Tilda was perplexed by Ophelia’s unexpected behavior. Then, her gaze then returned to the beautiful black dress.
It was a black dress designed for moderately slender women.
Although Tilda initially thought it would suit Ophelia perfectly, she reconsidered, contemplating if it warranted the hefty price of 50 talets.
‘Did she like it that much? By my standards, it’s like pouring out almost a year’s wages…’
Occasionally, Tilda felt the urge to splurge some money, but that was mostly limited to food and weapons. She had never spent this much money on anything before.
‘I don’t think it suits a warrior very much. If I had to say, it’s only suitable for those flimsy aristocratic women.’
Despite being a woman herself, Tilda believed that the fundamental character of a warrior like her differed from those of aristocratic women.
Regardless, Ophelia raised her hand, expressing her willingness to purchase the item, she clearly wasn’t doing it to just raise the price.
The black dress seemed to slip into Ophelia’s possession as she continued to raised the bid.
However…
“50 talets 200 silver!”
“Ugh…”
An aristocratic woman who had been consistently calling the price raised her voice, causing Tilda to slightly wrinkle her expression.
But…
“50 talets 300 silver!”
Ophelia raised her hand once more from the side, increasing the bid.
However, the other party was equally determined.
“60 talets!”
The aristocratic woman unconditionally showed her determination to acquire the dress by raising the price.
Ophelia had to pause for a moment. 60 talets were almost all the money she had saved so far.
For a little over a year, while receiving undeserved favors from Bahamut, she had sparingly saved money by skipping meals.
But…
Nevertheless, Ophelia made up her mind. Even if she ended up broke, there were things she really wanted to do.
With that determination, she raised her hand with her last will, knowing it was impossible.
“61 talets 250 silver.”
It was all the money she had. It was her last will.
But..
“63 talets.”
“Ah…”
The aristocratic woman neatly crushed Ophelia’s entire fortune.
At that, a short sigh escaped Tilda’s mouth.
And Ophelia, had no choice but to bow her head helplessly.
‘As expected…I can only go this far. It’s impossible for someone like me to set foot in the world of someone like my master…’
She knew it was reckless.
It was a law that a person must know their place and act according to it. However, despite knowing that, Ophelia wanted to try it.
She wanted try to stand by someone like her master… not because of her strength as a mere warrior. She wanted to stand in that person’s side as a woman who suited him even a little bit.
However, her efforts failed so spectacularly.
That world… was too far away for her to enter.
As Ophelia helplessly looked at the dress being sold with a sorrowful look in her eyes.
“100 talets.”
Ophelia turned her head in surprise at the sudden voice.
And…
“…!”
“100 talets? Can someone out bid 100 talets!”
It was a bid beyond imagination. Accordingly, the eyes of the people there immediately turned to the person who called the bid.
There was a figure standing next to the woman who was eagerly asking the price just now.
The moment they recognized who it was, people’s faces began to show surprise.
However, no one here felt as much surprise as Ophelia who confirmed the person’s identity.
“Master, Ba..Bahamut…?”
***
After the small incident, the auction continued as usual.
At the moment, Ophelia and Bahamut were seated alone in a private room outside the auction house.
“Mnn.. this place…why did you come here? I thought you would definitely be with Lady Bertina, but…”
“Why did I come? As you know, I am a major shareholder in this auction. It’s only natural that I should periodically visit to check on the situation.”
With those words, Bahamut examined the dress lying next to him.
It was certainly a beautiful garment made with fine silk, and it was highly coveted by aristocratic women.
“By the way… honestly, I was a little surprised. Did you really want this?”
“…honestly…I didn’t want is that much…”
Ophelia blushed slightly, feeling ashamed of her actions. She had almost squandered all her money in a moment of impulse.
And, seeing Ophelia’s expression, Bahamut put a light smile on his lips.
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