeating crossbows and magitech armor—items whose trade could get a man beheaded—the atmosphere of an ordinary auction had at last been driven to its absolute peak.

Many of those who had returned empty-handed from the earlier rounds of bidding now stared at the fairy lady on the stage with bloodshot eyes, like unsated beasts, as though they were waiting to reclaim their pride in the next round of the auction.

At the sight of this, the smile at the fairy lady’s lips grew even more seductive.

She clapped her hands softly, and a new lot was brought forward.

Only this ti, the one presenting the item was no longer a scantily dressed, alluring young girl like before, but a burly man clad in heavy black armor.

In his hands, the burly man held a cylindrical tal container, its surface densely covered in mysterious runes, as if sothing within had been sealed inside.

“Ladies and gentlen, next cos one of the grand finales of tonight’s auction—”

The fairy lady’s delicate hand brushed lightly over the tal container.

The runes glimred faintly, and at once the sound of chanisms grinding against one another rang out.

The tal container slowly opened, first revealing only a narrow black slit.

In that instant, everyone present felt a terrifying pressure descend upon them, as though a gigantic and ferocious monster had broken free from the container and was roaring at them all.

“This is…”

Inside the private booth, Muen was also forced down by that suffocating pressure.

His entire body pressed uncontrollably against the sofa, and fine beads of cold sweat quickly ford across his forehead.

Through the window, he seed to see that monster casting down upon him a gaze like one directed at an insignificant insect.

Yet when he suddenly ca back to himself, there was no monster at all—only that unremarkable tal container slowly opening to reveal a finely carved, translucent crystal inside.

Within the crystal, a red liquid flowed and turned, like amber gleaming beneath sunlight, so beautiful it was almost heart-stopping.

“As for what this is, I believe all of you, with your breadth of knowledge, can recognize it at a glance, so I shall not waste words describing it further.”

Looking at the stunned expressions of the audience, the fairy lady smiled faintly.

When the boss had first taken this out, had she not been just as shocked as they were now?

“—Ancient dragon heart’s blood. Ten drops. Starting bid: one million. The auction begins now!”

The mont the fairy lady’s voice fell, the entire auction hall went silent for a brief instant.

Like the stillness before a storm.

And then, right on cue, thunder rolled forth!

“One million one hundred thousand!”

“One point two!”

“One point three!”

“Two million!”

The fierce bidding erupted with such impatience that it nearly seed ready to blow the roof clean off the auction hall, and the price shot upward like it had just had Explosion Magic cast on its backside, rising madly without pause!

“There really is ancient dragon heart’s blood?”

As Muen stared at the red liquid flowing within the crystal, a sharp light flashed through his eyes.

Who said my luck was bad?

Isn’t this good fortune arriving right now?

Still, Muen did not rush to bid.

He knew very well that those shouting so enthusiastically now were, in all likelihood, people who had been swept away by the atmosphere of the venue and by the sheer rarity of the ancient dragon heart’s blood itself.

The ones who truly had the strength to fight over it were probably still watching coldly from the sidelines.

No hurry.

Muen swirled the wine in his glass, took a sip of the expensive vintage red, and quietly waited for the storm to pass.

Only after the storm ended would those qualified to reach the opposite shore reveal themselves.

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“An… ancient dragon heart’s blood?”

Staring at the exquisite liquid inside the crystal, Ariel nearly sprayed out the terrible coffee she had received for free.

What was going on?

Ancient what? Dragon what? Heart’s what? Blood what?

Had she heard wrong? Was this really sothing that should appear at an auction of this level?

A mont ago they had still been fooling around with vulgar things like contraband, and then in the blink of an eye they had jumped to a treasure of this caliber.

Wasn’t that tonal shift a little too abrupt?

“Buy it. We absolutely have to buy it!”

Her Master’s voice rang excitedly by her ear.

“Ariel, if you can get this, not only will your warrior rank advance perfectly into the third rank, your body will also receive trendous strengthening!”

“I understand the logic, but…”

Ariel’s mouth twitched as she listened to the astronomical price at her ears, which had already surged to three million in an instant. Despair could not help but appear on her face.

“But where am I supposed to get that much money?”

“…”

Her Master fell silent for a mont.

“Then why not sell your Heavenfire Greatsword instead?”

“…Get lost.”

…

“Ancient dragon heart’s blood?”

In a seat at the corner of the main hall, a figure whose shapely body could not be concealed even beneath a broad black robe toyed with the Number Fifty bidding plate and murmured in puzzlent,

“Oh my, this feels rather strange.”

“If there was an auction item of this level, why didn’t they release the news beforehand and hook so bigger fish?”

“At the very least, if people had known that sothing like ancient dragon heart’s blood would be auctioned tonight, so of the truly wealthy and powerful big shots probably would not have been able to sit still.”

Her gaze swept across the surroundings.

Under deliberate manipulation, the fervent storm had co quickly and was now fading just as quickly.

Once the price rose to around three million, more than half the bidders had already dropped out.

After all, the limits of their status were obvious.

There were not many truly rich people among them.

“Could it be that the boss behind this auction naïvely expected so hidden fat cat to pop out from this bunch of paupers who could not even afford gemstones?”

“Or does this auction itself have so other purpose?”

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“What is the aning of this?!”

Inside another secluded private booth, a vicious-looking man roared furiously at the attendant,

“Didn’t your boss agree to hand the ancient dragon heart’s blood over to our Redfire Gang? Why is he putting it up for auction? That is a breach of contract—a blatant breach of contract!”

“The boss says he has not breached the agreent.”

Even after being sprayed full in the face with the man’s spit, the attendant still explained with perfect courtesy,

“The ancient dragon heart’s blood already belongs to you. On that point, the boss has no disagreent whatsoever. However, sothing like an ancient dragon heart’s blood is far too easy to expose if it is traded through normal channels. It is a sensitive ti, and those above are investigating very strictly, so the boss had no choice but to use this thod to place the goods into your hands.”

“So this so-called delivery ans setting the thing there and making us bid for it ourselves?”

Lorenzo laughed in disbelief.

“As long as we attended this auction, was that enough? Then what was the point of the enormous price I paid before, or all the favors I gave your boss?!”

“Everything naturally has its aning.”

The attendant remained utterly unruffled, as if he wore a cold mask.

“Before this auction began, we revealed no information whatsoever regarding the ancient dragon heart’s blood. Thus, everyone assud this was rely an ordinary black market auction. The items being sold above would most likely be, as usual, nothing more than contraband that could not conveniently circulate on the open market.”

“So the people who ca here did not co for the ancient dragon heart’s blood, and naturally no one would have made special preparations for it.”

“Except for the one who brought money and ca specifically to buy the ancient dragon heart’s blood…

“You.”