Mithril Arrowhead

When the Goblin auctioneer brought down the gavel and shouted, "Sold!" Gagnor was somewhat dumbfounded.

He had never imagined that such a lively-looking auction would let him obtain the Mithril Arrowhead with a single bid. In fact, when he placed his bid, he had practically been treating it as merely participating.

What was going on?

Could there be a catch?

Gagnor's mind was filled with doubts, and his brows knitted tightly.

But the transaction was already complete. One hundred silver coins for a Mithril Arrowhead could hardly be considered a loss, so he could only set the matter aside for now and wait until the auction ended.

After several lackluster appetizers.

"The main event is here!" Rivigas rubbed his hands and personally opened an exquisite little box.

Everyone looked closely and saw a black feather inside.

"What's that?"

"A crow's feather?"

Rivigas explained, "The seller found this feather according to a prophecy from the gods. We've already had a priest verify the prophecy's authenticity. The prophecy says that this feather is 'worth a country!'"

"Worth a country!"

"Are you joking? One feather in exchange for a country?"

"If the prophecy isn't fabricated, it can only be some kind of metaphor. Only foolish Goblins would believe that a feather could be compared to a country..."

Rivigas's smile remained radiant. "Black feather, origin unknown. Starting bid: eight hundred silver coins!"

A wave of silence followed.

Only after half a minute did an unexpected voice ring out. "Eight hundred silver coins."

"Eight hundred silver coins for a feather of unknown origin? That person must be insane!"

"Heh, could he really think eight hundred silver coins can buy a country?"

Amid the crowd's criticism, no one else placed a bid. The seemingly ordinary black feather was sold for eight hundred silver coins just like that.

The auction continued for another half hour or so.

There were still quite a few good items, such as a sixth-level magical beast core, a lesser Elixir of Refined Wisdom, and a fourth-circle spell scroll... But what many people found strange was that most of the items auctioned today had failed to fetch good prices.

It would have been understandable if there had been few people, but there were actually more attendees than usual today.

This was clearly abnormal, and people began discussing it among themselves.

That continued until the final auction item appeared.

Rivigas cleared his throat, then grinned and said, "Now, allow me to grandly introduce today's final auction item—the grand finale among grand finales, the main event among main events. That is—the right to use Lady Elusa for one day!"

The venue instantly fell silent.

Rivigas then bowed to Elusa. "My lady, please allow me to introduce the merchandise."

Elusa smiled and nodded.

Rivigas said, "Elusa, the queen of Joy Street. She possesses six Holy Names, which make her appear forever twenty-eight years old. She won't get sick, she won't suddenly bleed on some day each month, she won't become pregnant, and she even possesses a body that can bend at will... I think you understand what this means!"

"Now, the starting price for the right to use Lady Elusa for one day is only—" The Goblin paused excitedly for half a second. "One copper coin!"

The venue remained silent.

Elusa smiled and said, "Rivigas, why don't you make the first bid?"

The Goblin froze, then shouted even more excitedly, "Th-then, all right. I'll bid... one copper coin!"

The atmosphere in the venue suddenly exploded.

"Five hundred silver coins!"

"Ten gold coins! No, twenty gold coins!"

"Fifty gold coins!"

"One hundred gold coins! Elusa is mine!"

"A loan! I want to apply for a loan!"

Bids rose one after another. The auction house was filled with clamoring voices and had completely descended into madness!

Elusa laughed so hard that she bent backward and forward.

Several black lines appeared on Loha's face. "Is this your entertainment?"

"Isn't it interesting to make others willingly abandon their principles?" Elusa leaned back and said leisurely, "I'm not like you, Loha. You always accomplish your goals with your fists."

A dozen minutes later, as the auctioneer's gavel fell, the bidding, arguments, and noise finally subsided.

"You should have clean rooms here, right?" Elusa turned and asked the attendant.

The attendant pointed. "Of course. They're not far over there. Are you planning to go?"

Elusa stretched lazily, then glanced at a trembling man. "That isn't up to me. Ask my buyer where he wants to use his purchase."

The excited buyer was naturally unable to wait. Under the attendant's guidance, he immediately led the queen of Joy Street to the nearest "clean room."

It was easy to predict that the place definitely wouldn't still be clean tomorrow.

The people behind them naturally broke into another round of heated discussion.

Gagnor was also stunned by Elusa's conduct, and it took him a while to recover.

When he had first seen Elusa's dignified and aristocratic appearance, he had thought the outrageous rumors might merely be fabrications. Now, it seemed that the rumors might even have understated things...

He secretly shook his head, then went to collect the Mithril Arrowhead he had bought.

"Please inspect the merchandise." The attendant opened the small box containing the Mithril Arrowhead.

Gagnor picked up the small, exquisitely crafted Mithril Arrowhead, and a string of information immediately surged into his awareness.

Item: Mithril Arrowhead

Level: 7

Enchantment · Demon-Breaking Inscription: Inflicts a piercing effect and additional damage on demonic creatures

There was nothing wrong with it.

Gagnor breathed a sigh of relief, then carefully examined the Mithril Arrowhead, especially the enchantment inscriptions carved into it.

Mithril was tranquil yet powerful, sturdy yet beautiful. Amid its delicate, bright luster, only the grooves of the enchantment inscriptions brought faint, barely noticeable shadows.

To most people, the Demon-Breaking Inscription lowered the arrowhead's value. After all, engraved enchantments were difficult to alter, while "Demon-Breaking" was a narrow-purpose enchantment and was somewhat useless.

But Gagnor had the spell Blood Arrow. This magic allowed him to use his own blood to temporarily enchant the arrowhead—regardless of whether it already had an enchantment.

Furthermore, the inscriptions could hold more blood, allowing Blood Arrow to reach its optimal effect.

Therefore, despite the price being as high as one hundred silver coins, Gagnor didn't feel that he had lost out.

This was Mithril!

At least in South Sea Town, it was absolutely the most powerful metal, far surpassing ordinary metals!

But why hadn't anyone else placed a bid?

Even if the Demon-Breaking Inscription was somewhat useless to ordinary people, one hundred silver coins should still have been worth bidding, right?

Recalling how weak the bidding had been for the other auction items, Gagnor couldn't help asking the attendant, "Were previous auctions like this too? I mean..."

He had originally wanted to say "quiet," but when he remembered the frenzied atmosphere surrounding the final auction item, he felt that the word wasn't appropriate.

"Of course not." The attendant clearly understood what he meant. He shrugged and said, "I've worked here for several years, and this is the first time I've seen an auction like this. In any case, this one really is special."