As a villain, I really can't become stronger anymore

Dolores's eyes did not stay too long on Gray, and she quickly introduced some other nobles to Ron. They were basically the legitimate sons of dukes and marquises. This time, there were really many heavyweights. Role.

After some time passed, the host of the auction finally appeared and started today's auction. Although some of the items in the early auctions looked pretty good, they obviously failed to arouse everyone's enthusiasm.

Because there was little competition, Ron also took action to acquire several materials used to refine resentful souls.

Just when the clock on the wall pointed to nine o'clock at night, the long-awaited Thunder Fire Sword finally appeared.

When the host took out the Thunder Fire Sword, the original noisy sound disappeared instantly, leaving only waves of suppressed breathing. The atmosphere made even Ron couldn't help but worry whether someone would rush up and take the Thunder Fire Sword to him. snatch away.

The host didn't even bother to say more and directly chose to make the properties of the Thunder Fire Sword public.

After seeing the column Strengthening Level: 10, the scene became increasingly silent.

"The weapon is strengthened by ten, and paired with the enhanced transfer scroll. Needless to say, its value. The starting price is 10,000 gold coins, and each increase in price is no less than 1,000. The auction starts now..."

The starting price was set very low.

But that doesn't matter. For something that's impossible not to sell, once the competition starts, no one will remember what the starting price is.

The scene was deathly silent.

No one spoke, they were all calculating the price in their hearts, while looking at the surrounding competitors with pairs of eyes. Although they are rich, it does not mean that they are taken advantage of and have to pay more gold coins for this sword.

In this kind of auction, figuring out the financial resources of competitors is a very important part.

The host was not in a hurry at all, he even had a smile on his face and waited silently.

"Thirty thousand gold coins..."

I don’t know how much time passed before a voice broke the silence of the scene. Delores glanced at Ron in surprise, as if she didn't expect Ron to make an offer at this time.

After all, with Ron's ability to easily enhance his weapon to a plus-13 level, this plus-10 weapon is garbage to him.

But, how smart is Dolores?

The doubts in her mind flashed away, and a smile quickly appeared on her face. She was really a sinister person.

This quotation broke the thoughts of many nobles.

The host on the stage picked up the small hammer very cooperatively and pretended to knock it down: "Thirty thousand gold coins, is there anything higher? If not..."

At this time, the thoughts of many competitors who were trying to obtain the Thunder Fire Sword were all disrupted. Some of them noticed the host's little thoughts, but there was nothing they could do except secretly curse at their shamelessness.

The sound began to echo in the venue.

As for the original small nobles like Lucius and Carlisle, they were not even qualified to participate. They all stared with wide eyes as they watched this group of wealthy people from the royal capital raise the price to the level of those remote nobles like them in a short period of time. An unacceptable level.

It seems that money is not money!

"Fifty thousand gold coins."

"Sixty thousand..."

"Ninety thousand..."

"One hundred thousand!"

Not long after, the auction price of the Thunder Fire Sword had already exceeded the one hundred thousand mark. Although Ron could be said to be calm-minded, when he heard the figure of one hundred thousand, his heart couldn't help but tremble. .

One hundred thousand gold coins.

Can it cover the entire floor of the room?

In the future, when you go out to buy milk tea, you can buy two cups, drink one cup and pour another cup.

Ron slowly picked up the tea cup on the table. He couldn't lose his composure. Whether in the eyes of Delores, Cecilia and Charlene, his image was tall and majestic... It was just the slight ripples on the surface of the tea cup. It still revealed that Ron's mood was not so calm.

More exaggerated things are yet to come.

One hundred thousand gold coins did not scare away these wealthy second-generation nobles.

While it was difficult for ordinary people to even come up with a gold coin, the nobles never worried about gold coins. What's more, in order to show their wealth, toilets and toilets were made of gold.

One hundred thousand gold coins can only be said to be an ordinary expenditure for the great nobles... nothing more.

"One hundred twenty thousand!"

"Twenty-one thousand."

Just then, a voice joined the fray.

The voice was a little weak.

It was Lindenorman, probably the richest of these nobles, but his markup was only one thousand, which was the lowest markup figure.

This kind of stingy behavior immediately attracted some disdainful looks from some nobles, and the picking and picking was simply detrimental to the honor of the nobles.

"150,000." Another noble raised the price to 150,000. Dolores introduced him to Ron. He was a collateral member of the royal family, with the title of Marquis, and he was a good man.

"One hundred and fifty-one thousand."

Linde continued to slowly increase the price by a thousand.

"One hundred and sixty thousand..."

"One hundred sixty-one thousand..."

Gradually, everyone has noticed Linde's attitude. No matter who bids the price, he will add a thousand gold coins to the other party's price.

Damn it, who is the most infatuated person in the world? This guy is a fucking bastard, a scumbag.

This leisurely posture shows that Lind is determined to win the Thunder Fire Sword. Coupled with his identity as the grand duke's legitimate son, if he can scare all the nobles away, then Linde can win the Thunder Fire Sword at a relatively low price. sword.

This guy's heart is really dirty. I will never introduce my good brother to you. I will definitely tell him to be careful about a guy named Linde in the future. He is a bastard.

Ron, who understood Lind's thoughts, kept complaining in his heart.

There is no doubt that Linde's simple and crude method has produced quite good results. The originally enthusiastic quotations have slowed down at some point.

"One hundred and eighty thousand." A marquis heir tried to give a price.

"Eighteen thousand and eighty thousand."

Shaking his head, the nobleman withdrew from the competition.

Damn it, why are you so cowardly? Keep going and beat him to death.

Ron complained in his heart about the uselessness of these second-generation nobles.

There are fewer and fewer competitors, and the price is rising more and more slowly. Although this number has far exceeded Ron's initial expectations. He initially thought that it would be enough to sell for tens of thousands of gold coins.

But... no one can have too many gold coins.

Especially for Ron, who now only has less than ten gold coins left on his body.

Linde continued to taste the coffee slowly, but the momentum that he was determined to win was getting stronger and stronger.

At this point, there are fewer and fewer nobles who can continue to compete with Linde. There are only scattered voices left. It is obvious that they are not very confident, and they have become extremely cautious about raising prices.

"Two hundred thousand." At this moment, another sinister voice suddenly sounded.

Ron's eyelashes twitched slightly, it was Gray Andre.