Wizard Earl

Chapter 203 Nightingale Cloak

"Gentlemen, if any of you are unwilling to accept these three rules, you may leave now, and we will not stop you. However, if you try to cause trouble after the auction begins, don't blame us for being ruthless..." At this point, Alazov's tone changed, becoming icy cold, and a powerful pressure emanated from his body.

Sensing this oppressive aura, Connor, sitting in the corner, changed his expression slightly. Judging from the aura, this old guy Alazov was actually at the peak of a high-level wizard apprentice, only one step away from becoming a full-fledged wizard!

Alazov glanced around and, seeing that none of the assembled wizards spoke, nodded in satisfaction. He withdrew his oppressive aura and said in a deep voice, "The auction shall now begin!"

After speaking, Alazov took out a piece of metal that shimmered with black light under the lamp from his spatial ring and showed it to the wizards in the hall.

"As you all have probably already noticed, this is a piece of Savage Iron, forged using the unique alchemy technique created by Odin's master alchemist, Mr. Savage. I believe everyone is familiar with this, so I won't go into detail. The starting price is fifty gold pounds; you may begin bidding!" Alazov announced.

No sooner had Alazov finished speaking than a series of soft voices echoed from a corner of the hall: "One hundred gold pounds!"

Connor wasn't surprised by the discreet gazes around him. He had anticipated this when he bid 100 gold pounds. At least half of those bidding on alchemy materials at auctions are alchemists, and the rarity of alchemists in the wizarding world goes without saying!

"One hundred gold pounds, anyone bidding higher?" Hearing Connor's offer, Alazov glanced at the crowd and asked.

"One hundred and thirty gold pounds!" a short, stocky man wearing a green mask said in a deep voice, competing with Connor.

Connor was not surprised to see that there was competition. Although Savage Iron Essence was not considered a very good treasure among alchemical materials, it was a very practical thing. Its hardness, toughness and energy conductivity were all very good. In the Odin Empire, it could probably be bought for five hundred eagles or one hundred gold pounds in the Kaman Empire.

However, because the Odin Empire is located in the northern border region of the empire, while Rune is located on the western coast of the empire, the distance between them is too great. Therefore, a piece of Savage Iron Essence in the market of Rune costs between 150 and 180 gold pounds.

"One hundred and eighty gold pounds!" Connor didn't hesitate and immediately raised the price to the top of the reasonable range. He really wanted this Savage Iron Essence, as it could be used in the crafting of many kinds of enchanted items.

Upon hearing Connor's offer, the short, stocky man with the green mask who was competing with Connor hesitated for a moment, but ultimately shook his head and gave up competing with Connor!

Alazov glanced at everyone again, and seeing that no one in the hall wanted to compete with Connor, he didn't waste any more words and directly announced that the piece belonged to Connor.

He stepped forward, took out 180 gold pounds from his wallet, and handed them to Alazov. Connor then picked up the Savage Iron he had bought and returned to his position.

"Sigh..." Holding the Savage Iron in his hand, Connor sighed inwardly. After giving Ryan six hundred gold pounds, he only had about 1,100 gold pounds left in his wallet. Subtracting one hundred gold pounds for living expenses, Connor only had one thousand gold pounds left to buy alchemy materials. The Savage Iron was good, but he hadn't budgeted for it...

Connor now only has about 800 gold pounds left to buy alchemy materials! This budget is enough to buy the materials Connor wants, but it's a very tight squeeze.

While Connor was struggling with his decision, the auction continued. The second item was a potion called Blue Poison Herb, which was sold for two hundred gold pounds. The third item was an offensive spell suitable for fire-attribute wizard apprentices; although it was a spell, its power was mediocre, and it only sold for two hundred and seventy gold pounds…

Sitting in a corner watching the auction unfold, Connor found it rather interesting. The eleven items up to date covered alchemy materials, potions, spellbooks, and other items. Although the prices were all low, under 500 gold pounds, they were all very practical things, and there was no shortage of buyers. To gather so many items, there was no doubt that this Mr. Alazov must be backed by a wizarding organization.

About halfway through the auction, Mr. Alazov, who was hosting the auction, smiled slightly and took out a black cloak from his spatial ring. As soon as the black cloak appeared, the eyes of the dozens of wizards in the auction room were focused on him.

"This is one of the highlights of this auction: the Nightingale Cloak, a level one enchanted item. When worn in black, this cloak will be undetectable to the naked eye of ordinary people. Not only that, it can also block the mental detection of ordinary novice wizard apprentices. In addition to its concealment effect, the Nightingale Cloak also has a certain degree of defense and lightness ability. The starting price is three hundred gold pounds, and each bid must be at least fifty gold pounds!"

"If you're interested, you can spend ten gold pounds to get a closer look from three steps away!" After stating the starting bid, Alazov pointed to the Nightingale Cloak floating in mid-air beside him and then changed the subject:

As soon as Alazov finished speaking, a slender lady tossed him ten gold pounds and leaned closer to examine the Nightingale Cloak. Seeing that someone had already tasted it, the other wizards who were interested in the Nightingale Cloak also tossed Alazov ten gold pounds and crowded around to watch.

Seeing this, Connor hesitated for a moment, but eventually tossed Arazov ten gold pounds and stepped forward. Of course, he didn't want to buy the Nightingale Cloak; he just wanted to take a closer look at its construction. After all, ten gold pounds wasn't much.

Although three steps away, Connor could still clearly see that several patterns were depicted on the lining of the Nightingale Cloak. From an alchemist's perspective, these patterns did indeed have the functions of defense and lightness, as Alazov had said, but the effects were rather limited. If someone bought it to use as a defensive item against enchanted beings, they might suffer a great loss!

After observing for a while, Connor returned to his seat. He felt that his ten gold pounds were well worth the money!

(End of this chapter)