Knights, Magic, and Technology
chapter 126's

the night is getting late Arcane and Ghor is now heading to the auction place in the city of Red sand, Arcane there because it gets information that all kinds of rare and high-quality goods will be sold there.

no matter the origin of the item if there is something to sell then the organizer will take care of it, he said, on the other hand Arcane also understood that in the big market magsud of the strange mask chairman was a gathering place for traders of various races and they sold them in this city.

indeed, a large market is aimed at this city and refers to a free trade zone of both legal and illegal goods.

they now arrived at a very magnificent place and at the entrance were guarded by two muscular men who looked very strong.

Arcane approached the building although still a little far he was intercepted by the guards, not waiting for long Arcane immediately threw a bag of money to the guard.

one of the guards instantly caught up and returned to his place, aracne with a flat gaze behind her mask instantly entered.

inside there Arcane went straight to the reception desk and asked.

"is there a seat for 2 people? "

the receptionist guards glanced at Arcane and Ghor, judging that they were still the receptionist's children looking down at them.

he also answered with a sniff.

"cheer, you better go here instead of the children's playground"

Ghor was unhappy with the receptionist's response, but he now stepped forward and kicked the table.

"hey we are customers, it's not your right to say that! "

the receptionist began to get angry.

"dih, I know that you guys must just want to look around and ruin things.

well I suggest before you guys do anything bad and it ends badly you guys get out of here"

Ghor, who heard the receptionist's words, became angry, while Arcane knew that if Ghor was angry, the money he gave to the guards would be forfeited.

Arcane finally took the initiative to answer.

"we have money and you have things, anyone with money can buy things."

"cih, even if you have money, you'll only buy first-round items"

Arcane replied, but this time he spoke a little loudly.

"well if there is an item that I am interested in I will buy, does this auction only sell expensive but common items?

if you're scared because the auction doesn't sell rare or unique items then I'll go"

All the other guests/visitors who were in the room heard, and now the views and chatter of the guests became unpleasant.

the receptionist was still ordinary for not realizing it but someone immediately shouted.

"what do you mean say that!! "

Arcane turned his head and found a man from the 2nd floor descending, he was wearing neat clothes like a noble he was also like in his 40s and had a whisker and a thin beard.

the man walked down and approached Arcane and then immediately looked at Arcane sharply.

"So can you explain why you say that? "

Arcane just stared flatly and said.

"just say that this auction only sells nahal goods not rare or unique.

and it seems that your employees justified my words because they did not dare to say the goods sold and chose to expel me"

The man then looked at the receptionist's servant the receptionist was now standing in cold sweat on his forehead.

the man approached and shouted in front of the receptionist.

"you, did you forget the previous incident!!! "

the receptionist was sweating more and gulping down her saliva.