As Damon left the auction house, two women walked over and asked the clerk curiously. "What happened, Hila? Why are you so nervous?"
The clerk, Hila, looked up, visibly pale beneath the magical glow of the auction hall’s interface panels. His usually smooth, merchant-trained smile was nowhere to be found. He glanced toward the retreating figure of Damon and then back at the two women, both dressed in fine robes, marked with the emblem of the auction house.
"That guy who just left," he whispered, leaning forward, "he put up a legendary grade treasure chest for auction."
"What?" The two women gasped in unison. "What? Are you serious? That guy? Impossible. He looks like a beggar. How could someone like that come across a legendary treasure chest? Don’t be stupid."
Hila swallowed hard, his fingers still trembling as they hovered over the glowing console. "Fine. Whatever. I don’t have time to talk to you both now. You can see for yourself when the auction is set up."
The two women frowned, not saying a word as they silently observed Hila. After a while, he took out the treasure chest again to transfer it to the main auction inventory. It was only for a second, but the two women’s eyes went wide as they noticed the glow of the treasure chest.
Their chests rose up and down as they started panting. It was really a legendary grade item! A legendary grade item! How could something like that have suddenly shown up in their auction house?
Their mouth became dry as they stared dumbfoundedly at Hila. "What? You both believe me now?" The clerk sneered and left the two gawking at him. He quickly stood up and walked away to take care of the other procedures.
The two women could only stare at him enviously. A single commission from a sale like this could set someone up for life. Even though the auction house took 15% of the sale proceeds, Hila would still get 5% as a reward.
The older woman finally broke the silence, muttering under her breath, "That bastard’s going to be swimming in gold..." Her eyes were still glued to the spot where the chest had been for a mere heartbeat. "Why does someone like him get this lucky?"
The younger one nodded and silently walked away. She was also extremely envious of Hila, but she had other connections that mattered more. She quickly opened up her system interface and started messaging.
Promptly, another reply came back. "What honey? Are you missing me already? Ten hours was not enough to satisfy your appetite?"
The woman’s face turned beet red. But she continued messaging. "Someone just auctioned a legendary grade treasure chest."
The reply didn’t come immediately. A few tense seconds passed before the tone in the messages changed completely.
"Where? Which city? Who listed it? What kind of chest? Give me all the details."
The woman gulped and filled him in on everything except for the player’s name. The system’s anonymous listing feature made sure Damon’s identity remained hidden, even from insiders.
Then came another flurry of messages. "Don’t tell anyone else. I’m coming myself. Keep your eyes on that auction board. If the bid rises or anything weird happens, you report it to me first. I’ll make sure you’re rewarded."
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