381: Chapter 7 Streyn’s Diary_1 381: Chapter 7 Streyn’s Diary_1 “Master Streyn’s personal diary docunts the significant experiences of the legendary alchemist Master Streyn from the age of forty to fifty.
The diary contains comprehensive records of every project he initiated during this period, as well as the preliminary ideas he had.
It even includes so unknown research findings and reflections on failure.
” The auctioneer signaled his assistant, who put a crystal into the array under the stage.
Imdiately, a light curtain floated up on the stage, showing an antique notebook lying flat on the auction table: “Forty-eight days ago, so residents of Lyreun Town in the Falar Empire discovered a hidden basent in a ruined building outside the town.
They found a crystal box in the basent containing a number of relics, including this notebook.
These residents suspected that the items might be valuable, so they ca here for appraisal and auction.
After our appraisal, the diary was indeed confird to be one of Master Streyn’s relics.
As per standard practice, our auction house assures that we have not duplicated any content in the diary during the appraisal.
If any content of the diary leaks out due to our actions, our auction house will compensate three tis the auction value.”
Master Streyn, a legendary-rank alchemist, was born over three hundred years ago.
He had a profound understanding of alchemy potions, especially those related to vitality recovery.
He invented and improved countless potions throughout his life and was universally recognized as a genius in the academic world.
His nurous accomplishnts included his invention of the Deep Sleep Potion 277 years ago, his improvents to the ditation Potion 270 years ago and his refinent of the Vitality Recovery Potion 253 years ago.
These three inventions benefited all mages for over two hundred years and brought Streyn to the pinnacle of honor in his field.
However, Streyn was reclusive and lived a solitary life in his later years.
Most of his relics have been lost, causing much grief to scholars.
Each discovery of a relic causes a sensation in the academic field.
“Let’s start the auction now.
The starting bid for Master Streyn’s diary is seventy thousand gold coins, with a minimum incrent of five thousand gold coins.
Please make your bids.” The auctioneer’s words echoed, but the room fell silent.
No one bade or spoke.
It was as if the room was in the calm before a storm, brewing for a significant upheaval.
“Ding.” A prompting sound rang out, and the auctioneer checked the signal: “Bidder 147 has requested on-the-spot appraisal of the diary, is there anyone else?”
The prompt was quickly t with sounds in quick succession from those who had the financial ans and the intention to buy.
Those who didn’t had the motto of “better to see it than not” and joined the fun, resulting in nearly every mage pressing the on-site appraisal button.
Usually, the distinguished and mysterious mages acted with aloof composure, but this childlike behavior left the auctioneer in disbelief.
Fortunately, the auction house had already made contingency plans for such situations.
He raised his hand to hush the crowd and then spoke more loudly: “Because there are too many requests for appraisal, we cannot accommodate everyone’s needs.
We anticipated this scenario and have invited the president of the Mage Guild, Master Antuin, to conduct an on-site authoritative appraisal.”
“Hiss.” Gasps echoed throughout the venue, and those in the audience who knew each other began whispering furiously.
They respected Antuin’s authority but were disgruntled by his unexpected presence.
“It’s all over, the damned elf made it here too.” “True, but who can compete with the Mage Guild’s wealth?” “I hope this isn’t a Guild purchase, if it were bought on behalf of the Guild, it should be placed in the library for everyone to see.” “Dream on, who would squander such a resource by putting it in the library before they die?
Anyway, I won’t, so it surely wouldn’t be bought by the Guild.
We still have a chance.” “Are you dense?
Can our wealth compare to his, accumulated over a thousand years?” “We must give it a shot, or I’ll regret it forever.”
“Everyone, rest assured.” The charming elf mage walked onto the auction stage, his calm voice resounding throughout the room: “The Guild won’t bid in this auction, and I won’t either, so don’t worry about losing your chance.”
“Wham.” The room was filled with noisy whispers, and most scholars and alchemist mages, who had already given up, saw hope reignite in their eyes.
One of them magnified his voice using wind magic, “Guild President, is this the Guild’s promise?”
“Indeed, the Guild’s promise.” Antuin nodded: “I guarantee no one will secretly represent the Guild to buy it.”
“Please proceed with the appraisal.” Soone couldn’t bear to wait and hurriedly said: “We all trust your appraisal results.”
“Are you ready for this?” Inside Box 16, Pannis pulled a long face and whispered to Vivian.
“Not at all.” Vivian sighed and said with bitterness: “The auction catalog only ntioned Alchemist Master’s Magic Notes.
Who could have known it was Streyn’s?
Why can’t the auction house be more professional and specify that it’s Streyn’s beforehand?”
“What’s the matter?” Catherine and Lina didn’t understand what was happening and asked perplexedly: “Is this person famous?”
“Well…” Freya explained for the troubled Vivian: “For this notebook, those old folks down there might even start fighting with chairs on the spot.
If it weren’t being auctioned in the City of Knowledge, I guess it would have been snatched up at least ten tis by now.
However, on the other hand, only in the City of Knowledge would such a thing be so highly valued.
