The Deal

Everyone wore an expression that said they had expected this result.

The corners of Akalande's mouth lifted slightly as he did his best to conceal his emotions, but anyone could tell that he was extremely excited. He simply did not dare to look too pleased with himself in the presence of so many Soul Saint Wizards.

The bidders felt even greater pressure.

They had all raised their second bids substantially, yet Rayne had announced the winner almost without thinking. Clearly, the Mechanics Guild's bid had been far higher than the others.

Countess Kailin looked crestfallen. The nobles of the Demon Capital could no longer offer a higher price.

Dean Sabra was in much the same situation. He had only recently advanced to become a Soul Saint Wizard, and his personal wealth was insufficient. Bruwots Academy could not provide any more support either. Still, he merely regretted missing this opportunity. If he managed his territory well, he would eventually have a Floating City of his own. It would only mean waiting a few hundred more years.

Although there was still one final chance to bid, they had already been eliminated.

Dean Margarita, however, was not nearly so composed.

She had originally been brimming with confidence. She had increased the number of female warlocks to two hundred, thinking Rayne would certainly like that. Instead, she had fallen from the Celestial Realm into the Abyss, losing all the advantage she had gained earlier.

Lord and Lady of Hestaff City looked solemn. They had already raised their offer to eight million Gold Shields, yet they had not expected it still would not move Rayne.

Earth Saintess Rosita looked relaxed. She had already given up bidding, and the memory crystal was empty as well.

Tim Kainan and Great Sage Kongjielade said nothing.

Storm Queen's eyes