Chapitre 126: Peasant

"40,000!"

"43,000!"

"51,000!"

"56,000!"

"64,000!"

The current item that was being auctioned was a Peak Silver-Grade Greatsword, and all the warriors in the Auction House were outbidding each other furiously.

Thirteen simply leaned on the couch, and enjoyed the fruit juice that had been handed to him by the servant who had come to give them some refreshments.

Although he mentioned earlier that he no longer had any intention of bidding for the remaining items up for Auction, he still planned to bid for the Five Leaf Clover.

'As I thought, the funds I have are not enough,' Thirteen mused. 'But, it no longer matters.'

Half an hour later, the familiar transparent jar holding the Five Leaf Clover arrived on the stage.

"Well then, this is the last item that we have for today," Dorra said, giving her most radiant smile. "It is none other than the Five Leaf Clover!"