The Magic Healer in the Another world

Chapter 192 The Stone of Soul Seal

But for Jason's command, Wayne naturally did not dare to disobey, and immediately came to the window and looked toward the center of the auction house.

"Fifty thousand." A voice under the stage shouted loudly.

"Fifty and three thousand." Another person is keeping up.

"Five thousand five thousand."

"Five and seventy thousand."

The bidding sounds of the audience are one after another. Obviously, whether it is the sword itself or the identity of the light knight Doro, the nobles underneath are extremely enthusiastic about this sword.

"I have a million." There is a screaming microphone in front of the general seat, and Jason’s prefecture-level room is one of the most prestigious houses in the Oliver auction house. The quality of the microphone is even more Wayne's loud voice rang directly in the auction hall.

"I rely on, which?" Many people are looking back, this time each bid is a minimum of 10,000, this guy is good, shouting a million directly from 570,000, it is really more money, nowhere to spend .

However, when everyone saw the shouting sound coming from the prefecture-level house in the auction house, everyone closed their mouths and could sit in the prefecture-level room, but they were not the little nobles. Can be offended, a finger down, it is estimated that they can kill a large piece.

The entire auction site suddenly calmed down.

Wayne smirked in the room, since Jason said that he wanted to take it, then he took it down and asked for a price of one million. He was too lazy to pull it with the little aristocrats underneath. Anyway, the flowers It’s not his Wayne’s money.

"One million, this gentleman is asking for a price of one million. If no one bids, this sword of light will be photographed by this gentleman." The auctioneer held a high-definition sword.

At this time, the auctioneer will once again publicize how good and how valuable the auction is, but the other party is a person in the prefecture-level room. The auctioneer who works in the auction house all the year round, naturally understands how noble the identity of the other party is. However, I dare not do more publicity.

"One hundred and one hundred thousand." Just as the auctioneer almost knocked the hammer, a voice came from the second floor of the auction house.

"Hey!" The little aristocrats underneath looked at the place where the bidding sound came from, and they couldn't help but wonder which guy was so domineering and dare to bid.

It doesn't mean that as long as the people in the supreme house bid, others can't bid, but there are very few spiritual masters in the mainland. This sword of light is useful for auctions other than the light spirits. It is a work of art, and there is no practical value. It is really not worthy of dealing with people in the people's class room for this thing.

However, after seeing that the bidding sound was transmitted from the luxury box on the second floor, the nobles underneath were relieved. They were able to sit in the luxury box on the second floor, and they were all extremely noble in the kingdom. Characters, although not as noble as those in the prefecture-level rooms, are not what they can do with them.

"Jason, is this still bidding?"

Wayne couldn't help but turn his gaze to Jason behind him. In his original thoughts, this million is enough, but he didn't expect anyone to dare to bid, which made Wayne hesitant. In his view, the value of this sword of light is not worth much.

But after turning around, Wayne saw Jason looking at him with a very idiotic look.

"If you don't want to restore your strength, then give up, um, I don't mind." Jason said faintly.

"What?" After hearing Jason's words, Wayne's eyes suddenly widened, and the look suddenly became very excited. "You mean, is this sword of light related to my recovery?"

"Otherwise, do you think?" Jason couldn't help but whiten Wayne, saying, "There is a stone of soulprint on this sword of light. With it, I have the full grasp to restore your strength." Don't worry about what will happen!"

In fact, Jason is not interested in the sword itself, and the reason why he wants to take this sword is to restore Wayne's strength.

All along, Jason’s distress is the power of the soul in the hatred curse, which makes Jason feel overwhelmed and afraid to do it easily. However, before the auctioneer, the master of the sword is bright. After the sword, Doro, Jason carefully observed the sword, and Jason, who finally solved the problem, couldn’t help but be excited.

What Jason wants is the jewel in the middle of the sword of the light—the stone of the soul, the stone of the soul is quite rare on the mainland. The knowledge of this era is also understood by the stone of the soul. Very few, except for the slightest amplitude of the light system's spiritual power, there is no other special effect, so it is basically unknown.

However, after 3,000 years, when Jason read a material book, the material book also mentioned the stone of this soul, and it is clear to the stone of this soul, and it has a short time to strengthen the spirit, so that The spirit is not affected by the curse of corrosion. It is also specially noted. On the sword of the light knight, Doro, thousands of years ago, there was a stone of soul print.

With this stone of souls, Jason can really eliminate the curse and restore strength for Wayne without any scruples.

"One hundred and fifty thousand!" Jason just spoke, and Wayne rushed to the front of the microphone, screaming, and the loud voice suddenly rang in the auction hall, deafening.

"Rely, isn't this ill?" Many people were shocked by Wayne's big voice, licking their ears, but they didn't dare to be disrespectful.

"Fouber, are we still bidding?" In the luxurious private room that was previously bidding on the second floor, there was a small shackle on the head, the face was round and touted, the complexion was rosy and white, and it seemed that only a little girl in her teens was squinting. Looking at an old man on the side.

The old man's face was staggered, and his eyes looked a bit muddy. Looking at the little girl's clear, but looking forward to the eyes, he looked down for a moment, then bit his teeth and gestured at the guard in front of the microphone.

"One hundred and six hundred thousand!" The guards immediately came out.

Wayne, who was expecting the auctioneer to announce the result, heard the guy in the deluxe room on the second floor bid, and then got up in anger, which is related to his ability to restore strength.

"Two million!" Wayne didn't even think about it, once again quoting out, immediately roared in front of the microphone, "Grandma, which guy and Laozi fight?!"

Wayne’s roar, all of a sudden, put the whole place to the town.