Demon Royal Family

Three days passed in a flash.

Just after dusk, many aristocratic carriages arrived at the door of the goat auction house. Nobles from several nearby territories attended in costumes. The doorman checked the invitations, and the welcome girl led each noble into the auction house.

A man and a woman walked slowly from the corner of the street. The man was wearing a gorgeous cloak with black background and gold rim, and the woman was wearing a purple evening dress. The man was tall and tall, and the woman was clearly attractive. They were none other than Ivo and Nafi.

When they arrived at the door of the auction house, the doorman stopped the two of them with his hand and said with a smile, "Please show me the invitation letter."

Ivo raised his eyebrows, "I don't have an invitation."

"Then please leave and don't block the road." Hearing this, the doorman put away his smile and looked away. He had seen too many guys like this wearing fancy clothes and trying to sneak into the auction. He would have felt disdain before. , Now the doorman doesn't want to waste time on this kind of person, it makes no sense at all.

The doorman checked the invitation letter of an old aristocratic man with a smile, and bowed to invite them in.

The old aristocratic man glanced at Ivo jokingly and caught a glimpse of the radiant Nafi. His eyes lit up and he walked over arrogantly. He took out another invitation letter with a sense of superiority and said with a smile: "Madam, I invite you. Let’s go in together.”

Nafei waved her hand, "No need."

"The goat auction is an event for the upper class. Not everyone is qualified to enter. You can choose to go in with me to open your eyes, or follow the man next to you who has no invitation and leave in despair." The old aristocratic man said disdainfully. He glanced at Ivo, licked his lips, and looked at Nafi unscrupulously, greed flashing in his eyes.

The surrounding nobles watched this scene with great interest. The nobles like to show their superior status and power. I don’t know how many women have fallen under this offensive. They followed the nobles to attend events and went to the nobles’ beds at night. In their eyes, power And wealth is the best way to deal with women.

Nafei looked at the aristocratic old man with disgust and said nothing.

The old aristocratic man wanted to say something else, but Ivo took out his senior VIP badge and threw it to the doorman.

The doorman glanced at the badge indifferently, and the expression on his face suddenly froze. Under the surprised gazes of the nobles, the doorman's attitude changed 180 degrees, with a sincere smile on his face, and he bowed deeply. He said to Ivo with a more respectful attitude than when facing the nobles: "Sorry sir, you are welcome to the goat auction."

The nobles were stunned, what is going on?

Ivo put away his badge and pulled Nafi slowly inside. A middle-aged man in fine clothes came out and took over the job of the reception girl. He personally led Ivo into the venue. The nobles present knew him. , is the person in charge of the auction house.

What is the origin of this guy who has to treat even the person in charge with respect? ! I have no impression at all. Could it be that he is a big noble from another province? Even the local lord, Baron Braley, does not have this honor.

The doorman waited for Ivo's figure to disappear before he dared to straighten up and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a look of fear on his face. Fortunately, he didn't go too far.

The aristocratic old man looked confused. The gazes from the surrounding nobles made him feel on pins and needles. He put away the invitation letter in his hand in embarrassment and wanted to find a crack in the ground to slip in. He was originally very proud that he had a spare invitation in his hand, but now he just wanted to tear it up.

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The auction venue is laid out like an auditorium, with a number plate for bidding placed on each seat. The auditorium is more than half full, and the three rows at the front are filled with distinguished nobles. Among them, Baron Braley sits on the third row. One row, you can observe the auction items at the closest distance.

On the second floor of the auditorium are closed boxes. People below cannot see the situation in the boxes. This is a room specially provided for VIPs of the Chamber of Commerce.

The person in charge of the auction house took the two people to the box on the second floor, pointed to the auction girl with a professional smile in the box, and said: "Dear senior VIPs, we will keep your identity confidential. If you want to bid or otherwise If you have any requirements, just tell her and she will introduce the auction items to you."

Only VIPs from the Goat Chamber of Commerce can receive separate services, and no nobles in the auditorium hall receive his treatment.

