On the 6th day of the auction, the trade items, once piled up like a mountain, finally began to reach their end.
Spices, with the largest volume and high investment cost, were the first to be sold out.
Following them, porcelain, various clothes, and jewelry were also destined to be sold out by the day’s end.
“128!”
“Yes! 128 talets! Is there anyone else you want to call?” The presenter spoke in a hoarse voice.
However, as the bidding concluded, there was no further talk of purchasing. It wasn’t because the items lacked appeal.
It was a dark blue dress, studded with innumerable jewels as if the Milky Way were embroidered on it. It became the center of attention the moment it was put on display.
It was the kind of attire that could make any woman covetous. Those present were well aware of the competition they had to engage in to secure such exquisite items.
The person who bought this captivating dress was none other than Bahamut, a significant shareholder in the trade, already renowned through a previous incident.
Calling such a high price was a bold move, akin to declaring that the owner would not part with the item. In fact, no would be able to even buy it if Bahamut employed some backdoor means, yet he didn’t intend to sweep all items at all.
There were instances where he found something lacking or others insisted, [I must buy that!]
In such cases, he would concede a bit, understanding that it could lead to a higher-than-expected price and benefit investors.
However, the navy blue dress was on Bahamut’s must-buy list from the beginning.
“And… why did you buy this dress?”
“Now, it’s a present for you.”
“You…did you buy this for me?”
“I was aiming for it from the beginning because it seemed like it would suit you well. I told you before that there are things I wanted.”
“Ah…” Bertina blushed at Bahamut’s words.
In response, she carefully accepted the dress, her first sincere gift from a man in almost a decade.
‘It’s been almost 10 years since I’ve received a present from a man like this, right?’
Of course, there were many instances where she received something, but they were only in the form of bribes. Bahamut was the first man other than her husband to give something with sincerity and pure kindness.
“Thank you, I will wear it well.”
Bertina, caught up in a happy mood, felt the excitement and joy that continued to flow in her heart.
Bahamut, looking at her, said with a bright smile on his lips, “Yes, and…if possible, I would like you to wear it tonight. Do you know what I mean?”
“You are too…”
“I’ll be looking forward to it. I’m not going to let you sleep tonight either, so be prepared.”
“Hehehe…yes, I understand.”
At Bahamut’s words, Bertina smiled shyly.
The two of them then spent a sweet time in a special booth of the auction house, away from prying eyes.
“85 talets 100 silver!”
“85 talets 101 silver.”
“Kuh… ”
A fight was raging on over a red jade sculpture carved in the shape of a tortoise.
An aristocratic man desperately wanted to buy it, but an unexpected predicament unfolded.
‘What the hell is this woman? She keeps adding one more silver coin to the price I raised earlier!’
His opponent was a silver-haired woman in the back wearing a robe.
To be honest, at first, he thought she was an opponent he would be easily able to outbid.
He thought that she wouldn’t have much money as she was adding just one silver coin to the price others were charging.
However…as the bidding competition was continued, the man soon realized that he had met the wrong opponent.
No matter how much he called a bid, the woman continued as she did before, adding only one more silver coin higher.
Even if he added a little more money as an experiment, or even if he raise the price to get rid of her completely, the woman continued her relentless one-silver-coin increments.
‘No…should I raise the price at once! Why is she doing that?’
Her behavior, adding just one silver coin each time, felt like a peculiar and annoying tactic.
One thing was certain—if he continued this way, he might be playing into a trap.
The opponent’s financial power was unpredictable. Rushing in without reason could lead to disappointment.
“Ha.. I lost.. I lost..” The aristocratic man waved his hand, expressing his intention to give up.
In response, the silver-haired woman, expressionless, claimed the auction item.
‘With this, I’ve succeeded in purchasing up to half. The problem is that there are things I failed to bid on… I’ll have to retrieve them myself later. Fortunately, the guy that bought them is also a worm.’
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