Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

In the banquet hall, glasses were clinking and all the people who came to attend the auction had their faces flushed from drinking before the auction even started.

His words and actions gradually became more relaxed, and he began to extend his evil hands to the servants and maids in the banquet hall.

Some of the servants and maids were reluctant to accept the offer, while others showed forbearance on their faces.

An auction was about to start moving towards the silver party.

Qianghua looked away, shook the wine in the glass, and then placed the glass on the long table with a slightly impatient look on her face.

"Tap——" The wine glass and the table made inevitable sounds.

The dignitaries passing by Qianghua paused, trembled, and spilled a lot of wine in their hands out of fear, soaking the wool carpet on the ground.

Seeing that she didn't look back at them, they left with a heavy heart.

Anyone could see that Qianghua was impatient. Some of the nobles who were originally teasing the servants and maids didn't understand why she was so irritated. Was she blaming them for not talking to her?

Wasn't it her own refusal to engage with them?

The way he looked at the filth in the sewer made them angry when they thought about it.

After a slight hesitation, the nobles dismissed the servants and maids around them, sobered up a little, and restored some of their self-righteous gentlemanly attitudes.

Others behave very gentlemanly, so it is impossible for me to behave in a vulgar way, right?

They also have to be respectable.

So even though the powerful people were full of resentment, they still put away their dirty hands and put on a serious social face.

The head of the Chris family, who was hiding in the dark, saw every move in the banquet hall and in his mind, he raised the strength of the Duke of Rose to a higher level again.

"Dean, what are you looking at?" The head of the Chris family retracted his gaze. Just as he was about to think about how to deal with the Duke of Rose, he saw his third son staring in one direction, full of violent aura.

Following his gaze, the head of the Chris family frowned tightly.

——It’s the Duke of Rose.

Patriarch Chris: "Dean, do you know the Duke of Rose?"

Dean Chris looked away irritably, "Father, I think she looks a lot like someone."

"Who?"

Dean Chris: "The man who attacked Chris's ship at sea."

He became the miserable person he is now!

He did not mention that he was the first to attack, but he just hit a wall and suffered a counterattack. "Their auras are so similar!"

Patriarch Chris frowned, "Are you sure?"

Although magical potions that can change one's appearance are rare, it is not difficult for powerful people to obtain them.

Dean's magical ability may not be high, but his extraordinary intuition allows him to escape danger every time and even brings him a lot of gains. This is why the head of the Chris family did not give up on him directly after Dean Chris lost his magical ability.

Dean gritted his teeth, his anger rising. "No, I can't be sure, but I feel it's her."

The people who attacked them at sea had fire magic abilities, but the Duke of Rose's abilities were based on the laws of space and time...

Thinking of the flames rising into the sky, Dean Chris's soul seemed to tremble.

It is impossible for someone to possess so many abilities at the same time and for each ability to reach its peak.

He comforted himself.

He exhaled and asked, "How strong is the Duke of Rose?"

Patriarch Chris shook his head slightly, "No one has ever tried it."

Without sufficient compensation, no one would be willing to help them test the strength of the Duke of Rose.

If you don’t do it right, someone could die.

"She's not an easy person to get along with - uh -" Patriarch Chris paused and met a pair of black eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate the thick wall. The pressure contained in them made him subconsciously take a step back.

"Father?" Dean asked doubtfully.

The head of the Chris family still had some embarrassment on his face. He did not dare to look at the black-haired girl again and said in a deep voice: "Perhaps the Pope of Light is right..."

"what?"

Patriarch Chris: "Black hair and black eyes are dark species."

Without waiting for Dean to speak, he turned around and left, instructing the guards beside him, "Notify everyone that the auction is about to begin. Please move to the auction hall."

Auction hall.

The lights on the auction table were bright, but the area below was shrouded in darkness.

Those who attended the auction sat down and discussed today's auction items in low voices.

In addition to various high-level magic crystals, magic props, and magic resources, the most eye-catching thing is the auction of living creatures.

As the velvet curtain on the auction table was lowered and opened again and again, the items for auction were reduced one by one.

Qianghua had not made any bids from the beginning of the auction until now, which made the auctioneer who originally wanted to avoid her auctioning items change from being cautious in the beginning to letting go and competing for the item for the sake of saving face later on.

The auction was filled with noise.

"Your Excellency the Duke, there are so many items for auction. Don't you have anything you like?" After the person sitting next to him had prepared himself mentally, he started to talk.

Qianghua glanced at the person. She was a well-maintained middle-aged lady and a senior magician. Her strength was considered quite good among the group of wealthy and powerful people present.

There was no greed or desire in her eyes, only sincere gratitude and a hint of intimacy and flattery.

Qianghua could understand the latter. After all, there were so many people who wanted to please her. But she didn't know where this gratitude came from.

He raised his chin slightly, "The items at the auction are more boring than I thought."

When the lady heard this, she clasped her hands together, her face hesitant and conflicted, and then she seemed to have made a difficult decision, "Your Excellency the Duke will definitely have something more interesting."

Then he tried to sit up straight and look straight ahead.

If her expression and body didn't contain hidden excitement and trembling.

Qianghua didn't think about it too much, she just wanted to ask a favor of her.

Her eyes fell on the auction table, and Qianghua's gaze became deep.

Auctioneer: "The items for this auction are two elves."

The curtain opened, and strong lights shone on the magic iron cage on the auction table.

The two ragged elves, with anger on their faces despite being seriously injured, glared at everyone present.

Rose sighed softly.

Orchid and green.

Auctioneer: "The starting price is 100,000 gold coins, and each bid increase must be no less than 5,000 gold coins."

As the auctioneer finished speaking, many eyes fell on Qianghua, but no one bid at the first sight.

The dignitaries present knew that the Duke of Rose kept an elf by his side, and were unsure whether she would like this model, so they hesitated whether to bid with her.

Klauris held up a sign: "One hundred and five thousand gold coins."

Auctioneer: "One hundred and five thousand gold coins per time."

The scene was very quiet, and no one raised a sign after Klauris raised his.

The auctioneer's face was a little stiff, and he asked the silent audience: "Do you have any bids?"

The other people present looked at the ground and the ceiling, studying the patterns on their clothes, but not at the auctioneer on the stage.

Well, the Duke of Rose rarely bids, so how dare they raise the price?

The disappearance of the Willards and Rockefellers from their positions of power was still fresh in their minds.

The auctioneer's eyes couldn't help but drift towards the person in charge standing nearby.

The starting price was set at the beginning. They never expected that among so many dignitaries present, no one dared to bid against the Duke of Rose, even once.

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