Chương 25: Auction? Abusing [Cosmic Void Gaze] for profit

Chapter 25

He followed the path all the way there and noticed a group of people.

Compared to others, they looked more refined and had better-looking clothes than the normal Joe.

They were surrounded by exorcists who were probably serving as bodyguards.

The exorcists were hired to be bodyguards because there would be times when intense fights would sometimes break out between fellow business owners.

The clan did not care about what happened inside the market area; if you die, then you die.

As long as the clan was not affected…

Of course, this also applied to all the official members of the clan. If you were going to enter the market and cause trouble and later get caught in trouble then…

Naturally, no one dared to try that; everyone knew that official clan members would be given immunity to such rules whatsoever so no one messed with them even in the market.

Oliver blended in with the crowd that was gathering around them and asked someone about the situation.

"Hey, what's going on here?"

"What!? You don't know? One of the biggest auctions of the year is going to take place soon. Those people over there are important guests invited by the clan."

Oliver was stunned.

Auction?

Indeed, there were auctions too that took place all around the year, at different scales in different places.

It would seem that there was going to be an auction soon in the market and these people in expensive clothing were probably traders or merchants invited by the clan to auction their items or buy items.

Receiving an invitation from one of the 5 clans was no joke; these people must be really influential to get invited to the auction.

Oliver's eyes shone with intensity as the world around him shifted.

From the special eyes, he was able to see that the important-looking person was not an exorcist but a normal human but…

His body was glowing in multiple auras, espera was flowing through vital parts of his body such as his chest, shoulders, abdominal area…

'There are probably multiple artifacts on his body…'

Oliver concluded quickly as there was no better explanation.

He shifted his focus to the exorcists around them and his eyes immediately narrowed.

They were… strong.

Their bodies were leaking abundant espera; it was flowing out continuously, he could feel tense just seeing that amount of espera through.

The vibrations in the air and the fluctuations around them were quite strong and erratic.

"Hmm…?"

One of the exorcists within the group suddenly looked around.

He felt like he was being watched by something… and it was giving him chills for some reason.

But upon looking around, all he could see were normal people.

'Imagination…?'

He decided to leave it at that and focus on his job.

In the distance, Oliver also left the crowd and went his own way.

He now wanted to participate in the auction; there were always great items listed in auctions.

He wanted to take part in the auction but he had no money; it would be useless to go there penniless.

'Is "penniless" the correct term even? Should I say "Neden-less" instead?'

He wondered as he could not think of any normal way to earn cash.

'Robbing strangers, robbing shops, threatening the weak with my superior strength, abusing my status, begging, blackmailing weak exorcists…?'

"Fuck! Why is my mind filled with such dark thoughts!? Could it be that I am a scumbag?"

Oliver seriously wondered this… apart from shady ways that would definitely land him in trouble sooner or later, he was not getting any ideas.

'If I must choose a shady method, then I should go with something that is the least shadiest… and won't land me into too much trouble.'

He thought, a variety of dangerous ideas going in and out of his mind.

"Ay, young man, how 'bout checking out some stuff? I got plenty of stuff over here for ya."

Oliver looked to his side and saw a man with a small wooden stall at the corner of the road, talking to a customer.

Although he barely had enough money left, he also went over to the shop.

He was now thinking about selling some low-price artifacts at a higher price to make some profits.

Auctions were rare and he didn't want to miss one now that he knew about it.

"Oh, hey there, another exorcist youngster! C'mon over, I've got loads of stuff you might dig!"

The stall owner looked to be in his middle age with a bald head and a few yellow teeth missing.

The stall owner did not care about Oliver's height and child-like appearance, there were many exorcists roaming around with stopped growth or cursed bodies so it was not a surprise to see one in flesh, although it was quite rare.

Ignoring him, Oliver looked at the items with his special eyes. He decided to start with this shop first and then move on to search more.

'All of them are fake and cheap replicas… hmm?'

Just as he was scanning the items on the counter, his eyes caught something shining.

It was a marble that was shining brightly; as he focused on the round marble, the colors became even more evident, a strong espera was flowing inside the ordinary-looking red marble.

The marble was not ordinary at all.

"How much for that sword?"

Oliver concealed his excitement and asked in a low voice pointing at a random old sword which was also a cheap replica.

"You got good eyes, young man. This sword used to be a possession of a great warrior in ancient times; I had to specially enter the ruins to get my hands on it. But for your cute face, I'll sell it for 2000 Neden, how abo—"

"Forget it."

Oliver cut him short and looked around pointing at a few more things but even before the stall owner could complete their prices, he directly cut him off.

The stall owner felt quite infuriated at this presumptuous nature.

Finally, he pointed at the red round marble and asked in a somewhat colder tone.

"How much for that marble?"

"700 Neden."

This time, the stall owner did not weave any bullshit story; he knew that Oliver was not a weak player, he seemed quite experienced in bargaining.

"50 Neden." He put up his own price.

"Impossible! Are you trying to rob me!?" The stall owner protested immediately.

"Then give a normal price, I know what you are doing here. Listen, I don't have time for these scam games; put a good price or I'll just leave."