In many alchemists’ eyes, Streyn is like a god.
Thankfully, I’m not specialized in alchemy; otherwise, I would be part of the frenzy right now, just like that idiot.”
The idiot Freya was referring to was currently staring blankly out of the box window at the auction stage, his gaze filled with bewildernt.
“Is this item that important?” Catherine asked, hugging Vivian: “I’ve never seen you with such an expression.”
“Do you rember the three types of potions I ntioned I wanted to refine?” Vivian said dejectedly: “The previous person to refine or invent them was him.
And two of those potions happened to be successfully refined or invented during his age between forty and fifty.
In other words, having this diary could, just could, help solve the problems I’m currently facing.”
“Running into problems?” Catherine was stunned and asked: “I haven’t seen you doing any experints lately.”
“We can simulate many experints right here.” Vivian pointed to her head: “Our thinking is completely stuck, this item is now our lifesaver.”
“Proven by Guild President Antuin, these are indeed Master Streyn’s notes.” The auctioneer breaks the silence of a few minutes and speaks again: “If everyone is in agreent, the auction will continue.”
“Beep.”
“One hundred and fifty thousand gold coins.
Bidder in box number sixteen has bid one hundred and fifty thousand gold coins.” The auctioneer yelled: “It seems that the custor in box sixteen is very interested in the notes and has doubled the price on their own.
The current price is one hundred and fifty thousand gold coins; any higher bids?”
“Custor number thirty-eight, custor number thirty-eight adds ten thousand, one hundred and sixty thousand, it’s now one hundred and sixty thousand.
Two hundred thousand, box sixteen bids two hundred thousand.
Two hundred and thirty thousand, number ninety-four bids two hundred and thirty thousand, two hundred and thirty thousand once, two hundred and fifty thousand, bidder in box five has bid two hundred and fifty thousand…”
“It’s over.” Vivian covered her desolate face and said painfully: “Let’s go, I don’t want to stay here anymore.”
“Four hundred thousand, my God, four hundred thousand, box number sixteen bids four hundred thousand.
The highest bid of this auction has already appeared, four hundred thousand gold coins.”
“Huh?” The auctioneer’s words send Vivian into a daze.
Turning her head, she found Lina smiling at her.
“Why should we go?” Lina moved closer, grabbed Vivian’s face in both hands and pulled: “In my view, the auction isn’t over yet.”
“Four hundred and fifty thousand, custor in box number seven bids four hundred and fifty thousand.
The competition has reached its peak, with a high price of four hundred and fifty thousand appeared.” The auctioneer’s voice becos especially unbearable to Vivian and Lina, but they can do nothing about it: “Ugh, it seems like it’s really over.”
“Four hundred and eighty thousand, box number five bids four hundred and eighty thousand.
Four hundred and ninety thousand, box number seven bids four hundred and ninety thousand.
Five hundred thousand, box number five raises the price to five hundred thousand.
Oh, six hundred thousand, the custor in box sixteen boldly adds one hundred thousand, now it’s six hundred thousand gold coins.”
“Catherine, have you gone mad too?” Vivian and Lina turned around simultaneously, looking incredulously at Catherine.
Vivian said uneasily: “You still have debts, don’t make a spectacle.”
“As long as there is enough ti, the one hundred and fifty thousand can be earned back.” Catherine calmly said: “But there’s only one lifesaving straw, I can still distinguish which is more important.”
“Catherine, you…” Vivian’s eyes were a little red: “I’m sorry, my greed has gotten us all into trouble.”
“No problem, hehe.” Catherine gave a sly smile: “After all, the money I bet just now was Pannis’ share.”
“Hey,” Pannis glared at Catherine, “Why has my share suddenly disappeared?”
“Pfft.” Vivian, her eyes red-rimd, burst out laughing, pointing at Pannis and said: “Could your expression be any more tragic?”
“Six hundred and forty-seven thousand, box number five bids six hundred and forty-seven thousand.
Looks like the custor in box five has invested all their assets.
If no one bids higher, the diary will go to… six hundred and eighty thousand, the custor in box number two, who has not bid before, places their first bid at six hundred and eighty thousand.
Oh my goodness, seven hundred and fifty thousand, box number sixteen places a bid of seven hundred and fifty thousand.
The price is even shocking to , any higher bids?
The current price is seven hundred and fifty thousand.”
“Humph.” Pannis crossed his arms and lifted his head: “You bet with my share, and I will also bet with your share.
Now that’s settled, if soone raises the bid, we can all go ho.”
“I still have fifty thousand in cash.” Freya pulled out a small bag and threw it on the table: “As a forr mber of the adventure team, let help too.
If we bid eight hundred thousand, we should be able to secure it, right?”
“One million, the custor in box number two directly raises the price to one million.
Custors in box sixteen and box seven are both silent.
Custor in box seven has requested to pause the auction, ah, the custor in box sixteen has also applied for a pause in the auction at the sa ti, are they preparing to raise funds on the spot?
Or are they reconsidering their auction plan?
Only ti will tell.” (To be continued.
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