"Thank you." Ivo nodded.

The person in charge bowed and walked out.

The box was luxuriously decorated, and there was also a wine cabinet filled with expensive drinks of different brands. The auction girl walked up to her and said with a smile: "There are still thirty minutes until the auction starts. Do you need food?"

"No need." Nafi waved her hand.

The auction girl wisely stepped away and did not disturb the two of them.

Ivo picked up a bottle of golden ale, took a sip, sat down on the comfortable sofa, and said, "It's my first time to attend an auction, and I have to buy something for someone. What a bad luck."

Na Fei pursed her lips and smiled: "Who told you to have to participate in the redemption journey? If you stayed in Hokuriku, who would dare to do this to you."

Ivo opened his hands without comment and said: "Sit over here."

Nafi glanced at him angrily, sat down next to Ivo obediently, and let Ivo hold her shoulders.

Ivo touched Nafei's smooth and elastic skin with a satisfied look on his face.

Nafi gently leaned her head on his shoulder and sighed: "If you had stayed in Hokuriku, we would have been married long ago."

Sensing the resentment in Nafi's tone, Ivo scratched his head in embarrassment and did not answer.

After waiting for a while, the auditorium hall was finally filled with people. The lights in the hall dimmed, and the remaining lights focused on the auction table. The noisy hall became quiet.

The auction begins.

The person in charge walked up to the stage, looked around, and said loudly: "Welcome everyone, you have made the Goat Auction House prosperous, and I believe that everyone is not willing to listen to my drowsy polite words. So, Please invite the auctioneer, Ms. Weiwei!”

A beautiful-looking woman walked onto the stage with a sincere smile on her face and said: "I am Weiwei, and I am hosting this auction again. I hope everyone is not tired of seeing it."

The guests laughed, and some young people made loud displays of affection.

Weiwei is the number one auctioneer at the Goat Auction House in Umbrella City. She has presided over many auctions. Her exquisite appearance has earned her many admirers.

After some interactions with the guests, the atmosphere was very relaxed. This is the basic skill of an auctioneer. Only when the guests are relaxed, happy and feel at home will they be willing to pay a higher price.

Weiwei picked up the gavel and knocked it, "Then, please bring out the first auction item. Let's see what the appetizer is today."

Several girls came up carrying a wooden box, and Weiwei introduced: "This is a box of eight bottles of Roconni red wine that has been stored in the cellar for 83 years. As we all know, Roconni is the third largest winery in the empire. A bottle of ordinary Roconni red wine costs at least 20,000 beignets, and this 83-year-old Roconni is a well-deserved top-notch wine. I believe that everyone here will not miss such a top-quality wine. So the starting price Five hundred thousand, each bid increase must not be less than ten thousand, and the bidding begins."

The guests were in a commotion. They were wealthy and pursued enjoyment. Five hundred thousand yuan per box of top-quality wine was not expensive.

"Six hundred and thirty thousand."

"Six hundred and sixty thousand."

"Seven hundred thousand."

Soon, the bids continued to rise, and after reaching 850,000, there were fewer bidders.

Ivo was not interested. Seeing the price rise to 960,000 benas, Weiwei finally gave up the hammer three times and it was bought by a big businessman from the Bularei Territory.

However, what happened next was beyond his expectation.

After Weiwei dropped the hammer, the big businessman stood up and said loudly: "Lord Baron Braley, I hope you will accept my gift."

Ivo followed the eyes of the audience and saw Baron Braley in the first row. He was a sinister-looking man with an arrogant temperament. Baron Braley hummed softly and accepted the offer indifferently. A gift of nearly one million Benas, on the other hand, the big businessman looked proud and showed no signs of pain.

Ivo frowned. The status of the nobles of the Odin Empire seemed to be higher than he imagined.

The next few auction items were all luxury goods. Ivo was not interested. He suddenly had an idea and said to the auction girl: "I want to auction some things, is that okay?"