Oliver said in a bored tone.

And as expected, the expression on the stall owner's face changed.

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Chương 26: Mysterious organization

Chapter 26

"Forget it. I will buy from others."

The expression on the stall owner's face changed when he heard that.

This made the stall owner feel pressured; even he knew that what he had brought was all trash not worth selling. Oliver had already changed several options, and he felt that this time he might really leave.

If this went on, then he would not be able to scam him.

"Sigh, 150 Neden. Don't bargain, this is the lowest I can do. I have a wife at home and two kid—wait!?"

He saw that Oliver began to leave without listening to his sad story.

"Alright, I will do it for 70 Neden. Please, I beg."

"Fine, here you go." Oliver paused and showed a smile as he handed over a 70 Neden bill.

He felt quite proud that he directly had the seller reduce the price by 10 times!

From 700 to 70 Neden, his skills were quite useful.

In fact, this small marble that was now in his hands was probably an artifact of some sorts and could even fetch tens of thousands if sold carefully with negotiations.

He could tell from the strong and turbulent espera flow inside it.

"Haha…" Oliver felt funny, although he had basically just robbed the stall owner, he did not feel that bad.

The owner of that stall reeked of cheap booze and had the eyes of a big scammer; who knows how many people he had scammed in the past.

So it was only right for him to be scammed back.

His eyes lit up! He knew that he might just be able to generate enough income to at least get one item from the auction… probably.

'No… there will be ultra-rich individuals… it's possible I might not get anything at all.'

He quickly suppressed his emotions and looked straight at the various shops ahead.

He still had some spare left.

So he visited various stores at random, collecting anything that looked useful but was being sold at the wrong price.

In the end, he managed to buy some things.

A round red marble, an ivory rope, a broken shard, and last but not least, a shiny purple medal.

And now he was officially broke with nothing in his pockets or savings at his home.

"Haha…"

He let out a nervous laugh; he was a spender—a dangerous one.

It would be a terrible situation if no one bought what he had purchased just now…

'Now I have to sell all this…'

He scratched his head, thinking, 'Otherwise, I won't even be able to buy meat for Zippy.'

'Fortunately, there is a place just right for that.'

Black Codex Federation!

An organization that was spread all across the exorcist world, single-handedly competing with the top 5 clans in terms of wealth and resources.

It was an organization that had a huge influence and dealt with all sorts of business.

They had their stores in almost all major cities—dominating all the businesses around them.

'In the novel, this organization dealt both in light and dark. On the surface, they were an influential merchant organization while in the dark, they did all sorts of shady business, from taking assassination requests to infiltration. They were so bold to even provoke the top clans sometimes during the multiple arcs.'

Oliver recalled what he knew of the organization.

Right now, he was heading straight to their established store that was also located in the clan's market.

They had to provide the clan with heavy resources and treasures for them to be even allowed to operate inside.

'In the novel, the Black Codex Federation had a neutral relation with Mystic Purge Clan, both wary of the other. Even in the blood arc, they did not provoke the Mystic Purge Clan…'

He thought as he reached before a humungous structure shadowing everything around.

A tall, well-designed building—a miracle of this world's modern architecture.

The building gave Oliver an intimidating vibe.

He smiled wryly; just the guards stationed at the doors were full of espera.

As he went near the gates, the guards did not stop him, nor did they perform a mandatory check they always performed on normal visitors.

'So they know my identity…'

Oliver was not even surprised by this. If such a big organization did not have their guard memorize the important people of the place where they operate, how could they be so successful?

It was not like in the cliché novels where the guards would stop the protagonist and treat him as a beggar only to be face-slapped later.

After he entered the building, one of the guards took out a rectangular device.

If Oliver was here, he would instantly recognize that as a smartphone.

This world was just a few years backward from his previous world in terms of tech, so it was not a shock that they had started to develop smartphones. Not to mention, this world had some strange things thanks to the presence of espera and other magical elements.

The guard pressed a button and said, "An unknown boy with white hair has entered the establishment. I did not stop him. I am not sure if he belongs to the main family or not…"

The voice on the other end was silent for a moment before it said, "No problem, I will inform madam; you did good."

With that, the call ended instantly.

It was a mesmerizing sight, filled with gleaming gold and silver artifacts, precious gems, shimmering jewels, and relics and artifacts radiating ancient aura. The sun's soft rays seeped in from the glass windows, casting a warm, comfortable glow throughout the pavilion.

It was an amazing architectural build with exquisite mastery and hard work of the designer.

At the front was a reception counter and behind it was the receptionist.

Oliver went up to her and asked, "I want to sell some things. Willing to take a look?"

He made it short and crisp, no-nonsense talk.

The receptionist stared at his face for a moment; even though Oliver was just a little kid, she recognized his white hair and amethyst eyes.

He was definitely a member of the main family in her eyes.

If some other random little kid had wandered in the store, she would have asked them to leave and not cause trouble for candy, but she could not ignore his presence.

She had strict orders from above as well.

"Very well, sir, please follow me..."

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