Valon: Even a supporting character can change his fate.

After completing the auction, Blake did not dare to stay any longer. He picked up Xiaoyu and ran to the back quickly, handing the two thousand five hundred mold knives to the staff. After getting the old lamp, he did not dare to stay at all and quickly left the auction.

And all of this was seen by Valon, who was sitting in the box.

Seeing that Blake and Xiaoyu had already left with their things, Wa Long looked at Ah Fu next to him and said in a calm tone, "Afu, go and get the charm back for me."

"Yes, Master."

After Ah Fu turned around and left, Wa Long looked at No. [-] next to him and said, "You go too and hide in the dark. If Ah Fu wants to get the spell, you have to stop him secretly and don't let others find you."

"Yes, Master."

Although No. [-] didn't understand the reason why Wallon did this, but as the sword in Wallong's hand, there was no need to think so much, just do what the master said.

Of course, Valon had his own considerations in doing this.

The ability of the Rat Talisman is to turn stillness into movement. The Holy Lord is now in a static stone statue. Even if he can transmit sound and think, it cannot change the nature of his stone statue; and the Rat Talisman is the key to breaking this shackles.

The reason why the Holy Lord listened to Walon so much, or chose to compromise in the negotiations with Walon, was that the Holy Lord could not move.

Once the Holy Lord gets the Rat Talisman, breaks through the stone statue state, and turns into the dragon form, even if the Holy Lord does not get back all his power, the Holy Lord with mobility will definitely be greatly weakened in his dependence on Valon. This is also The last thing Valon wanted to see.

That's why Walon asked No. [-] to secretly stop Ah Fu from snatching the rat charm. As for why he let Ah Fu snatch it, the reason was very simple. It was just to show the Holy Lord and let him know that he was not lazy, just It's just that I don't have enough strength to grab it.

Ah Fu and No. [-] left one after another, and Walon turned his attention to the auction venue below again.

As several more items were auctioned off, the magic encyclopedia that Valon was concerned about was finally brought out.

The moment the red cloth covering the book was torn open, Valon was sure that the book in front of him was a genuine magic book. The magic power exuded from this book alone far exceeded that of many magic products.

Although I don’t know why this thing appeared here, but now that it has appeared, Valon will take it down no matter how much money he spends.

The auctioneer couldn't tell anything about the book, but for the sake of saving face, he could only explain it hard and make an argument based on the appearance and part of the content of the book, but it sounded very far-fetched.

The bidders in the audience were also not interested in this.

Of course, Walong in the box was happy to see this scene. It would be better if he could spend less money. After all, no one's money comes from the strong wind.

What Wa Long didn't expect was that the auctioneer had just finished the introduction and announced the base price of five hundred dollars. Just as Wa Long was about to bid, a sudden voice came out from among the many bidders.

"A Thousand Bad Knives!"

Under normal circumstances, the first person to call out the price will call out the lowest price. It is rare that the price is directly doubled. Everyone looks in the direction of the sound. Wallon in the box also looks in the direction of the sound. Look in the direction you came from.

The person who yelled out the Thousand Dollars was a very frivolous-looking white man. He was wearing a pair of large black sunglasses, a white shirt and black trousers. It was worth noting that there was a black magic wand pinned behind the man's back.

Others may not be able to tell, but Wa Long recognized the other party's identity at a glance. Maybe the system was a little different, but the other party was also a genuine entry-level magician; however, the magic fluctuations on his body were still very weak, and upon further observation, he did not show any injuries. In this case, the other party is likely to be a magician who has just started.

This is certainly the case with men.

The man's name is William, William Lucas. His Lucas family was once a prosperous magician family. Unfortunately, with the development of the times, magic has gradually declined. In addition, the Lucas family has been in decline for nearly a hundred years. There was not a single talented junior, which accelerated the decline of the Lucas family.

William was not very talented in magic. He started to learn magic at the age of eight, and it was not until he was 20 that he started to become a magician.

Even in the already declining Lucas family, he is still at the bottom of the pile, so he is ostracized by his fellow clan members and is not valued by the family.

William, whoever he was, had long been fed up with the arrogance of those in his clan. No, as soon as he became a magician and gained some skills, he ran away from the family without hesitation and came to New York to seek development.

It's just that magic is no longer popular in this era. William, who has been learning magic since he was a child, has no other skills except magic, and he doesn't like the money that is given to him.

Fortunately, William's mind was sharp enough and he went to some venues to act as a magician, using magic in the name of magic.

Since it is magic, of course those Muggles will not find any flaws.

After a while, William became a familiar face in the New York magic circle. He became somewhat famous and made some money.

I participated in the auction here just for fun. I didn't expect to encounter such treasures, and looking at the Muggles around me, no one knew what they were selling.

In fact, William didn't know what this book was or what its function was. He just relied on the magician's intuition to feel a strong magic wave from this book.

William was very clear about his talents. He could not detect even weaker magic fluctuations, but he could actually feel them, which meant that the book in front of him was definitely not a mortal thing.

Therefore, no matter what, I must get this book, even if I have to snatch it.

But just when he shouted out the Thousand Bad Knives and felt that victory was within his grasp, Wallon's voice came from the box on the second floor.

"Two thousand moldy knives."

William raised his brows and without any hesitation, quoted again, "Three thousand knives."

"Four thousand moldy knives."

"Damn it, it's this guy again, I'll pay you four thousand and five thousand..."

Before William could finish speaking, Valon's voice directly interrupted him.

"Six thousand moldy knives."

Good guy, straight up good guy, as soon as Valon said this, almost everyone's eyes converged in the direction of the sound, and William also looked towards it.

William was really angry. He wanted to see which reckless bastard dared to steal something from him.

To be honest, although William is slightly famous in the New York magic circle, he is only slightly famous and the money he earns is very limited. Six thousand knives are already a strain on him.

If he continues to scream, even if William takes a picture, he will have to work crazy to survive in the next few days.